Chapter 1663 Competition

Xuanbao is very rare. From a certain point of view, people who own Xuanbao are rare in Transcending Tribulation. Some people may own two or three Xuanbao. Immortal Lord Sanlei has been in the world of cultivating immortals for so many years. He didn't even have a single Xuanbao, but seeing this ribbon now, he was quite moved and regarded it as his own.

Seeing Zhang Han's speed is faster, he is ready to do it.

But at this moment.

Zhang Han's acting skills began to come online.

"Ok?"

He frowned slightly, and the lightning thread controlled by the huge water polo stopped moving.

At this time, Shui Tianxian Jun and others approached each other, keeping a distance where they could fight at any time.

The sword is on the verge of breaking out, and it may be time to make a move.

But Shuitian Xianjun's plan is to hold back the opponent, so that it will not be too late to get the Xuanbao here.

The Xuanbao that appeared in the secret realm, whoever snatches it, will own it. Even if they leave the secret realm, the head of the Saint Thunder Sect may not say anything.

So the purpose of Shui Tianxian Jun is to wait for the other party to make a move, and then delay the time.

After all, Zhang Han went in once just now, much faster than the middle-aged monk.

but now?

Shui Tianxian Jun pondered for a while.

He suddenly noticed something, and exchanged a glance with Immortal Wu Luo.

The thoughts in the hearts of the two are similar:

I didn't see it, Zhang Hanyang is usually so gentle, but at this time, he is cheating people invisibly.

"hehe."

Shuitian Xianjun took the initiative to cooperate and said: "Since there are two people competing in the water polo, let them grab it."

"It's beautiful."

Sanlei Xianjun sneered: "No matter what the result is, the Xuanbao is mine. If a mere Yunxiao Palace dares to grab something from me, your life is also mine."

"Hahaha, is it?"

Zhang Han laughed loudly, looked ahead, and said softly, "I want both Xuanbao and your lives."

"Is a low-class guy worthy of talking to this old man?" Xianjun Sanlei sneered.

"Who are you?"

His subordinates all spoke.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, the opponent's cubs speak, and it's their turn.

The war of words must also be won.

"Looking at your young age, we are all your ancestors, so you still speak?"

"Young people who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

"Look, he tried his best at the beginning, but now that his speed has dropped, he is just a waste."

Under the eyes of everyone.

The silk thread controlled by Zhang Han was transformed by the thunder body, and the speed was getting slower and slower, as if exhausted.

The middle-aged monk on the opposite side was very nervous at first. He took the initiative to volunteer for this difficult task. If he succeeded, he could directly become the core subordinate of Immortal Three Thunders, and his status would increase by countless times.

The middle-aged monk was taken aback when he saw the other party displaying supernatural powers at such a fast speed. Now that he saw the other party slowing down, he smiled wildly: "It's just a nobody, like a clown who is showing off some supernatural powers in front of me. dare not enter."

Crash!

While speaking, his speed increased by another three points.

It is getting closer and closer to Xuanbao.

Similarly, those face demons who appeared just now can hardly feel it at this time, and their aura is more subtle, but they can detect something from the energy fluctuations around Xuanbao.

"Is there a crisis there?"

The middle-aged monk was vigilant in his heart, and he couldn't feel anything with his spiritual sense, but he could see some faint silk threads with the naked eye, gathered together, and formed the outline of a human face.

what is that?

"Xuanbao, I accept it with a smile, come to me!"

Whoosh!

Zhang Han controlled the thunder body, and it suddenly exploded at an extremely fast speed, like an ordinary person sprinting 100 meters, getting closer and closer to the ribbon.

It will soon surpass the middle-aged monk.

At this time, the expressions of San Lei Xianjun and the others changed.

"Little thief, how dare you!"

San Lei Xianjun shouted angrily.

"Hurry up and get it, let's see who dares to do it!" Shui Tianxian Jun said loudly.

Zila!

He held a knife in both hands, glaring at the front, wanting to fight with it.

But at this time, Immortal San Lei was in no mood to fight him, they were fixed on the situation inside the water polo.

"Amo, grab it quickly!"

Someone shouted.

"Amo, go faster."

Hearing the shouts outside, the middle-aged monk inside the water polo became impatient.

"Calm down, stay calm!"

Wisps of cold sweat flowed from his forehead. He had no choice but to use all the energy in his body to perform the secret technique at a much faster speed.

But the faster the speed, the weaker the perception and defense of the surroundings.

"Calm down... Xuanbao is floating here, there may be dangers around, not to mention, what I just saw..."

The middle-aged monk forced himself to calm down.

While he is fast, he is cautious.

Whoosh!

Unexpectedly, the silk thread controlled by Zhang Han is fast again.

The ribbon is getting closer and closer.

"Oh shit!"

The middle-aged monk gritted his teeth, took out a ninth-level orb in his hand, crushed it, and his speed increased again.

When the distance is tens of meters.

"I said, Xuan Bao, and your life, I want it." Zhang Han's tone was light outside, and he looked confident.

"Hurry up!"

"Don't let him get [UU Reading 00ks]."

A group of teammates who performed well kept shouting.

At this time, the mentality of the middle-aged monks will be affected to some extent.

"grab!"

His eyes were shining brightly, his figure soared three meters, and he spanned more than 30 meters in one step. He stretched out his right hand and said, "Come here!"

