In the smoke filled the place, a rippling silver light was rippling, and there were exquisite and exquisite high-walled palaces, pavilions and towers, and between the peaks, there were also exquisite white jade arch bridges, connecting each other, and a scene of a fairy-family beauty appeared.

As soon as these strange scenes emerged, the blue escape light suddenly flew to the point, and then suddenly hovered.

Fang Pan, dressed in black, showed his figure from the escape light, stood in the wind, looking at the lifelike building palace below, and snorted coldly:

"Hmph! It seems that you have not been idle for the past six months. I want to see what other tricks you can do!"

After saying that, he flew straight towards the palaces, plunged into the mist, and fell directly onto one of the mountains.

Fang Pan closed his eyes and his eyes rolled under his nose.

After a while, he exclaimed lightly and opened his eyes suddenly.

He found that he suddenly couldn't sense Han Li's specific location, so he could only vaguely determine that he was near him.

His eyes sternly, his figure did not move, but his figure became blurred, and the clones that were as unique as six paths flew out from his original body.

The seven square pans suddenly had green light on their bodies, shooting towards seven different directions.

Seven green lights were seen shuttle back and forth between the numerous palaces surrounded by fairy aura, and their bodies kept flashing. After a while, they returned to their original place.

They are in harmony with each other, but they all get nothing.

At this moment, one of Fang Pan seemed to have noticed something suddenly, immediately bent down and squatted, reaching out to touch the ground.

"This is... the formation in the formation!" He slowly withdrew his palm, stood up suddenly, frowned and said.

After saying that, the seven people immediately turned their backs to each other and formed a circle toward the periphery.

I saw his body move at the same time, and the long black sword in his hand suddenly waved out, and seven giant sword lights reflected each other and stirred in all directions.

“Huhhhh…”

The strong wind blew up, and seven sharp sword lights tugged each other, transforming into countless sword shadows, like a handful of black sword shadows, blooming, rotating and rising into the sky.

The void shook above the sky, and the illusioned jade halls of Qionglou were torn by this magnificent and sharp force, and their light shook and twisted and deformed.

Immediately afterwards, the "puff" sound in the void made a loud noise, and the images of the palace in the sky gradually faded away, and then disappeared. The original scene of the entire mountain was revealed.

The peak had been flattened by humans, and the ground was covered with white jade slabs, with strange runes distributed in circular shapes on it, and a strange beast pattern was carved at the center of the rune.

There are dozens of white stone pillars standing around it, more than ten feet high, and many colorful crystals of different shapes and colors are embedded on it, which look colorful and extremely dazzling.

Fang Pan's seven figures merged into one again. Looking at the flowing light of these crystal stones, a trace of dazed look flashed in his eyes. Then he suddenly turned his head and saw Han Li in blue, standing hundreds of feet away, holding a circular array plate in his hand, and moving quickly on it.

As if he noticed Fang Pan's gaze, Han Li raised his head slightly, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

The magic array he was urging was called "Chili Illusion Light Array". It was a high-level illusion array found through the Impermanence Alliance a few months ago, but it can only be used once.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to spend all the best spirit stones on his body. Even the only two remaining earthen fruits on his body, as well as the two excellent spiritual treasures in the storage bracelet given to him by Gan Jiuzhen before, all of them were given away.

It is said that this formation is extremely powerful. No matter how immortals in the late stage of the True Immortal have reached the perfect realm, as long as they have not cultivated to the realm of the Golden Immortal, once they fall into it, they will not be able to wake up by themselves, and they can only fall deeper and deeper, and eventually trap them to death, and even the soul of the Nascent Soul cannot escape.

However, this formation also has considerable shortcomings.

First, it took too long to start the formation, so in order to delay time, Han Li set up a set of "Nine Palaces Tianqian Talisman" outside this formation.

Secondly, the person who controls this formation must use himself as the array eye, carry the array plate and be tested in the formation with the trapped person, which feels a bit like a jade-like burning.

However, as a person who controls the array, he has many advantages. If he can be lucky enough to wake up first, he can directly control the illusion array and attack the trapped enemy.

"court death!"

Fang Pan saw Han Li's eyes looking at him, his pupils slightly shrank, and his body suddenly blurred. The black sword in his hand rushed forward, stabbing Han Li's heart like a sword.

At this moment, Han Li was sweating slightly on his forehead. When Fang Pan's long sword was only a hundred feet away, his finger fell on the formation plate for the last time.

