On the second floor of the abyss, four flying spirit sons with pale wings and disheveled hair were fighting with a group of black poisonous scorpions several feet long.
Although these scorpions have no wings, they can still fly out of thin air one by one, and their movements are extremely agile. In addition, they spit acid from their mouths, and their tail hooks are extremely poisonous. The four flying spirits felt a headache for a while, and they really couldn't get rid of the entanglement of these black scorpions immediately.
More than half an hour later, when a flying spirit man became cruel, he did not hesitate to use a lot of mana to cast an extremely powerful supernatural power, releasing balls of blue flames and turning the three or four black scorpions surrounding them into ashes, The remaining black scorpions finally retreated unwillingly.
The four flying spirits breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved.
But before they opened their mouths to talk, suddenly there was a flash of light in the distant sky, and a cloud of blood mist rolled from the sky.
The blood mist was silent, as if it was a ghost, and it was extremely fast. After a few flashes, it appeared near the four flying spirits, and circled around them several times.
The four Holy Sons of the Flying Spirit Clan were startled, and naturally immediately put themselves on guard.
There was a cold snort in the blood mist, and a pair of eyes full of madness appeared faintly. After the violent eyes swept over the four flying spirits, a hoarse voice came out that made the heart of the holy son of the flying spirit clan tremble.
"Although it's not those people! But since I met you, then consider yourself unlucky."
As soon as these words fell, there was a thunderclap in the blood fog, and the nearby sky was suddenly blood-red, and bursts of blood clouds appeared strangely, and then turned erratically.
"No, it's Tiangang Xuelei, run!" When one of the four flying spirits saw this scene, his face turned extremely pale. Fleeing in a certain direction.
When the other three holy sons heard the words "Tiangang Blood Thunder", they were also frightened out of their wits, and together with the aura, they also drove Duan Guang to turn around and run away.
But at this moment, there was a thunderclap in the air, and four blood-red lightning flashed out of the clouds, and then dissipated and dissipated out of thin air. The next moment, four streaks of blood appeared in the sky above the four escaped Dunguang, and fell down without hesitation.
Four screams came out, and the four rays of light collapsed in an instant when the blood electricity touched his body.
The bodies of the four holy sons of the Flying Spirit Tribe were reduced to ashes after a few flashes of lightning. Neither the aura of body protection nor the treasures of body protection played any role at all.
There was a burst of crazy laughter in the blood mist, and then the blood radiated, and the blood mist shot towards the distant sky like a meteor, and disappeared in a moment.
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I don't know how many thousands of miles away, Han Li sighed softly, looked at the seven flying spirits who suddenly appeared in front of them and surrounded them with malicious intentions, and asked lightly: "A few fellow Taoists, don't you want to find the Nether Flame Fruit?" , stop us what to do!"
"Our Tianpeng clan doesn't seem to have any enmity with the nobles." Bai Bi also said in a low voice, with a calm expression on his face.
"Hehe, the Tianpeng Clan does not have any entanglements with our Heiling Clan. However, the Chirong Clan and other strong branches secretly issued rewards to our other branches, as long as they can stay in forever. In the abyss, we can all get a lot of benefits. If we don't meet you, it's fine, we won't go looking for you on purpose. But since we met, such a convenient thing, we black spirit The family will not refuse." A tall flying spirit man with dark wings and skin said to Han Li with his arms folded, with a proud expression on his face.
The other Hei Ling people surrounding Han Li and the other four also looked like they were determined to eat them with a blank face.
It's no wonder that even though the Black Spirit Clan is not the top branch among the seventy-two branches, it is still in the middle and upper reaches, and it is far from being comparable to the Tianpeng Clan, which is almost the bottom of the branch.
"A reward?" Han Li frowned, somewhat unexpected.
"I've said everything that can be said. You won't be foolish ghosts when you get to the ground. Now you can go on the road with peace of mind." The leader of the Hei Lingren didn't want to say anything more, with a look of anger on his face, he waved one hand.
Seeing this, the black spirits from other directions opened their mouths without saying a word, each spewing out a black feather.
At first, it was only about an inch in size, but when I rubbed my hands together, it instantly became about a foot long. The surface was dark and shiny, and the runes rolled around. It was not ordinary at first glance.
The six black spirit men held six feathers and stretched them out at Han Li and the others at the same time. Pieces of black flames shot out strangely from the feathers, and then quickly scattered in all directions.
With a sound of "Boom", the black flame unexpectedly formed a huge flame shield, trapping all four of them in it.
These black spirits were merciless as soon as they made a move, and they actually planned to kill the Tianpeng clan and others in one fell swoop. As for Qin Xiao from the Yelu tribe, although he is not a member of the Tianpeng tribe, he obviously has no intention of letting him go.
When Lei Lan saw the fire, his complexion changed drastically, and the silver arcs on his body immediately formed a layer of protection to protect him, and then the golden gourd on his neck trembled, releasing a slender purple electric wire, and the arc instantly turned purple , The momentum is astonishing and abnormal.
