Chapter 1170

While the Qing Yuan race member was shocked, he steeled his heart and a hint of viciousness flashed through his eyes.

If they were to lose in a competition of strength, it would be a complete disgrace to their tribe, and they would not be able to face their own people anymore.

With a loud shout, a blood-red light flashed in his eyes, and the two sharp horns on his head suddenly extended. The muscles on his body also began to bulge rapidly, and the veins on his body swelled. His entire body doubled in size once again.

"Go to hell …"

Qing Yuan let out a roar and slammed his fist down. Strands of blood-red mist seeped out from the tip of his fist, and the power contained within it increased tenfold.

As a result, Han Li was forced to lower his body by the immense force that was exerting upon him.

However, lightning flashed through his eyes again, and he stomped on the ground with both feet that had sunk deep into the ground. With a burst of strength, he shot upward like a lightning spear, knocking aside the Qing Yuan clansman's fist.

His body flickered and he suddenly appeared high in the sky. He spread his arms like an eagle spreading its wings.

In the next instant, thunder boomed in the sky. Silver lightning rained down like a torrential rain. An incomparably huge figure swooped down and smashed into the Qing Yuan race member.

Just as he had stabilized himself after being struck by Han Li, he was greeted by the sight of a massive Silver-Winged Lightning Bird crashing down from above like a mountain, crashing into his body with unstoppable force.

BOOM!

This attack was powerful and heavy, and it was accompanied by waves of powerful lightning. The Qing Yuan race member was directly smashed into the ground. His body was struck by tens of thousands of lightning bolts, causing his flesh to split open and his skin to be scorched black.

He fell straight to the ground. His limbs moved a few times as if he wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move at all.

After unleashing this attack, Han Li's body abruptly shrunk back into his human form. Lightning flashed as he returned to the side of his beast-drawn carriage, where he expressionlessly looked at the Qing Yuan being who had collapsed to the ground.

Although the Qing Yuan race member's flesh was torn and his injuries were not light, it was actually not serious. From this, it could be seen how powerful the Qing Yuan race member's physique was.

Han Li had no intention of taking his life. It was enough for him to be in such a sorry state.

The Qing Yuan being struggled for a moment before the numbness slowly receded from his body. He slowly sat up from the crater in the ground, and when he looked at Han Li again, the disdain in his eyes had completely disappeared, replaced with shock and incredulity.

"How satisfying, how satisfying!"

"Wasn't this fellow quite arrogant before? Why isn't he acting arrogant now?"

"I say, this Thunder Roc Race senior is so powerful and low-key. It seems he's a hidden expert. I wonder which elder he is?"

All of the surrounding cultivators faltered momentarily upon seeing this before erupting into raucous cheers. All of them were booing the Qing Yuan Race's name, and all of them were looking at Han Li with reverence in their eyes.

Sang Tu and Cloud Leopard were even more excited. The way they looked at Han Li had changed, and the dissatisfaction they had for Han Li had already disappeared.

From their point of view, the fact that he could so easily beat the Qing Yuan race member, who was famous for his strength, to the point that he could not get up after such a long time was enough to show how extraordinary he was.

When Han Li saw that the other party had no intention of fighting again, he slowly turned around and walked back to his carriage.

Right at this moment, the jeers from the crowd suddenly came to an abrupt halt. Han Li's brows furrowed as he turned to look at the source of the commotion.

He saw another Qing Yuan race member, who was dressed in copper armor but had half his body exposed, walk out from the city gate. He was a size larger than the previous one, and his aura was even more stable. He was at least comparable to a peak Primordial Unity cultivator.

"Qing Chong, you piece of trash. You've really embarrassed us," the man said in a hoarse voice.

"Brother, I …"

"Scram!"

Before the Qing Yuan tribesman, who was called Qing Cha, could say anything, he was slapped across the face by that person, sending him flying.

"Brother … Qing Chong's brother, could that person be the new blood of the Qing Yuan race?" Someone exclaimed.

"That's right. That person must be the purest successor of the Zhuyan bloodline in the past million years. He's also the next chief of the Qing Yuan race," someone exclaimed.

"Hehe, this is going to be interesting!"

"Shh, be gentle. I heard that this person has a bad temper. If you don't want to be killed, take it easy."

Han Li could not help but frown as he listened to the chatter around him.

"My brother might be a piece of trash, but he's not someone anyone can beat.

Since he can't win back the face of the Qing Yuan race, I'll do it for him as his brother.

Tell me, do you want a winner or a life and death battle? "Qing Chong asked with a calm expression.

Han Li felt gloomy. After beating the little one, the big one came. After beating the big one, would the old one come?

He had something he had to do, and he couldn't stand this endless entanglement.

