But now, most of his magic power has been consumed, and his combat strength has been reduced to the extreme. He immediately ignored the fact that this place is still on the battlefield, raised his hand and released a yellow futon, and sat cross-legged on it.
Han Li closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath after making a tactic with both hands.
The elixir that he took just now, although it can avoid the danger of body explosion and backlash, it is naturally impossible to refine and absorb all of them in such a hurry, and the terrifying medicinal power has accumulated in the body at once.
If it is not forcibly suppressed in time, the consequences will naturally be unimaginable.
Fortunately, there are magic circles around to protect it, and after the Leopard Lin Beast flickered, it reappeared beside him to protect the magic, so there was no need to worry about any unexpected interference for a while.
After a short while of effort, a layer of golden light appeared on Han Li's body, and it slowly flowed around. Han Li, who lived in it, turned into a golden war god and remained motionless for a while.
Suddenly, the technique of his hands changed, and his fingers bounced out of his chest like a wheel.
With the sound of breaking through the air, more than a dozen slender silver threads disappeared in a blink of an eye. It was a dozen slender silver needles that were bounced into his body by his magic. Some vital points in the meridian.
Then a sleeve flicked, and more than a dozen talismans of different colors flew out. After one circled, they shot towards Han Li.
"Puff" a few times!
These talismans burst open in clusters of blazing flames, and then turned into a dozen or so large rune phantoms, one of which flickered into the body and disappeared.
Han Li let out a muffled snort, a faint golden light curled up on his face, his breath rose slightly, and he immediately regained his stability.
After waiting for a while, he let out a breath and finally opened his eyes.
"Finally suppressed for the time being, I don't know what's going on on the other side. There should be no accidents between the two of them." Han Li put away the futon, stood up all of a sudden, and murmured a few words.
Then his eyes flashed, and he glanced in a certain direction.
If there is nothing wrong, Zen Master Jin Yue and the two should still be fighting fiercely with the incarnation of the bloody ancestor.
After Han Li pondered for a while, just as he was about to make another move, suddenly the space trembled violently, followed by a loud bang like a landslide!
The sky and the surrounding light curtains shattered inch by inch in an instant, and the entire space magic circle was forcibly smashed open by someone with great supernatural powers.
Thirty-six male cultivators staggered one after another, flashing out of the void one after another, or spraying blood from their mouths, or their limbs bursting on their own, and the formation equipment in front of them collapsed out of thin air under the backlash.
Han Li's complexion changed slightly, his eyes focused, and he looked away at a nearby place that suddenly appeared.
I saw a huge crystal blood-red skeleton over there, roaring and wreaking havoc.
This huge skeleton is more than a hundred feet high, and it has three heads and six arms. Each of the six big hands holds a dark stick-shaped weapon.
The six demon soldiers waved together, setting off gusts of demonic wind, and countless knives and guns were faintly rolled out of the black air.
On the top of the huge skull of the skeleton, the blood-robed youth stood there holding a tactic with one hand and holding a large black seal in the other, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was urging the skeleton under him with all his strength.
On the opposite side, the silver-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Yue looked extremely embarrassed.
A golden cassock on one body was broken into several pieces, and there was an astonishing bloody handprint on the chest, more than half a foot deep, as if half of the ribs had been turned into powder, but a trace of blood did not flow out.
The other has a bun on his head, his face is extremely pale, and the light of a seven-color feather fan in his hand is extremely dim.
There are several treasures hovering and dancing in front of both of them, turning into layers of light curtains to protect themselves, but under the impact of the magic wind, they are crumbling, flickering wildly, and they can no longer support them at any time.
This bloody skeleton possesses such terrifying strength. Obviously, the space restriction just now was forcibly broken by it.
Seeing all this clearly, Han Li's eyes sank slightly.
The strength of the last incarnation of the blood light ancestor seems to be much greater than expected.
But there was no expression on his face, only a slight movement of a palm in his sleeve.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and something was caught in the palm of the hand by five fingers.
The disappearance of the restriction naturally allowed the three people who were still fighting over there to see clearly the situation on Han Li's side.
The expressions of the three are quite different.
Both the silver-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Yue were pleasantly surprised, while the blood-robed young man showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.
You know, it was only a short period of time since they parted from Han Li, the big man of the Demon Race. But now Han Li was standing there safe and sound, while the big devil had disappeared out of thin air.
The blood-robed boy knew very well that the big man of the demon race was very powerful, and he was not sure of killing him even if he took a shot himself. Naturally, he absolutely refused to believe that Han Li could kill the big man of the demon race in such a short time, and his eyes flickered back and forth immediately. The scans don't stop.
"Fellow Daoist Han, hurry up and attack. Let's work together to fight against this beast. Hey, why did Fellow Daoist's aura become so weak. Not good..."
