Chapter 173: Imitation

In the smog of the smog, a burst of silver, there are a series of exquisite high-walled temples, pavilions and pavilions emerged, and there is a beautiful white jade between the peaks. The arch bridges will connect with each other, and there will be a scene of a fairyland.
As soon as these strange scenes emerged, the cyan light suddenly flew, and then suddenly slammed down.
Fang Yi, who was in black, showed his figure from the twilight, standing in the wind, looking at the building palace that looked like a life below, and screamed:
"Hey! It seems that you haven’t been idle for the past six months. I have to see what tricks you can play!"
After that, he was in a vertical shape and flew directly to the palaces. He plunged into the mist and fell directly onto one of the peaks.
Fang Yi eyes and eyes, the eyeballs roll under the eyes.
After a while, he snorted in his mouth and suddenly opened his eyes.
He found that he suddenly could not perceive the specific position of Han Li, and he could only vaguely judge that he was near him.
His eyes were glimpsed, his figure did not move, his figure was blurred, and the six-way avatar flew out from the original body.
The seven squares, together with the blue light, rushed in seven different directions.
I saw seven bright blues moving back and forth between these sacred palaces, and the figure continued to flash. After a while, I returned to the original place.
They have a good connection with each other, but they have nothing to gain.
At this moment, one of the squares seemed to suddenly notice something, immediately bent down and squatted, and the detective touched it on the ground.
"This is... in the middle of the battle!" He slowly retracted his palm, and Horan stood up and frowned.
In one word, the seven people immediately turned their backs and made a circle to the periphery.
I saw that his figure was moving at the same time, and the black long knife suddenly waved out. The seven giant knives illuminate each other and stir in all directions.
"Calling..."
The gusts of wind swelled, and the seven savage knives twitched each other, turning out numerous swords and shadows, such as the same holding of the black knife and shadow lotus, and rotating into the sky.
The sky above the sky is turbulent, and the illusion of Qionglou Yuyu, under the tears of this majestic and unparalleled force, has shivered and twisted.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of "噗噗" in the void was overwhelming, and the image of the palace was gradually blurred, and then disappeared. The original scene of the whole mountain was revealed.
I saw that the peak has been flattened by humans. The ground is covered with white jade slabs. The above is engraved with strange runes with circular patterns. The center of the rune is engraved with a strange shape.
Around it, there are still more than a dozen white stone pillars, more than ten feet high. There are many colored spar in different shapes and colors. It looks very colorful and extremely dazzling.
Fang Yan's seven figures re-integrated into one, watching the spar stream, the eyes flashed a glimmer of color, then suddenly turned his head, and saw a Han Yi in Tsing Yi, now standing hundreds of feet away, in the hands Holding a circular array, flickering on it.
It seems that Fang Fang’s gaze was noticed, and Han Li looked up slightly, and his mouth slightly curved.
The squad that he is urging is called "魑蠡 光 光
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To this end, he did not hesitate to spend all his best spirits on his body, even the only two sun-dried fruit on his body, and the two treasures in the storage bracelet that Gan Jiuzhen gave him. All went out.
It is said that this array of power is very large, let the immortals of the late immortal, even if it has been rounded up, as long as it has not been cultivated into the realm of Jinxian, once caught in it, it can not be relied on itself, only deeper and deeper, and finally trapped in it, Even the soul of Yuan Yingying can't escape.
However, there are also some shortcomings in this battle.
In one case, it took too long to start the formation. Therefore, in order to delay the time, Han Li laid a set of "Nine Palaces" in addition to this.
The second is that those who control this array must use their own as the eye, carry the array in the same position, and suffer from the test of the trapped people, quite a bit of jade and burning.
However, as a person in charge of control, he has many advantages. If he is lucky enough to wake up one step at a time, he can directly control the magic array and attack the trapped enemy.
"court death!"
Fang Yan looked at Han Li's gaze, and the pupil was slightly shrunk. His body shape suddenly became a blur. The black long knife in his hand swept forward, and he even stabbed Han Lixin as a sword.
At the moment, Han Li had a slight sweat on his forehead. When Fang Long’s knife was only a hundred feet away, his finger fell on the front of the market for the last time.
Fang Wei only felt the light in front of him, and then the colorful Huaguang masterpiece on the surrounding stone pillars, his eyes were fascinated, and some of them were unclear.
