Chapter 129: Broken chain (below)

When Han Li was able to break a chain on Yuan Ying, from a desert temple in the black winds, I didn’t know how many thousands of miles away, and the dry man on the dark bench in the hall suddenly looked awkward and his eyes slowly squatted. Open, revealing a pair of muddy eyes that seem to be covered with a layer of eyelids.
The green-black chain that surrounds the entire hall is immediately suspended like a goose feather, and there are trembles.
The man showed a hint of indulging, and then sneered, there was no other action, and the eyes re-slowed slowly.
Within the hall, all the chains fell to the ground and became silent again.
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Within the Wumen Small Courtyard.
Han Li's eyes closed, and he was urging the silver filaments to entangle the second black chain.
At this time, his brow suddenly could not help but glimpse a wave of waves in the sea.
He faintly felt that when he first cut off the first chain, it seemed to touch a certain terrorist existence at the other end of the chain.
This made him feel a little nervous, for fear that in the same way as in the last time, Dan Tian gave birth to a new black chain out of thin air.
But fortunately, after a long time, there was no abnormality on Yuan Ying. He was only a little relieved and put all his attention on the second chain.
I saw the silver filament of his mana and the power of the stars. The roots climbed up and quickly wrapped the second chain into it.
Immediately as before, the surface of the chain slammed black smoke, and the black crystal light began to fade.
However, compared with the previous time, the speed of black light faded was significantly slower. In contrast, the consumption of Han Li's silver filament has become more.
For a time, there was some stalemate.
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One night after a few days.
The silver light column in the courtyard of the Sihe, the sound of the "bang" burst, turned into a little silver light to dissipate.
Han Li's eyes slowly opened, and he looked at the incarnation on the opposite side, and his eyes flashed a trace of exhaustion.
After a few days of continuous wear, the black runes on the second chain were consumed a lot, and he was finally smashed with a dozen axe.
However, after this, the meager mana in the Korean stereo, and the mana that was transformed into the body by the power of faith, were also exhausted and could only be temporarily stopped.
"It seems to be a protracted war..."
Han Li sighed and sighed. He took a medicinal medicine and sent it to the entrance. He closed his eyes and adjusted his interest.
Beside him, his face was calm and only incarnate, sitting cross-legged, squatting with blue light, slowly absorbing the stone statues of Wumen Island and transmitting the power of faith.
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At the same time, Yunfujie.
The sky above the sky is blue and clear, and there are huge clouds of different shapes in the air. When the air is blowing, it is time to gather and gather.
As the sun moves in the high air position, the angle of sunlight is constantly changing, so that the color of the clouds that are reflected by it changes with the different colors of cyan, blue, yellow and red.
Underneath a huge cloud shaped like a colorful phoenix, lying on a verdant mountain range that is more than a thousand miles long, the mountain is like a dragon, and the momentum is quite impressive.
In the middle of the mountain range, a solitary peak with a height of more than a thousand feet is so beautiful that it is far more independent than other surrounding peaks.
From the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, the vegetation is dense and full of vitality. The peaks rising into the clouds are sparse vegetation, and white rocks are everywhere.
Above the summit, a wide white square is built, and behind the square is the cliff, where a magnificent golden hall stands.
At the moment, within the hall, dozens of monks dressed in various costumes are gathered, one by one like a mundane pilgrim, and the look is respectfully placed on both sides of the main hall.
Among these people are both old and young, and there are both middle-aged Confucian scholars and rough men. Without exception, they are all Mahayana monks.
At this time, in the main seat in the middle of the main hall, a young man dressed in a black suit is sitting. It looks like a 20- to 30-year-old, looks handsome and looks very sharp, but it is sent to Yunfu. The world calms the beast of the beast.
"Fang Xian, under the joint efforts of Fengxianmen and Zhuo Yanzong, many monks and sects on the mainland of the East and the West Sichuan have been cleaning together. The beasts there have been completely suppressed. I believe that it will take a long time. Can be completely eliminated." A long-haired old man in a gray robe, stepping forward, respectfully respected the black youth.
For the immortal from the fairy world, almost everyone in the temple is full of awe, on the one hand because the strength of this person is unfathomable, on the other hand because its style of acting is too hot and fruitful.
Since its arrival in Yunfujie, it has resolutely released a number of measures to deal with the beasts. It not only requires strict enforcement of the major gates, but also personally makes the responsibility of supervision.
