But something happened that the monk was too unexpected,

Although the ten fire filaments did not penetrate the golden phantom, they suddenly flashed with red light, and suddenly turned into a fierce and thick red fire chain, and the golden phantom was bound up with a lightning bolt.

Seeing this, the monk was stunned for a moment, and then raised his hand and flicked it into the air without thinking.

A white sword light flashed out from his fingertips, heading straight for the chain of fire and slashing at it.

After a pleasant crisp sound, the red and white light intertwined slightly, and Youguang was actually flicked away, but it was only a hole the size of a bean grain cut on the thick fire chain, and it could not be completely cut at all.

At this moment, the silver-robed monk's face sank.

He saw that the three-color firebird and the purple fire wave on the opposite side were about to sweep one after the other, and in a hurry, he suddenly stepped on the white lotus under his feet with one foot, and at the same time let out a long roar like a dragon's groan, and his two arms were solemn outward.

The huge golden shadow seemed to feel the anxiety in the monk's heart, and suddenly the whole body was full of golden light, and the huge body suddenly rose by half, becoming seven or eight feet huge, looking like it was about to break the fire in an instant.

But then something happened that made the monk's heart sink.

As the body of King Kong grew, the chain of fire also became larger, and it did not show any difficulty.

The monk pinched his hands again, and the golden phantom suddenly shrank and doubled in the aura. The chain of fire also shrank and thinned, like maggots on tarsal bones, entangled in the phantom, unable to get rid of.

At this moment, the silver-robed monk's face really changed greatly.

Seeing that the three-color firebird on the opposite side really flew nearby, he couldn't care about the phantom on his head for a while, and hurriedly threw the jade bottle in his hand into the air.

A silver bottle, after circling, the mouth of the bottle is aimed straight at the flying firebird, put down in the silver light, there is a burst of silence in the bottle, and then the seven-colored Buddha light shoots out from the mouth of the bottle, and directly towards the oncoming three-color firebird.

The firebird spewed three-colored flames from its mouth, and its wings spread out to break through these Buddha lights, and flew to the top of the silver-robed monk's head in one breath.

Immediately, as soon as the two came into contact, the Buddha's light curtain suddenly flowed and released, and under the seven-colored spiritual light kept turning, it actually wrapped the firebird in it, rolled it back, and took it into the bottle. The whole process is as easy as the clouds, and it seems that this bottle is the nemesis of the three-color firebird!

When the silver-robed monk saw this, his expression was relieved, but he immediately rushed into the silver bottle in the air.

This treasure trembled, and once again spewed out a large stream of Buddha light. This time, the target was the purple wave of fire that was rolling after the firebird.

It seems that he plans to use this treasure to also put the violet extreme fire into the bottle.

But at this moment, there was a faint "explosion" word on the opposite side, and the silver vial that was originally suspended in front of him suddenly shook violently, and the surface of the bottle was uneven, and at the same time, in the early silver light flashed wildly, there was a roar like thunder faintly in the bottle, and the sound became louder and louder.

"Not good!"

The silver-robed monk first swept the silver bottle with his divine thoughts, and then discovered something amazing, and suddenly lost his voice. Immediately, seeing this high monk of the Lei Yin Sect, the white lotus under his feet flickered again, and the person disappeared in a flash on the lotus.

Only a large lotus flower of several feet that rotated slowly and kept was left in the void, and a golden phantom imprisoned in the sky.

And at the same time as the monk golden cicada shed its shell, the silver vial let out an earth-shattering roar in the flash of spiritual light, and completely burst open.

A three-color halo emerges in the void where the silver screen disappears!

As soon as the three-color rune flowed slightly, the volume of the halo soared several times at once, and the white lotus and the Vajra phantom in the air were all submerged in it.

The golden phantom was encircled in the air by a circle of fire chains, and it was impossible to move and dodge at all. Therefore, although the phantom was slightly supported in the three-colored flames, it still snorted. After a sound, it collapsed and dissolved like a bubble and dissolved into nothing. As for the white lotus, it was even more impossible, as soon as Fang was covered by the three-colored flames, he immediately vaporized.

More than 30 zhang away, in another place, a white light flashed, and the figure of a silver-robed monk emerged. But at the moment when the Vajra Phantom was destroyed, his face suddenly turned pale several times, and a small mouthful of essence blood spurted out from his mouth, and Si Shi's pale golden skin suddenly darkened a lot, and he looked like he had damaged a lot of vitality.

That Vajra phantom turned out to be like a natal magic weapon, and it had a lot to do with the qi, heart, spirit, and blood!

Han Li's expressionless hand urged the Dharma to move, and the purple fire wave rolling behind him suddenly changed direction, and suddenly a purple fire python more than ten zhang long appeared, and pounced on the silver-robed monk who had escaped with white beads in its mouth.

Before he pounced in front of the monk, the cold wind rose nearby, and the temperature dropped to the extreme, giving people a strange feeling that the space in all directions was about to be condensed.

The white light flashed under the feet of the silver-robed monk, and out of thin air, a lotus flower was the same as before, and his feet did not move, but after flashing a few times on the lotus, he retreated more than ten zhang at once, and at the same time let out a bitter laugh from his mouth:

"Stop! there's no need to compete, Han Daoyou really has great powers, and the old man is willing to bow down!"

