Chapter 768: Battle at the Border (VI)

Han Li beckoned to the black giant peak. Www. feiazw. Com Net

After a flash of light, the small mountain shrank to a few inches in size and flew into his sleeve as a black light.

The top of the blood-colored light barrier also returned to its original shape. It seemed that this barrier was indeed extremely tough.

Han Li turned around, stretched out a finger, and with a "pu chi" sound, a pale blue fireball the size of a walnut appeared on his fingertip.

"Go," Han Li spat out lightly, flicked it gently, and the fireball shot directly toward the distant barrier.

With a soft "peng" sound, after the blue flames exploded, a blue ice layer spread instantly, covering the entire barrier.

The temperature inside the entire blood barrier dropped sharply, turning into a world of severe cold, and the temperature was so low that one could turn breath into ice.

Seeing all this, Han Li's figure flickered, and he arrived in front of a section of the barrier that was flashing with blue light.

Raising his hand, a cyan sword Qi struck the thick ice layer. The sound of shattering came, and crystal-clear ice chips flew everywhere.

Looking at the place where the sword Qi had struck, Han Li's expression sank.

Following the falling of the ice chips, the blood-colored barrier behind was completely unharmed, and the viscous blood on it showed no signs of being truly frozen.

There was only a thin layer of blue frost on the surface, and the blood Qi was still rolling inside.

Han Li pondered for a moment, raised his hand and shook it in the wind, and a layer of purple demonic flames suddenly covered his entire palm. He stretched out this hand without any courtesy and pressed it lightly on the barrier.

The power of the Purple Luo Heavenly Fire was indeed slightly superior to the Dry Blue Ice Flame.

As soon as the purple flames approached the barrier, with a "zi la" sound, the blood mist and blood on the barrier were instantly solidified, flashing with dazzling purple light.

Han Li's face showed joy.

He carefully manipulated the Purple Luo Heavenly Fire, limiting its power to this small section of the barrier, and opened his mouth again. Thunder sounds rang out. A golden arc sprayed from his mouth and struck this section of the barrier directly.

After the golden light flashed, a thin crack appeared on the barrier.

But after the blood light flashed wildly a few times, the crack disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Han Li was stunned!

This blood barrier really had quite a few tricks up its sleeve. Although it was frozen, it could actually repair the damage by itself.

No wonder the Mulan people used this restriction so confidently. Even the Purple Luo Heavenly Fire could not break it; it could indeed trap ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

Although he was a bit shocked in his heart, Han Li immediately patted his storage bag, and a cyan, shiny round bead the size of a thumb appeared in his palm.

It was exactly the lightning bead he had recently refined.

Since it was refined, he had not offered it for use even once. It was just right to test its power now.

And since that thunder sound, Han Li had been unable to sense the situation of the great battle outside while in the barrier, but calculating the time, it should have passed the initial stage, so it should be fine to go out.

Otherwise, if he delayed going out to help, and the cultivator army was defeated, he would be a bird in a cage, with no reason to escape.

Thinking this way, light flashed in Han Li's palm, and after the lightning bead spun rapidly, it shot toward the barrier as a cyan light, while his figure shot backward at the same time.

A muffled thunder sound rang out, and then a ball of golden-cyan light the size of a head rose on the barrier.

The entire barrier trembled violently from this strike.

A look of surprise flashed across Han Li's face.

The power of this bead seemed to be even beyond his prediction!

Just as this thought rose in his heart, Han Li's expression suddenly changed slightly. Cyan spiritual light erupted from his body, and his whole person turned into a cyan rainbow and shot out.

When the lightning bead struck, it easily punched a small hole in the barrier. This made Han Li, who sensed it, fly out without thinking too much.

That hole was shrinking rapidly.

When Han Li, transformed into a cyan rainbow, shot out of the blood-colored barrier, his heart was naturally extremely surprised. This lightning bead, refined with cyan lamp flames of the same tier as the Purple Luo Heavenly Fire, actually broke this restriction so easily, which was truly beyond his expectations.

Originally, he had thought that if this lightning bead still didn't work, he would only have to use the Gold-Devouring Beetles and the Blood Demon Sword.

Although the former could devour everything, breaking this barrier would probably take some time. The latter was endless trouble to use, and Han Li was not willing to use this item easily.

But now the nameless lightning bead he refined could actually break the blood barrier. This was naturally an unexpected joy.

It seemed that the reason the Purple Luo Heavenly Fire could not break this restriction was mostly because its essence was of an ice-cold attribute, unlike the lamp flame, which was a genuine fire-attribute spiritual fire, and could not restrain it.

However, Han Li, who had just flown out, had not yet fixed his eyes to see the situation outside the barrier clearly when a few surprised exclamations came into his ears, followed by various explosions, rumbling sounds, and countless shouts and roars, all pouring into his ears from far and near.

Han Li hurriedly fixed his eyes and couldn't help but be stunned.

At this moment, he was actually surrounded by more than a dozen Dharma practitioners. Fortunately, with a sweep of his spiritual sense, these Dharma practitioners' cultivation bases were not too high; there were two at the Core Formation stage, and the rest were at the Foundation Establishment stage. Each of them held a magic banner, seemingly preparing to cast some spiritual art attack. And after Han Li flew out of the blood barrier, he happened to be above these people.

Han Li ignored them, and after glancing around, he couldn't help but gasp.