"Forget it, I'll be more direct. How do you want to die?" Qing Chong added when he saw that Han Li was not speaking. The muscles on his arms tightened and his veins bulged.

Han Li's eyes narrowed as he heard this and his expression suddenly turned cold.

He stood with his hands behind his back. His palms crackled under his sleeves and tiny silver arcs of lightning danced endlessly.

The surrounding crowd had completely quieted down and their attention was focused on the two. They wanted to see how many moves the rumored Qing Chong would take to kill this Thunder Roc Clan descendant.

Sang Tu and Cloud Leopard did not even dare to breathe loudly. Cold sweat dripped from their foreheads and they seemed to be hesitating about whether or not they should take this opportunity to flee.

After all, from their point of view, although Han Li was strong, he was definitely not a match for the next leader of the Qing Yuan race. If their two small clans were to offend him, they would not be able to bear the consequences.

Just as the atmosphere in front of the city gates was tense and a conflict was about to break out, a clear voice suddenly broke the tension. "Hey, Big Brother, isn't that Brother Stone …"

Han Li was surprised to hear this familiar voice and immediately looked in the direction of the entrance.

He saw a pretty girl in a snow-white skirt with a lithe and graceful figure jumping over. Her beautiful and flawless face seemed to carry a natural charm, causing everyone present to unconsciously swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Even Qing Chong could not shift his gaze away the moment his eyes fell on the girl.

However, the young woman's eyes were glowing brightly and filled with a pure smile. Her eyes were filled with Han Li's reflection, and there was no room for anyone else around her.

"Le Er …" Han Li's eyebrows arched as he called out with a smile.

In the next instant, a fragrant wind greeted his nostrils and a soft and delicate body appeared in Han Li's arms.

When the surrounding people saw this scene, their eyes were almost spitting fire. They were extremely jealous of Han Li and the good impression they had of him because he defeated Qing Chong was instantly wiped out.

This girl was naturally none other than the little fox, Liu Le Er, who depended on Han Li in the Spirit Huan Domain.

"Big Brother, why are you here?

Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have gone to welcome you! "

"I sensed your aura in the city just now, but it was only faintly discernible so I couldn't be sure. I came here with the mentality of a fluke, but I didn't think it would really be you." Liu Le Er was extremely excited and her tone was very hurried.

Han Li held her shoulders and pushed her away slightly. After looking her up and down, he nodded and said with a smile, "You've really grown up. You're no longer the little girl who rode on my neck …"

When Liu Le Er heard this, she remembered the past and could not help but blush.

This scene fell into the eyes of the crowd and caused them to be even more intoxicated. This girl clearly did not use any bewitching techniques, but they still felt as if they had drunk immortal wine and their minds were in turmoil.

"Where did this little girl come from? Hurry up and get out of my way." Chao Ren was stunned on the spot for a moment before he suppressed the thoughts in his mind and shouted angrily.

When Han Li heard this, he was also slightly angered. Not to mention that he was provoked for no reason, blocking the way for half a day would only attract more onlookers. Once a Grand Heavenly Immortal appeared, his identity would definitely be exposed.

Just as he was about to step forward and get rid of the trouble here, Liu Le Er suddenly stretched out a slender jade hand and held his arm.

Then, she walked past Han Li and came in front of him and gracefully bowed to Chao Ren.

"You're a fellow Daoist from the Qing Yuan Clan, right?

You should recognize this thing, right? "

As soon as Liu Le Er finished speaking, she flipped her palm and a palm-sized round scale appeared in the center of her palm.

She waved the thing in her hand so that Chao Ren could see it more clearly.

Han Li glanced at it and saw that the scale was completely snow-white, and there were layers of ripples on its surface. He could not help but raise his brows slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He realized that the thing that Li Qima gave him after leaving the Tower of Time Secret Realm was exactly the same as this thing.

Not only him, but when the surrounding people saw and recognized this thing, they bowed one after another, and there were even people who directly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

This made Han Li feel even more shocked.

"This is the token of the True Spirit King, why do you have it?

Could it be … "After bowing, Chao Ren could not help but ask.

"Yes, I am from the Heavenly Fox Clan." Liu Le Er smiled brightly and said.

"Le Er, what is this scale?

Why does it look so rare … "Han Li asked through voice transmission.

"Big Brother, this Transformation Feather Scale is the unique token of the True Spirit King, and there are only seven of them in the world. It represents the True Spirit King's trust. The Heavenly Fox Clan has followed the True Spirit King for a long time, and we have made great contributions, so we were rewarded with one.

The Old Ancestor favors me, so he has always let me carry it with me, "Liu Le Er explained through voice transmission.

When Han Li heard this, he was even more puzzled. Why would Li Qima give such an important thing to him?