As soon as the diao eyebrow man Yuanying saw the black slit appear, he flicked five or six times at the black bell and the void.

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

After so many bells, the black crack had opened into a semi-circular opening, and the black gas inside was filled with black gas, and the wind was gusting, and it was impossible to see the slightest bit

"Quack!"

A strange and strange smile suddenly came from Tan Mian.

Han Li's pupils shrank, and the golden light on his body shone brightly, and at the same time, the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light also rose by half a bit, protecting himself tightly.

In the face of Lingbao-level treasures, he also didn't dare to make a small cone.

At this moment, a strange scene appeared.

Suddenly, knotted black threads appeared around Han Li, spinning around his body, but they didn't have the slightest intention of stepping forward to attack.

Han Li was stunned for a moment, and before he could understand what kind of spell this was, the black silk suddenly changed and condensed, turning into a bird-colored light array. It just trapped Han Li in it.

"It's not flattering!" Han Li was startled, a gray light flashed on his body, and he swept towards this magic circle.

But apparently it was too late.

The light of the black magic circle flashed, and after Han Li spun around, the whole person, along with Ju Ding and Jin Lian, disappeared in place at the same time.

The next moment, his figure staggered, and the person suddenly appeared in a strange space, with four pillars of black shadows, and the ghost cried loudly.

He was photographed directly into the black crack.

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

At the same time, the man with hanging eyebrows outside, Yuan Ying, hurriedly urged the black bell again.

Suddenly, in the ringing of the bell, the open entrance of the crack slowly closed together, and the last flash turned into a faint black line more than ten zhang long, suspended in the air.

Immediately, the infant flashed and returned to his physical body.

The body of the man with hanging eyebrows opened his eyes and showed a sinister smile.

The black crack is a space opened up by the Thousand Soul Bell alone, although it is called "Thousand Souls", but there are all kinds of Yin Souls in it, not 100,000 but also 8,000, and all the Yin Souls are collected from the spirits of some special demon beasts that were extremely vicious before their deaths, and then they have been specially refined by secret methods, and the degree of ferocity is not inferior to how much they were alive.

And one of the main souls in the Thousand Soul Bell was even a heaven and earth spirit beast in the middle stage of the god transformation before his death. By chance, he was sacrificed by his master to become the main soul of this treasure.

With the cooperation of other Yin Souls, this main soul can be multiplied even more. And there are some special prohibitions in this space, and the monks who are ingested into it, as long as they are not the body of the Yin Soul, have a lot of mana restrictions.

Therefore, the monks in the late stage of the transformation of the gods were among them, and most of them were also fierce and unlucky.

Outside the light curtain, the golden-armored monk stared at the faint black line suspended in the air, his eyes flickered a few times, and he didn't make any move.

The man with the eyebrows sat down cross-legged in the void, waiting for the fierce spirits in the Yin Soul Space to devour Han Li inside, so as to end the battle.

After a full cup of tea, the black bell in the air suddenly burst into a rush, flooding a strange black glow, and at the same time, there were bursts of buzzing from inside, which was long and short, and it looked extremely weird.

Although the man with the hanging eyebrows and this treasure can't be connected with his heart, he doesn't know how this vision appears, but he is also confused, and he doesn't know what happened.

The black bell screamed, and the huge phantom that was originally released from the body suddenly shattered, and then turned into a trace of black gas and disappeared into the body of the Thousand Soul Bell, and in the blink of an eye, it was all gone.

"Impossible, the main soul has been destroyed. The man with the eyebrows finally figured out what was going on and was shocked.

At this moment, in a void above his head, a black light suddenly pierced out of a silent hole, and a fist-sized hole appeared out of thin air.

In a flash of inspiration, a cyan light poured out of the hole, and in a flash it turned into a figure suspended there.

The man with the eyebrows was also a monk in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, as if he sensed something, and suddenly raised his head to look at it. But when it was too late, the figure just moved, and disappeared in place, and the next moment, after a series of afterimages, the figure silently and strangely appeared behind the man with hanging eyebrows.

With a loud shout, the shocked man's ears buzzed, and with the fierce wind, a golden fist struck with it.

"Ahh

The man with the eyebrows shook in shock, and his body shattered like a mirror, and seven or eight phantoms were conjured up at once, and at the same time he fled in all directions.

"Hmph, I want to go!", this figure was naturally Han Li. He snorted coldly all his life, and the fist he sacrificed was slightly blurred, and he actually conjured up seven or eight ordinary fist shadows with a few "poofs", and each fist shadow accurately hit the phantom's vest.

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

With a "bang", the silver light shield only froze its fist slightly, and it shattered in an instant.

The golden fist slammed into the man's back without hesitation.

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

With a loud bang, the golden light and blue light intertwined, and the fist slammed into the battle armor.

