Chapter 1321 Capture the Spiritual Land

Yuanying, a man with hanging eyebrows, appeared at the black crack. He bounced five or six times at the void at the black bell.

Every time he popped up, his face turned pale, and the black crack suddenly opened up.

After so many bells rang, the black cracks had opened into a semi-circular opening, which was filled with black air and gusts of wind, and I couldn't see clearly at all.

"Gaga!"

A strange smile suddenly came out of it.

Han Li's pupils shrank, and the golden light on his body was released. At the same time, the meta-magnetic light also rose half a little, and the protection was tight.

In the face of spiritual treasures, he also dares not underestimate them.

Just then, a strange scene appeared.

Suddenly, wisps of black silk appeared around Han Li, which rotated around his body, but there was no intention of attacking at all.

Han Li was stunned. Before he understood what the spell was, the black silk suddenly changed and condensed and turned into a dark light array. Han Li was just trapped in it.

"It's not good!"

Han Li was shocked, and the gray light flashed on his body, sweeping away towards this magic array.

But it's obviously too late.

The light of the black magic array flashed, and Han Li turned around for a while. The whole person, together with the giant tripod and Jinlian disappeared in place at the same time.

The next moment, he staggered, and suddenly appeared in a dark and strange space. The four pillars were full of dark shadows, and the ghosts cried loudly.

He was photographed directly into the black crack.

When Han Li saw this scene, he was stunned at first, but immediately the corners of his mouth turned up, and he laughed instead of surprise.

At the same time, Yuan Ying, a hanging-browed man outside, hurriedly urged the black bell again.

Suddenly, when the bell rang, the open entrance of the crack slowly closed together, and the last flash turned into a light black line more than ten feet long, suspended in the air.

Then Yuan Ying flashed and returned to his body.

The body of the hanging-browed man opened his eyes and showed a gloomy smile.

The black crack is a space opened up by the Thousand Soul Bell alone. Although it is called "Thousand Souls", there are all kinds of ghosts in it, not ten thousand and there are eight thousand, and all the ghosts are the souls of some special monsters that were extremely vicious in their lives, and then refined through the special sacrifice of the secret Of.

And one of the main souls in the thousand soul bells, even the spirit beast of heaven and earth in the middle of the god. By chance, he was sacrificed by his master to become the main soul of this treasure.

With the cooperation of other ghosts, this main soul can be doubled. And there are also some special prohibitions in this space. As long as the monks ingested in it are not the body of the ghost, their mana is limited a lot.

Therefore, the monks in the later period of Huashen were trapped in it, and most of them were also more evil and less lucky.

The golden armored monk outside the light curtain stared at the faint black line suspended in the air. His eyes flashed a few times and did not take any action.

The hanging-browed man simply sat down cross-legged in the void, waiting for the fierce soul in the ghost space to devour Han Li inside, so as to end the fight.

After a full cup of tea, the black bell in the air suddenly trembled, and there were circles of strange black light. At the same time, there were bursts of buzzing in it, which seemed extremely strange.

Although the hanging eyebrows man can't connect with this treasure, he doesn't know how this vision appears, but the same confusion, I don't know what happened.

The black bell wailed, and the huge virtual shadow that had been released outside the body suddenly broke up, and then turned into a trace of black gas and disappeared into the body of the thousand soul bell. In a blink of an eye, it disappeared.

"It's impossible. The main soul has been destroyed." The hanging man finally figured out the thing and was shocked.

Just then, in a void above his head, a black light suddenly came out of a silent hole, and a fist-sized hole appeared out of thin air.

A flash of inspiration. A cyan escape shot out of the hole, flashing into a figure suspended there.

The hanging eyebrows man is also a monk in the middle of the Huashen Dynasty. He seemed to feel it, and suddenly raised his head and wanted to look at it.,

But sooner or later, the figure just moved and disappeared in place. The next moment, after a series of shadows, the figure appeared strangely behind the hanging eyebrows.

With a loud shout, the shocked man's ears buzzed, followed by a fierce wind, and a golden fist hit.

"Ah"

The drowning man's frightened figure shook, and his body broke like a mirror, transforming into seven or eight phantoms and fleeing in all directions at the same time.

"Hmm! I want to go!"

This figure is naturally Han Li. He snorted coldly all his life, and the fists he sacrificed were slightly blurred, and even turned into seven or eight ordinary fist shadows. "Pup" a few times, and each fist shadow hit the phantom's vest accurately.

They all disappeared immediately!

Only a small silver shield appeared behind the real man's body, just blocking a golden fist.

With a bang, the silver light shield only condensed its fist slightly and broke apart in an instant.

The golden fist hit the man's back without hesitation.

At the moment of fist contact, the man's body suddenly appeared with a layer of green armor.

