Chapter 811

"I'm sorry, the situation was urgent just now. Although I found something strange, it was too late to stop." Han Li said apologetically and raised his hand again.

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver flame flew out and landed beside him. With a "crash", a body fell from it. It was the dark-faced old man.

His broken body had been pieced back together, but his aura was weak.

The dark-faced old man seemed to be under some kind of restriction. He was lying on the ground, unable to move. He looked at Han Li and Shi Chuankong with hatred.

The silver flame condensed and turned into an Essence Flame Firebird. In a flash, it entered Han Li's body.

Shi Chuankong ignored Han Li's words and looked at the dark-faced old man on the ground with a complicated expression. Then, he turned his eyes and stared at the yellow-robed man not far away.

"Your Excellency has good eyesight. You can deduce so much with just a few scattered clues. I admire you." The yellow-robed man looked at Han Li from head to toe and clapped his hands with a smile.

As he spoke, the yellow light on his face quickly drifted away, revealing the face below.

This person wore a half-silver mask that covered the left half of his face. The right half of his face was exposed, and his skin was fair and smooth. He looked like a Youth in his mid-twenties.

Upon closer inspection, this half of his face was covered with makeup. His cheeks were bright red, and his lips were also red. He looked neither male nor female. It was very strange.

"Hua Jing, it's you!" Shi Chuankong seemed to recognize this person and shouted.

Then, his body suddenly trembled, and his eyes became bloodshot. He looked like he was in extreme pain. His aura was violently chaotic, and there was a faint sign that he was going to explode.

Han Li frowned and appeared beside Shi Chuankong in a flash. He waved his hand and a green light entered Shi Chuankong's body.

The chaotic aura on Shi Chuankong's body immediately calmed down. The bloodshot in his eyes faded, and his expression became calm.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, I understand how you feel, but now is not the time to be grieving. This man is quite powerful, and his laws are very strange... You seem to recognize him. Do you know anything about him?" Han Li quickly transmitted his voice to Shi Mu.

The masked man's cultivation base was profound, he had reached the late-stage of Primordial Immortal, and the devil treasure in his hand was even more powerful, far beyond what Elder Qi and the others could compare to.

He had used six of his Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords in their brief exchange just now, but he still couldn't gain the upper hand.

"This person's name is Hua Jing, and he's a capable subordinate of my fifth sister, Shi Jingyan. He cultivates in a law similar to hypnosis, and he's able to control one's five senses without them noticing. I'm afraid Elder Qi and the others have fallen into his trap just as you've guessed." Shi Chuankong took a deep breath when he heard this, and he barely managed to regain his composure before replying via voice transmission.

When Han Li heard this, he frowned again.

Previously, it was the First Prince, Shi Zhan Feng, who had appeared in Shihuan Mountain Range and Dominating Stronghold City. Now that he had arrived at Familiar Mountain City, there was Shi Jingyan. It seemed like Shi Chuankong's brothers and sisters in the Demon Domain were not easy to deal with!

"Fifth Sister sent you here, right? What's her purpose?" Shi Chuankong took a step forward and looked at Hua Jing with a faint blood-red gleam in his eyes.

"Thirteenth Prince, why do you ask when you already know the answer? Although Fifth Prince has ordered me to take back Luozha's Pipa and your head, I didn't expect you to have such an expert by your side. I don't have the confidence to win.

Why don't we make a deal? You hand over Luozha's Pipa, and I'll leave immediately. What do you think? "Hua Jing pinched his thumb and middle finger, glanced at Han Li, and said in a low voice with a faint smile.

Han Li didn't say anything when he heard this.

"What a joke!

You trespassed into my Familiar Mountain City and killed so many of my subordinates. Don't even think of leaving this place alive today! "Shi Chuankong said word by word, his killing intent overflowing.

"Tsk, tsk, it's just the death of an old servant and a few dogs. Thirteenth Prince, why are you so angry? Losing your composure like this will damage the face of your noble bloodline." Hua Jing covered his mouth with one hand and said with a strange smile.

Shi Chuankong didn't say much, and his figure rushed out like lightning.

Under a flash of silver light in his arms, Luozha's Pipa emerged. Under the rapid plucking of his ten fingers, countless silver runes flew out of it. After condensing, they turned into hundreds of silver wind blades. Their speed suddenly doubled, making a terrifying whistling sound, and they shot at Hua Jing like a rainstorm.

These silver wind blades were not only extremely fast, but they also appeared and disappeared at the same time like ghosts, dazzling people and making them feel that they couldn't be avoided.

When Hua Jing saw Luozha's Pipa, his eyes lit up slightly. A greedy look flashed in his eyes, but his figure retreated like the wind.

At this moment, lightning flashed behind him, and three golden flying swords emerged silently. With a slight tremble, they transformed into dense golden sword shadows that pressed down overwhelmingly, blocking his retreat.

Seeing this, Hua Jing's expression didn't change at all. He raised his hand and waved.

A yellow light flashed on top of his head, and a small earthy yellow exquisite bell appeared. After a loud bell-like sound, a dazzling earthy yellow light radiated from the small bell, and after a spin, it turned into a giant earthy yellow bell phantom, covering his body.

In the next moment, countless golden sword shadows and dense silver wind blades flew over, slashing on the giant bell phantasm.

In an instant, the surface of the giant bell phantasm was rippling, but it was as stable as a mountain, easily blocking the attacks of the two.

Seeing this scene, Shi Chuankong's face sank, and he changed his gesture.

The hundreds of silver wind blades immediately flew up and circled around the giant brown bell like hundreds of silver swallows.

