Chapter 648 To Mu Lingying

The green villain was unscathed in the evil god thunder, but laughed at Han Li.

"Don't be too early to be complacent. If you are really sure to defeat Han's Yuanying, how can you just play with your mouth? If you don't guess. Although you can devour the soul of the monk, it is only for low-level monks. It is pure delusion to say that we want to devour the monk Yuanying. Maybe in the past, you could do this, but now, it is obvious that you are willing but not enough, and you can only rely on this strange form. Don't talk nonsense! Let's try the flying sword first. Han Li sneered, and a few words greatly changed the little man's face, and his eyes shot viciously.

At this time, Han Li had pointed to the flying sword hovering in front of him. After the twelve flying swords chanted for a long time, they turned into green light and shot out.

The green little man stood still with a gloomy face. After more than ten cyan sword lights circled around it, the villain's limbs split in an instant and was cut into countless pieces, which floated gently in the air. A slight flash.

Seeing this, Han Li couldn't help but be stunned.

But then the strange laughter of "cluck" came from the opposite side, and the light of the fragments of the villain's body flashed and gathered together again.

A green villain, who is exactly the same as before, reappeared there.

"Tut, no, no! Your flying sword is made of golden thunder bamboo, right? Although you don't have so many golden thunder bamboos, it's really funny to think that this flying sword will hurt me. As for whether grandma can only play tricks, you can do it.

The villain seemed to be completely irritated by Han Li's previous words. After saying these words, he pinched the formula with both hands, and the dazzling green light flashed on his body to exert his magic power.

But before it could successfully use its magic power, the light flashed on its head, and the twelve flying swords beat in arcs at the same time, forming a huge golden net. Under the head cover.

"Hmm! The younger generation hasn't give up yet. I didn't say that the evil god thunder is of no use to me at all. Eh. You have to do it!" The girl's voice began to be a little stunned, but then it became sharp and seemed extremely panicked.

Because after the power grid was covered, it did not burst, but contracted in an instant. In a blink of an eye, the little man was wrapped in it and kept tightening and shrinking.

That villain's knowledge is not good. The green light flashed on his body and resisted desperately, but to no avail. After a moment, he was wrapped into a huge golden ball.

Seeing this, Han Li couldn't help showing a sneer on his face.

To say that the evil god thunder is condensed into a net, this kind of magic power can be said to have been pioneered by Han Li since the birth of Golden Thunder Bamboo.

Because in the past, even if someone was lucky enough to get one or two pieces of golden thunder bamboo, it was refined into a magic weapon. But all of them regard their divine thunder as a killer against magic and evil methods, how dare they consume it easily.

What's more, it is composed of such a large golden arc power grid. Without more than ten golden thunderbolts, it can't condense and form at all. Even with this intention, there is no such condition.

After driving the evil god thunder for so many years, Han Li has already noticed it. In addition to natural restraint on magic and magic. There is also the miraculous effect of imprisonment and blockade of the five elements of aura.

Whether it is the original Shura sacred flame or the later wind spirit, it can be trapped alive with the evil god thunder without letting them explode or escape.

This kind of accident naturally made Han Li happy.

In the past, during the Jiedan period, he could not use the Golden Arc Power Grid because of his cultivation restrictions, so he rarely used it to fight with people.

But now he has achieved great success and has become the fourth level of Da Yanjue, and his divine consciousness has increased a lot. There are no more scruples.

Although I don't know where this little man comes from now. But it is definitely not flesh and blood and ghosts. On the contrary, it is like a strange existence of the monk Yuanying.

In this way. Han Li tried this trick with all his heart.

Although the poor villain has heard the rumors of the magic weapon of golden thunder and bamboo before, he does not ward off the hidden characteristics of evil thunder at all. Otherwise, it will never rely on the body of the demon baby, and it will be careless.

In an instant, the villain, who had just been arrogant, was taken down by Han Li's effortless imprisonment.

Han Li saw it well and showed a few smiles on his face. As soon as he raised his hand, a piece of green glow shot out and rolled the golden ball back into his hand.

"How dare you trap my grandma? Let me out quickly, or I will definitely refine your soul and make your life worse than death."

The golden ball trembled slightly, and there was a girl's angry scream, which was extremely harsh.

"Draw the soul and refine the soul? It seems that you are not in a good situation. Let's wake up in it!" Han Li frowned, and then said with a dark face.

Then the thunder sounded, and the golden arc in his hand ejected again.

