Chapter 2188: Volume Ten: The Battle of the Demon Realm, Chapter 2166: The Wood Clan Great Battle (Part X)

Volume Ten: The Battle of the Demon Realm, Chapter 2166: The Wood Clan Great Battle (Part X)

Volume Ten: The Battle of the Demon Realm, Chapter 2166: The Wood Clan Great Battle (Part X)

"You are indeed not an ordinary Integration stage cultivator, actually able to teleport the two of us here out of thin air. This kind of divine ability that directly creates a teleportation magic formation is rare indeed! But since you sent the two of us here, you don't really intend to fight one against two, do you!" The old man in the robe stared at the giant Dharma Image behind Han Li, his eyes flashing with a trace of solemnity. (Read without ads, full-text error-free novel, net-, your best choice!)

"You are not the true body either. What's wrong with fighting one against two?" Han Li smiled lightly and said lightly.

"Speaking naturally is fine, but as the price for saying this, leave your little life to the old man." The old man in the robe, upon hearing this, laughed out of extreme rage. He formed a seal with one hand, and a blood light soared into the sky behind him. After a blur, it actually transformed into a blood-colored insect shadow over ten zhang long.

The insect shadow was not only dripping with fresh blood, but as it was fat, it resembled a giant silkworm, only with a giant mouth full of fangs appearing out of thin air on its head. Looking from afar, it was truly hideous and terrifying!

A "Bang" sound!

As soon as the insect shadow appeared, its mouth opened wide, and a streak of blood light sprayed out.

And the moment the blood light left the giant mouth, it blurred and split, transforming into countless blood threads and rolling toward Han Li.

"Come well!"

Han Li's smile faded. After a low shout, the six arms of the Dharma Image behind him moved.

Instantly, breaking air sounds arose, and countless golden fist shadows appeared in front of him, transforming into clusters of golden light and meeting the densely packed blood threads.

Continuous "Boom" sounds came.

The golden fist shadows burst open into golden light the moment they touched the blood threads, and rolling air waves rolled toward all directions, forcibly blocking those blood threads on the opposite side.

The old man in the robe, seeing this situation, snorted coldly in his nose, formed seals rapidly with both hands, and pointed his fingers at those blood threads.

An astonishing scene appeared!

The densely packed blood threads suddenly came alive, twisting and shaking, and after just a tremble, they flashed into the void and vanished without a trace.

The next moment, ripples occurred in the void in front of Han Li, and countless blood threads shot out with "Chichi" sounds, shooting down toward Han Li like a rainstorm.

Han Li's expression changed slightly. His feet didn't move, but his body slid and appeared several zhang behind, while the cyan sword lotus under his body spun and expanded fiercely, and the lotus petals transformed into several layers of cyan light screens, blocking in front of him.

Those blood threads, upon shooting into the cyan sword screen, were instantly stirred into powder amidst the flashing cyan light.

So many blood threads, and not a single one could pierce through the light screen, all turning into pieces of blood mist and scattering.

The smell of blood filled half the sky!

But strangely, the old man in the robe in the distance, witnessing his attack being ineffective, not only didn't show a disappointed expression but instead flashed a trace of strange intent at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Han Li seemed to have noticed something. His eyes flashed with strange blue light, and suddenly his expression sank. After scanning the surroundings rapidly with his massive Spiritual Sense, one of his arms suddenly made a "Crack" explosion sound, thickened by a circle, and he backhanded a punch toward the void behind him like lightning.

A "Boom" sound.

The fist instantly became brilliant with golden light, as if cast from red gold, and as the fist wind arose, faint thunder sounds erupted.

At the same time, the void where the golden fist struck rippled, and a semi-transparent, winged, graceful figure appeared in the ripples like a ghost.

The golden fist flashed past and arrived at the head of the figure, striking out fiercely without any intention of holding back.

The golden fist flashed and reached the figure's head, striking fiercely without the slightest intention of holding back.

The figure, seeing this situation, had a trace of surprise on her pale face, but her body just twisted slightly, and her figure blurred again.

After the strong wind rolled past, the golden fist flashed past the head of the winged figure, but it was empty, as if it had struck directly into the void.

And that already blurred figure truly shattered and dissipated like bubbles.

"Ran away!"

Han Li turned around like a ghost, scanned another place in the void nearby, and muttered with raised eyebrows.

At this time, where he was looking, ripples occurred slightly, and the winged figure flashed out strangely again, looking at Han Li with cold eyes.

It was that winged Demon clan woman.

And near the old man in the robe, there was clearly another winged woman standing quietly in the original spot.

Regardless of facial expression or attire, the two were identical.

