Han Li appeared a few feet away with electric arcs all over his body. The golden arcs on his body were dazzling, like the God of Thunder coming to the world. When the nearby demonic clouds came into contact with him, they were completely wiped out, revealing a piece that was more than ten feet in size. The space actually enveloped the old man as if he were a guest, and his figure was clearly exposed.
"Ah!" The old man in green robe couldn't help but whisper, and then he realized that something was not good, and immediately his body flashed with light, and he hurriedly escaped from the place.
But since Han Li took the risk to use his thunder to sneak here, how could he let the other party leave so easily.
With a flicker of his body, the man came to the front of the old man with a series of phantoms. He raised both hands, and a purple flame and a touch of golden light shot out at the same time.
The old man in green robe was shocked when he saw Han Li's figure moving so fast. He didn't care about other things. He hurriedly opened his mouth and sprayed a ball of white air onto the ancient shield in front of him. A green wall of light emerged from the shield and lay across Han Li's face. with the old man.
After a flash of purple flame, it hit the light wall unceremoniously.
There was a soft sound of "Zila", and a scene appeared that stunned the old man.
The purple cold air spread quickly on the light wall, and a thick layer of ice quickly covered the entire light wall, sealing the ancient cyan shield within it.
"What kind of skill is this, and why is it so overbearing?" The old man couldn't help but be horrified.
Another ray of golden light followed.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and the golden light disappeared from the ice wall in a flash. But immediately a ray of golden light suddenly appeared in front of the old man.
The green-robed old man was startled, and his body almost subconsciously moved to one side.
Immediately, he felt a chill on his shoulders and an unbearable pain.
He quickly glanced sideways in fear, only to see that one of his arms had been cut off by the golden light. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, his head might have fallen off.
The golden light circled and then shot high into the sky. It was a golden sword that was about an inch long.
And when he looked back, he found a small hole in the ice wall in front of him. The golden light was so sharp that it penetrated directly through the ice wall and the double barrier of the light curtain formed by the ancient shield as if it were nothing. It was really frustrating. It's unbelievable.
The old man couldn't care less to marvel, he was extremely frightened and angry at this moment.
He quickly struck a talisman on his body. After the bleeding stopped, he gritted his teeth and looked forward, intending to cut Han Li into pieces to repay the pain of his broken arm.
But wherever his eyes swept, there was nothing in front of him, and there was no trace of Han Li at all.
"Not good!" When the old man saw this, his heart sank, and a chill surged from the depths of his heart. He didn't care to look for Han Li anymore, and quickly dug into the storage bag with one hand, trying to take out a Let me protect your whole body with this treasure.
But it's already too late.
There was an inaudible muffled sound from behind the green-robed old man, and then his protective aura was broken by something. A purple flame wrapped around his palm, and with lightning speed, it pierced through the chest from behind, and purple ice instantly It permeated the entire body, sealing it alive in ice.
The old man felt a stinging pain like needles all over his body silently, he could not move at all, and he was greatly frightened.
At this time, Han Li, who was suddenly behind him, showed no intention of holding back.
The sleeves of the robe fluttered without hesitation, and a golden power grid was placed under the hood. Where the arc flashed and exploded, purple ice cubes shattered inch by inch. And a baby shrouded in black light suddenly shot out from the broken ice. After a flash, he would teleport away in a panic.
However, Han Li, who had expected it, shouted coldly, and the power grid glowed brightly. After the old man Yuanying teleported, he plunged into the golden net and was unable to escape from it.
A chill flashed at the corner of Han Li's mouth, and he made a seal with his hands. The golden net suddenly shrank, and then suddenly exploded.
The old man's Yuanying disappeared into nothing in the flash of golden light.
It only took a moment from the time when the old man launched a sneak attack on Han Li to when Han Li mercilessly killed the old man in green robes. The big man in yellow robes and the two Fangjian Mountain monsters had no time to rescue him.
Seeing Han Li so easily kill an old man of the same level in the middle Nascent Soul stage, both of them were horrified at the same time, and their faces turned pale at the same time.
The old man in yellow robe moved his lips slightly without thinking too much, transmitted a few words, and then he and the hurricane-stricken Tianfeng Zhenjun did not bother to continue to besiege King Xuan Ye, and suddenly put away the magic weapon, and the two of them shot backwards at the same time.
In the sand and mist, the figure disappeared without a trace.
King Xuan Ye was seriously injured and was at a disadvantage just now. However, with the tenacity of the corpse king's body, he finally managed to deal with it unharmed after several magic weapon attacks. However, at this moment, the old devil looked at Han Li and said,
But there was a hint of something strange about it. While he was shocked, he felt a little uneasy.
If he was not seriously injured and was in the mausoleum, he would never be able to kill a monk of the same level as easily as the person in front of him, and even the Nascent Soul could be completely killed.
Regardless of Han Li's magical powers or methods, the old devil's heart was slightly chilled.
"Could this person be a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?" King Xuan Ye thought as he looked at Han Li again, but he was indeed a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. This means that this seemingly young monk has developed magical powers.
