Wang Li instantly felt that the Gray Palace was too much.
This weird gray-clothed monk is not a rookie monk like Huayang Wuzi who doesn't know how to fight back even after being beaten.
This kind of gray-clothed monks are not only experienced in hundreds of battles, but also have their own unique methods, especially the last desperate method is even more terrifying.
But it seems that the Gray Palace is not enough, and it can go even further.
Although the gray-clothed monk's body was rippling with turbulent spiritual energy fluctuations, he did not directly attack him for a while. On the contrary, the scenery in the gray palace changed drastically due to the turmoil of gray vitality.
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In an instant, the space in the gray palace seemed to have expanded more than a hundred times, and even looking around, there was no end in sight.
The ground around Wang Li was no longer flat, but rather uneven, with jagged rocks and tall bone fragments everywhere.
The space where he and the gray-clothed monk were seemed to suddenly become somewhere in the Minggu Gorge.
"What does this mean?"
"So much?"
"This is to make it more like a real duel, so we also added changes in the terrain? I just reached the sixth level of Qi refining, and now I suddenly broke through to the seventh level. This is surprising enough, and you suddenly gave me something like this
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Wang Li was completely speechless. He even doubted that if he advanced again in the future, the Gray Palace would simply change the appearance of the gray-clothed monk. It was very likely that he would be dragged directly into the Gray Palace and arranged for him.
It is an extremely real and complex scene, and then the gray-clothed monk may not appear directly in front of him, but arranged somewhere in this extremely real scene, and then let him and this weird gray-clothed monk
Let's have an encounter.
To be on the safe side, the speechless Wang Li did not play any tricks at all, and directly sacrificed the Shuoxue Shield that He Lingxiu lent him.
A light blue black ice shield with transparent ice crystal particles floating out from eight sides suddenly appeared around him.
He Lingxiu had used this magic weapon before when dealing with those monster insects. After she used this magic weapon, she watched the show leisurely.
Based on the impact of the power at that time, Wang Li was certain that this magic weapon was at least a level two magic weapon. This level of defensive magic weapon was enough to withstand the spell power of any monk in the Qi Refining Stage.
The gray-clothed monk at the eighth level of Qi Refining who was fighting him this time was a short male cultivator. It was hard to tell how old he was, because his entire face was covered in blood and flesh, and there was a figure in the Qi Sea.
Large transparent holes from front to back.
But the moment he saw Wang Li offering up the eight-sided black ice shield, the gray-clothed monk's bloody face clearly showed an extremely cautious expression.
"Does it have to be this scary?"
"Since no matter how broken these gray-clothed monks are, they themselves seem to be the same as when they were complete, then why not let them appear in front of me in their original colors? Isn't this closer to a real battle?"
While Wang Li continued to vomit his bitterness to Gray Palace in his heart, his figure shook and he took out another talisman.
Even with such a reliable defensive magic weapon, standing still and blasting each other with power like holding a turtle shell is not what he is good at and likes. Especially after hundreds of battles in the past, he constantly changes his body.
It has become something that is firmly imprinted in his bones while causing trouble for opponents to lock their consciousness.
His self-made mimicry talismans and matching spells also make his mimicry techniques astonishing even the Golden Core cultivators.
In front of this gray-clothed monk, three Wang Li appeared in an instant, surrounded by eight-sided black ice shields.
The gray-clothed monk's complexion suddenly changed.
There was a crackling sound.
A ray of cyan and yellow light intertwined at an astonishing speed instantly penetrated the gray-clothed monk's body.
This ray of light passed through the heart of this gray-clothed monk.
After passing through the heart of the gray-clothed monk, this ray of light slowed down and revealed its original appearance.
This is a flying needle whose front half is cyan and the back half is yellow.
This flying needle was the Hunyuan Needle given to him by He Lingxiu. He expected it to be at least a magic weapon on the same level as Shuoxue's Magical Shield. Now that it was activated, it seemed to be more powerful than he expected.
According to his previous experience in fighting these gray-clothed monks, this gray-clothed monk would definitely not survive if his heart veins were pierced, and he would immediately turn into gray air and disappear.
Now he is not practicing in Lone Peak, but walking in Minggu Gorge, and he doesn't want to waste more time.
But what he didn't expect was that the gray-clothed monk's body shrank instantly and turned into a pile of sand.
Just when he was slightly startled, there was a bang, and a powerful force rushed out from his feet, violently colliding with the power emanating from the eight-sided black ice shield.