As far as the eye could see, whether in the sky or on the ground, everything was flashing with spiritual light and treasure Qi, and explosions of various colors were rising one after another. The cultivators and Dharma practitioners of both sides, either in groups of a few or a crowd, had formed countless large and small battle groups, completely mixed together in a chaotic battle.

For a moment, Han Li couldn't tell which side had the slight upper hand.

Not looking too much, Han Li hurriedly withdrew his gaze and coldly sized up the Dharma practitioners nearby.

These dozen or so Dharma practitioners saw Han Li suddenly rush out of the blood barrier and were naturally dumbfounded.

"Not good! He is a Nascent Soul cultivator! Quickly call the Great Master over." One of the Core Formation Dharma practitioners reacted first, blurted out a shout, and immediately patted the back of his head. A green flying knife shot toward Han Li. At the same time, his figure turned into a green light and shot backward over ten zhang, opening the distance from Han Li.

The remaining Dharma practitioners heard this and reacted in shock.

Another Core Formation Dharma practitioner immediately cooperated by releasing a fiery red flying fork, while his other hand raised. A sound transmission talisman turned into a fire light and flew through the air. As for the remaining Dharma practitioners with low cultivation bases, they held the magic banners in their hands high, and incantations rose from their mouths. A dozen fire pillars as thick as bowls sprayed from the tips of the banners, turning into a sea of fire and rolling toward Han Li.

"Yi!"

Seeing that these Dharma practitioners did not flee but took the initiative to attack, seemingly wanting to drag him down, Han Li was a bit surprised.

But a murderous look flashed across his face. He flicked his large sleeve, and dozens of Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords swarmed out from his sleeve. With a casual magic spell, each flying sword trembled slightly, and then several sword lights split out. In an instant, dense sword lights surrounded Han Li, with sword Qi soaring into the sky, looking extremely imposing.

The two Core Formation Dharma practitioners were startled when they saw this situation, but they still gritted their teeth and commanded their magic treasures to attack.

Han Li sneered, pointed his hands casually twice, and several sword lights flew out, blocking the incoming flying knife and flying fork, which intertwined.

Under the eruption of cyan light, these two magic treasures were pressed by the crowd of sword lights until they wailed incessantly, and their spiritual light instantly shrank into a small ball.

As for the rolling fire, before it could even get within a few zhang of Han Li, it was stirred into nothingness by the many sword lights.

Now was not the time to dawdle with these Dharma practitioners. Han Li had no intention of holding back. After spitting out the word "Go," a hundred sword lights suddenly erupted with light and shot out simultaneously.

The overwhelming cyan light pounced toward every Dharma practitioner simultaneously.

The Foundation Establishment Dharma practitioners, although they hurriedly activated the magic banners in their hands to try to block them, were stirred into meat paste after the cyan sword lights fell. They didn't even have a chance to escape.

It was the two Core Formation Dharma practitioners who, seeing so many sword lights flying toward them, had their faces turn pale without a trace of blood.

No matter how bold and brave they were, they didn't dare to block such an astonishing attack. Without thinking, they each turned into an escape light and fled in opposite directions.

Seeing this, cold light flashed in Han Li's eyes.

He pinched a magic seal with both hands. The two pieces of sword light flying toward them chimed and then connected together. With the magic power of the sword lights connected, their speed increased by more than half.

Poor two Mulan Dharma practitioners had only just flown out over twenty zhang when they were completely shrouded by the sword lights that arrived first.

Although they desperately urged their protective treasures and used various spiritual arts to try to support themselves, after the cyan light descended, neither spiritual arts nor protective treasures could withstand it and instantly turned into nothingness.

The two didn't even have a chance to groan before their bodies were cut into countless pieces by the sword lights, and their primordial spirits didn't have a chance to escape, directly dissolving under the sword lights.

But just when Han Li had succeeded, a furious shout came from above, and then a dazzling yellow light pounced down from outside the sky, with extremely fast speed.

Han Li's expression moved. After a thunder sound behind him, the Wind and Thunder Wings unfolded in an instant.

With a flash of silver light, he disappeared from the spot without a trace.

The yellow light that had been shooting down couldn't help but pause when it saw this scene. After the light faded, an old man without a beard wearing yellow clothes appeared in mid-air. Although his face was full of fury, a look of suspicion and uncertainty appeared deep in his eyes.

This person was exactly one of the Mulan Great Masters. He had originally been cooperating with other Dharma practitioners to confront several Tiannan Nascent Soul cultivators in the high sky. Upon receiving a message from his clansmen, he immediately broke away and flew over.

But although his movements were fast, he only saw the scene where two of his clansmen were cut down by the cyan sword lights, which naturally made him extremely furious.

Among them was his personal disciple, whom he had always regarded as a nephew.

But Han Li's sudden disappearance startled him. He immediately thought of an extremely powerful character among the Tiannan cultivators and hurriedly suppressed the resentment and poison in his heart, probing with his spiritual sense without stopping.

Behind him, silver light flashed, and Han Li's figure appeared there.

"Go to hell!"

Upon sensing Han Li's appearance, the old man turned his body without thinking, raised his hand, and smashed a square magic treasure toward Han Li.

Once this treasure was offered, yellow light erupted, instantly turning into a giant brick over ten zhang in size. The sound of wind whistling and sharp screeching came from the magic treasure simultaneously, with an extremely astonishing momentum.

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