Han Li didn't put away the demon corpse and the puppets. Instead, he released the dozen or so giant turtle puppets on the way to Feidun.
Ancestor Linghu and the white-clothed woman who followed behind were surprised, but relieved a little. Although these puppets are nothing if they fight alone, if they are used skillfully, if dozens of puppets come together, they will be ordinary. The Nascent Soul cultivator also needs to avoid the edge for the time being.
But while feeling at ease, not only the ancestor Linghu felt jealous again, even the woman in white murmured to herself, and felt that Han Li seemed to have infinite means and was really unpredictable.
At a distance of more than ten miles, Han Li flew to the vicinity of the battle group in the blink of an eye, stood more than a hundred feet away and stopped slowly, seeing everything in front of him clearly.
It was so close that he discovered that the so-called black and purple aura was actually formed by countless strands of black magic energy dancing in the purple-red magic light, and the source of these magic energy was purple light. A monster in the center.
This monster has a single horn on its forehead and a ferocious face, exactly like the two-headed and four-armed monster that escaped, but its body is no different from that of an ordinary person, and its skin is even crystal clear, like beautiful jade.
At this time, the monster's face was expressionless, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he hadn't woken up yet. But what is surprising is that it clearly has its lips tightly shut, but there are thunderous roars from its belly from time to time. Just listening to this sound, it seems that the monster seems to be furious, but its face is expressionless and extremely dumb.
And the two arms of this monster also mechanically threw balls of jet-black fireballs downward, its movements were stiff and unusually slow.
Don't look at it as just a few inconspicuous black fireballs, but once they fall into the green clouds below and explode, they will definitely set off a black fire wave more than ten feet wide, and disperse the nearby green clouds in pieces.
But Wei Wuya's poisonous cloud is no small matter. After a tumbling counterattack, he will immediately extinguish the black flame, and at the same time transform the large mist into countless green pythons, which keep rushing upwards and biting, in an attempt to break through the air and attack directly. A monster with a demon head and a human body in the magic light.
As a result, green mist, strange light, and black magic flame intertwined and flickered, and there were loud rumbling noises in the air from time to time.
"What's going on here? The monster doesn't seem to have fully awakened, or there are some restrictions on it. This is a good opportunity." Ancestor Linghu followed and stopped near Han Li. After a change, he said in surprise.
"If it was so easy to kill, Fellow Daoist Wei would have done it long ago. Why hide in the poisonous cloud and struggle to support it? It seems that there is another mystery in it. But judging from the strength of the devil's energy, this monster must be the same as the one that ran away just now. That has a lot of origins, and it's much more powerful," Han Li said casually while shaking his head, while his eyes kept scanning the surrounding area.
He wondered why the demonized "Marquis of Nanlong" who came earlier just now had no trace, but after a pause, he saw the silver-haired old men not far away, and the arrival of these people showed even more unexpected expressions.
When the old man surnamed Cheng saw Han Li, he couldn't help being surprised and delighted, but he didn't know why, so he just nodded and smiled at Han Li from a distance, and didn't intend to come over. Seeing this, Han Li smiled wryly in his heart , I can only pass the sound transmission first: "Senior brother Cheng, why did you get involved here? This monster is extremely dangerous, and even fellow Taoist Wei Wuya below may not be an opponent. In addition, there should be a double-headed monster nearby." The four-armed monsters are not much worse than the monsters in the field."
"What? The one below is Fellow Daoist Wei Wuya, and there is such a monster! Junior Brother Han knows so clearly, could it be that he has done it before?" The silver-haired old man was startled, and his lips moved over through voice transmission, "Try a little The other monster, although its true strength has not been measured, should not be under the monks of the late Nascent Soul. I and two fellow Taoists around me joined forces to manage it. These monsters will also devour the monks Nascent Soul, and their actions are as follows: Feng is good at concealing his whereabouts, senior brother, you have to be careful! If you really want to make a move, it's better for all of us to do it together, so it will be safer." Han Li hurriedly said the ancient demon's strength, and warned a few words.
"Understood, I will discuss it with the two friends here." The silver-haired old man heard Han Li's words so solemnly, his heart sank, and he hurriedly agreed. Then, the silver-haired old man turned his head and said something to the strange old man beside Daoist Tianjing, and relayed Han Li's words.
Immortal Jing had recognized Han Li early on that day, and when he saw the twenty or thirty tiger monster giant turtle puppets beside Han Li, his face was naturally full of surprise. At this moment, while smiling at Han Li, he was talking with the silver-haired old man.
And the wrinkled old man looked at Han Li with surprise when he heard Han Li's name. Although this is an old Nascent Soul monster who has been in seclusion for many years and doesn't care about world affairs, Han Li's recent reputation is too loud, and he is also his best friend and junior, so he is naturally a little curious, but on the surface it is just faint. He nodded to Han Li.