His whole body was suddenly thrown upwards as if being pushed up by a wild beast.
The auras of the eight-sided mysterious ice shields were connected into one, and although they barely blocked the attack from the ground, the eight-sided mysterious ice shields were rattling, and they were actually close to their limit.
The true energy in Wang Li's body was also shaking violently, but his face had no other expression except solemnity.
He did not immediately control the powerful Hunyuan Needle, but directly activated the Zhuotian Sword Talisman already held in his hand.
In a space of hundreds of feet in radius, countless terrifying sword sounds instantly resounded.
Countless rays of crystal sword energy appeared instantly like turbid waves emptying out, bombarding the ground in an area hundreds of feet below his body.
The evolved terrain of this Gray Palace seems to be exactly the same as the real Minggu Gorge landform.
Under the impact of countless sword energy, some extremely hard bone fragments continued to vibrate like gold and iron, still standing, but the ground below was rolled by the sword energy like real waves.
Under the boiling ground, an obvious fluctuation of spiritual pressure appeared in Wang Li's perception.
Without the slightest pause, several spiritual talismans were instantly activated by Wang Li.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
One after another powerful power continuously impacted the area with obvious spiritual pressure fluctuations.
These spiritual talismans all came from the three fake monks, and their power far exceeded the offensive talismans that Wang Li had before.
Under the impact of the power of these talismans, a gray figure seemed to be blasted out of the ground.
Wang Li's eyes flashed violently, and the Hunyuan Needle once again turned into a stream of light at an astonishing speed, fiercely passing through the sea of qi of the gray-clothed figure.
There was a muffled sound.
The gray-clothed figure visibly shook in the air, and then its entire body began to turn into overflowing gray air.
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding scenery also turned into gray airflow and dissipated.
When Wang Li fell from the sky, the Gray Palace had returned to its original appearance, and the gray-clothed monk had completely disappeared because he was killed by him.
In front of him, in the gray mist, there were seven fires burning.
Before he advanced, there were five flames when he entered the Gray Palace, but now there were two more.
He didn't waste any time thinking about it. With a thought, he separated seven strands of true energy and fell directly into the seven flames.
Whoosh!
The scenery around him changed instantly, and he was in a still space and time. There were densely packed grey-clothed monks floating in every direction of his body.
It was exactly as he guessed in the flash of lightning in his mind. Among the countless gray-clothed monks around him at this time, there were not only monks at the eighth level of Qi refining, but also monks at the seventh level.
At this time, he didn't know that his strange advancement was related to the mutation in his senior sister Lu Shenliang's body, but at this time, he also thought of his senior sister's previous inference about this gray palace.
Since the Gray Palace uses an extreme squeeze method to hone his true combat ability, then this time he will directly face the eighth-level Qi Refining monks. It should be the Gray Palace's judgment that he will face the seventh-level Qi Refining monks.
It is too easy for the monks at the first level, so this gray palace is equivalent to directly unlocking the group of gray-clothed monks at the seventh and eighth levels of Qi Refining, but when he advanced to fight, he selected an eighth-level Qi Refining
Layer of monks.
Although this monk at the eighth level of Qi Refining did not pose any real fatal threat to him, his skills of transformation and earth escape were indeed very powerful.
If he hadn't had an idea and asked fellow Taoist Hehe to borrow some magic weapons, it would have been absolutely impossible for him to defeat him so easily.
Wang Li pondered for a while in the Gray Palace.
It seems that apart from the fact that the advancement itself is a bit weird this time, the changes in the Gray Palace are quite satisfactory. This kind of real and simulated terrain change, unless it is really as he expected, and there will be a difference in the appearance of the gray monks in the future, otherwise
In a one-on-one duel with the gray-clothed monks, the impact is not too big. But in his practice in the future, he will awaken many gray-clothed monks and fight many gray-clothed monks alone.
At this time, this kind of real landform is of some use.
After all, in the battle just now, those bone fragments could indeed withstand the impact of power. Sometimes, these landforms can be used to resist the power of the opponent's spells or magical weapons.
After thinking about it in this way, he took a deep breath and pulled his consciousness away from the Gray Palace.
But the moment he regained control of his body and his consciousness returned to its original form, he was suddenly shocked again.
In his inner vision at this time, there was no obvious change in the gray palace in his sea of qi, but in addition to the one extra white star, there were actually more underneath the seven white stars.