True Man Han Chan himself hid in Han Mountain, sat upright on a Cicada, and sneered, "Even if True Man Lei Jie comes, he may not be able to break through my Han Mountain Cicada Art. Just by your little Qihai monk, how can you stand by me?"

No wonder Hanchan Zhenren is so confident. This magical power was created by him based on his own characteristics. Its protective power is so strong that it is perverted, and the most perverted thing is its recovery power. Even if Hanchan breaks Hanshan, it can be recovered instantly by Hanchan. It can be said to be the best protective power in the world.

Even the hostile Fang Lie had to say admiration: "What a Hanshan Han Cicada Art, it is indeed strong enough. With this magical power, it is no wonder that you can dominate the side.

It's just a pity that you met me this time."

"Hmm?" Han Chan Zhenren was shocked when he heard this, and then sneered: "Did you scare me? Although my Han Chan Cicada Art is invincible, at least there is nothing to be broken below the Fire Tribulation True Man, even if you have half a bastard space-based magical powers, it is impossible to break it unless you can take out the ninth-level magic weapon."

"I don't have a ninth-level magic weapon, and I can't activate it even if I have it." Fang Lie smiled and said, "But your supernatural powers are just ordinary changes of Yin and Yang and Five Elements. No matter how exquisite they are, they are limited. When encountering supernatural powers of the law of cause and effect, is it just a joke?"

"The law of cause and effect?" Han Chan Zhenren was stunned at first, then laughed and said, "What are you kids? The law of cause and effect is something that even the half-immortal real person cannot understand. Just by you, can you still master it?"

"Of course I can't master it, but I learned the basics by chance." The nine Fang Lie laughed together: "Now, let you see the power of the law of cause and effect and the power of the Great Core of the Great Core."

After saying that, the nine Fang Lie stretched out his right hand and pointed it like a sword. He first pointed it at his eyebrows, and then pointed it at Han Chan Zhenren, and shouted: "Da Tong Heart Curse"

The next moment, as the nine Fang Lie finished speaking, nine beautiful butterflies flew out from their eyebrows, danced gracefully, and headed straight for Han Chan Zhenren.

True Man Han Chan was immediately frightened. Although he still didn't believe that Fang Lie could control the magical power of cause and effect, he did not dare to be careless at all, for fear of something special. So he raised his hand and waved his hand and activated Hanshan to shoot a wall of white light, which was purely composed of extremely pure coldness, and even comparable to a strike by the True Man of Thunder Tribulation, intending to freeze these nine strange butterflies, and even block their progress if they were not good.

But unfortunately, his actions were completely in vain. These nine butterflies seemed tangible, but in fact they were invisible and material, just an illusory shadow.

Not only did the wall of coldness not block them, but even the Hanshan formed by the eighth-level magic weapon was like nothing. Nine butterflies easily crossed in and then flew to the eyebrows of Han Chan Zhenren.

Han Chan, who had been alert, was shocked and hurriedly used all his skills to block these butterflies.

A shield-shaped seventh-level top-grade magic weapon flew out. This treasure is as thick as a mountain. It looks like a very strong type of protection, but unfortunately it is ineffective.

Then a colorful eighth-level poisonous centipede flew out, dozens of feet long, and was hideous and terrifying. As soon as it appeared, it opened its mouth and swallowed it, and nine butterflies fell into its mouth. Unfortunately, it was still ineffective. In a blink of an eye, it flew through its scales.

Then a protective method was launched to form a transparent protective cover to cover the whole body, but it was still ineffective.

Seeing the butterflies approaching, Han Chan Zhenren gritted his teeth and reluctantly took out a page of ancient scriptures, then made a magic trick to break it. The next moment, all the texts on the ancient scriptures were activated to form golden ancient scriptures, surrounding Han Chan Zhenren.

This is a scripture written by a semi-immortal monk in ancient times. It has endless power of wishes and uses endless wonderful uses.

Sure enough, as soon as the ancient scriptures were released, it was invincible, and nine illusory butterflies were actually annihilated by the golden ancient texts.

But unfortunately, these scriptures are also one-time, and soon faded and disappeared.

Only then did Hanchan Master relax, wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and exclaimed: "What the hell is this? Why can't so many babies stop it? It actually consumed my most precious ancient scriptures?"

"Oh," Fang Lie sighed at this time and said, "You are really a waste. Such ancient scriptures are almost never seen now. A page is worth an eighth-level magic weapon. Can't you leave it to me? Why do you have to waste it?"

When Han Chan Zhenren heard this, he was almost angry by Fang Lie. He said furiously: "What does it mean to waste? I'll save my life with it, okay?"

"Do you think it can really save you? It's too naive?" Nine Fang Lie sneered, and then shouted in unison again: "The Great Heart Curse"

The next moment, nine butterflies flew out, dancing gracefully, heading straight for the Hanchan Real Person

"No" Han Chan Zhenren was shocked and looked desperate.

