Han Li went from transforming into a colorful phoenix to displaying the spatial magical power of a phoenix-like spiritual bird, spanning a distance of tens of feet and appearing directly above the battle between the soul-devouring firebird and the demonic bird in the blink of an eye.
But the demon bird below was shocked when it saw that the fine needles it released earlier had no effect on Han Li, and it instantly focused part of its attention on Han Li.
Therefore, the scene of Han Li's transformation just now was clearly seen by this demon bird.
The female demon bird's face suddenly showed a hint of fear.
After all, the True Spirit Tianfeng is known as the King of Birds. Even the Golden Crow, who is also a true spirit, has to be restrained by nature when facing the Tianfeng.
Of course, Han Li only used the Sutra Technique to create a colorful phoenix, which cannot be compared with the real Tianfeng. However, the Tiantian Phoenix blood in his body is genuine, and the demon bird is not a real Golden Crow, and also only inherits part of the blood.
Mutated body.
Therefore, as soon as he sensed the unique aura emanating from the true blood in Caifeng's body, the demonic bird couldn't help but feel fear.
Coupled with the previous power of the Soul-eating Firebird, it could actually swallow the Golden Crow True Fire, and its almost invincible magical power in the past was completely restrained.
This demonic bird suddenly wanted to retreat, and without thinking much, it let out a scream, suddenly sprayed out a beam of milky-white light, and then the white flames on its body shrank, and it wanted to retreat.
However, the Soul-Eating Firebird itself was transformed into the spiritual fire within Han Li's body, and its connection with Han Li's mind was somewhat closer than that of ordinary natal magic weapons.
The demonic bird ran away so easily. With just a thought from Han Li, the silver firebird opened its mouth and spit out a thin thread of gold and silver.
It is the evil light of the spiritual whirlpool that was refined by the Soul-Devouring Heavenly Fire back then!
The milky white light beam was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and the gold and silver filaments were like silk threads. However, when the two touched, the light beam condensed throughout the body and immediately reflected back to the demon bird's original path.
Although the demon bird's cultivation level is extraordinary, the fact that his attack rebounded naturally caused it to be in chaos.
Its wings suddenly flapped in anger, and two streams of white flames rolled away from both sides, and it barely had time to block the beam of light.
But at this moment, the gold and silver filaments flashed and had already arrived in front of it.
This bird also knew that this gold and silver filament was very strange, so it dared not touch it forcefully, and tried to avoid it with a tremble of its body.
But at this time, the phoenix chirped loudly above its head, and a large piece of strange cyan light shone down at an extremely fast speed.
It was the colorful phoenix transformed by Han Li that had completely flown out of the crack, but after the long feathers on its body fluttered, the green aura swept down silently.
With the speed of this demonic bird, it could have been barely avoided, but the silver flames intertwined with the Golden Crow True Fire on the opposite side suddenly turned into a condensation and rolled back, and a huge force suddenly came out, pulled by the magical power.
, swaying the unprepared demonic bird with its body.
He was suddenly enveloped in green light.
Even though the bird was covered in white flames, when it came into contact with the green light, it melted away like snow.
I don't know what kind of magical power this green light has, but it actually seems to be able to restrain the Golden Crow's true fire.
As soon as the demon bird's body was shrouded in green light, it felt its body tighten and its figure suddenly became as heavy as a mountain.
The demonic bird turned pale with fright, not because of this confinement, but because the gold and silver filaments had reached between its brows, and it was too late to avoid it.
The cooperation between Han Li and the Soul-Eating Firebird was just right.
In desperation, the demon bird's face suddenly turned pale, but it suddenly opened its mouth and took a deep breath.
The white magic core that was originally floating nearby suddenly flashed and teleported to the door in front of the demon bird.
It actually planned to use this object to temporarily resist it.
For this demonic bird to do this, it naturally has great confidence in the strength of its demonic core. It believes that even if it faces a blow from a top-level treasure, it will be absolutely unharmed.
Something incredible happened.
The filaments of gold and silver struck the demonic core, but it made no sound and passed by as if it were nothing.
There was a muffled sound of "pop", and a small black hole appeared strangely between the four eyes of the demon bird.
The gold and silver filaments actually penetrated right through.
A shrill scream came from the demon bird's mouth, and the white flames on its surface, which had dimmed a lot, suddenly became twice as high as the scream.
As soon as the wings spread out, the green light that had been imprisoning the surroundings was broken every inch!
Then the bird no longer paid attention to the ferocious offensive of the soul-devouring fire bird on the opposite side. The white flames on its body, which were intertwined with the silver flames and were in a stalemate, were simultaneously and disconnected in an instant.
Then it flapped its wings wildly a few times, and a pillar of white fire shot up from its body into the sky. With a twist, the power of wind and fire was generated at the same time, and it instantly turned into a sea of white fire.
This demonic bird was in the white flames, its wings with a ferocious expression were constantly flapping, and in the sky above, with the demonic core as the center, the shadow of a huge strange bird with a body length of more than ten feet suddenly appeared above the sea of fire.
out.
This phantom has a pale gold body and black eyes, resembling a crow, but has three claws under its body.
"Golden Crow Dharma Appearance! Sure enough, he has some bloodline of this true spirit!"
The colorful phoenix in the sky suddenly flashed with strange light. Han Li transformed into a human form and appeared again. He looked at the shadow of the golden bird in the sea of fire and murmured.
