Chapter 2337 Eight Ghosts Eat Buddhas

"If the younger generation can stand here, he is naturally also a member of the business alliance. It is the order of Lord Biying, the deacon of Xuetian, who came to invite Elder Han to talk about it." The cold and gorgeous woman replied respectfully.

"Bi Ying? Although it is the first time I have heard of this name, since he is the general manager of your alliance on this continent, he is also a famous person in Xuetian. Do you have anything important to ask me? After Han Li's eyes flashed slightly, he asked a question.

At this time, why didn't he know the news that he had arrived here? Mingzun must have leaked it to this side, otherwise how could the other party "block" himself so exactly?

"This junior doesn't know. The younger generation was just ordered to invite the senior to come over. If Elder Han has anything to ask, he can find Lord Biying in person. The cold and gorgeous woman replied without thinking.

"Hey hey, your friend asked you to invite me. Didn't you explain anything else? I'm sure that Han will promise to meet you." Han Li sneered when he heard the words.

"Before the younger generation came over, Lord Bi gave something to the younger generation and asked me to hand it over to the seniors." After a strange color flashed on the cold and gorgeous woman's face, she said so.

"One thing? Take it out and let me have a look. Han Li's eyes narrowed.

"Yes, senior, please take a look." The cold and gorgeous woman shook her sleeves without hesitation, and immediately took out a pair of bright red blood-like scrolls from it and handed them with both hands.

Han Li made a move with one hand, and the blood-red scroll flashed into his hand. After sweeping it up again, he frowned slightly, but did not hesitate to open it.

In the open scroll, there is a dark ink-like picture of the eight ghosts devouring Buddha.

The ferocious evil spirits of eight blue-faced fangs, either with their teeth and claws, or holding bone fork sticks, surrounded a monk with a blurred face, as if the monk's body would be swallowed up the next moment, which can be said to be lifelike.

Han Li grabbed both ends of the scroll and looked at the evil spirit picture. His face remained unchanged, but he was a little strange in his heart. He didn't know what the blue shadow meant by letting him see such a picture.

At this moment, with a "pop" sound, a trace of blood suddenly flew out of the surface of the scroll and went straight to Han Li.

Han Li was slightly stunned, and his mind swept away the blood in an instant. After meditating a little, he did not dodge, let him sweep his figure inside, and was pulled into the picture in a flash.

Standing next to

, Xuehu Guoer and others were shocked to see this situation.

After the face of huā Shi Laozu changed, his shoulders shook, and suddenly several black gas spewed out from behind, directly transforming into a dark python more than ten feet long, and stared at the cold and gorgeous woman fiercely.

If the other party has a little other action, it will immediately drive the python to attack.

"Don't panic, Taoist friends. Elder Han has nothing to do. This is just that Lord Biying summoned it into the picture with a wisp of distraction for the sake of secrecy, and it will come out in half a while." The cold and gorgeous woman waved her hand to the ancestor of Huā Shi and said calmly.

"Is that true? If there is anything wrong with Han Shi in it, don't blame him for being ruthless. Huā Shi Laozu was a little suspicious and said harshly.

"If Elder Han doesn't come out later, just find a concubine for a few Taoist friends." The cold woman smiled and said, "Brother, the other party doesn't seem to lie. Let's wait. With the magic power of Elder Han, even if something really happens, it will never be dangerous. After a few flashes of blood's eyes, he also said slowly.

Huā Shi Laozu thought this was reasonable, so he put away the python on his head and stood aside with a gloomy face and said no words.

Zhu Guoer, who was beside him, looked worriedly at the ghost map suspended in the air.

At this moment, this strange picture has long been shrouded in blood-red light. With a touch of people's thoughts, they are immediately rebounded and can't penetrate into it at all.

Even from this strange picture, bursts of blood drifted out of it.

The remaining aliens not far away were all in their hearts when they saw this situation. After a few more hurried conversations, they flew away from here one after another, looking like they were afraid of being involved in it.

It was the round-faced man who claimed to be Fang Jin, who kept looking at this side with a smile.

At the same time, in a mysterious space in the evil ghost picture, Han Li frowned slightly and looked at an old monk in gray robe who closed his eyes and meditated in front of him.

Judging from the costume, this monk was the person in the painting surrounded by eight ghosts who had seen from the evil spirit picture.

It's just that the monk is motionless at this moment, just like a wood carving.

The monk is here, where is the evil spirit?

Han Li turned his mind and glanced around.

I saw that the surroundings were only more than ten feet away, full of thick blood-colored fog.

In the surging blood, a faint trace of evil spirit came out of it, and when the divine mind was slightly touched, it was like touching something strangely cold.

Han Li couldn't help but feel a trace of surprise on his face.

