Wait for a while, the blood cloud is still foggy, there is no sound, and as soon as those little ghosts get close to the place where the fog is thickest, they will be cut to pieces immediately, and no movement can be detected.
Now, Wang Chan couldn't sit still. He made a talisman with both hands, and the skulls floating on the surface of the blood cloud opened their mouths wide. Dozens of bowl-thick black lights shot out at the same time, shooting directly at Han Li's original location from all directions.
There was a slight vibration with a "bang".
There was a faint white light flickering in the mist. In the fierce collision of black and white light, a white light curtain appeared in the mist. This made the young master of Ghost Spirit Sect startled slightly, but then thought The white scaled shield that Han Li sacrificed at the beginning.
Wang Chan frowned, and after hesitating for a moment, he murmured to himself: "Since there are so many high-quality instruments to be obtained, let's lose some blood! Don't be caught by this kid's tricks and run away." .”
After saying this, Wang Chan suddenly stretched out his right index finger and put it on the corner of his mouth, bit it lightly, then squeezed out a drop of extremely thick blood from the opening, and gently dripped into the blood cloud under his body. Then put both hands deep into the blood cloud, concentrate on activating the exercises.
As Wang Chan spit out the spell slowly, the bright red blood cloud that originally enveloped Han Li's surroundings gradually turned, and it became faster and faster, and gradually squeezed towards the center, while the blood ghosts disappeared automatically. gone.
The cyan-red mist became faster as the blood cloud rotated, and began to be quickly swept away by the blood cloud and merged into it, making the middle gradually clear and revealing a huge white mask, which was shaped like a bowl with a white scale shield as the center. The shape is buckled upside down.
And in the center under the light curtain, Han Li was holding a strangely shaped small knife with a handle in one hand, emitting an astonishing yellow light, and holding a stack of gleaming talismans in the other hand, and was about to attack. There are still two round balls floating around him, one green and one red, continuing to emit a thick blue-red mist. Wang Chan saw all this clearly.
"You..." Seeing this situation, the young master of Ghost Spirit Sect sneered a few times, and was about to sneer a few more words.
But he just spit out a word. I saw Han Li below suddenly raised his hand, and with a slight sway of the knife, it turned into a dazzling yellow glow several feet long, and shot straight at Wang Chan. At the same time, the knife in his other hand The stack of talismans was also thrown out, and more than a dozen fiery dragons appeared out of thin air, attacking them all at once.
"Boy, the magic weapon can't break my blood spirit magic, unless..."
Wang Chan didn't care about bringing out the skull again and blowing out black air. But when he said the word "unless" complacently, he suddenly remembered something, his expression changed drastically, and he flew away from the blood cloud.
At the same time, the yellow light "popped" several times, smashing several skulls blocking the way in a row, and then smashing the blood cloud at the same time as the fire dragon. It gushed out from where he had been meditating. Then, a white light flew out from the gap. Flying away quickly, Huang Mang also turned around and followed closely.
"Treasure Fu!" Wang Chan shouted in surprise and anger.
He was momentarily negligent. Unexpectedly, Han Li just used the mist function to buy time for the activation of the talisman. Otherwise, even if the opponent has a talisman, he will never let the opponent have time to activate it. However, a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment. The chance of owning the talisman was indeed so small that he neglected it.
But even if the other party had talisman treasures, how could he be afraid given his identity as the young master of the Ghost Sect, since he himself had two talisman treasures with him. One of them was a very rare special-attribute talisman, so Han Li naturally wouldn't let him escape.
Wang Chan, who was extremely angry, jumped into the blood cloud, rolled up the blood cloud again, and drove the blood escape to catch up like a shooting star.
After an incense stick of time, Han Li stepped on the Shenfengzhou and stared coldly at the blood cloud approaching again. He suddenly waved one hand, followed by Huang Mang back with his carbine, stabbed back unexpectedly, and shot directly at the young master of Ghost Spirit Sect who was hiding in the blood cloud.
However, Wang Chan, who had already been prepared, threw away what he had prepared, and a golden skull grew larger in the wind, and a huge mouth bit Huang Mang in his mouth in one bite, making it unable to move any further. .
Han Li was taken aback, and hurriedly took a few hits, but the yellow glow couldn't do anything except jump a few times in the mouth of the golden skull.