As soon as the silver-robed monk and Han Li formally fought like this, they took the initiative to admit defeat, and Si Shiqi's eyes stared at the place in the air where the silver screen was destroyed, and his face couldn't help but be full of pity.

That silver screen was not easy for him to get his hands on back then, and a top-level treasure of Buddhism was destroyed in a competition, which really made him feel very depressed. How dare you continue to fight,

What's more, although neither side looked like they were going all out, but Han Li's divine power was obviously on top of it, and he was naturally reluctant to fight anymore because he was injured.

Hearing this, Han Li's eyes flickered a few times before he smiled and waved into the distance.

The purple fire python's body suddenly froze, and after a roll, it turned into a cluster of purple flames and disappeared, only the white bead was left suspended in the air, and then under the urging of Han Li's divine thoughts, this treasure and the fire chain that had also been reduced to the original form of the fire wire shot back together.

These two treasures finally flashed a few times, and then disappeared into Han Li's body in an instant.

Han Li clasped his fists at the monk opposite him with both hands, said calmly, and conceded, and after that, the person slowly fell.

At the gate of the hall, Han Li was naturally greeted with awe-struck eyes.

Although he was also a dog cultivator, as soon as Han Licai made a serious move, he injured the Yuan Zhi monk so easily, I am afraid that everyone below, including Su Ku, was very unexpected.

Even the young Flame Bamboo Monk, after looking at Han Li at this moment, couldn't help but show a trace of unnatural color, and he didn't have the calmness he had before.

"The battle between the two Taoist friends really opened the eyes of the Chinese library. I really hope that Cang will be able to advance to this realm one day in the future! Since Han Daoyou has won, the master of this pavilion will naturally not lose his words with others, so I will ask someone to go and take the ring to refine the secret technique in the subspace. Although the silver-robed monk was defeated by Han Li, this Heavenly Machine Pavilion Pavilion Master was full of smiles, without the slightest hint of frustration, but took the initiative to mention the matter without waiting for Han Li to speak.

"Then there is the Lord of the Lao Pavilion. Han Li replied with a faint smile.

"Yes, I immediately took out a token from my body, handed it to a monk beside me, and gave a few careful orders."

The man immediately held the token in both hands and hurried out of the place, shooting straight to the ground below.

In addition to the Heavenly Machine Hall in mid-air, there are naturally many pavilions on the ground, all of which are exquisite, and there are faint people haunting. But these people seemed to have been ordered a long time ago, even if there was a great cultivator battle between Han Li and the silver-robed monk just now, no one below would really dare to show their faces.

The man who flew away with the token disappeared into an attic below.

Han Li withdrew his gaze at this time, and at this moment, the silver-robed monk also fell from the sky after breathing a little in the air, and was taking out a white pill from his sleeve, pouring out a fiery red pill, and taking it into his abdomen.

"Master Yuan Zhi, is it okay?" Han Li naturally greeted.

"It's okay, just take the pill and recuperate for a few months. It's Han Daoyou, the feather fan in your hand is not an ordinary treasure. I, the Arhat Golden Body, will not be in a big deal if I pay for it with the top-level magic weapon hitting it. But he couldn't block the light blow of this fan. It doesn't seem to be a real Lingbao, but it should be an imitation of a certain Lingbao. With this fan in hand, I'm afraid that few people in the human world will dare to take a hard blow from Daoyou. Monk Yuan Zhi saw Han Li looking at him, but this great cultivator of the Lei Yin Sect smiled at Han Li disapprerovitly, and the half-dream hand hit didn't seem to care about the injury in Han Li's hands at all, but asked with a comfortable expression.

"The master is really a good eye, and this treasure is indeed an imitation of the spirit treasure. Han Li smiled and replied unconcernedly.

When the monk heard this, a smile appeared on his originally indifferent face, and when he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, the bitter man next to him took the words first.

"Two Taoist friends, if you have anything to say, you may wish to discuss it in detail in the hall, and in addition, I just got a bottle of spiritual wine from the ancient times, Jinlong Yin" It is said that ordinary monks drink a sip, which is enough to withstand the penance of the moon and the moon, but the most important thing is that the taste of this wine is absolutely wonderful and indescribable. A few Taoist friends, you might as well taste one or two together. The fat old man rubbed his hands and said with a grin.

At this moment, Cang Ku seems to be a hospitable old farmer, how can he still have the slightest appearance of the lord of a pavilion.

"Jinlong Yin, the poor monk has heard of this spirit wine. It is said that it is made from several strange fruits that have become extinct in the human world, and it is said that this wine is extremely fragrant, far from being comparable to the current spirit wine. Hehe, don't be surprised. Although Lao Qu has a Buddhist body, he still has some difficulty giving up the things in this cup. Back then, the bitter Taoist friend used dozens of jars of ancient spirit wine to lure the old monk to be this guest elder. However, Han Daoyou, don't treat Lao Wei as a wine and meat monk because of this. The rest of the precepts are still to be observed by the poor monks. Yuan Zhi was overjoyed when he heard this, and then he saw Han Li's gaze a little stunned, and then he said half-jokingly, with a lot of goodwill in his tone!

Han Li's heart moved when he heard this, but he smiled and said nothing.

The group walked into the main hall again,

(This is yesterday's second update!I'm sorry, we suddenly had a high fever last night, and after taking medicine, it was better, and now this chapter is finally out.) Rest assured, today's chapter will still be guaranteed and will not be interrupted!)