It's really amazing, it actually catches up with the great supernatural powers of the late Nascent Soul.
When the old devil thought of this, he took a slight breath. Fortunately, he only sent his avatar to look for this person. If he had unknowingly pursued and killed this person for the Vajra Shield, he would most likely be in bad luck.
And since he returned to the mountains, he can no longer sense the two incarnations. It seems that they have been killed by the other party.
King Xuan Ye felt a little uneasy and subconsciously blamed Han Li for the disappearance of the two avatars.
He hesitated for a moment, and just when he was about to say something to Han Li, the surrounding magic circle suddenly underwent an astonishing change, which immediately attracted his attention.
I saw that the original yellow mist of sand suddenly changed in color. The waves of sand disappeared in the drowsiness. Instead, the black sand grains that trapped Han Li Feijian just appeared looming. These sand grains were not as dense as yellow sand, but each one
The cold black light flashed and was densely spread in the sand and fog, making it look extremely strange.
And with the appearance of these black gravels, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling became louder, turning into black sand mist, squeezing toward the center menacingly.
"It's not good. The old ghost Kuangsha actually released all the Soul-Destroying Sand and mixed it into the restriction. Fellow Taoist, these Soul-Destroying Sands cannot be resisted with ordinary magic weapons. They can only be blocked by one's own cultivation.
However, since he has been able to control so many Soul-Destroying Sands, his magic power must be a bit weak and will never last. As long as he survives a few rounds of fierce attacks, he will be fine." King Xuan Ye's expression turned stern and he hurriedly shouted hello to Han Li.
road.
Now that he and Han Li were trapped in a boat, he naturally didn't want anything unexpected to happen to this helper with such great magical powers. He had seen Han Li break the sand once before with the golden arc, but this time so many soul-lost sands were thrown together
When the attack came, he didn't believe that Han Li could resist it with just those electric arcs.
"Lost Soul Sand? This sand has such a heavy Yin Qi, it seems to be a magic weapon refined with soul sacrifice. No wonder it has such a great momentum." Han Li floated in the air, murmuring to himself, but his face was filled with emotion. His face was expressionless, and he made no defensive movements at all.
King Xuan Ye was a little surprised when he saw this. But seeing that the black sand mist was about to flood the remaining space, he couldn't care about anything else.
He opened his mouth, and fist-sized balls of gray-white corpse flames spurted out of his mouth. In the blink of an eye, they condensed into a huge fire ball, covering it inside.
Only the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Flame, which he has cultivated for countless years, can withstand the siege of these soul-losing sands.
And in just this moment's delay, the black mist suddenly submerged the old devil in it.
Corpse flames and black light flashed together instantly, making rumbling and explosive sounds from time to time, extremely intense.
At this time, Han Li's figure slowly retreated towards the center in the air. After a moment, he saw that he had retreated to the point of no return. Han Li raised his eyebrows and suddenly slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist, and a black light came from the bag. It flew out of the mouth, circled and landed in front of him, and a small black monkey appeared.
This monkey was several inches in size and had a look of reluctance on its face. It was the soul-crying beast that was originally refining corpse flames in the vajra shield. This beast was forcibly summoned by Han Li with his spiritual consciousness, interrupting his training. Naturally, he was in a good mood. Big bad.
But after a while, the soul-crying beast sniffed a few times with its big nose, and after scanning the surroundings at the overwhelming black sand mist, a look of joy suddenly appeared on its face.
Immediately without urging Han Li's spiritual thoughts, it beat its chest with both hands and let out a long, low whistle. The black thorns on its body flashed, and its figure suddenly grew wildly, turning into a giant that was more than ten feet tall. The grimace pattern on the ape's back was immediately clearly visible, and its body seemed to come to life as it twisted.
No matter whether the two big men in yellow robes were hiding in the sand and mist, waiting for an opportunity, or King Xuan Ye, who was desperately resisting the soul-falling sand, they couldn't help but feel shocked when they saw the ape appearing in such an astonishing way.
When they were thinking about Han Li's intention of releasing this mysterious spiritual beast, the giant ape snorted, and a large piece of yellow cloud flew out of its nose. After a circle, thousands of rays of light surrounded Han Li and He protected himself in the middle.
The black sand mist finally pressed forward fiercely, but as soon as the overwhelming sand mist touched the yellow clouds, a large amount of thick black gas immediately emerged and was swept into it by the glow of the clouds.
As soon as the black air went away, the flashing gravels were immediately revealed in the sand mist. Seeing this, the giant ape grinned unceremoniously and spit out a golden beam of light.
Wherever the light beam shines, fog and dust fall, and all the black sand is sucked in without any resistance, directly into the giant ape's mouth.
In the blink of an eye, after several sweeps by Huang Xia and the light beam, the black sand mist was shattered into pieces, and the Yin Qi collapsed. It was impossible to get even close to Han Li, and a large amount of Yin Qi and black sand were absorbed by the Soul Crying Beast. , the nearby shabu gradually turned from black to yellow.
Master Kuangsha and True Lord Tianfeng, who were hiding in the sand mist, could not help but be speechless.