Chapter 668 Crystal Lotus

Han Li hovered in the air, carefully observed the scene in the lotus pond below, and found that the pink lotus flowers below seemed to be scattered all over the lotus pond, but in fact they had their own unique rules, forming a large magic circle.

After he pondered for a while, his figure suddenly swooped down. When he got close to the water, the purple crystals in his eyes lit up, and he swept around.

Under the sight of Nine Nether Demon Pupils, the distribution of plants in the lotus pond immediately became clearer.

Seeing this situation, a smile appeared on the corner of Han Li's mouth, and with a wave of his hand, a piece of silver flame flew out immediately, and after a flash, it turned into a silver fire bird. With the flutter of his wings, it was like a silver shadow flying around Flying around the lotus pond, a large piece of silver flame immediately sprinkled the entire lotus pond like sky fire, instantly igniting all the lotus leaves.

In the blazing silver flames, there were bursts of "pickle" sounds, and the green lotus leaves were all turned into fly ash under the burning of the Jingyan firebird, and the entire lotus pond was no longer alive and became lifeless.

However, even so, the milky white fog that filled the lotus pond still did not dissipate, and the pink lotus flowers did not disappear either.

Seeing this, Han Li nodded secretly in his heart, and raised his hand to make a light move.

Hearing a clear cry from inside the lotus pond, all the silver flames rolled back and turned into a silver flame bird, flying towards Han Li, and when it was approaching, it suddenly stopped and turned into a silver flame villain, bouncing and landing on the ground. on his shoulder.

The Silver Flame villain looked around, his face full of doubts, and he seemed a little puzzled. Why did Han Li let him burn this pond full of lotus flowers, but he didn't let him burn them clean?

It seems that as long as it is given a moment of effort, those pink lotus flowers will also be reduced to ashes.

Just when he was wondering, a slight change suddenly occurred in the lotus pond.

A little bit of green crystal light lit up around the pink lotus, and then a little bud sprouted from it, and the surrounding milky white mist surged violently.

Not long after, pieces of green shadows grew out of those buds at a speed visible to the naked eye, and continued to grow.

The emerald green lotus leaves in the pond filled the entire pond in an instant.

These are not illusions, but because the water aura in the lotus pond is too sufficient, and with the help of formations, these lotus leaves can be instantly reborn.

Seeing this scene, the villain of Silver Flame widened his eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with Lianchi's daring to be revived under his own Silver Flame, and the flames all over his body burst into flames, as if he was about to dive down here and burn it up. A clean sheet.

However, Han Li raised his hand and patted the head of the Silver Flame villain on his shoulder, signaling that it didn't need to do this. Then the latter suppressed the flames on his body and returned to his body.

Han Li looked around, his eyes flickering slightly.

After a lot of probing before, he had figured out the layout of the lotus pond. He flitted hundreds of feet, and came to a pink lotus. He raised his palm and plunged straight towards it.

As he raised his hand to grab it, a big blue light hand emerged from the void, and with five fingers together, he pulled up the pink lotus by its roots.

Its roots are shining with blue crystal light, and there is also an extremely transparent blue crystal lotus hanging there.

As soon as the blue crystal lotus came out of the water, the other pink lotus flowers in the lotus pond withered and withered.

The lotus leaves in the pond are still standing gracefully, and they didn't wither immediately, but they didn't have the green luster before, and they seemed to have lost their vitality.

At the same time, the milky white fog that had been covering the lotus pond began to dissipate little by little under the breeze.

Han Li didn't look at the changes in the pond. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the blue crystal lotus in his hand, and he felt the strong water-attribute law aura coming from it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The two fingers of his right hand shone brightly, and a silver door of light about ten feet high appeared in front of his eyes.

After he took a step forward, he came to the golden lotus pond outside the "Flower Branch" Dongtian Bamboo House, raised his hand and planted the blue crystal lotus and the pink lotus attached to it into the pond within.

The blue crystal lotus took root on the ground, and in the not too big lotus pond, six pink lotus flowers soon appeared, and the surrounding water was steaming.

A faint white mist began to rise from the water, and there seemed to be another gust of wind in the cave, engulfing the light mist and flowing to all parts of the cave, causing the spiritual energy in the entire Huazhi cave to surge again.

Mo Guang, who was originally practicing with his eyes closed on the second floor of the bamboo building, was startled by this sudden change in aura, and suddenly opened his eyes.

However, he only briefly checked the changes in the cave, and then glanced at where Han Li was, before closing his eyes again as if nothing had happened.

On the other side of the elixir garden, on a brand new bamboo building not long ago, Daoist Xie stood leaning on the railing and looked towards this side, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Han Li hung his hands behind his back in the air, with a slight smile on his lips, and the breeze was still blowing against his face, making his clothes rattle.

After a while, he saw that there was nothing unusual, and nodded in satisfaction.

With this thing, plus the previous golden lotus and magic circle, the aura in this cave will be more active, which can greatly reduce the consumption of middle-grade immortal essence stones.