After doing all this, the woman hurriedly said to Han Li: "Brother Han, this is the Golden Crow Spirit Fire of the Black Spirit Clan. It can absorb our mana and cultivation. .”
Bai Bi and Qin Xiao also showed a look of astonishment, and they also hurriedly cast spells in a hurry.
One released ten thousand golden rays, and the other sacrificed a dark green jade tablet, emitting traces of green light, desperately resisting the attack of black flames.
"Golden Crow Spirit Fire! It's interesting!" Han Li smiled, but he didn't see any action. A burst of five-color flames emerged from his body. Although those black flames were extremely powerful, when they came into contact with the flames, there was a muffled rumbling sound. When the two came into contact, the reaction was violent and abnormal, as if cold water had dropped into boiling oil.
Seeing this scene, those black spirits were startled.
But the leader of the Hei Lingren shrank his pupils and shouted without hesitation: "Increase the power of the spirit fire! There are so many of us, even if this kid has some supernatural powers to temporarily resist the spirit fire, he can't last long!"
This man seemed to have great prestige among the Hei Ling people, and the rest of them agreed, and the feathers in their hands waved even faster, and behind each of them appeared a phantom of a large black bird, most of them were blurry, and occasionally there were one or two The one that is clearer is also flickering, obviously unable to stabilize.
But as soon as these true spirits appeared, the power of those black feathers suddenly increased, and the flames that spewed out became almost as black as ink. Even where the black flame rolled past, even the surrounding space murmured dimly, slightly distorted and deformed.
This is clearly a manifestation of the flame's power reaching a certain extreme.
With such power, the original defenses of Lei Lan, Qin Xiao and the others immediately showed signs of being overdrawn, and the three hurriedly sacrificed other treasures in shock, but they couldn't last too long.
But the five-colored flames on Han Li's body seemed endless. While the power of the black flames increased greatly, the five-colored flames also surged several feet at once, and still firmly held the black flames in the distance.
This time, the leader Hei Lingren's complexion was not so good. But before he could speak again, Han Li glanced at Lei Lan and the others who were desperately resisting the black flame. Suddenly he opened his mouth, and a group of silver flames shot out. After a puff, it turned into a silver fire bird.
As soon as the fire bird appeared, it stared at the black flame outside the flame, and let out a cheerful Qingming. Then he spread his wings, and his figure swelled several times, turning into a giant silver bird about the size of Zhang Xu.
Then, without waiting for Han Li to move, the silver firebird plunged headlong into the black flames outside. The black flames and silver flames intertwined for a while, and it was silent, but then the firebird's body seemed to become a magnet, and the nearby black flames They all rolled into it.
The Spirit Devouring Sky Fire was originally mutated by fusing a variety of powerful real fires, and it also has a trace of instinctive spirituality, and is best at devouring all kinds of spiritual flames.
And although this so-called Golden Crow Spirit Fire is not really the Golden Crow Divine Flame driven by the Golden Crow True Spirit that can melt space and burn the earth, but with the help of the Golden Crow's feathers, it still contains a trace of the power of the Golden Crow Divine Flame. It is the thing that Devouring Skyfire likes to devour most.
Therefore, as soon as Han Lifang released the spirit-eating firebird to rush into the black flames, he immediately swallowed it with a large mouthful. In just a few breaths, the raging black flames on all sides were circled by the firebird, devouring nothing left.
A group of black spirit people suddenly stared dumbfounded!
Lei Lan Baibi and the others were naturally overjoyed!
"Who are you? The Tianpeng Clan absolutely doesn't have such supernatural powers." The leader of the Hei Lingman was shocked and asked angrily.
"I don't seem to need to answer you anymore." Han Li said in a low voice, spread his wings behind his back, and suddenly disappeared in place in a bluish-white arc.
The leader of the black spirit was obviously also a person with rich fighting experience. When he saw this scene, without thinking, he shook his sleeve with one hand, and made a tactic with the other hand at the same time.
Immediately, a black silk screen flew out from the cuff, but the target was not Han Li, but the man turned over, instantly forming a layer of black gauze to cover him tightly, and raised his other hand , but sprayed out three black thunderballs with the thickness of the cup mouth, hovering around his body.
After a thunderbolt, Han Li appeared almost next to the black gauze.
"Boom boom" three loud bangs, the three thunderballs disappeared in a flash, and hit Han Li accurately, but a pair of black battle armor appeared on Han Li's body at an unknown time.
Even though these three lightning balls were powerful, they could barely break half of the evil armor and did not hurt Han Li himself at all.
On the contrary, Han Li's face was expressionless, a golden light flashed on his body, and a layer of golden scales emerged. One arm was slightly blurred, and it stretched out quickly, and his five fingers were like hooks, grabbing the black spirit man's back.
With a sound of "呲啦", the seemingly extraordinary layer of black gauze was torn apart like paper under the flashing golden light of five fingers.
The black spirit man only felt a chill from his back, and a golden arm pierced through his chest. Strangely, the entire arm was not stained with blood.