With a loud noise, the golden light was intertwined, and the fist hit the armor fiercely.

Under the blue light earthquake, his fist sank a few inches deep, and the man with hanging eyebrows screamed, and his whole body flew out.

Han Li was stunned in his heart, and he clearly felt that the punch contained great power. Most of the blue armor slipped off like a loach, and only a small half hit was really on the armor.

Otherwise, this punch can penetrate this armor and directly make the frowning man seriously injured on the spot.

At the moment when he was ingested into the ghost space by the thousand soul bell, Han Li finally sensed the other party's murderous intention, and naturally he would show no mercy at this moment.

Now he has not made a full punch. Although he was surprised, he immediately shook his body, and he appeared ghostly above the hanging eyebrows. He grabbed the void with one hand, and suddenly a long golden sword appeared in his hand. Under the shake, he was about to cut down.

And at this moment, the man surnamed Weng suddenly shouted hoarsely:

"Don't do it, I admit defeat!"

When Han Li heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, but the long sword in his hand waved down indifferently, and suddenly a piece of golden sword spirit rolled down without mercy.

With the sharp of Qingqing bamboo bee cloud sword, even if the other party has the green armor to protect the body, it will definitely be cut in two.

The nearby space fluctuated, and suddenly a piece of yellow glow flew out, and the lightning rolled up the man with eyebrows and shook it. It disappeared in vain.

Even if the golden sword spirit is not slow, it can't bear to cut into the air.

Han Li's expression moved, and his eyes swept around. He saw the void more than 20 feet away, and suddenly a yellow light burst out, and then two figures appeared strangely in the yellow light.

It is the scar-faced golden armored monk and a man surnamed Weng.

The scar-faced monk had no expression on his face, but the man surnamed Weng was pale. There was a piece of blood on the armor on his chest, and he looked at Han Li with a resentful face.

It seems that under Han Li's blow, even if Qing Mingjia removed most of his strength, he finally vomited blood and suffered internal injuries. The fist marks on the armor behind him. It is even more clearly visible.

Han Li glanced at the man surnamed Weng, and his face was not strange at all. Instead, after the long sword in his hand disappeared, he saluted the golden armored monk.

"Thank you for your action, otherwise the younger generation almost hurt our Taoist friend just now!" Han Li said solemnly.

Hearing Han Li's words, the man surnamed Weng's face surged with blood, and he almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

Han Li couldn't stop just now. Obviously, he had a murderous heart and wanted to kill him with a sword.

When the scar-faced monk heard this, the strange color on his face flashed away, and there was a smile in his eyes, but he said faintly in the air:

"If you can't stop in the fight, it's a normal thing, which doesn't count. In this competition for the spiritual land, Weng Daoyou took the initiative to admit defeat, and the winner was naturally Han Daoyou. This spiritual land belongs to Han Daoyou. You two have an objection!"

Han Li smiled and naturally would not refute,

And the man surnamed Weng was full of unwillingness, but his lips moved a few times, and finally he didn't say anything.

Seeing that neither of them had any other words, the Scarface monk nodded, reached out to Han Liyi, and ordered:

"Bear your Qingming Pei!"

When Han Li heard the words, he turned over his palm without hesitation, and the blue jade pendant flashed in his hand and then threw it to the other party.

The golden armored monk grabbed the jade pendant out of thin air with one move. At the same time, a thumb-sized emerald crystal in the other hand, which had been prepared for a long time, patted the jade pendant and suddenly disappeared into it.

"Well, the spiritual land mark has been injected into your Qingming Pei. Unless you take the initiative to give up this spiritual land in the future, you are not qualified to participate in the spiritual land competition once in the next hundred years. Now you two can get out of here. The next game is about to begin.

As soon as the scar-faced monk returned the jade pendant to Han Li, he waved his hand and asked the two to leave here immediately. At this time, the white light curtain around me, I don't know when an exit had cracked.

Han Li doesn't say much anymore. After holding his fist, the man turned into a blue rainbow and immediately flew out of the exit. After a few flashes, he disappeared without a trace.

And the monk surnamed Weng didn't say a word with a gloomy face. He also turned into a yellow escape light and left the light curtain, but the nearby light reappeared. After gloomily looking at the direction of Han Li's departure, he suddenly stamped his feet and turned into a yellow light and shot in the opposite direction.

Although the man was injured internally, his escape was not slow. A mealman had appeared in the sky in a strange place, and the escape suddenly stopped.

, your breath is so chaotic! Did you fail to compete for the spiritual ground and get hurt? A familiar voice came out coldly, and then the green light flashed in the nearby void, and the large jade dragon flashed out. After looking at the man, he asked with a cold look in his eyes.

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