The slender threads wrapped the golden ball layer by layer, and consumed nearly half of the evil god thunder stored by the flying swords. Han Licai looked at the golden ball several laps and showed satisfaction.

Then he ignored the crazy scolding of the girl in the golden ball, patted the storage bag with one hand, and a white jade box appeared in his hand.

stuffed the golden ball jade box, immediately closed it, took out a few forbidden charms from the storage bag, and stuck them on the box without hesitation.

Suddenly, the sound in the box stopped.

Han Li took the jade box, and his face regained its normal color.

He looked at the loss of his soul and became a short and fat monk of the living dead. An expressionless fireball shot out and turned it into ashes.

Then, he flew in the direction of the small town without hurry.

After a short time, Han Li slowly appeared in the inn. From then on, he stopped going out and waited for the birthday.

Soon after, the immortals of the Yuanwu Kingdom were stunned. The 'Peng Yi'shuangxen', who was notorious for killing people and grabbing treasures in the scattered cultivation, evaporated from the Yuanwu Kingdom without any signs. No one has ever heard the letter of the two of them.

The appearance of this scene naturally represents the demise of two people in the immortal world.

After the news spread, the Sanxiu practitioners of Yuanwu Kingdom clapped their hands and cheered. Some people said that the two of them offended the immortals and were destroyed. Others said that the two of them were so famous that they were finally cleaned up by passers-by, and rumors were flying all over the sky for a while.

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Tianluo Kingdom, thousands of miles away from the Yuanwu Kingdom, is the nest of the six sects of the devil.

The Qiling Mountain in the west of Tianluo Kingdom is tens of thousands of miles long and the mountain is steep. There are countless kinds of spirit beasts and insects in the mountain. It is the mountain gate of Yuling Sect.

And at the moment when he imprisoned the demon baby, an angry old man suddenly roared in a dark stone house in Qiling Mountain.

"Who, who imprisoned Mu Lingying! Come on, please contact the disciples of the Yuling Sect of Yuanwu Kingdom. If you can't find Zhimu Lingying to escape within three months, you will be punished for both crimes and let them commit suicide. In addition, you must act, and don't let the Magic Flame Gate notice this.

Although the old man in the room was extremely angry, the orders were still well-organized.

"It's up, uncle. I'll order it to be done." A steady man's voice sounded outside the stone house.

"Don't worry! In addition, Yunzhi and Liu Yu were asked to go to Yuanwu Kingdom in person. Both of them are wood attribute spiritual roots, and they are also the best combination of the wooden spirit baby. If you are closer to the baby, you may be able to feel it. But let the two of them be more. Those who can imprison spiritual babies must have a lot of magical power, which is not something they can fight against at all. As long as I find out who the spiritual baby is imprisoned by, I will meet this person in person for a while. The old man suddenly ordered again.

"Yes, I will personally invite the two junior sisters to come out. The nephew left first. The man outside the matter replied respectfully.

Then the footsteps sounded and gradually faded away.

And there was a deep sigh in the stone house, and there was silence in the dark.

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In the giant castle where Zidao Mountain is completely covered by the purple fog, Fu Tianhua, the head of the Fu family today, is energetic and full of red light. No matter when he sees any juniors in the family, he looks extremely kind, which makes most of the juniors who are used to seeing the strict faces of this family flattered.

This is also sad. Who let the ancestor's 400-year-old birthday come soon? As the oldest ex-existing elixir of the Fu family, even the two guardians of the Magic Flame Gate, will come here today to celebrate his birthday. This is a thing that makes the Fu family lose face again.

Those juniors of the Fu family naturally dare not be sloppy at all, and they are all busy in the castle with all their heart. You can't make your ancestors lose face on the birthday.

After a short walk in the castle, the ancestor seemed to be very satisfied. Accompanied by several juniors, he entered a side hall in the castle.

"Qing'er! Haven't the VIPs of the Flame Gate come yet? There won't be anything you can't pay for, right? There are many words on No Novel Network. The ancestor of the Fu family, who was eagle-eyed and purple robe, leaned against a master's chair in the side hall and asked slowly.

The voice is not loud, but full of majesty. He is worthy of being such a prosperous person in the business of the Fu family within a hundred years.

"Esage to the ancestors, the grandson of the Demon Flame Gate has already called the disciples of the clan to send a message. This time, he and Mo Hufa will definitely come to celebrate the birthday of their ancestors in person. It must be there in a day or two. A white-faced monk in his forties replied with his hands tied up, and he did not dare to have a trace of neglect on his face.

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