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A magical weapon with a spirit is definitely an opportunity, no wonder Ge Li would say so...

Ye Fan smiled, stopped asking Ge Li, and turned to look at the battlefield where Han Li was.

Han Li drove the two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords, transformed into two green dragon phantoms, roaring all the way, smashing dozens of black light balls the size of a human head, and then slammed into the demon tiger.

"Roar!"

The demon tiger screamed in pain, and its body was knocked away dozens of meters, slamming hard on the black mountain rock wall behind it.

After staggering to the ground, the black light on the demon tiger's body flashed, and it actually dimmed a little.

Realizing this, the ghost shadow that had already opened its spiritual intelligence was extremely afraid. After a little thought, it suddenly turned back in the air and flew towards the demon tiger.

And the demon tiger seemed to have received some instructions. It immediately shook its spirits, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the two ghost shadows that flew back into its stomach in a few seconds.

Seeing this, Han Li was startled, and then he saw the demon tiger lower its head, and the muscles on its neck twisted and bulged.

The next second, the sides of the demon tiger's head bulged high, and two slightly smaller tiger heads emerged from it, transforming into a three-headed demon tiger!

With the appearance of the two tiger heads, the demonic energy on the demon tiger surged, and in a short moment, the aura had doubled, and it seemed that it was not inferior to that of a late Jindan cultivator.

"Roar!"

The three-headed demon tiger stood on the rock wall and roared to the sky.

In an instant, dense black light balls spewed out of its three huge mouths and shot towards Han Li in mid-air.

Han Li's heart trembled, knowing that he could no longer hold back, so he pinched the sword formula with his hands, took back the two Qingzhu Fengyun swords with slightly dimmed spiritual light, and then took out another Qingzhu Fengyun sword with full spiritual light, and slowly made a sword parry.

The next moment, the gray fog that dispelled the ghost fog suddenly boiled up.

Ye Fan, who was several miles away, was slightly startled, and then looked at Han Li in surprise, realizing that the other party seemed to be borrowing his power.

He joined the chat group late and missed Lin Zhongtian's fighting teaching, so he didn't know the existence of "Purple Star Seven Star Sword".

However, even if he didn't know, he could see that Han Li's move had the ability to borrow the power of heaven and earth for his own use.

Since he wants to borrow, then lend it to him!

Ye Fan's heart moved, and the gray fog around Han Li suddenly stopped resisting, turning into rolling waves and pouring into the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.

And as the gray fog poured in, a layer of gray light gradually attached to the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.

This gray light seems inconspicuous, but after it is emitted, it stirs the surrounding space to almost distort it.

Not only that, Han Li's proud flying sword began to vibrate under the influence of the gradually filling gray fog, and it seemed to be torn apart by the gray fog.

Sensing this scene, Han Li felt a little distressed, and immediately stopped hesitating and slowly extended a sword forward.

"Boom!!"

Along with the extension of the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, the surrounding gray fog boiled up.

In just a moment, the countless black light balls that shot over were squeezed and shattered, and the subsequent sword force continued to move forward, as if enveloping the entire world shrouded in gray fog, and followed the sword force to cover and press.

The three-headed demon tiger supported the ground with four feet, and tried to raise its neck, wanting to roar.

But unfortunately, under the pressure of the entire world, even if it was extremely powerful, it could only be suppressed and bowed.

"Crack, crack--"

A series of cracking sounds came from the three-headed demon tiger. Its huge body, which was as high as five or six stories, also showed countless narrow cracks under the pressure of the sword in this space.

Finally, after the three heads of the demon tiger pressed against the ground and let out an unwilling roar, the huge demon body collapsed and turned into countless black light spots, floating and dissipating in the air.

In the sky, Han Li held a green sword, let out a long breath, and then floated in place, waiting quietly for a while.

Not far away, the black-robed monk who had been paying attention to this side looked horrified and looked at Han Li's back in disbelief. It seemed that he did not expect that the three-headed demon tiger, which had been possessed and transformed, could be defeated by him so easily.

Just when the black-robed monk was horrified, the originally calm Black Mountain rock wall suddenly changed.

"Boom!!"

With a loud bang, the entire Black Mountain suddenly collapsed and turned into countless fine stone chips, whistling in all directions.

The pupils of the black-robed monk shrank suddenly, and he quickly grabbed the weeping soul beast beside him, took back the fiery red hammer-shaped magic weapon, and released blue flames to cover his body to resist the aftermath of the collapse of the Black Mountain.

At the same time, Han Li's face was shining with spiritual light. After resisting the aftermath of the Black Mountain explosion, he raised his hand and took out a bead from the stone chips.

Unlike the thumb-sized emerald green bead before, this ghost bead has grown to the size of a fist, and there are three colors of gray, black and green intertwined, which are scattered in the bead.

Seeing this scene, Han Li frowned and realized that something was wrong.

Before he could make any move, a golden red light shot from a distance and turned into a golden red bracelet in front of Han Li.

Han Li was slightly startled and recognized the bracelet at a glance. It was the one that Ye Fan had been wearing on his wrist.

He looked at Ye Fan in the distance with doubt, and then heard Ye Fan's voice transmission.

"The ghosts were extremely cunning. Before the demon tiger was shattered, they hid their main souls in the magic weapon."

"If you rashly sacrifice this treasure, you will draw them into your body and start a battle to seize the body."

