A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 852: The magic power is raging

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As expected, the jet-black knife glow easily cut several layers of shields in half like cutting vegetables, and then these shields turned into a little bit of light amidst the crackling sound. After the demon soul slashed out with a knife, he saw the three fleeing separately, his eyes turned to the escape light of the three, and a look of sarcasm appeared on his face.

At this time, thousands of ice cones were also all over the top of the head, covering it inside.

The demon soul shook his hands slightly, and the black giant blade in his hand flashed with light, turning into glaring awns again. Then with two hands, the black light elongated and thinned, and instantly turned into two black light spears about two feet long. With vigorous swings of the arms one after another, one shot shot at the old man, and the other shot turned around and flew towards the silver-haired old man. And the demon soul stomped his feet fiercely, his figure suddenly turned into a black light, and he went straight to shoot at Daoist Tianjing.

There was a loud scream, and the two black spears flashed and disappeared strangely on the way, while the demon soul swayed a few times, like a ghost, appeared more than twenty feet away, and instantly escaped the attack range of the ice cone .

The Nascent Soul elder, who was flying away with all his strength, heard a shriek from behind him. He was stunned, and without thinking too much, he suddenly sacrificed the thing he had held in his hand for a long time. Immediately, an octagonal silver medal flew out, turning into a layer of silver-white light curtain to envelop him.

The old man felt a little relieved and hurriedly turned his head to look behind him, but there was nothing in front of him, as if there was nothing there.

The old man was stunned for a while, before he could understand what was going on, there was a loud screaming sound very close at hand, a black light flashed, and a black spear appeared strangely a few feet away, and shot to the screen wall with lightning speed. Under the old man's horrified face, black light and silver light intertwined. As the whole body of the black spear twisted and jerked, with a "poof", the light curtain was pierced through like confetti, and then the spear penetrated into the old man's belly and burst open.

The old man didn't even have time to scream, his body turned into pieces of flesh flying everywhere, and a Nascent Soul surrounded by a silver light cluster appeared on the spot with a dazed face, he still didn't seem to believe that his body was just like this destroyed.

Just at this moment of hesitation, the strands of black light that had originally burst out condensed into a big net again, covering the Nascent Soul within it instantly. At this time, Yuanying came to his senses with a frightened expression on his face. He hurriedly made a tactic with both hands, and the silver light flashed wildly outside his body a few times, then suddenly disappeared in place, and used the teleportation technique.

With a flash of silver light, Yuan Ying plunged into the net and showed his figure. The black silk screen unceremoniously shrunk and tightened, wrapping the Nascent Soul into a huge ball of light in the blink of an eye, suspended in the air and became motionless.

And another black spear that shot in the direction of the silver-haired old man also appeared behind the old man surnamed Cheng as if teleported.

The silver-haired old man hadn't recovered his vitality before entering the valley, and now he was even more unable to react to such a strange attack. He could only yell "No", and was about to let the Nascent Soul escape from his body in order to survive.

But at this moment, violent spatial fluctuations appeared when the old man stretched out his hand, and then a blood-red sword light about ten feet long appeared in front of the black spear. The sword's light was scarlet like blood, and its evil aura was soaring, and it unceremoniously slashed at the black spear.

After the black light and blood intersected with the rocks, and then there was a burst, they disappeared without a trace.

The silver-haired old man hurriedly looked towards Han Li with great joy in his heart, only to see Han Li put down the bloody sword in his hand with a pale face, and forced a smile at the old man.

"Senior brother Cheng" was naturally grateful to his junior brother Han, and then he flew to Han Li's side in an instant with the agitation of his whole body.

The other Daoist Tianjing was not so lucky. When he saw not far away, behind the scene where the old man's body was destroyed and the Nascent Soul was trapped, his face turned "shua", extremely pale, and his light suddenly increased by three points.

But at this moment, the figure in front of him swayed, and a strange figure with two heads and four arms emerged.

Daoist Tianjing's heart trembled, and he immediately stopped to escape, and at the same time he opened his mouth without thinking too much, and a small crystal-like sword shot out. Then, under the urging of the formula, the sword instantly turned into dozens of dense white sword lights and slashed away.

The demon soul didn't say a word, twisted his body strangely, and disappeared out of thin air on the spot, and the sword light naturally slashed into the empty space.

Daoist Tianjing's heart sank, his body flashed with inspiration, and he was about to fly upwards, but just as soon as he moved, he felt a huge shock from the protective mask, and at the same time a series of muffled sounds came out, and the mana in his body suddenly lost control Most of them collapsed, and their stature stopped for a while.

"Not good!" Daoist Tianjing turned pale with fright, the sound of the shield breaking followed, and a jet-black demon claw pierced out from his abdomen with a crackling sound, grabbing He caught the Nascent Soul in his dantian who was about to escape out of his body.

With a twitch of his arm, Daoist Tianjing's limbs went limp, and he immediately lost his ability to move. Then black flames rose up, and the remnant body was instantly wrapped in magic flames and turned into a pile of fly ash.

Just when Daoist Yuanying was so frightened that his soul flew into the sky, he loosened his magic hand, and it suddenly got free.

This time, this Nascent Soul was full of surprises. It didn't have time to think about the whole story, and suddenly the white light flashed, and the Nascent Soul teleported more than ten feet away.