He had no ancient scriptures to save his life anymore, so he could only watch the nine butterflies traveling through layers of protection and falling into his eyebrows.

Although Han Chan Zhenren didn't feel anything abnormal, he knew that he was probably finished. He couldn't help but roar: "How can such a level of magical power be used continuously? Is it too naughty?"

Indeed, the magical power of causality is extremely powerful. When you use it at a low level, you will definitely have to pay a considerable price, and it will be difficult to use it continuously.

The same is true for this Datong Mantra. It takes a drop of Taoist blood to be used when casting it. It is the most precious blood in the middle of the eyebrows of a monk. Once it is lost, it will take at least one or two years to replenish it.

If it were someone else, this great congruent mantra could only be cast once, and the next time it would take several years to perform.

But unfortunately, Fang Lie is a freak. With Nirvana's divine fire, he can Nirvana regenerate his limbs, even his body, everything.

Therefore, the pain of the eyebrows is extremely precious to others, but it is common to him, so it really takes as much as you want.

So when this Hanchan met Fang Lie, it was really a disaster.

Fang Lie was naturally too lazy to explain so much to him, but just smiled and said, "Okay, don't talk nonsense. You are the king of success and defeat. You have lost now. If you want to save your life, you will surrender honestly. I think you have good cultivation and can create the powerful magical power of the Hanshan Hanchan Art. It is also a talent, but I reluctantly accept you as a slave."

"Farting" Han Chan Zhenren suddenly said furiously: "You are just a small cultivator in Qihai, and you still want to accept me as a slave? You are simply delusional. If you use any tricks, I will not be a hero."

"Okay, this is what you asked for," Fang Lie sneered, and then said, "In this way, I'll send you on the way."

After saying that, the nine Fang Lie roared together, and then he broke into the sky and died.

Seeing Fang Lie committing suicide, Han Chan Zhenren was stunned. Since he had the upper hand and he still wanted to accept me as a slave, why did he commit suicide instead? Could it be that this kid scared me just now?

Just when Han Chan was stunned, suddenly, he felt something in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly explode, and the terrifying force acted in his mind, as if someone was hit on his head with a sledgehammer.

The pain made Hanchan Zhenren scream and became listless on the spot. And this was only the beginning, and similar severe pain actually continued one after another, lasting nine waves before it ended.

At this time, Han Chan Zhenren was bleeding from seven orifices, like a fierce ghost, and she was completely unconscious.

Without his abbot, Hanshan Hanchan Art automatically collapsed. Hanshan returned to his front, and the two Hanchans returned to his sleeves.

At this point, the powerful Fire Tribulation True Man Han Chan completely lost his ability to move and became Fang Lie's captive.

Shortly after Han Chan Zhenren fell, a colorful flame suddenly rose, and then the flame disappeared, and Fang Lie appeared in place intact.

He came to Han Chan Zhenren, checked and found that he was not dead yet, but was in a deep coma. He immediately took a breath and couldn't help but exclaim: "The backlash power of the Datong Curse is directly applied to his head. Although I am much worse than his, the backlash generated after suicide is definitely not underestimated. The full explosion of nine consecutive waves of backlash power can't kill him. This guy is really powerful."

However, now that things have come to this point, no matter how powerful Han Chan Zhenren is, it is useless and has become a prisoner.

Fang Lie was not polite, so he started to search his body directly, peeled off his coat first, and looked carefully, and he was overjoyed.

This white Confucian robe is actually an eighth-level magic weapon. The iceberg embroidered in the front is the Hanshan Art just now, and it was all issued by this treasure.

The chilling cicadas on both sleeves were actually sealed on the two Xiupalis, and Xiupa was sewn on the sleeves and joined together to become the powerful treasure now.

The clothes can transform into a powerful Hanshan, and you can also call out two eighth-level chinensis Gu at any time. The combination is even more powerful Hanshan Hanshan Cicada Art. This power is simply too powerful. It is no problem to rated it to the eighth-level top grade.

Fang Lie has never had a good protective treasure. If he could refine this treasure, it would be great.

It’s a pity that the divine object has spirits. I know that Fang Lie killed their master, so it’s too difficult to subdue him. It’s probably impossible.

In desperation, Fang Lie had to put it away temporarily and then continue searching.

Soon, Fang Lie found the treasure of Han Chan Zhenren, which was a beautiful jade gourd, which was hung by him at his waist.

Fang Lie wanted to turn it on, but found that his spiritual sense could not completely break the seal set by others.

In desperation, he could only contact the old bird and said, "Brother Bird, can't this thing be opened?"

"I'll do it," said the old bird with a smile: "You're doing well this time, it's a reward."

As the old bird finished speaking, Fang Lie felt a lighter in his hand. Then, the originally indestructible seal disappeared, allowing Fang Lie's spiritual sense to easily penetrate it and check it out.

As a result, it didn't matter, and Fang Lie was so happy that he almost jumped up.
Chapter completed!