The blood-robed young man over there swept Han Li several times with his divine sense. After he failed to sense the aura of the big demon man, the blood-colored skeleton under him suddenly changed the direction of the magic weapon in his hand, and slammed into the void where Han Li was. out.
A gust of magic wind roared and flew out, the black wind was billowing, the cold light shone, and there were vaguely thousands of knives and guns and other kinds of magic weapons.
Apparently, this incarnation of the ancestor also noticed the weakness of Han Li's aura, and with malicious intentions in his heart, he dealt Han Li a severe blow no matter what happened.
With the astonishing aura exuded by this wave of attacks, it would really not be an easy task for Han Li to resist now.
But there was no sign of panic on his face, he just flung out the thing in his sleeve lightly.
After a whimper and howl, a pitch-black black ring was thrown out, and countless golden flowers gushed out from it.
These golden flowers twisted and turned in mid-air, and turned into fist-sized golden beetles in the flickering flicker. There are as many as tens of thousands. Each one is golden and has a hideous shape. It is exactly those mature gold-eating insects.
Although Han Li's physical mana was greatly insufficient, his spiritual power was still strong, so he was still able to mobilize these gold-eating insects with ease.
Under the urging of his magic formula, these gold-eating insects suddenly turned into a golden cloud and blocked in front of Han Li.
Then Han Li felt a little empty with one finger, and after the golden cloud condensed, it turned into a huge golden shield.
At this time, the magic wind in the distance rolled and hit the shield with countless sharp blades.
There was a series of loud noises of "rumbling", and the surface of the shield was bursting with cracks, which itself was as solid as gold. The seemingly menacing magic wind was abruptly blocked.
Seeing this situation in the distance, the blood-robed young man's face changed slightly, but before he could use any magical powers, Han Li on the opposite side gave a low shout, raised his hand to his side, and said "go" .
"Bang"!
The golden shield disintegrated and opened, and tens of thousands of beetles buzzed out at once, turning into a golden cloud and rolling towards them, and after a few scrolls, they arrived near the bloody skull.
"No, it's the Gold Devouring Swarm!"
After the blood-robed youth swept the swarm of insects wildly for a few times, he suddenly remembered something, his expression changed drastically and he let out a loud roar.
Then the skeleton under him danced wildly with the magic soldiers in his hands for a few times, and threw them fiercely at once, and a flickering monster that turned into six black pythons went straight towards the insect cloud.
As for the blood-robed boy himself, he hurriedly stepped on the skeleton under him, and together with the bloody gust of wind, he and the skeleton were engulfed in it, and he fled away quickly.
"Boom" several loud noises.
As soon as the six black giant pythons jumped into the golden worm cloud, they disappeared without a trace after only a few flashes.
But the swarm of insects turned into a golden giant eagle when they were concentrated, and when they spread their wings, they immediately turned into a thick golden light, and went straight to the blood-colored gale at an inconceivable speed.
When the silver-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Yue witnessed all this, the expressions on their faces were naturally surprised first and then happy.
"Hurry up and use that thing, this is a good time!" the silver-haired old man suddenly growled.
"The poor monk also has this intention." Zen Master Jin Yue's eyes flashed coldly, and he agreed without hesitation.
After the two immediately exchanged glances, they suddenly turned their palms at the same time, and each carefully took out half of the brocade handkerchief.
The brocade handkerchief was scorched yellow, and there were some dirty rune inscriptions on the surface, which looked dilapidated.
But the old man and the monk were very fond of the thing in their hands. After Fang Yi took it out, he immediately muttered solemnly, and threw the brocade handkerchief in the direction where the blood-robed boy was fleeing.
Two clusters of gray light rose into the sky, and after circling in the air, they converged in the middle, and merged into a gray Tai Chi picture, which disappeared in the air in a flash.
The sky was completely dark, and countless black clouds appeared in the sky instantly, followed by a thunderclap, and under the clouds and mist, a phantom of Tai Chi that looked like a small town fell from the sky, covering the area of a thousand acres below at once. Everything is covered under it.
Whether it was the blood-robed youth who was fleeing from the spurt, or the other demons in the phantom on the battlefield, they all felt their bodies sinking, and their figures froze and slowed down.
However, this kind of restriction is not worth mentioning to those of the level of the Demon Lord. Although they are shocked, as long as they raise the mana in their bodies, they will bear it as if nothing happened.
As for the blood-robed boy, he was swept away by the nearby blood wind, and his escape speed did not decrease at all.
But at this moment, the silver-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Yue rushed to the sky with both hands to be a little dignified, and began to mutter words at the same time.
The deep incantation sound echoed over the entire battlefield at once.
The next moment, the huge Tai Chi phantom suddenly shrank to the size of a mu with the blood-robed boy at the center.
Numerous five-color runes gushed out from it, and the Tai Chi phantom suddenly became dazzling, as if it had been completely transformed into light.