But at this moment, the demonic bird in the sea of fire raised its head and let out a long cry, and four kinds of fierce burning white flames suddenly flew away like moths throwing fire into the shadow of the Golden Crow in the sky.
As soon as these white fires came into contact with the phantom, they immediately disappeared into it silently.
In just a few breaths, after the huge phantom inhaled these Golden Crow True Fires, it was covered in golden light, and its body suddenly became as thick as a solid body, but a layer of white flames was also burning on the surface of the golden feathers.
And in these white flames, the silver runes rolled and rolled, and the momentum was even greater than the original count.
The demonic bird below had a ferocious look on its face and stared at Han Li fiercely. It was obvious that it would use the Dharma form to launch a more powerful attack at the next moment.
But the strange thing is that Han Li looked at the huge golden crow in the sky, then lowered his head and glanced at the magic bird below, and suddenly chuckled, then pointed at the magic bird with one hand, and said the word "down" three times in his mouth.
The demon bird was startled when he heard the words, but then he became furious, his wings fluttered, and he was about to take action.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The demonic bird suddenly shook its body, and fell straight down from the air with a sudden cry. It curled up during the fall, and its body surface became abnormally purple and black. At the same time, a thick fishy odor dispersed, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared.
It turned into a ball of purple-black liquid, and even the soul could not escape.
It is caused by the poison contained in the evil light of the spiritual whirlpool.
Not only is this poison extremely poisonous, but it also doesn't look strange at all after being hit.
However, compared to the original strange moth, this Golden Crow is obviously much inferior in its ability to resist poison. Not only does it sense it so late, but once it attacks, it immediately turns into a puddle of poisonous water. It seems completely irresistible.
Seeing this, Han Li felt relieved. However, the silver firebird let out a clear cry of joy, spread its wings, and suddenly flew downwards, swallowing the poisonous water transformed from the demon bird's body into its belly in one gulp.
middle.
Han Li was startled when he saw this situation, but after a slight hesitation, he did not stop him.
Although the True Blood of the Golden Crow is cherished very much, the Twelve Jue of Jingzhe he practiced does not include the Golden Crow's transformation technique. Even if it is obtained, it will not be of much use.
In this case, it would be better to let the soul-eating firebird devour it and see if there can be any changes?
After all, this firebird already has spirituality, and the things it is willing to devour are usually things that are of great use to its own evolution.
However, after the firebird finished swallowing the poisonous water, it did not turn around, but flew high into the sky again.
It is strange to say that the huge Golden Crow Dharma Appearance did not immediately collapse and disappear after the fall of the demon bird. However, the flashing aura in its dark eyes suddenly disappeared without a trace, becoming as dull as a puppet.
The silver firebird rushed into the body of the huge Golden Crow, sucked it in with a big mouthful, and swallowed the entire Golden Crow into its body.
I don’t know whether it was because the time was up or because he had swallowed too much Golden Crow True Fire at once. Just after the Firebird swallowed the last ray of white flame into his belly, a flash of light flashed on his body and he regained his size of about a foot without saying a word.
He said that he was shooting towards Han Li.
Finally, it disappeared into the Han Dynasty.
As a result, there is nothing underneath except the white magic core and the sparkling thin needle suspended nearby.
Han Li was not polite either. With a flick of his sleeves and robe, a cloud of green cloud swept over him.
The magic core and hundreds of fine needles all disappeared in a flash of blue light.
At this time, Han Li turned around and glanced at the cyan light curtain formed by the Chunli Sword Formation behind him, with a faint smile on his face.
With a single hand squeeze, the cyan light curtain shattered inch by inch, and then layers of cyan lotus flowers disappeared out of thin air, finally returning to seventy-two cyan flying swords, which were suspended in the sky in all directions with low whistles.
And in the center area of these flying swords, the corpses of four demonic birds that had been chopped into dozens of pieces were quietly suspended there.
These four first-level Void Refinement Demonic Birds were all killed by the power of the Chunli Sword Formation in one go as they rushed into the sword formation.
Han Li's scissors didn't show any surprise at this scene. He flew to the side of the broken corpses in a flash. After a moment of pondering, he put all the corpses into storage bags under the rolling glow of the glow.
Although under his induction, the Golden Crow true blood in these demonic birds seemed to be very thin, there was still a trace of it. In this case, he could wait for the Soul-eating Firebird to refine what he had obtained before, and then let it continue to devour it.
of.
This kind of true spirit blood is extremely rare even in the spiritual world, and he will not waste a single cent!
After doing all this, Han Li's figure flashed a few more times before he strangely returned to the other two people and said lightly:
"Okay, it's settled. Let's hit the road."
Listening to Han Li's faint words, Yue Zong had been stunned for a while.
In his mind, even if Han Li is powerful, he is at most comparable to the ninth level of his superior clan.
But what happened just now? This being, who was clearly only at the seventh level of his clan, actually killed so many high-level demonic birds within a cup of tea, and he looked so relaxed.
Not only do these demonic birds also have the existence of the ninth level of the upper clan, but they are also mutated demonic birds with the blood of true spirits!
All this shocked Yue Zong to the extreme, and he still couldn't believe what he had just witnessed.
He just looked at Han Li blankly, with an expression of disbelief on his face.