Han Li danced wildly with arcs all over his body and floated several feet away. The golden arcs on his body were dazzling, as if the god of thunder had descended into the world. When the nearby magic cloud met his face, it was completely cleared away, exposing a space of more than ten feet in size, which actually enveloped the old man's anti-climate inside, his figure was undoubtedly exposed.
"Ah!" The green-robed old man couldn't help but let out a low cry, and then realized that something was wrong, and immediately a flash of spiritual light flashed on his body, and he was about to flee from this place in a hurry.
But since Han Li took the risk of diving here with Thunder Dungeon, how could he let him go so easily. With a flash of his figure, the man brought a series of phantoms to the front of the old man, raised his hands together, and a purple flame and a golden light shot out at the same time.
The green-robed old man was taken aback when he saw Han Li's figure so fast. He didn't care about other things, and hurriedly opened his mouth, and a green wall emerged from the shield, laying between Han Li and the old man.
After a flash of purple flame, it hit the light wall unceremoniously.
With a soft sound of "Here!", the purple cold air spread rapidly on the light wall, and a thick layer of ice quickly covered the entire light wall, freezing the ancient blue shield inside.
"What kind of skill is this, why is it so overbearing?" The old man couldn't help but startled.
Another golden light also shot out.
With a soft "poof", the golden light disappeared in a flash on the ice wall, but immediately a ray of golden light suddenly appeared in front of the old man.
The green-robed old man shuddered, his figure almost subconsciously dodged to one side desperately. Immediately, he felt a chill in his shoulder, and an unbearable pain came.
He hurriedly glanced sideways in horror, only to see that one of his arms had been cut off by the golden light, and if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, his head might have fallen off.
The golden light circled and shot high into the sky, it was a small golden sword about an inch long.
And after he looked back, he found a small hole in the ice wall in front of him. The golden light was so sharp that it pierced through the ice wall and the double barrier of the light curtain formed by the ancient shield like nothing, it was really unbelievable.
The old man didn't bother to marvel, he was extremely frightened and angry at this moment.
He quickly hit his body with a talisman, and after he stopped the bleeding for a while, he gritted his teeth and looked forward, wanting to tear Han Li's body into thousands of pieces to repay the pain of his broken arm. But where his eyes swept, there was nothing in front of him, and Han Li disappeared.
"Not good!" Seeing this scene, the old man's heart sank, and a layer of chill surged from the bottom of his heart. He didn't care about looking for Han Li's trace, so he quickly reached for the storage bag with one hand, wanting to take out a bag. Let's talk about protecting the whole body with a treasure.
But it was too late.
There was an inaudible muffled sound from behind the green-robed old man, and then his protective aura was shattered by something, and a palm wrapped in purple flames pierced through his chest from behind with lightning speed. Instantly filled the whole body, freezing it alive inside.
The old man felt the needle-like stinging pain all over his body silently, and he couldn't move a single bit, and he was terrified in his heart.
But at this time, Han Li, who turned behind him strangely, didn't show any intention of holding back. The sleeve robe fluttered without hesitation, and a golden electric grid fell from the hood. Where the arc flashed and burst, the purple ice cubes shattered inch by inch. And a baby shrouded in black light shot out from the shattered ice immediately, and after a flash, it was about to teleport away in a panic.
But Han Li, who had expected it for a long time, let out a cold shout, and the electric light blazed. After the old man's Yuanying teleported, he plunged into the golden net, unable to escape from the net.
A chill flashed at the corner of Han Li's mouth, and he made a fist with both hands, and the golden net shrank suddenly, and then burst open. The old man's Yuanying disappeared into nothingness amidst the flickering golden light.
It only took a moment for the old man to attack Han Li, and Han Li mercilessly killed the old man in blue. The yellow-robed man and the other Fangjian Mountain monsters had no time to rescue them.
Seeing that Han Li had so easily killed an old man of the same level in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the two of them were terrified at the same time, and their faces turned pale at the same time.
The yellow-robed old man's lips moved slightly before he could think about it, and he said a few words through voice transmission, and then he and the hurricane Zhong Tianfeng Zhenjun, regardless of continuing to besiege King Xuanye, suddenly took away the magic weapon, and the two of them shot backwards at the same time. In the sand fog, his figure disappeared without a trace.
King Xuanye was seriously injured and was at a disadvantage just now, but with the tenacity of the corpse king's body, after being attacked by magic weapons a few times, he finally managed it safely. However, at this moment, the old devil looked at Han Li with a strange look. In addition to being shocked in his heart, he felt a little uneasy.
He thought to himself that if he had not been seriously injured and was in the mausoleum, he would never be able to kill a monk of the same level as lightly as the person in front of him, even the Nascent Soul.
Regardless of Han Li's supernatural powers or means, the old man's heart was slightly chilled.
