After transforming again, the demon soul let out a ferocious laugh, and then disappeared like a breeze.
The Tiansha Demonic Corpse, which was motionless in front of Han Li, suddenly let out a low roar and suddenly moved its arms.
Countless green-clawed shadows made "chichi" sounds through the air and shrouded the area in front of them.
The black light flashed, and the figure of the demon soul with two heads and four arms appeared in the claw shadow like a ghost.
A stern look flashed across the Demon Soul Demon's face, and he danced lightly at the claw shadow with one arm. Suddenly, the claws were denser than the green claw shadow, and the claw light with a sharper sound piercing the air erupted in front of the Demon Soul.
As soon as the two came into contact, the black light easily tore through the green claw shadow, and the arm strangely expanded several feet, turning into a black shadow and inserting its five fingers into the mandrill's chest as hard as stone.
After closing his fingers, he directly pulled out a blood hole as big as the mouth of a bowl. Black corpse blood flowed out.
The serious injury that should have killed ordinary monks, but for the demon corpse, it only brought a sharp pain in the chest. Instead, it caused him to go crazy!
Not only did it not retreat, but instead one of its arms flashed with green light and instantly turned into a three-color pointed cone several feet long, which rushed towards the demon soul and plunged down.
The demon soul let out a soft sigh, not sure whether he was slightly surprised by the mandrill's vitality, or he was greatly surprised by the sharp cone that suddenly appeared.
But after he chuckled, the demon soul sneered instead.
The two arms moved towards the chest like a phantom. As soon as the three-color pointed awl arrived there, it was immediately sandwiched firmly between two palms wrapped in black hard shells, making it impossible to move any further.
Then the corner of Ghost Face's mouth smiled ferociously, and he grabbed it with both hands and twisted it hard. He was about to twist the cone into two pieces.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and the cone exploded on its own without waiting for the huge force to be applied. A cloud of three-colored insects suddenly appeared there, and then the demon soul unceremoniously covered its head.
Such a close distance, such a strange and shocking change. Even the demon soul that had already used the magic power to the extreme was shocked.
Seeing that the cloud of insects was about to fall, Demon Soul's face flashed with a stern look, and he suddenly opened his mouth, and circles of black shockwaves blurted out, covering the cloud of three-colored insects that was just around the corner.
A strange scene appeared.
As soon as the three-color gold-eating insects were surrounded by black ripples, they suddenly stagnated. Then there was a muffled sound of "bang bang", and these flying insects exploded one by one on their own, turning into a cloud that filled the sky.
The blood mist drifted away and dispersed.
After all, the body of the three-color gold-eating insect is not as tough as that of the golden gold-eating insect. This insect cloud was actually cultivated to a great extent by the demon soul using the magic sound in its mouth, and it was so violent that all the bones were wiped out, and not a single one was left.
At this moment, the mandrill's other arm also grabbed hold of him.
A look of impatience appeared on the demon soul's face, and his face immediately turned cold, and he disappeared from the spot in a flash. The next moment, a black fist suddenly appeared behind the mandrill, and he made a light backhand strike.
It seemed like a slow movement, but for some reason the demon corpse only had time to deflect its head before its fist came in front of it.
At the same time, a foot-long black bone spur instantly ejected from his fist, pierced into one side of the mandrill's head, and then penetrated out from the other side. The body of the mandrill suddenly trembled. All his movements
Stopped.
The demon soul smiled gloomily, and black flames suddenly appeared on the bone spurs and burned fiercely. As soon as the bone spurs were withdrawn, the corpse mandrill swayed in the black flames and fell straight to the ground.
From the time when the demon soul bursts into the insect cloud and transformed again, to when it uses bone spurs to kill the mandrill. It all seems very long, but in fact it only takes the blink of an eye.
When Han Li first saw the demonic soul approaching him and the Tianjue Demonic Corpse approaching him, he shot backwards without thinking, trying to put some distance between him and the demon.
At the same time, he pointed at the many golden sword lights hovering on the ground above his head. Suddenly all the sword lights were connected into one by him using his sword skills, and the sword shadows turned into layers of golden waves. Han Li's consciousness moved and he was about to activate.
These golden lights pressed down towards the location of the demon soul.
But he didn't expect that in just a moment's delay, the two-headed and six-armed demonic soul defeated the Tianjue Demonic Corpse that remained in place.
Han Li took a breath of cold air, feeling bitter in his heart and feeling a burst of physical pain at the same time.
This Tian Jue Demon Corpse he had just cultivated was ready for use. He had only driven it out here once, and it was easily defeated by the ancient demon in front of him. Now with his corpse-refining body, he fell to the ground and did not know whether he would live or die. But it seems that even though he has not yet
He has truly fallen and has completely lost his fighting power.
With this thought in his mind, Han Li's mental consciousness, which was focused on two things, urged him.
The tiger demon puppet, which had been shaken to pieces by the air wave, had regained its stability. The white light flashed and pounced on the demon soul again. The giant turtle puppets, like Han Li, scattered in all directions.
Shoot, while the blue light flashes in the mouth, it will spray out the ice attribute light beam again.
The heavy sword shadows hovering above Han Li's head were also covered by the roaring demon soul.
The demon soul snorted coldly when he saw this situation, waved his four demon arms slightly, and suddenly black bone spurs sprouted from the elbows of the long arms and the tops of the fists. The spurs were of different shapes, some were curved, some were straight,
But all of them shone with a cold light and looked extremely sharp.