Shi Chuankong's fingers quickly plucked the pipa. In the sound of clanging, hundreds of silver wind blades immediately converged toward one place, instantly turning into two silver crescent moons of several ten meters in size.

The two silver crescent moons were shining in silver light, emitting bursts of loud rumbling sounds, slashing at the giant brown bell in a seemingly slow but actually fast manner.

When Hua Jing saw the momentum of the two silver crescent moons, he frowned slightly. He immediately waved his hands, and the giant brown bell phantasm suddenly brightened and became thicker.

At the same time, countless brown runes appeared densely on it, exuding a mountain-like power of the law of earth.

In the next moment, the two silver crescent moons slashed on the giant bell phantasm.

The space fluctuated, and the two silver crescent moons silently disappeared into it.

The giant brown bell, which was almost substantial, and the incomparably thick power of the law on it, were all useless.

"What!"

Seeing this scene, Hua Jing's heart shuddered. His feet suddenly stepped on the void, and his body turned into a yellow shadow that shot backward.

But at this moment, the figure behind Hua Jing blurred, and the figure of Han Li emerged out of thin air. He punched the void fiercely, and it was imprinted on the giant brown bell.

"Dang!" A loud sound echoed!

The giant brown bell buzzed, and although it didn't shatter, the yellow light it emitted trembled violently, forming yellow ripples that struck Hua Jing's body.

Hua Jing's retreating figure suddenly slowed down, and he was immediately caught by the two silver crescent moons.

The two silver crescent moons intersected and slashed at his body, and two sharp spatial laws erupted.

"Puchi!" A muffled sound was heard, and Hua Jing's body suddenly exploded. His flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and he turned into a pile of mud.

"Elder Qi, I have avenged you. Rest in peace …" Shi Chuankong's expression relaxed, and he murmured to himself.

"Something's wrong!" Han Li's expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and he shouted in a deep voice.

Shi Chuankong looked up, and his expression also changed.

He saw that the burst of flesh and blood suddenly flashed, and it became transparent. Then, it quickly faded and disappeared. It turned out to be just an illusion.

Han Li's eyes emitted a purple light, and he suddenly looked around. At the same time, a huge power of his Divine Sense also spread out.

"Thirteenth Prince, do you want to kill me just like this?

It's really sad!

However, if I, Hua Jing, only have this much ability, I'm afraid that the grass on my grave would be more than ten feet tall. "

A gloomy voice floated from a few hundred feet away, and at the same time, Hua Jing's figure flashed, and he appeared with a mocking expression.

A yellow light flashed above his head, and a yellow bronze mirror slowly rose up.

The bronze mirror was about a foot in size, and it emitted rays of crystal light. There was a circle of tadpole-like patterns carved on its edge, and in the center was a bright red flower that bloomed abnormally beautifully.

Han Li looked at the yellow bronze mirror, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the bright red flower.

The bronze mirror rotated gently, and the bright red flower on it rotated as if it had come to life.

"Not good!" He suddenly woke up, and the huge power of his Divine Sense in his mind suddenly trembled, and then it surged.

Unknowingly, a red shadow appeared in his mind, and it twined around his Divine Sense, and it was trying to penetrate into his Divine Sense.

However, Han Li's huge power of his Divine Sense started to circulate like a raging wave, and it immediately engulfed those red shadows.

Several sounds of tearing silk resounded, and those red shadows were immediately shredded and engulfed, and disappeared without a trace.

Han Li's mind suddenly became clear, and he lightly exhaled a breath. Then, he looked at Hua Jing with a knife-like gaze.

"Hey, I didn't expect your Divine Sense to be so powerful. You were actually able to forcibly break free from my Flower Mirror Technique. I admire you, but …" A trace of surprise flashed in Hua Jing's eyes, and he immediately grinned in a strange manner.

Han Li's heart trembled, and he became vigilant.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" At this moment, two sharp whistling sounds were heard, and two white shadows darted from the left and right, and attacked his body at lightning speed.

Han Li's complexion changed, and a golden light flashed on the surface of his body. He immediately turned into a shadow, and dodged to the side, and narrowly avoided the attack of the two white shadows.

His figure flashed, and appeared a few hundred feet away. He looked at Shi Chuankong with an ugly expression, and said in a deep voice, "Sect Fellow Shi …"

"Thief, give me your life!"

At this time, Shi Chuankong's eyes were wide open, and he once again rushed towards Han Li. He played the Luozha Pipa in his hand, and countless silver musical notes surged out of it. Then, they condensed into silver wind blades that filled the sky, and exploded towards Han Li.

The two streaks of white light circled around in mid-air before hurtling toward Han Li again. These were a pair of white jade rulers.

Shi Chuankong opened his mouth, and spouted two balls of blood essence, which flashed into the two jade rulers.

Countless white talisman characters surged out of the jade rulers, and with a whirl, the two jade rulers instantly turned into two palace-sized hazy white light balls. They emitted muffled thunderous rumbles, and pressed towards Han Li.

Han Li frowned, and golden lightning flashed on his body. Then, he disappeared without a trace, and appeared not far behind Shi Chuankong in the next moment.

"Sect Fellow Shi, quickly wake up!"

He shouted in a deep voice, and his voice was as loud as thunder. It sounded like the roar of a lion or tiger, and it even faintly felt like the sound of Sanskrit.

This was a Buddhist Lion's Roar Technique that he had learned in the past, and it had the magical power to shake the soul and break illusions.

However, Shi Chuankong didn't respond to Han Li's Lion's Roar Technique. He turned around at lightning speed, and suddenly waved his five fingers.