As for Patriarch Linghu and the white-clothed woman, although they are quite well-known, they don't have much friendship with the people on the opposite side, so although they know that Han Li is transmitting the sound, they let him communicate with the other three. To deal with such terrifying monsters, it is better for everyone to fight together.
At this moment, Wei Wuya's voice came from the green cloud, the voice was low and hoarse: "Is it fellow Daoist Han? It's great that fellow daoists arrived here in time. This monster is The ancient demons that invaded our human world in ancient times are the mortal enemies of our monks. Unexpectedly, there was one sealed in the Valley of Falling Demons, and it was unintentionally released by the masters of the King Returning Sect.
Sect Master Wang and fellow Daoist Wang Tiangu had already died in the space crack explosion when it broke free from the seal. I managed to survive with all my supernatural powers, but my vitality was also severely injured and I couldn't hold it back for long. Fortunately, a small part of the seal imposed on it by the ancient monks still exists in its body. It is using the magic fire in its body to refine the restriction. A few fellow Taoists must stop it, otherwise this beast, which has recovered its magic skills, will fall into the devil No one in the valley will be its opponent, and you will all suffer from it. "
Wei Wuya's voice was hurried and anxious, as if he had been seriously injured, and as soon as he finished speaking, there was a tumbling in the middle of the green mist, and then a figure appeared in the green light, his face was pale and bloodless, His eyes were a bit dim, whether it was Wei Wuya or someone else.
When Han Li heard this, he was stunned, but secretly complained in his heart. He thought he came here to help Wei Wuya, but why did they immediately become the main force? This time, they are in serious trouble!
After hearing these words, Patriarch Linghu, the silver-haired old man and others looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do. Even big monks like Wei Wuya are no match for this monster, and I'm afraid they are even worse. But if they are asked to scatter and flee, Wei Wuya will use righteousness to suppress them. Once the news of fleeing without a fight leaks out, they It is no longer possible to gain a foothold in Tiannan's world of cultivating immortals. After all, this is not a fight between monks, and no one will say anything if you run away when the situation is not good.
"Fellow daoists, don't worry. I've used my spiritual sense to investigate from afar. You only need to hold this monster for a while, and other fellow daoists will arrive soon. And not long ago, I told the Mulan priests They also sent out a sound transmission talisman, if the Mulan people want to gain a foothold in Tiannan, they will definitely come to support them." Seeing the embarrassment, Wei Wuya's voice slowed down, and he finally delivered some good news.
Hearing this, the monks including Han Li breathed a sigh of relief. Although they may not be the opponent of this monster, it seems that they can do it if they hold on for a while.
But the monster with the head of the demon floating in the black demonic energy seemed to understand the words of these people, his half-closed eyes trembled slightly, a ray of cold light flashed, and at the same time the demonic flame in his hand stopped, slowly Slowly raised his head and looked around.
Where the monster's eyes swept over, black and purple monster lights flickered endlessly, and everyone suddenly felt a chill rise from their backs, as if they were being targeted by natural enemies, and their hearts thumped at the same time.
Only Han Li practiced the Guo Dayan Jue, and his spiritual consciousness was really strong. Although he felt uncomfortable after being glanced at by him, his pupils shrank, and Lan Mang looked at each other for a flash. If he intentionally avoids it, I'm afraid there will be some shadow in his heart in the future, and he will be a little timid when facing this monster.
Seeing Han Li's behavior like this, the ancient demon with the head of a ghost was obviously a little surprised. His cold eyes turned around and fell on Han Li again. Han Li stared at the demon with half-closed eyes and said nothing.
The old man Linghu and the woman in white were originally standing beside Han Li. After being swept away by the ancient demon's eyes, they involuntarily moved a few steps to the sides, which seemed to be unbearable under the weight of the demon's consciousness. Seeing this, the expressions of the other people changed, and they couldn't help showing their guard.
At this moment, the demon raised his hand, black flames flickered, and a black fireball rapidly expanded and became the size of a head in a blink of an eye. Then, with a wave of his arm, the fireball disappeared suddenly.
Han Lizheng's heart trembled, and then he became astonished again, because the target of the black fireball was not Han Li and the others, but suddenly appeared somewhere in the sky above the demon, and then exploded, with a range of more than ten feet, They were all enveloped in black magic flames.
When Han Li was surprised, he saw a figure flashing under the black magic flame, and a monster with two heads and four arms appeared, and the four arms waved together with flashing purple light. The palm of the arm turned into a black fireball again.
Then with a movement of the arm, the monster swallowed the black fireball into its belly in one gulp, then raised its head, looking coldly at the monster with the head of the monster below.
"It really is you, you finally found it." The demon head, Gu Mo, sighed, and said suddenly.
"You are so courageous that you dared to attack me. It seems that you have made your own decisions. I really don't know whether it was right or wrong to let you go out and devour the soul of that monk." The two-headed and four-armed "Nan Marquis Long," said the head in a bad tone after a sinister grin.