But before he teleported again, the demon soul in the distance sneered, opened his mouth slightly, and a purple shadow popped out in a flash, and Yuan Ying in the distance was pierced through the body by the long purple tongue, and then he went back and locked Daoist Tianjing's body easily. The Nascent Soul was swept into the bloody mouth of the demon spirit's head.

After chewing for a few times, the black light flickered on Mohungui's face, revealing a look of satisfaction. Then he waved his hand to the light ball enveloping another Nascent Soul not far away, and the light ball came lasingly, and was also swallowed by the demon with a big mouth. After swallowing two Nascent Souls in a row, Mohun felt that the soul power in his body had increased a lot, so he turned around calmly and looked at the only silver-haired old man who slipped through the net and Han Li standing aside. The tip of his tongue quickly touched the upper jaw and then retracted, showing an unsatisfactory expression on his ferocious face.

The silver-haired old man in the distance saw the scene of Daoist Tianjing and another friend Yuanying being swallowed by the demon soul. Although he was not terrified, he was also very ugly. He knew that if it wasn't for Feidun's direction being on Han Li's side, and Han Li's help, his fate would definitely not be much better.

And the Nascent Soul cultivator, who was respected and admired by all the monks outside the valley, actually walked a round in front of this monster, which is really unbelievable.

And Han Li was able to entangle with this demon for such a long time, but he was only slightly disadvantaged, which shows that his supernatural powers are great. Back then, he tried his best to win over this Junior Brother Han. It's really the right thing to do.

Qi Qiran thought of the old man in his heart, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Han Li beside him.

Han Li's face was gloomy, but his eyes were calm and unruffled. Having already set up the Da Geng sword array, he thought he had the power to fight, so his confidence greatly increased, and he casually glanced at another battle group hundreds of meters away.

The other ancient demon over there obviously had the intention of fighting steadily, but it just released a jet-black magic fire hundreds of feet wide, surrounding Wei Wuya's green cloud in the middle, and continuously smelted and weakened it.

The emerald green poisonous cloud, which was originally several acres in size, is now only the size of several acres, and looks crumbling.

On the other hand, Patriarch Linghu and the woman in white rely on the shelter of the green cloud to be safe for the time being, but they also tried their best to mobilize a few treasures to resist the evil power of the demon fire.

Han Li secretly sighed, knowing that Wei Wuya and the others would not last long. However, he didn't care too much, so he could only concentrate on dealing with the demon soul in front of him first, and see if he could rely on the big formation to kill this beast first.

At this time, the demon soul in the distance flew towards Han Li without any haste.

Han Li narrowed his eyes, raised his hand without saying a word, a jade talisman shot out from his hand, and then a dark ghost flashed a black ghost hand and grabbed the demon soul head-on. At the same time, with a flick of his sleeve, dozens of blue flying swords flew into the sky from the sleeve, and after a buzzing sound, the blue light burst out, and the lights of all the swords condensed into a giant blue sword, with an astonishing momentum.

Han Li made a tactic with both hands, and pointed lightly at the demon soul. The giant sword disappeared from the air in an instant after a sway, and the next moment, it suddenly appeared on top of the demon soul, and cut it down without any politeness.

There was a strange laugh from the mouth of the demon soul, and after rubbing the two together, another black giant blade appeared in his hand, and he aimed at the falling blue giant sword and slashed head-on.

This demon had already seen that this blue flying sword was one of Han Li's natal magic weapons, so he naturally had the vicious thought of severing the giant sword with one blow and hurting the opponent's mind.

As for the ghost claw that was flying towards you and grabbed it, the demon raised an arm in disdain, and a jet of black devil energy spewed out from his hand, instantly turning into a black tentacle, entangled the ghost claw, and died Dead stuck in the middle.

The ghost claw desperately tore at the devilish energy around it, but it was of no avail at all. The devilish energy was like maggots attached to the bones, breaking and closing, closing and closing again, unable to get rid of it at all.

At this time, when the black giant blade and the blue giant sword came into contact, an astonishing loud noise erupted.

The black light and blue light were intertwined, and the entire giant blade made a low buzzing sound, and the space between them began to distort and deform, and shock waves like ripples emerged. However, although the cyan giant sword retreated steadily under the forceful pressure, it was still intact and did not appear to be broken in the slightest.

The two heads of the demon soul looked up in surprise, surprise was revealed on both faces.

Of course, it doesn't know that although Han Li's Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Swords have not been cultivated for a long time and have not been mixed with Geng Jing, their power is very limited, but they were re-refined by Han Li with the refining crystal in the early years. The hardness is far beyond ordinary magic weapons, basically nothing in this world can cut them off in an instant.

Although the magic blade formed by the demon soul using the high vibration of the demonic energy is extremely sharp, comparable to the top flying swords and flying knives of human monks, but it is natural to cut off dozens of giant swords formed by green bamboo bee cloud swords in a short period of time. Not enough strength.

And just when the demon soul was stunned, thunder suddenly sounded from the giant cyan sword, and countless golden arcs popped out from the sword, golden light flashing. The black giant blade, which was originally gaining the upper hand, collapsed and disintegrated instantly when it touched these golden arcs.

Without the slightest resistance, the cyan giant sword took advantage of the situation with a thick golden arc, and slashed fiercely at the top of the demon soul's head.