Under the Qingguang earthquake, his fist sank deep into Min's inch, and the man with hanging eyebrows screamed, and the whole person flew out.

Han Li's heart froze, he clearly sensed that his punch contained great power, and most of it was slid down by the green armor like a loach, and only a small half of the blow was solid on the battle armor.

Otherwise, this punch can penetrate this armor and directly make the man with hanging eyebrows unable to hold it on the spot.

The moment he was photographed by the Thousand Soul Bell and arrived at the Yin Soul Space, Han Li finally sensed the other party's killing intent, and this dissecting attack was naturally ruthless.

Now that a punch has not achieved complete success, although he was surprised in his heart, he immediately shook his figure, and the person appeared ghostly in the sky above the man with hanging eyebrows, grabbed the void with one hand, and suddenly a golden long sword with a length of a foot appeared in his hand, and with a shake, he was about to slash down.

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

"Don't do it, I'll throw in the towel!"

When Han Li heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, but the long sword in his hand swung down as if he were blind, and suddenly a golden sword qi rolled downward, showing no mercy.

With the sharpness of the Qingqing Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, even if the other party has the green armor to protect himself, he will definitely be cut in two.

The nearby space fluctuated, and suddenly a yellow glow flew out, and the man with hanging eyebrows was rolled up like lightning, and in a flash, he disappeared in vain.

Even though the golden sword qi was not slow, it still slashed into the void.

Han Li's expression moved, his gaze swept around, and he saw that more than twenty zhang away from the void, a cloud of yellow mangs suddenly burst out, and then two figures appeared strangely in the yellow mang.

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

The Scarface Monk had no expression on his face, while the man surnamed Weng had a pale face, a bloody stain on the battle armor on his chest, and looked at Han Li with a look of resentment.

It seemed that under Han Li's blow, even though Qing Ming Jia had unloaded most of his strength, he still ended up spitting blood from his mouth and suffering internal injuries. The fist marks on the battle armor on its back are even more clearly visible.

Han Li's gaze swept over the man surnamed Weng, and there was no discoloration on his face, but after the long sword in his hand disappeared in a flash, he gave a salute to the golden-armored monk.

"Thank you seniors for making a move, otherwise the junior almost hurt Weng Daoyou just now!" Han Li said solemnly.

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

Han Li couldn't stop just now, he was clearly moved by the murderous intent, and he wanted to kill him with a single sword.

When Monk Scarface heard this, the color on his face flashed, and there was an expression in his eyes that seemed to be smiling, but he said lightly in the air:

"It's normal to be unable to stop in a fight, it's nothing. This time in the battle for the spiritual land, Weng Daoyou took the initiative to admit defeat, and the winner was naturally Han Daoyou. This spiritual land will belong to Han Daoyou. Do you two have any objections!" Han Li smiled slightly, naturally he would not refute anything, but the man surnamed Weng was full of unwillingness, but his lips moved slightly, and in the end, he still didn't say anything~

Seeing that neither of them had anything else to say, Monk Scarface nodded, stretched out his hand at Han Liyi, and ordered:

"Bring your green pendant!"

Hearing this, Han Li flipped his palm without hesitation, and the cyan jade pendant appeared in his hand in a flash, and then threw it to the other party.

With a move of his hand, the golden-armored monk grabbed the jade pendant out of thin air, and at the same time, a thumb-sized emerald green spar that had been prepared in his other hand was placed on the jade pendant, and it disappeared into it immediately.

"Okay, the Spirit Land Mark has been injected into your Qing Ming Pei, unless you take the initiative to give up this Spirit Land in the future, you are not eligible to participate in the Spirit Land Competition once in a hundred years in the future.

Now you two can get out of here. The next one is about to start.

As soon as Monk Scarface returned the jade pendant to Han Li, he waved his hand, telling the two of them to leave this place immediately. At this time, the white light curtain around him had cracked an exit at some point.

Han Li didn't say much anymore, and as soon as he clenched his fist, the person turned into a green rainbow that immediately flew out from the exit, flashed a few times, and then disappeared without a trace.

And the monk surnamed Weng had a gloomy face and said nothing, he also turned into a yellow light and left the light curtain, but he reappeared in the light nearby, and after glancing gloomily in the direction Han Li left, he suddenly stomped his foot and turned into a cloud of yellow light and shot away in the opposite direction.

Although this person was injured internally, he was not slow to escape, and Mrs. Mealworker had already appeared in the air in a strange place, and suddenly stopped.

"Why, your aura is so chaotic! Could it be that you failed to fight for the spiritual land and were injured?" A familiar voice came out coldly, and then the emerald light flashed in the nearby void, and the jade dragon that was a little big appeared in a flash, and after looking at the man's eyes, he asked with a cold look in his eyes.