"This bracelet of mine was given to me by my elders. It contains thirty-six kinds of magic arts and can contain the divine fires of the world. One of the divine fires is specifically used to defeat these evil spirits and ghosts, and can selectively burn souls."

"If you want to subdue this treasure, use this bracelet to burn the ghosts hidden in the ghost bead into ashes!"

Hearing Ye Fan's voice transmission, Han Li was overjoyed and quickly put on the bracelet. With a move of his consciousness, he immediately understood how to use it.

He raised his hand, and a kind of ghostly white flame suddenly emerged from the bracelet, roasting the three-color ghost bead.

When the ghostly white flame touched the ghost bead, Han Li immediately noticed the three souls in the ghost bead. The green soul should be the demon tiger-shaped weapon spirit, and the gray and black souls were the two ghosts hidden in the magic weapon.

Without hesitation, Han Li snorted coldly and used the ghostly white flame to continuously burn the gray and black souls.

A miserable wail suddenly came from the three-color ghost bead.

Han Li remained unmoved and continued to burn. After a while, the two ghosts seemed unable to endure the pain any longer, and turned into two gray and black lights and flew out of the bead.

"Where are you running!"

A cold light flashed in Han Li's eyes, and the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword that had been floating beside him for a long time suddenly shot out.

The originally green sword suddenly burst out with golden thunder, instantly beating the two souls to pieces.

This is the unique evil-repelling divine thunder of the ten thousand year old Tianlei bamboo!

Han Li had wanted to use this thunder to deal with the three-headed demon tiger before, but he didn't expect that the gray fog he borrowed from Ye Fan's bitter sea vision was so powerful that he easily killed the three-headed demon tiger before he had time to use the evil-repelling divine thunder.

After completely destroying the two ghosts, Han Li lowered his head and found that the bead had turned back to its previous emerald green color.

He put the magic weapon with spirit into the storage bag, then looked in the direction of the black-robed monk, and found that the ghosts that besieged them before were now scared and fled everywhere.

Seeing this, Han Li understood clearly that these ghosts should be bound by the two ghost shadows.

Now that the ghost shadows were eliminated by him, these ghosts were unwilling to die and fled into the ghost fog.

Realizing this, Han Li retracted his gaze and turned into a green rainbow to fly to where Ye Fan was.

The black-robed monk glanced at Han Li's back, hesitated for a moment, and still floated up and flew slowly over.

Soon, Han Li came to Ye Fan. At this time, Xiao Yan was still fighting with the ghosts, so Ye Fan did not retract the vision, and just watched the trial he prepared for Xiao Yan with interest.

It must be said that although this future Yan Emperor is still immature, his comprehension qualifications and combat wisdom are indeed amazing.

In just a few battles, Xiao Yan's combat experience can be said to have increased rapidly with the naked eye.

At the beginning, he had to be exhausted to kill a ghost in the late stage of Qi training, but now, even if it is in the early stage of foundation building, he can fight it without losing.

Based on the energy value of Dou Qi in Xiao Yan's body, Han Li made a simple estimate and believed that the fighters in the Dou Po Cang Qiong world were roughly equivalent to the Qi training stage in the world of Xiu Xian.

Although Xiao Yan is only a seven-star fighter now, his actual combat power is comparable to that of the early stage of foundation building.

This means that even some low-star fighters are not Xiao Yan's opponents when he returns to the world of Dou Po.

Although this level of strength doesn't sound good, Han Li still remembers clearly that when Xiao Yan just joined the chat group, he was not even a fighter!

And according to the time flow rate ratio between the Dou Po world and the chat group, Xiao Yan has only practiced for more than a month.

In more than a month, he has climbed from the level of a mortal warrior to the early stage of foundation building.

This speed of improvement made Han Li feel shocked.

Sure enough, those who can join the chat group are not ordinary people. Maybe Han Li is the one with the worst qualifications...

Just when Han Li sighed in his heart, Xiao Yan finally performed the Broken Army Style and killed the foundation-building ghost in front of him with Yi Wood Ding Fire.

"Clang!"

Accompanied by the sound of metal clashing, Xiao Yan leaned the black heavy sword in his hand on the green lotus, panting and holding the hilt, and waved to Ye Fan and others in the sky.

"No... I can't do it... I'm exhausted..."

"Brother Fan, let's stop here today!"

Ye Fan laughed, stretched out his big hand, and suddenly a golden light appeared in the giant hand, crushing the ghosts in the sky into black gas.

Seeing this scene, the black-robed monk who had just flown over froze, and began to regret that he shouldn't have rushed over to thank them.

Now seeing the strength that Ye Fan showed casually, the black-robed monk knew that he could never resist, and could only fall into the miserable situation of being a knife for others and a fish for meat.

The black-robed monk sighed in his heart, then bowed respectfully and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you for saving my life, fellow Daoist and senior, Ruan..."

Before he finished speaking, the black-robed monk saw Ye Fan waving his hand, looking at her with a smile and said: "I say, little girl, in front of me, do you still want to maintain this ridiculous disguise?"

As soon as these words came out, Ge Li and Xiao Yan, who had just been captured by Ye Fan, were surprised.

Han Li, on the other hand, was unmoved, as if he had already seen through the appearance of this black-robed monk.

"..."

Facing the different gazes of the crowd, the black-robed monk was silent for a moment, and finally lifted his hood, revealing a beautiful face.