After completing all of this, Han Li finally relaxed. He took out a gray small sword magical tool, sat cross-legged, and began to cast a spell, intending to quickly drive the magical tool into the air to attack the enemy.
At this moment, "Brother Lu" on the opposite side finally gathered enough spiritual energy on the Qingjiao Flag and launched a fierce attack like a storm.
He stopped waving the flag and instead pointed the flagpole fiercely at Han Li. Suddenly, dozens of crescent-shaped green wind blades rushed out from the flagpole, whistling towards Han Li.
These wind blades were too fast. Just now they were on "Brother Lu's" side, but in the blink of an eye, they had reached Han Li's side. It was indeed a wind-type spell, attacking twice as fast as spells of other attributes.
If Han Li hadn't prepared for defense in advance, he would probably not even have time to react before being cut into pieces by these wind blades.
While Han Li was amazed, a fierce collision occurred between the wind blades and the outer layer of the steel ring. Green and yellow lights flashed incessantly, accompanied by a "pu pu" sound of cutting.
When all the light disappeared, the previously smooth outer wall of the steel ring now had dozens of intersecting grooves several feet long, making the whole magical tool look tattered. Fortunately, the magical tool was constantly rotating when it was attacked, which prevented these wind blades from attacking the same area, otherwise it would have been completely destroyed long ago.
Both Han Li and "Brother Lu" were surprised by this result.
Han Li thought that although the original purpose of this steel ring magical tool was not specifically for defense, it was indeed a high-quality magical tool with excellent material quality. However, he did not expect that these wind blades, albeit seemingly insignificant, could cut it into pieces almost completely, making him worry about whether he could withstand the enemy's subsequent attacks.
"Brother Lu" was even more astonished. This Qingjiao Flag was well-known among top-grade magical tools. It took him a lot of effort and cost to obtain it, in order to complement his own spiritual root attributes.
This magical tool not only could easily unleash simple spells like Wind Blade Technique, but also, by absorbing a certain amount of spiritual energy, amplified all wind attribute attacks emanating from the flag. Therefore, although the wind blades just now appeared to be simple low-level spells, each of them had enough power to rival mid-level spells.
In other words, the seemingly simple attack just now actually concentrated the bombardment of more than a dozen mid-level spells. However, even so, it still failed to break through the outer layer of the steel ring. This made "Brother Lu" feel more apprehensive about Han Li!
Although both Han Li and "Brother Lu" felt the other's ruthlessness, their subsequent actions were quite different.
Because Han Li was still trying to drive the magical tool and did not want to give up halfway, he knew that the enemy's next attack would definitely be extremely sharp, but he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
"Brother Lu" was more cunning. From the moment he saw Han Li set up his defensive stance just now until the end of the attack, he sat still and knew that the other party must be preparing a killer move. It was either to cast a high-level spell attack or to wield a powerful magical tool.
Therefore, without hesitation, he once again poured his spiritual power into the flag, stopped the emission of wind blades from the flag tip, and then used both hands to rapidly revolve the flagpole, causing his spiritual power to rush into the flagpole like a torrent.
With such a huge amount of spiritual power as support, the green light on the flag surface became even more dazzling, like a green sun rising in the dark night, making people dare not look directly at it.
However, "Brother Lu," because of the huge loss of mana, had a pale face, but a ruthless expression on his face. It seemed that he knew well that the night was long and there were many dreams, so he was ready to use his ultimate move.
With a low roar from "Brother Lu," he exerted force with both hands, threw the Qingjiao Flag into the air, and then quickly flipped his fingers to cast a spell. Then, with a finger point at the flag, he shouted loudly.
"Transform, Jiao!"
Suddenly, the Qingjiao Flag emitted a dazzling light, and in an instant, it turned into a tens of meters long green giant flood dragon, vividly lifelike, with teeth and claws, exactly the same as the one embroidered on the flag surface.
"Go!" Without any hesitation, "Brother Lu" pointed at Han Li. The green flood dragon opened its huge mouth ferociously and pounced towards Han Li, making a deafening sound as it crashed onto the Xuantie Shield.
Green and black lights surged, and the flames on the shield
seemed to be evenly matched for a while. But not long after, the black light on the shield quickly weakened and disappeared at a visible speed.
Just when this shield was about to suffer the same fate as the previous magical tool, a clear and cold voice came from behind it.
"Retrieve."
With this sound, the iron shield immediately shrank and quickly retreated. As a result, the green dragon's momentum increased, chasing after it as if it wanted to swallow Han Li and the shield whole.
But at this moment, Han Li, who was originally sitting cross-legged, suddenly emitted a gray misty light several meters long, taking the form of a giant sword. It fiercely clashed with the dragon's head, entwining with it.
In mid-air, sometimes the green light suppressed the gray light, and sometimes the gray light restrained the green light, for a moment, neither side had the upper hand.
Meanwhile, the iron shield had returned to its original palm-sized shape and fell into Han Li's hands. He put it away in his storage pouch with a flick of his hand. At this point, all of his mana was used to control the magical tool, and he had no spare energy to use this shield anymore.
This time, the gray light transformed from the magical tool was obviously much stronger than when he killed the man in yellow, just judging from the sword light it emitted. Its power was at least three or four times greater.
It is worth noting that when this magical tool was in the hands of the Golden Light Man, it could only transform into a foot-long gray light. When it was in Han Li's hands for practicing the technique, it turned into a light several feet long. However, when Han Li's cultivation reached a certain level and he killed the man in yellow, the magical tool once again appeared as a light several zhang long.
Now, with Han Li's cultivation reaching the eleventh level, when he drove this magical tool again, not only did its length change, reaching two or three zhang, but its shape also vaguely revealed a giant sword shape, dazzling with brilliance, emitting a formidable aura, causing people to glance at it sideways. If it weren't for this, this magical tool might not have been able to withstand the fierce attacks from the evil dragon transformed by the Qingjiao Flag.
From this, it can be seen that the power of magical tools not only depends on the power of the magic treasures sealed within them, but also on the depth of the cultivator's mana. The more profound the mana of the cultivator, the more the power of the magical tool can be brought into full play.
I really don't know, when I successfully build my foundation in the future and use this magical tool again, what form will it take. Han Li couldn't help but have a sudden whimsical thought while commanding the gray light to entangle with the green dragon.