Wang Chan grinned a few times, and the blood cloud around him rose again, making Han Li feel a chill, as he was about to repeat the scene of being trapped again. But at this moment, the blood cloud that had boiled a little before suddenly died down, and Wang Chan, who was doing the trick, changed his expression drastically. Not only did the speed of Feidun slow down, but his face was faintly covered with a layer of bluish black .
Han Li, who had always paid attention to the other party, was taken aback when he saw this scene.
Then there was a long howl of panic on the face of the other party, and even the golden skull who was holding Han Li was ignored, and the person was wrapped in a cloud of blood and flew out as fast as lightning, which made Han Li He stopped in place blankly, a little confused.
He could only hesitantly turn the golden skull and the yellow glow into two talismans, and easily received them in his hands. Then looking at the figure of the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect who is gradually disappearing, I don't know what to do
Let him go after him, it seems that he doesn't have the guts to do so. However, hearing the other party's shrieking sound that gradually diminished, Han Li immediately realized something, and hastily drove the Shenfengzhou to change direction, disappearing into the sky.
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Not long after, Han Li, who had just escaped from the dangerous situation, regretted it after careful consideration!
He finally knew the reason why the opponent retreated instead of chasing him. The opponent was poisoned, and it was the extremely poisonous ink dragon poison. This is all due to the fact that the other party dared to suck a large amount of poisonous mist released by "Green Fire Miasma" into the blood cloud.
During the sacrificial refining of these fogs, according to his request, the remaining erysipelas of the ink dragon was refined together in it. Now these blood clouds that absorbed the mist and also contained a lot of toxins must have been inhaled into the body by the young sect master when he was chasing after Han Li, so how could he retreat in panic without being poisoned!
The more Han Li thought about it, the more remorseful he felt in his heart. If he returns there now, he must be mentally ill! It was a good opportunity to kill a powerful enemy and snatch more treasures from the opponent, but let him give up. This really made Han Li a little depressed!
However, why didn't the other party put away such a powerful talisman as the golden skull, and ran away. He is still a little puzzled!
Han Li didn't know that the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, who was also extremely cautious and ran away when he saw the situation was not going well, was also annoyed at this moment! And beside him were the two Li brothers who were alchemy cultivators looking at each other.
It turned out that after Wang Chan ran back for a short distance, he met the two elders of Ghost Spirit Sect who had wiped out the other seven sects of monks head-on. Because the two of them were a little worried about the safety of the young master, they chased after it out of consideration.
Now when he saw Wang Chan who was poisoned, he naturally used his profound magic power to help him force out the poison in a hurry.
And this young sect master, who had just understood the toxicity, also vaguely guessed the reason for his poisoning, but he regarded Han Li's unintentional actions as a deliberate trap for himself. This made Wang Chan, who had never suffered such a big loss, immediately hated Han Li to the bone, and vaguely regarded him as a strong enemy.
With these two kinds of thinking, Wang Chan was a little bit unwilling to give up, regardless of his body and his weakness, and after chasing the two elders madly for hundreds of miles in the original direction, he still returned without success, but the feeling of annoyance in his heart But the intention is like a fishbone, stuck in the heart forever.
As for the golden skull and skull talisman that he had to discard because he couldn't take it back for a while because he was holding the opponent's talisman, he didn't care much. After all, it has been used many times, and it is probably a waste product that is about to run out of power. Even if it is taken away by Han Li, it will only be used once or twice at most, and it will not be of much use.
But what made him even more furious was that when he returned to the small mountain where he set up an ambush, a ghost guard reported to him that a group of people from the Hehuan Sect, one of the six demon sects, unexpectedly attacked them.
Although there were no casualties, the two female monks who had been subdued by them were snatched away by the other party. Judging by the "outstanding" delicate appearance of the leader, it is Tian Buque, the second son of the Suzerain of Hehuan Sect. A troublesome figure of the younger generation whose reputation is not inferior to his.
After hearing the bad news, although Wang Chan's eyes were only gloomy on the surface, in fact he almost felt like vomiting blood in his heart. Han Li and Tian are not short of two people, and they are on his must-kill list for Wang Chan in the future.
"Go, inform the ancestors of the Yan family to evacuate immediately!" After a long while, Wang Chan finally said coldly after heaving a sigh of relief.
At this time, Han Li did not dare to delay at all, and fled all the way to Huangfeng Valley at high speed. But on the way, he ran into a monk who was a mixture of Huadaowu and Zheyuezong, and then he was recruited after the announcement of the first late foundation establishment monk.