At this moment, a loud roar came from the blood fog, and then the fog rumbled out of eight ferocious evil spirits more than ten feet high.

These evil spirits are all half-length red, surrounded by animal skins, and the body surface is full of strange ghost lines, and the head has strange horns. As soon as Fang walks away the bleeding fog, he immediately surrounds Han Lituan.

"Biying Taoist friend, what does this mean?" Han Li's face darkened, and he suddenly turned his head and said coldly to the monk.

"Oh, how did Han Daoyou know that someone Bi is here?" The monk's body trembled slightly, and he really opened his eyes. His eyes were cloudy, as if he had not yet woken up.

"Taoist friends joked. Although Han has not been advanced to Mahayana for a long time, how can he not have seen this kind of thought-giving skill? I thought that the Taoist friend would show the magic weapon, and there was something secret to discuss, so that the Taoist friend would cast a spell and pull it into it. Now when I see these ghosts, it doesn't seem to look like it. Han Li said lightly.

"Han Daoyou, don't misunderstand. There are indeed some things to tell the Taoist friends in, but this matter is important. The old man must first verify whether the Taoist friends are really qualified to know this matter. Although these eight transformed Huangquan ghost kings are not strong, the manipulated Huangquan underworld wind is a real original. As long as the ordinary practitioner is stained with a trace, the flesh will melt the bones and turn into yin and water. Even if ordinary Mahayana Taoist friends encounter this thing, they can only retreat one or two and dare not break through. As long as Taoist friends can come and go in the yin wind of Huangquan, and can persist for a quarter of an hour without any treasure magic weapon, they will pass the test. After that, when the old man arrived, he would definitely apologize for the tea and tell everything truthfully. If it can't be done, the old man can only send his Taoist friend to make a picture, when everything has never happened. The monk said with a blank face.

Almost at the same time, after the eight evil spirits roared, a big mouth, the dark gloomy wind suddenly gushed out of it, turned into a huge wind wall, blocked the nearby void tightly, and went straight to Han Li.

"Huangquan Mingfeng, don't need any magic weapon to stay in it for a quarter of an hour! Somewhat interesting! It's not enough, but it's too small. Han Li looked at the rolling gloomy wind, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he immediately said as if nothing had happened.

With a "boom".

I didn't see Han Li's magic casting. At the moment when the black wind rolled in front of him, a layer of golden glow suddenly appeared on the surface of his body.

Those black winds and far away have been stopped one after another, and they are abruptly fixed in the same place by these golden lights, and they can no longer get close to the front.

"Sure enough, it's magical. But Taoist friends should not take it too lightly. This yellow spring yin wind is strong when it is strong, and weak when it is weak, but it is not just this power. Seeing this, the monk's pupils shrank slightly, but he continued to say with no expression in his mouth.

"Is that right? If the Huangquan Yinfeng is so weird, Han will be happy to see it for a while. Han Li looked at the black gloomy wind not far away and said faintly.

At the moment when he finished speaking, the gloomy wind suddenly burst out, and an incredible huge force gushed out of the wind.

As soon as the golden light released from Han Li's [body] touched this huge force, it was squeezed back in a strange sound.

Although he only retreated about half a foot, he was resisted by the golden light, but it also made Han Li's eyes flash.

"These Huangquan Yinfeng are really interesting. I will charge some for research. Taoist friends won't care." Han Li suddenly said like this.

"Oh, if you really have such a great power, just take away these gloomy winds. I have a lot of this thing in my hand. The monk was a little surprised when he heard the words, but immediately replied with a low smile.

"If the Taoist friend said so, Han is not polite." Han Li smiled and made a decision with one hand.

With a "pop", the golden halo flashed behind Han Li's back, and a golden figure with three heads and six arms condensed out of thin air.

This method is more than ten feet high, with countless golden runes all over his body, and it emits an amazing light that can't be seen directly. As soon as Fang appeared, he immediately raised six arms, and at the same time, he said the words in his mouth.

With a "boom", six golden ball of light flashed out in the palm of his hand and ejected in the crazy surge, and instantly condensed into a ball in front of Han Li, transforming into a huge golden whirlpool.

"Receive"

Han Li rushed to the void with one finger, and there was a little dignified cry in his mouth.

The whirlpool suddenly roared, and countless golden runes floated out of it, and several huge suctions rolled out.

Amazing scene appeared.

Those seemingly fierce yin winds, after touching the suction in the whirlpool, seem to encounter the nemesis and turn into a wind column.

Ses of the black wind column rolled into the golden whirlpool, as if thousands of rivers had never returned.

The huge black wind wall was sucked up in a blink of an eye, and there was little left.

Even the eight-headed evil spirit, who tried his best to spit out the black wind, was pulled by this suction, could not stand firm and approach the golden vortex, looking like he could not break free at all.