Chapter 169: Heavenly Thunder Punishment
"It's so dangerous! Thanks to my brother's timely reaction, what should I do now? Do you want to return immediately, but how should the commander explain it?"
"It doesn't matter, the most important thing now is to help Shumei form a Heavenly Punishment Thunder Array as soon as possible, as long as this formation is completed, even if the Demon of the Void Spirit Realm and the Fire Spirit Divine Power are against the sky, under the dual offensive of the two commanders and the formation, they will never be able to escape the fall. The order given by the Grand Commander is for the two of us to find an opportunity to kill this person, and then protect the Dharma for Shumei. Maybe the Great Commander had already seen that this person was not simple, so he just asked me to wait for the opportunity to move, if it was because he delayed the progress of the Great Array, once those two Void Spirit Realm opponents tossed up some mess, it would be really unforgivable. Whether he is fleeing for his life or deliberately luring the two of us here, a mere True Immortal Early Stage Cultivator, even if he has the ability, what kind of storm can he set off?" The white-robed young man's gaze fell below, and with the rustling of the mountain breeze blowing through the dense forest, his eyes flashed, and he said after thinking for dozens of breaths.
"Let's go!" After finishing speaking, the white-robed young man looked away and greeted the old man in green shirt, wanting to urge him to return.
At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from the dense forest below. "The two of you are so daring, you are going to give up?"
The man's voice fell into the ears of the white-robed young man and the old man in green shirt in mid-air with the mountain wind, the young man's face turned pale, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at the dense forest below, only to see a young man with his hands on his back on the top of a giant tree, looking at him with a calm face.
Seeing Han Li appear, the old man in the green shirt snorted coldly. "Hmph, you still dare to show up, Brother Qiu Qing, the two of us will get rid of him now, and then go back to help Sister Qiu Shu." With that, the old man raised his arms angrily, waved his hands, and the red gold light around him brightened several times. At the same time, the old man opened his mouth and spewed out a small black hammer covered with strange runes. The little hammer seemed to be quite spiritual, and as soon as Fang appeared, it slowly rotated around the old man.
"Slow down! don't act rashly!" the white-robed young man snorted softly, and raised one arm to block in front of the old man in green shirt. "This person is too eccentric, since he has escaped into the dense forest, if he does not have a backhand, he will never dare to come out rashly, this place is not suitable for a long time, go quickly!" Then, the white-robed young man shook his hand and returned with a retreat.
The old man in the green shirt was stunned when he heard this, so he had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart and urge the light to follow the white-robed young man. However, he still glanced at the dense forest below unwillingly, but seeing that the place where Han Li was standing was empty, he secretly screamed that something was not good, and couldn't help but call. "That man is gone, brother, be careful!"
When the white-robed young man, who was already nearly 10,000 feet away, heard this, his heart was shocked, and his mind swept over his body without noticing anything unusual. His complexion changed slightly, and he turned his head to look back, only to see that behind the old man in green shirt, a young man in green robe with gold and silver wings on his back and an ordinary face was standing quietly in the air with a calm face.
Seeing the white-robed young man looking over, the green-robed young man also looked at him intentionally as if he had a sense. The next moment, the wings behind the blue-robed young man suddenly crawled with countless thunderballs, and after a sound of arcing, they turned into an afterimage and disappeared. At this moment, the old man in the green shirt obviously noticed that something was wrong, and when he turned his head to look, he immediately saw the young man in the green robe whose figure was becoming blurred, and when he noticed the young man's eyes that were ancient and waveless, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
The old man forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, hurriedly guarded his mind, and at the same time, the words in his mouth began to be recited, and the golden runes on the small black hammer suddenly flashed. Then, a pitch-black giant hammer with a handle of more than 100 zhang in size, with golden runes circulating on it, suddenly appeared. As soon as the Giant Hammer Phantom Fang appeared, he didn't even need the old man's command to do anything, and roared towards a certain void on the old man's side.
The young man in the green robe was naturally Han Li, and from the time he appeared behind the old man to the time his figure disappeared again, it was only a breath or two. Moreover, the reaction of the old man in the green shirt was not slow, and knowing that the situation was not good, he hurriedly urged some kind of mysterious magic power of the pitch-black hammer.
"Bang" where the black giant hammer phantom struck, a golden fist shadow the size of a millstone appeared out of thin air, and the fist shadow slammed into the giant hammer phantom, and suddenly the golden mang exploded, the golden fist shadow was completely annihilated, and the giant hammer phantom only paused slightly, and then continued to shoot forward.
At the moment when the golden fist shadow appeared, Han Li's figure was also revealed. When he saw that the golden fist shadow was invincible to the giant hammer phantom and began to collapse, he sighed lightly, glanced at the pitch-black hammer in front of the old man in surprise, and took advantage of the stagnation of the pitch-black fist shadow, and his face disappeared in place again.
At this moment, a stout red gold pike practiced the afterimage left by Han Li through it. Three thousand zhang away, the white-robed young man raised his eyebrows and galloped towards the old man. Sensing that something was wrong, the white-robed young man immediately rushed to the place where the old man was.
Immediately after, Han Li reappeared behind the old man in the green shirt, and one arm silently stretched out to the old man's waist.
"Watch your back!" Seeing Han Li's movements, the white-robed young man hurriedly exclaimed.
The old man in the green shirt was undoubtedly aware of Han Li's danger as well, and after Fang Cai's blow missed, he recited the incantation without delay. At this moment, it happened that another pitch-black giant hammer phantom had condensed and took the initiative to sweep towards Han Li.
Han Li's palm flipped suddenly, and he grabbed the giant hammer phantom with his backhand, and a golden claw shadow shot out. At the same time, his other arm was raised, his sleeve robe shook, and several gray rays came out of his hand and shot towards the back of the old man in green shirt.
Then, as soon as Han Li stomped his foot, his figure shot backwards towards the rear, only to be attacked by the white-robed young man urging a pitch-black nail hammer phantom with a size of more than 100 zhang.
As soon as the hammer phantom missed, the direction turned sharply, and it attacked at Han Li. Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently brushed one hand from his waist and threw it towards the pitch-black mace phantom that was getting closer and closer, and a five-colored hill immediately swelled a hundred and ten times larger, colliding with the mace phantom.
Although it is not a physical thing, the power of the hammer phantom should not be underestimated, shaking the five-colored giant mountain uncontrollably. The glow of the sun was churning above the giant mountain, and countless wind blades slashed above the phantom of the hammer, and the roaring and cracking sound was great for a while. Yuanhe Wuji Mountain was forced back nearly a thousand zhang away by the nail hammer phantom before it stopped moving.
On the other hand, the old man in the green shirt was urging a swarthy giant hammer of more than 100 zhang to fight with several flying swords covered with gray and white crystal diamonds. Every time the flying sword slashed at the black giant hammer, a hole several inches deep appeared in the hammer body, but the next moment countless pitch-black runes appeared, and the giant hammer was immediately intact.
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