Fang Pan felt his eyes lit up, and then the colorful lights on the surrounding stone pillars were lit up, and his eyes were blurred, and he was a little confused.

Before he could react, he felt his body empty, as if he had passed through an invisible barrier. After staggering, he rushed into a hall with a little dim light.

His eyes swept through the thick square pillars around the hall and the old brazier hanging on it. When he saw the lush green flames in the basin, he felt unspeakable familiarity in his heart.

"南南南南"

A sound of iron chain friction suddenly sounded in the deadly hall, and a low, hoarse and majestic voice suddenly sounded in the hall:

"A bold evil disciple, how dare you swing your sword at me? Are you going to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"

When Fang Pan heard this sound, he felt a sudden thrill all over his body, and the blade pointing forward subconsciously dropped.

He looked up at the wide black chair dozens of feet away in front of him, and looked at the middle-aged man wearing a snow-white cloak and a zombie-like middle-aged man leaning on it, muttering "Master".

However, immediately afterwards, he shook his head suddenly and his eyes became sharp again.

"You are not a master, you are just an illusion condensed from the illusion array." He shouted loudly, raised his hand holding the knife again, pointing directly at the zombie man.

As soon as his body moved, his figure instantly elongated, and a series of blurred shadows formed in the hall.

Among the phantoms, there were still figures separated. In the blink of an eye, seven clones, which were as unique as a zombie, surrounded and killed the zombie man from all directions.

"You're so damn, how dare you?"

The zombie man shouted angrily, but he could not see any chanting sounds or pinching techniques. He suddenly burst out with a majestic momentum and swept across the body.

"Clang clang clang..."

A low metallic attack sounded, and the zombie man covered the black chains of the entire hall, trembling as if they suddenly came to life, rushing around like black waves.

Fang Pan's seven clones, no matter how fast they were, were swept into the chain without exception, and they vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"I want to make a big fuck even if the little thing I trained?" The zombie man glanced at Fang Pan who was crawling on the ground and said contemptuously.

When the latter heard this, his heart was filled with storms. The zombie man in front of him was as good as his master, regardless of his breath or means.

Could it be that Han Li was not launching a illusion array just now, but a special teleportation array?

His originally firm thoughts were shaken for the first time.

"A evil man, why don't you come here to kill yourself?" Before Fang Pan could figure it out, the zombie man shouted again.

Seeing this, Fang Pan's expression changed and hesitated...

But the moment Fang Pan raised his sword and stabbed him straight, Han Li's eyes blurred and he fell into the illusion array.

He could only feel a "whistling" sound in his ears, and his figure was soaring into the sky.

At this moment, in the sky, a giant expressionless face was slowly becoming blurred. After a dazzling purple light flashed, a long white crack slowly opened, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds were faintly heard from it.

"The Gate of the Immortal Realm!"

I am... over the tribulation and ascendant?

Han Li never expected that the illusion he faced would have experienced the ascension and thunder tribulation again.

Just when he was surprised, he heard a deafening thunder sound suddenly coming from above his head. A huge seven-color arc flashed from the mouth of the invisible giant face, and just a shaking, it fell towards him.

A destructive aura that seemed to destroy the world swept across!

Han Li subconsciously waved his hand, and a series of golden thunder fires immediately shot out, facing the seven-colored electric arc.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a dark green sword in his hand, and a familiar and warm touch came from the sword body.

It is the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword!

Feeling the pressure coming from above his head, Han Li hesitated for a moment, and after shaking his wrist holding the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword, his whole body immediately turned into a dark green rainbow to welcome him.

A loud "boom" sounded across the sky!

A beautiful halo that covered the sky flashed wildly in the void, and then it was shattered by violent fluctuations of the law.

Han Li's figure suddenly fell from the sky.

At this moment, his whole body was in great pain, his whole body was like a piece of burnt charcoal, and his body was about to collapse.

The dark green wooden sword in his hand shattered into powder with a "pop" sound and dissipated.

The huge illusory cheek in the sky became solid again, with no joy or sorrow on his face. A cold look that despises all things appeared in his empty eyes, and then it shattered.

Immediately afterwards, the gate of the fairy world that had been opened suddenly closed, and a huge space crack suddenly appeared beside it.

Through the crack, Han Li saw a kind of darkness that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

There was no light in it, but it had a strange and extremely attractive force for him, making him feel close to him and an irresistible impulse to enter.
Chapter completed!