Before those tiger demon puppets could get close, the demon soul disappeared from the place with a "whoosh" sound.
All the attacks lost their target at once, and they couldn't help but pause. At this time, there was a flash of black light, and the demon soul appeared strangely and closely behind a tiger demon puppet. With a gentle wave of its four long arms, the ground was broken with a "swish".
The sound of space sounded.
Several black lights flashed on the body of the tiger demon puppet, and it was disintegrated in an instant, turning into a pile of scrap metal.
As soon as the body moved, the demon soul disappeared again. The other puppet's side flashed with black light, and a thick bone thorn directly pierced the vital part of the chest, and immediately fell down...
Han Li looked shocked and angry from a distance, commanding the golden sword shadow to chase the demon soul non-stop.
But this demon disappeared from the place for a while, and then appeared in an unexpected place. The demon soul's cultivation level has greatly increased, and its escape and concealment skills are perfectly matched. In the blink of an eye, the tiger demon puppet appears.
It is impossible to form an encirclement at all, so the business needs to resist.
Han Li has always prided himself on being much better than ordinary monks in close combat. But now that he saw the demon soul's methods, he felt chilled in his heart!
Compared with this demon soul, his melee combat skills are completely inferior. Even if he uses the Ming and Qing Spiritual Eyes, he can't lock this demon at all.
Just as he was frightened, Demon Soul pulled out the bone spur in his hand from the neck of the last tiger demon puppet, and then glanced at Han Li casually.
The coldness in his eyes made Han Li's heart sink, and he became a little hairy.
This feeling of ups and downs has disappeared for a long time since the completion of the Nascent Soul. But now it appears in my mind again.
Han Li took a breath and tried his best to stay calm.
Now it seems that with the opponent's weird speed that is almost teleporting, it is probably very difficult to calmly set up the Da Geng Sword Formation. The only way is to use other means to delay the time.
After thinking like this, Han Li solemnly pointed at the shadow of the sword in the air. Suddenly, the sword light rang out and suddenly turned around and shot back towards Han Li's head.
Then the golden light shook wildly, and the sword lights turned into layers of golden waves, protecting Han Li impervious to wind and rain.
Then Han Li made a seal with his hands, and a thunderous sound rang out from his body. Thick golden arcs emerged from his body. At the same time, many slender arcs intertwined, forming a layer of golden electricity on his body. The golden light sparkled, eye-catching.
pole.
At the same time, he opened his mouth again, and a ball of dazzling purple light came out.
After the sound of "Zila", the purple flames skyrocketed by about a foot. Then a scream came from the fireball, and a purple firebird about a foot long appeared out of thin air in the purple flames. It kept spreading its wings around Han Li's body.
Flying and scattering purple sparks, flickering and extinguishing, very gorgeous.
This is all the earthly purple and heavenly fire that Han Li has refined so far.
Han Li's series of methods seemed to arouse the interest of the demon soul. After a grimace on his face, he stood still, as if he wanted to see clearly what Han Li's methods were, and then struck with a thunderous blow.
Han Li glanced at the ferocious and abnormal appearance of the demon soul without expression, his eyes flickered, and suddenly he flipped his hand, and a strange blood-red sword appeared from the palm of his hand.
This sword is several inches in size. But its whole body is red and crystal clear, emitting a dazzling blood color. And within the sword body, there is a faint trace of black energy that can't move around, which looks extremely weird.
This is the blood demon sword obtained from the woman in white.
As soon as the bloody sword appeared, it trembled and buzzed on its own before Han Li could move it, and a bloody aura suddenly filled the air.
Han Li knew that there would be serious consequences for using this sword rashly, but now that life and death were on the line, he couldn't care less. He opened his mouth, and a ball of green mist essence was sprayed onto the small sword.
The bloody light was dazzling, and the sword suddenly rose to about a foot long. At the same time, it floated up.
Han Li grasped the hilt of the sword with a solemn expression, took a look, and waved it gently. Suddenly he felt a large amount of real energy in his body rushing into the sword. He couldn't help being shocked and hurriedly severed the connection with the magic power, and secretly muttered in his heart: "This sword is here."
Evil door.
Then Han Li held the sword in one hand and looked coldly at the demon soul opposite.
The demon soul, who had always had a ferocious look on his face, suddenly changed his face when he saw Han Li taking out the Blood Demon Sword, and a strange color flashed across his face, while he stared at the sword without blinking.
When Han Li looked up and saw the other party's expression, he couldn't help but be startled and a little surprised.
"Very good, I didn't expect that you even have the sacred artifact that we left in this world in the past. Now if you are willing to hand over this sacred artifact to me, I can bypass your life and let you leave this place." After a moment, the devil
Hun finally confirmed that the Blood Demon Sword in Han Li's hand was what he thought. After a hint of joy flashed across his face, he actually said these words.
"Holy weapon? Is this a magic weapon from your ancient demon world?" Han Li was naturally surprised and asked with a frown.
"Huh, you don't need to know anything about the Holy World. I just ask you whether you agree or not!" Demon Soul didn't want to say anything more at all. After glaring, his voice became cold.
"If you are a human monk, for the sake of your own life, it would be okay for me to agree. As for you, hehe..." Han Li rolled his eyes, with a sneer on his face.