It was a Spiritual Talisman.
His heart suddenly tightened, and without thinking, his figure flickered, disappearing from the spot.
A black thunderbolt roared down, instantly shattering the two Wind and Fire Shields he had condensed, and the violent spiritual energy rolled out in all directions.
It wasn't over yet.
The thunderbolt that pierced through the Wind and Fire Shield didn't slow down and had already cut through Han Yi's afterimage.
If Han Yi hadn't been vigilant just now, never taking his eyes off Zhang Hai, he would've been injured if not killed at this moment.
However.
A hundred meters away.
The moment his figure appeared, the second thunderbolt was already exploding above his head.
As the thought emerged, he had already thrown out the Red Moon Immortal Boat.
However.