"Could it be that this person is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?" King Xuanye thought so, and took another look at Han Li, but it was true that he was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Then this shows that this seemingly young cultivator's supernatural powers are so amazing that he can even catch up with the great supernatural powers of the late Nascent Soul.
Thinking of this, Lao Mo took a breath of cool air. Fortunately, only the avatar was sent to look for this person at the beginning. If he did not know and personally chased and killed this person for the vajra mask, he would probably be in bad luck.
And since he returned to the mountains, he can no longer sense the two incarnations, and it seems that he has been killed by the other party. King Xuanye felt a little uneasy, and subconsciously blamed Han Li for the disappearance of the two avatars.
He hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to say something to Han Li, a surprising change suddenly appeared in the magic circle around him, attracting his attention all at once.
I saw that the originally yellow sand mist suddenly changed its color, and the sand waves disappeared in the drowsiness. Instead, the black sand particles that trapped Han Lifei's sword just now appeared faintly. These gravels do not want to be as dense as yellow sand, but each one is flashing with a gloomy black light, densely packed in the sand mist, which looks extremely strange.
And with the appearance of these black sand and gravel, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves rose loudly, turning into black sand mist, squeezing towards the middle aggressively.
"No, the old ghost of Kuangsha actually released all the Luohunsha and mixed it into the restriction. Fellow Daoist, these Luohunsha can't be resisted by ordinary magic weapons, and can only be hardened by relying on one's own cultivation. .However, with so many Luohunshas, his mana must be a little bit reluctant, and it will never last. As long as he survives a few rounds of onslaught, he will be fine." King Xuanye's face turned cold, and he hurriedly greeted Han Li loudly .
Now that he and Han Li were stuck in the same boat, he naturally didn't want any accidents to happen to this helper with such great supernatural powers. He had seen Han Li use that golden arc to break through the sand once before, but this time so many Lost Soul Sands attacked at once, he didn't believe that Han Li could still resist it with just those arcs.
"Luohunsha? This sand is so dark, it seems that it is a magic weapon refined by soul sacrifice. No wonder there is such a big momentum." Floating in the air, Han Li muttered to himself, his face was With a deadpan expression on his face, he didn't even make the slightest defensive move.
Seeing this, King Xuanye was a little surprised, but seeing that the black sand fog was about to cover the remaining space, he didn't care about anything else.
He opened his mouth, and clusters of gray-white corpse flames spewed out of his mouth, and condensed into a huge fireball in the blink of an eye, covering it inside. Only the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Flame, which he has cultivated hard for countless years, can withstand the siege of these falling soul sands.
And just for this moment of delay, the black mist immediately submerged the old devil in it. Corpse flames and black light intertwined and flickered instantly, and there were rumbling and crackling sounds from time to time, which was extremely intense.
At this time, Han Li's figure slowly retreated towards the center in the air. A moment later, seeing that he had retreated to the point of no return, Han Li raised his eyebrows, and suddenly slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist. A black light flew out from the mouth of the bag, circled and landed in front of him, revealing A little black monkey.
This monkey is several inches in size, with a face full of reluctance, it is the weeping soul beast that originally refined the corpse flame in the vajra cover. This beast was forcibly summoned by Han Li with his divine sense, which interrupted his cultivation, and he was naturally in a bad mood.
But after a while, the Weeping Soul Beast's big nose sniffed a few times, and after sweeping away the overwhelming black sand mist, a look of joy suddenly appeared on its face.
Immediately without the urging of Han Li's divine sense, it beat its chest with both hands, and let out a low and long whistle. The ape, the grimace pattern on the back is immediately visible, and the body twists and turns as if it comes alive.
No matter the two big men in yellow robes who were hiding in the sand fog waiting for an opportunity to move, or King Xuanye who was desperately resisting Luohunsha, they couldn't help but be secretly shocked when they saw this ape appearing so surprisingly.
They were thinking about Han Li's intention of releasing this mysterious spirit beast at this time, the giant ape snorted loudly, and a large cloud of yellow clouds flew out from its nose. Protect yourself in the middle.
The black sand mist finally pressed on aggressively, but as soon as the overwhelming sand mist touched Huang Xia, a large puff of thick black air immediately burst out, and was swept into it by Xia Guang.
As soon as the black air was gone, the sand and gravel with black lights flashing were revealed in the sand mist. Seeing this, the giant ape grinned unceremoniously, and shot out a beam of golden light.
Where the beam of light shines, fog falls to dust, and all the black sand is sucked in without the slightest resistance, directly into the giant ape's big mouth.
In a blink of an eye, after Huang Xia and Guangzhu swept several times, the black sand mist was blown to pieces, and the Yin Qi was disintegrated, making it impossible to get close to Han Li at all. But after being absorbed a lot of Yin Qi and black sand by the Weeping Soul Beast, the nearby sand fog gradually turned from black to yellow.
Hidden in the sand mist, Master Kuangsha and Tianfeng Zhenjun who bullied themselves to the vicinity couldn't help but be dumbfounded.