With this in mind, he stepped out of the Huazhidongtian in one step, leaped up, flew over the thousand-foot lotus pond, and continued to rush inward.

...

At the same time, somewhere in the ruins of the Mantra Gate, there are dense architectural ruins.

The ruins are full of devastation, with collapsed palace walls and broken beams and pillars everywhere. There are a large number of bones and remains of the disciples of the Word of Truth and the people of the heavens. Over the years, the bones are still glowing with luster.

In addition, in the center of these ruins, there is still a huge palace that is relatively well preserved. Its shape is quite strange, it looks like a solidified crimson flame, and there is a huge plaque hanging on the lintel in front. The three big characters "Liuhuo Palace" are written vertically.

I don't know if the palace itself is made of special materials, or if there is an alchemy furnace or a refining furnace in the palace. At this moment, there are still faint heat waves coming from the wall, wave after wave, and the void is everywhere. Some distorted blur.

But at this moment, outside the main entrance of the palace, roaring sounds continued to be heard.

I saw a layer of purple spiritual domains overlapping with a layer of yellow spiritual domains. Inside, there was an enchanting woman in a purple palace dress with a towering chest, and an old man with a sallow complexion and a stooped figure who looked like a consumptive ghost. Fighting fiercely.

That enchanting woman is none other than Yan Ziyan, the lord of Huanyan City.

At this moment, her brows and eyes were full of anger, and the red mole on the center of her brows was squeezed into a high bulge by her frown. She held a purple jade lute in her arms, and quickly plucked the strings.

"clank clank"

Accompanied by bursts of sounds like the sound of metal and stone, beautiful women made of phantom smoke emerged out of thin air, holding a purple scimitar in their hands, swaying past, towards the consumptive old man. The ghost flew away.

The figure of the tuberculosis old ghost flashed back and forth in the square in front of the main hall, easily avoiding the attack of these phantom women.

Because his cultivation level was much higher than that of the other party, his face at this moment showed no fear at all, instead it was full of joking and admiring expressions, which seemed to be very beneficial to the group of beauties surrounded by phantom smoke.

His pair of slightly cloudy eyes flicked back and forth, sizing up Yan Ziyan's chest and buttocks wantonly, with a lewd smile on the corner of his mouth, he said cheerfully:

"Hey, City Lord Ziyan, you said that in this desolate ruins, there are only you and me alone, a man and a widow. Wouldn't it be more interesting to do other romantic things than to fight and kill?"

"You recognize me?" Yan Ziyan asked in a deep voice after hearing the words.

"Isn't it the concubine of Grand Palace Master Fu... What's unknown about this? Why? In the ruins of the Mantra Gate, you still want to use Fu Yuanhai's name to overwhelm me?" The tuberculosis old ghost said indifferently. He smiled and said.

"You're a picky bastard who only speaks loudly. If you really have the guts, then peel off the skin of the Yipao Society and face me with your true face. I promise to get out of this relic of the Mantra Gate, and call my concubine. Visit your ancestors for eighteen generations." Yan Ziyan spat lightly and reprimanded loudly.

Although she said this on her lips, she didn't dare to underestimate her in the bottom of her heart. The cultivation level of the person in front of her was too much higher than her own. If the other person hadn't been deliberately teasing her, she would not have been able to sustain herself until now.

"Hey, since a beautiful woman is asking for her, why should I not?" The tuberculosis old ghost suddenly stood up straight, coughed lightly, and said with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, he was seen grabbing the collar of his back and yanking it forward. He tore off all his clothes and a layer of human skin. As if by a magic trick, a handsome man dressed in snow appeared out of it. You come.

"How is it? Is Xiaosheng's honor worthy of Madam's eyes?" His appearance and figure have completely changed, and even his way of speaking has completely changed. It is completely different from the appearance of the consumptive old ghost before.

A strange color flashed in Yan Ziyan's eyes, and she found that there really seemed to be no traces of concealment on her body, as if she was really facing herself with her true face, her expression couldn't help changing, and a bad premonition surged in her heart .

This means that the other party is sure that his true face will not be leaked, and it also means that he is going to kill himself.

Seeing the change in Yan Ziyan's expression, he remained silent, but the tuberculosis old ghost who turned into a handsome man in white stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his lips, and laughed heartily: "Don't worry, how can such a charming and stunning woman? Are you willing to kill it? Naturally, it must be made into a human pig and treasured."

Hearing this, Yan Ziyan couldn't help but feel chills all over her body. Holding the purple jade pipa tightly in her hand, she yanked the strings of the lute like pulling a bow and shooting an arrow, and suddenly flicked it towards the gentleman in white.

There was a heavy sound of "嗡", and a beam of purple light shot out from the pipa, turning into a huge purple-winged bat with screams from its mouth, and rushed straight away.

In Yan Ziyan's purple spiritual realm, the bat's whistling sound was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and it expanded layer by layer, and moved forward.