Several elders in several large ancestral halls in the temple had been unsuccessful in their work and were strangled by their decisive efforts.
However, the people in the main hall will not have a bit of resentment against this Fang Xian.
This aspect is naturally because I dare not, but on the other hand, because this person is extremely serious in dealing with the animal tide, even more so than those of them.
They have seen Fang Xianling many times with their own eyes, and they have entered the beast tide with one person, and have concealed the most fierce mother beasts.
After listening to this person's report, Fang Hao nodded slightly. When he was about to speak, the waist was suddenly lit up with a yellow light, and there was a rush of screaming.
His expression changed slightly, and a circular communication dial was taken from his waist. When he realized the movement, he swept away.
After a while, his face became a little cloudy and uncertain, and finally, it was completely gloomy.
The people in the temple saw each other, one by one nervous, and even the atmosphere did not dare to come out.
After the practice of the French dialect, Fang Wei looked at everyone in the temple and whispered:
"All of you, immediately set off, ordered all the sects to mobilize all the power, and must clean the beasts of the two continents in the shortest time, killing them, killing them, killing!"
Everyone heard the words, they were shocked, but they did not dare to have any objections. They all led the way and quit the hall.
After a while, the entire hall became empty, leaving only Fang Yi.
He turned his hand and took out a translucent white jade porcelain bottle and lifted it to his eyes. He looked at the golden blood that slowly slided along the bottle wall and muttered to himself:
"Even if you can unlock the chain of separations? Since you have returned to the fairy world, with this last drop of blood, I will be able to find your exact location. Just wait for this, I will go back and personally defeat you. Gray, this time you will call you out of shape..."
At the end of the day, he flashed a glimpse of his eyebrows, and his eyes showed a very sullen look.
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Time is like a white pass, and soon it is a whole year.
During the past year, almost every night on the island of Wumeng, there were silver pillars falling from the night sky, and the island was still ringing from time to time.
All the islanders know that this is the reason why their sheltered on Ummon Island is retreating.
At first, they still had some discomfort, but after a long time, they gradually became accustomed to it. On the other hand, there was no change in the day, and he felt that he was not sleeping well.
However, today's night, the movement on the island is actually too big. Almost all the islands have been trembled all the time. Even the seas near the island have been affected, and there are huge waves.
Many islanders couldn't sleep, and they came to the statues of the gods everywhere on the island and prayed earnestly.
At this time, in the small courtyard in the middle of the island, Han Li, who was in Tsing Yi, was sitting in a white starlight on his knees, his eyes closed and his face was dignified.
In front of him, the relative sitting is only incarnation, and the whole body is also shining with water and blue light. It is transforming the power of faith in the body into mana, and it is constantly flowing into him.
At this moment, within the Dantian of Han Li, there is a lot of white stars everywhere, and a golden villain is suspended in the white light.
The eight black chain that was originally found out of it has disappeared at this moment. Instead, it is a black-black chain that extends from its small abdomen.
This chain is the last chain that has been condensed after all the remaining eight chains have collapsed.
With the help of the big array, Han Li spent a full three months on the black fog crystal light with the power of the stars and the mana, and finally finally wiped out the cleanliness, making it reveal the body.
"call"
With the mind of Han Li, a crystal axe that was condensed by the power of the gods immediately emerged in Dantian. After suddenly lifting it up, he chopped down towards the chain.
The "bang" sounded like a thunder in the Hantian Dantian.
I saw that the giant axe of the stalk was flying high and back, and it turned into a crystal, and the blue chain was above, but it was as clean as ever, without traces.
Han Li's face is unchanged, it seems that it has already been expected that this situation will occur.
With a low voice in his mouth, all the mana in the body immediately swelled out, and the power of all the stars in Dantian was absorbed together, and they were condensed into a silver palm, and they were caught on the chain.
At the same time, under the operation of the refining magic, his sea of ​​knowledge also provoked violent winds and waves, and the power of the gods of the majestic rushed down into the dantian, straightening into a crystal giant. Also caught on the chain.
After the two giant hands clenched, Han Li immediately struggled.
The black chain "玱啷啷" sounded and immediately tightened into a straight line, and a severe pain was also released from Yuan Ying.
His teeth are close to the ground, and the power of sensation is constantly flowing into Dantian. At the same time, the two giants are desperately pulling.
However, although the tight black chain is constantly ringing, it is not a sign of looseness.