"Among Integration stage existences, being able to cultivate illusion and concealment techniques to this degree, I am truly seeing it for the first time. If I didn't cultivate the Spirit Eye and my Spiritual Sense was considered strong, I would have really thought you were still in the original spot without acting." Han Li said indifferently, and the moment the voice fell, he suddenly pointed a finger lightly at the winged woman beside the old man in the robe.

A thunderclap!

A golden electric arc flicked from his fingertip, flashed, and slashed down in front of the winged woman.

With a "Puff" sound.

The woman near the old man in the robe actually shattered and dissipated into dots of white light the moment the electric arc touched her body; it was just an illusion.

The old man in the robe and the real winged woman, seeing this situation, both changed expressions slightly.

But the next moment, the Demon clan woman opened her mouth gloomily, her voice incomparably cold:

"Even if you can dodge this strike, what about the next time, the next next time?"

"Why, Fellow Daoist still intends to use the same means! You think the same means can still be useful against me?" Han Li was slightly stunned, but immediately chuckled.

"Indeed, I am using the same means. Take it well."

Evil spirit appeared on the Demon clan woman's gorgeous face. After flapping her wings behind her back, her body blurred and vanished again.

And the next moment, ripples occurred on the other side of Han Li, her figure flashed out, and her two hands transformed into a pair of pitch-black sharp claws, grabbing toward him.

Han Li, seeing this, didn't think and flicked his sleeve. A cyan sword light slashed out head-on, and after a flash of cold light, slashed the winged woman into two pieces. But before the corpse could turn over and fall, it blurred and vanished out of thin air; it was just a phantom.

At this time, ripples occurred on the other side, and the winged woman appeared strangely in the void again. After shaking her claws, countless claw lights emitted "Chichi" sounds and covered Han Li.

Han Li tilted his head expressionlessly and opened his mouth wide.

A thunderclap, a golden electric arc shot out, and struck the winged woman, but it passed through her body in a flash; it wasn't her true body either.

And at this time, a phantom flashed above Han Li's head, and the winged woman's figure appeared strangely again. After shaking her wings, countless black lights shot down...

Just like this, the winged woman, with incredible escape techniques, appeared and disappeared near Han Li, launching various violent attacks, but she herself seemed like a ghost, not receiving any damage at all.

"Interesting, attacking and then teleporting away immediately, leaving only a phantom to confuse the enemy. This kind of means is indeed interesting, but it's of no use to me." Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light, and he said with interest. The Brahma Saint Dharma Image behind him moved its six arms, and instantly, a golden giant sword appeared in each hand, slashing wildly toward all directions, actually receiving all kinds of attacks.

The winged woman seemed not to see all this, her figure still appearing and disappearing near Han Li like a ghost, and her escape speed became faster and faster, her attacks more and more fierce, actually looking like seven or eight people attacking simultaneously.

Han Li stood as steady as Mount Tai amidst these attacks, and after receiving several waves of continuous attacks, he sneered after a moment of respite, flipped one hand, and a pitch-black small mountain appeared in his palm with black light.

But before he could drive the extreme mountain in his hand, his expression suddenly changed, and a "Pipa" sound rang out all over his body. Countless golden arcs emerged from his body, and instantly transformed into a golden electric coat, covering every part of his body.

And almost at the same time, the faint blood mist originally filling the air suddenly congealed, transforming into blood threads, and shot toward Han Li like spirit snakes.

If Han Li hadn't noticed it slightly earlier, he might have really been sneak-attacked by these blood threads.

Now he just urged the magic power in his body fiercely, and the golden electric coat on his body expanded fiercely, just colliding with those blood threads.

"Chila" sounds arose, the golden electric coat flashed incessantly, and after the blood threads submerged into it, they emitted low muffled sounds and burst open one after another.

Clusters of blood mist filled the air, instantly submerging Han Li's figure within.

These blood mists just rolled several times, becoming incomparably viscous, and inside, countless blood-colored runes flashed incessantly.

The old man in the robe standing in the distance stopped the magic art he was secretly driving, and simultaneously shouted with great joy:

"Fairy Ling, if you don't perform that divine ability now, when will you wait!"

"Hmph, you don't need to tell me, I will do so too."

A cold reply, figures flashed near the blood mist, and seven identical winged figures appeared all around.

These seven unknown-if-true Demon clan women, upon appearing, rubbed their hands simultaneously, and each actually floated a black-red Demon banner, then threw them toward the blood mist above simultaneously.

These seven banners were only about a zhang long, but each had a bright red Demon formation pattern imprinted on the surface. After being thrown out, they instantly transformed into seven black-red light balls in the air, spinning and flying incessantly.

And these seven Demon clan women chanted, and their ten fingers pointed at the Demon banners in the air rapidly.

The next moment, seven "Boom" muffled sounds.

The banners vanished from the blood mist above, and seven black-red light formations appeared, floating strangely above the blood mist.

And at the center of the light formations, blood-red Demon flames were vaguely flashing incessantly.

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