Before waiting for other reactions, he felt as if he had passed through an invisible barrier. After passing through it, he rushed into a dimly lit hall.
His eyes swept away the thick and square pillars around the temple, and the old brazier hanging on it, and then looked at the steaming, green and oily flames in the basin, and I couldn’t tell the familiarity in my heart.
"玱啷啷"
A burst of iron wire rubbed in the dead hall, and a low, hoarse and majestic voice suddenly sounded in the hall:
"Bold gangsters, dare to slash the knife to me, are you going to bully the ancestors?"
When Fang Hao heard this voice, he became a stunner, and the blade pointing forward pointed down subconsciously.
He looked up at the wide blackened chair outside the dozens of feet in front of him, and looked at the middle-aged man in a white-brown, zombie-like body sitting on the top, muttering in his mouth. ".
However, immediately, he suddenly shook his head and his eyes became sharp again.
"You are not a master, you are just an illusion condensed in the illusion." He shouted in his mouth, and the hand holding the knife was lifted again, pointing to the zombie man.
I saw his body shape moving, the figure stretched in an instant, and a series of blurred virtual shadows appeared in the hall.
Among those illusions, there are always people who have separated from each other. In the blink of an eye, there are seven avatars in the blink of an eye. They are surrounded by the zombie men from all directions.
"Don't dare, dare?"
The zombie man screamed in his mouth, and he did not see any screams or swearing techniques. The whole body burst into a majestic momentum and swept across the perimeter.
"Hey..."
A burst of low metal slamming sounds, the zombie man was surrounded by the black chains of the entire hall, as if all of them suddenly lived and trembled, such as the same strand of black waves rushing around.
Fang Qi’s seven avatars, no matter how fast the speed, were all swept by the chain without exception, and they vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"The little things that I have tweaked in this seat also want to go through the sky?" The zombie man glanced at the square that was lying on the ground, and said with disdain.
The latter heard the words, but in his heart, he was stunned by the waves. The zombie man in front of him, regardless of his breath or his temperament, was the same as his master.
Is it not a magical array that Han Li started, but a special transmission array?
His original firm mind was shaken for the first time.
"Don't help yourself, don't you come over and die?" After waiting for the idea, the zombie man would open his mouth again.
Fang Fang sees this, the look is uncertain, can not help but hesitate...
However, in the moment when Fang Fang raised his knife and stabbed it, Han Li was also in a blur of his eyes and fell into a magical array.
He only felt the sound of "whistling" in his ear, and his body shape was actually rushing to the sky.
At the moment, in the sky, a faceless face was slowly becoming blurred, and after a glimpse of purple light, a long white crack suddenly opened and fainted. The voice of the Sanskrit.
"The Gate of the Immortal World!"
I am in this...
Han Li did not think that the illusion he faced would be a resurgence of thunder.
When he was amazed, he heard a thunderous bang from the top of his head. A huge seven-color arc flashed from the huge invisible face, just a sway, and he was facing him. Falling.
A burst of scent that seems to be destroying the earth and the land!
Han Li subconsciously waved his hand, and a series of golden thunder fires immediately shot out and greeted the seven-color arc.
When he bowed his head, he saw that he was holding a dark green sword in his hand, and the sword was uploaded with a familiar touch of warmth.
It is the sword of Xuantian!
Feeling the pressure from the top of the head, Han Lilu hesitated, shaking the wrist of Xuan Tianyi Lingjian, the whole person immediately turned into a dark green and rushing to meet.
"Bang" sounded loudly throughout the sky!
A round of glare that obscures the sky is flashing in the void, and then the violent law is undone.
Han Li’s figure suddenly fell from the sky.
At this moment, he was extremely painful. The whole person was like a piece of charred charcoal. He burst into a scarlet crack and his body was about to collapse.
The dark green wooden sword in his hand is even more shattered into a powder, which dissipates.
The huge illusory cheeks in the sky were re-solidified, and there was no joy or sadness in the face. The hollow eyes showed a kind of indifference that despised all things, and then broke open.
Then, the door of the fairyland, which had already been opened, suddenly slammed on it, but on the side it suddenly appeared a huge space crack.
Through the cracks, Han Li saw a kind of deep and incomparable, as if to devour all the darkness.
There was no light in it, but it gave him a strange and attractive attraction, which made him close to his heart. He had an uncontrollable impulse and wanted to enter it.