Zhang Han's thunder body thread suddenly stopped.

At the same time, Zhang Han looked ahead with a smile.

"succeed!"

The middle-aged monk felt that his hand had controlled the ribbon, and if he obtained it and took it away, he succeeded.

Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance!

However, the next second.

"Ahhhh..."

Pieces of face monsters appeared, and the attacks they launched directly wiped out the middle-aged monk, and only a scream was heard.

"what!"

Immortal Sanlei's expression changed, and everyone else felt chills down their spines.

If it was them who just entered, they might not be able to defend.

"What it is?"

"Sure enough, there are horrors around Xuanbao."

"..."

These people have a cold heart.

The gaze of Immortal Lord Sanlei fell on Immortal Lord Shuitian, and he looked ferocious: "Kill them!"

"Thunder Split!"

Immortal Three Thunders continuously condensed the thunderball in his right hand until it became the size of a basketball, and threw it forward violently. A single thunderball split into dozens of thunderbolts.

His attack absorbed a lot of thunder power around him, and his aura surged upwards. The light blue thunder light also converged into dark blue, sweeping towards Shuitian Xianjun.

"kill!"

Shui Tianxian yelled loudly.

The two sides have played against each other.

Yue Wuwei was also throwing attacks one by one behind him. Although they were very strong, they were of no help in the battle of the ninth level of Transcendence Tribulation.

Zhang Han didn't do anything, he was waiting.

Inside the water polo, around the colored ribbons, the demonic face was still flickering.

When they calmed down a bit, Zhang Han took out the ribbon.

Rumble!

The powerful attacks from both sides cast all kinds of rays of light, clouds and mist filled the air, and strong winds blew up. In this area,

The fluctuations are also gradually enlarged.

"This is the head of Yunxiao Palace?"

Immortal Lord Sanlei took out a large banner, and as he waved it, countless long swords full of thunderous energy whizzed forward, mixed with a fierce aura.

Shuitian Xianjun is not an unknown person here, and all kinds of attacks cancel each other out.

After persisting for two minutes, he finally started to retreat.

"Hanyang, how is the situation?"

Shuitian Xianjun said through voice transmission: "I can't hold it anymore."

It is possible to fight in the outside world, but in the Leixi domain, the combat effectiveness of enemies who are proficient in lightning control has been improved too much, so it can be said that they are suppressed to fight here.

"Hold on for a minute, when I get the Xuanbao, I will kill them."

Zhang Han gave an answer through sound transmission.

"When I was at the ninth level, you didn't know where to play with mud."

San Lei Xianjun looked indifferent, he had already made up his mind to kill the opponent first, and then he was thinking about Xuanbao.

Most of the lightning control methods of their Saint Leizong are controlled by Daqi, and there are many secret thunder techniques that can be controlled.

So for a while, the attack of a dozen of them was like a violent storm.

As for Lord Shuitian, with his own strength, he still couldn't beat him.

Just half a minute.

There are very few face monsters around the ribbon.

But at this time, some people in Shuitianxianjun's team were injured. Although they were slightly injured, it meant that they could no longer hold on.

Zhang Han frowned slightly when he saw this.

"Stand back a hundred meters and let me come."

As soon as this statement came out.

"Aw!"

An earth-shattering roar appeared.

I saw the giant golden-armored beast, turned into a kilometer, and flew forward quickly, waving its huge front paws, as if cutting the sky and the earth, shooting out sharp cutting energy.

"Ok?"

Xianjun Sanlei's pupils shrank: "Do you still have ancient beasts?"

His eyes fell on Zhang Han.

Finally changed color.

"It's only the breath of the eighth-order transcending tribulation, it can be killed!"

Xianjun Sanlei roughly felt it.

Considered to be eighth order.

In fact, it was only the peak of the seventh step.

"Aw!"

The golden armored beast roared again.

The unicorn on the head glows with golden light.

The golden-armored behemoth was released not for offense, but for defense.

This guy is too resistant to beating, and the opponent's thunderbolt hits him, and he only feels a little numb. Such a defense makes Zhang Han secretly scream horror.

But Shui Tianxian Jun is not willing to part with it.

He said: "Let's make a quick move, and don't let the opponent hurt Xiao Jin."

It seems that in his eyes, Xiao Jin is still a strange beast that has not grown up and needs protection.

So they kept shooting from behind.

For a while, because of the entry of the golden-armored behemoth, the two sides maintained a balance.

"Dragon King's fighting power is so strong."

After observing for a few seconds, Immortal Wu Luo couldn't help but gasped: "It's not a problem to be able to stand in front for such a long time without moving as much as a mountain."

"It's the Dragon King!"

Shui Tianxian Jun said in a bad mood: "If you don't breathe, do it quickly. If Xiaojin is injured, I don't know how many years it will take to recover."

With Shuitian Xianjun here, how dare everyone be lazy, even faster than before.

Looking at the posture, it's okay to be injured, but if Xiao Jin is injured, the Palace Master will get angry.

Fortunately, they were behind the golden-armored behemoth, and only needed to share some of the enemy's attacks.

same.

San Lei Xianjun and the others have different eyes.

"Where did they get the ancient beast?"

"This guy is so fierce."

"A mere Yunxiao Palace is not qualified to own ancient beasts, right?"