Chapter 914: A Battle Startles the Demon

Han Li appeared a few feet away with electric arcs dancing all over his body, the golden arcs dazzling and eye-catching, like a Thunder God descending to the world. The demonic clouds nearby were cleared away in a single encounter, revealing a space about ten feet in size, actually enveloping the old man within it, his figure exposed without a doubt. WWW. feiazw. COM Net

"Ah!" The green-robed old man let out a low cry, and realized that things were not going well. Immediately, spiritual light flashed on his body, and he was about to flee this place in a panic.

But since Han Li had risked using the Thunder Escape Technique to sneak to this place, how could he easily let the other party leave.

With a sway of his figure, he brought a series of afterimages and approached the old man, his two hands raised together, and a purple flame and a touch of golden light shot out at the same time.

Seeing Han Li's figure so fast, the green-robed old man was greatly shocked, and couldn't care about other things. He hurriedly sprayed a mass of white energy from his mouth onto the ancient shield in front of him, and a cyan, misty light wall emerged from the shield, blocking between Han Li and the old man.

The purple flame flashed, and unceremoniously hit the light wall.

With a light "chi-la" sound, a scene that left the old man dumbfounded appeared.

The purple cold energy spread rapidly on the light wall, and a layer of thick ice quickly covered the entire light wall, freezing the cyan ancient shield within it.

"What kind of cultivation technique is this, how is it so overbearing?" The old man couldn't help but be terrified.

The other golden light also shot to the front.

With a light "pu" sound, the golden light flashed and disappeared into the ice wall. But immediately, a wisp of golden light appeared again in front of the old man.

The green-robed old man shivered, and his figure dodged desperately to one side almost subconsciously.

Immediately, he felt a chill on his shoulder, and an unbearable sharp pain came.

He looked sideways in fear, only to see that one of his arms had been cut off by the golden light. And if he hadn't reacted fast enough, his head would have already fallen off.

That golden light spun and shot toward the high sky; it was surprisingly a golden small sword an inch long.

And after he turned his head back, he discovered a small hole in the ice wall. That golden light was truly sharp, actually piercing through the ice wall and the double-layered obstruction of the light curtain transformed by his ancient shield like nothing, which was truly hard to believe.

The old man couldn't care about marveling, and at this moment was extremely shocked and angry.

He hurriedly hit a talisman on his body, stopped the bleeding slightly, and then gritted his teeth and glared forward, wanting to tear Han Li into ten thousand pieces to avenge the pain of his severed arm.

But where his gaze swept, the front was empty, and Han Li had disappeared without a trace.

"Not good!" Seeing this scene, the old man's heart sank, and a chill surged from the depths of his heart. He couldn't care about finding Han Li's figure anymore, and one hand hurriedly reached into his storage pouch, wanting to take out a treasure to protect his whole body first.

But it was already too late.

A low, inaudible muffled sound came from behind the green-robed old man, followed by his protective spiritual light being broken by something, and a palm wrapped in purple flames pierced through his chest from behind, purple cold ice instantly permeated his entire body, freezing him alive within it.

The old man only felt a needle-like sharp pain suddenly spread all over his body, and his figure was unable to move at all, his heart filled with great fear.

And at this moment, Han Li, who had strangely turned behind him, had no intention of showing mercy at all.

He flicked his sleeves unceremoniously, and a golden electric net covered his head. Where the electric arcs flashed and exploded, the purple ice blocks shattered inch by inch. And an infant wrapped in black light suddenly shot out from the shattered ice, and after a flash, was about to flee in a panic using teleportation.

But Han Li, who had long anticipated this, let out a cold shout from his mouth, the light of the electric net shone brightly, and after the old man's Nascent Soul teleported, he actually plunged into the golden net, unable to escape from the net.

A cold intent flashed in the corner of Han Li's mouth, he pinched a magic art with both hands, and immediately the golden net shrank sharply, and then exploded suddenly.

The old man's Nascent Soul, just like this, turned into nothingness amidst the flashing golden light.

From the old man's sneak attack on Han Li to Han Li's ruthless counter-killing of the green-robed old man, it was only a moment's time. The yellow-robed big man and the other two demons of Fangjianshan had no time to rescue him at all.

Seeing Han Li so easily kill a cultivator of the same rank in the middle Nascent Soul stage, the two were simultaneously terrified, and their faces turned pale at the same time.

The yellow-robed old man moved his lips slightly, transmitted a few words, and then he and the Brother Tian Feng True Lord in the hurricane, unable to care about continuing to surround King Brother Xuan Ye, fiercely retracted their magic treasures, and the two simultaneously shot backward into the sand mist, their figures disappearing without a trace.

King Brother Xuan Ye, in his seriously injured state, had been at a great disadvantage just now, but with the toughness of a Corpse King body, after taking a few attacks from magic treasures, he had managed to deal with it safely. However, at this moment, the look King Brother Xuan Ye cast toward Han Li carried a trace of strangeness. Shocked, he felt a bit uneasy.

He himself felt that if he were not seriously injured and were in the mausoleum, he would never be able to kill a cultivator of the same rank as easily as this person, and even destroy the Nascent Soul so thoroughly.

Regardless of Han Li's divine abilities or means, they all made the Old Demon feel a chill in his heart.

"Could this person be a late Nascent Soul cultivator?" King Brother Xuan Ye thought so, and re-examined Han Li, but he was indeed a middle Nascent Soul cultivator. That meant this seemingly young cultivator's divine abilities were truly too astonishing, actually chasing after the great divine abilities of a late Nascent Soul cultivator.

Thinking of this, the Old Demon took a cold breath. Fortunately, he had only sent avatars to search for this person back then; if he had personally chased this person for the Vajra Cover without knowing, he would have likely been in big trouble.

And ever since he returned to the mountain range, he could no longer sense those two avatars. It seemed they had already been killed by the other party.

King Brother Xuan Ye felt somewhat uneasy, and subconsciously attributed the disappearance of the two avatars to Han Li.

He hesitated for a while, and just as he wanted to say something to Han Li, the formation all around suddenly underwent astonishing changes, immediately attracting his attention.

Only to see that the originally yellow, misty sand mist had suddenly changed color, the dim sand waves disappeared, and instead, the black sand grains that had trapped Han Li's flying swords just now appeared faintly. These sand grains were not as dense as the yellow sand, but each one flashed with cold black light, densely covering the sand mist, appearing extremely strange.

And with the appearance of these black sand grains, ghost crying and wolf howling sounds rose, turning into black sand mist, pressing toward the center with great momentum.

"Not good. Kuangsha old ghost actually released all the Falling Soul Sand and mixed it into the restriction. Fellow Daoist, this Falling Soul Sand can never be blocked by ordinary magic treasures. You can only rely on your own cultivation to receive it hard. However, he drives so much Falling Soul Sand, his magic power must be somewhat strained, and it will never last long. As long as you hold on for a few rounds of fierce attacks, you will be fine." King Brother Xuan Ye's expression tightened, and he shouted loudly to Han Li.

Now that he and Han Li were trapped in the same boat, he naturally didn't want this powerful helper to have any accidents. Having just seen Han Li use those golden electric arcs to break this sand once, but with so much Falling Soul Sand attacking together this time, he didn't believe Han Li could resist it just by relying on those electric arcs.

"Falling Soul Sand? This sand has such heavy Yin energy, it seems to be a magic treasure refined with essence souls. No wonder it has such great momentum." Han Li floated in the air, muttering to himself, but his expression was expressionless, without the slightest defensive action.

Seeing this, King Brother Xuan Ye felt somewhat surprised. But seeing the black sand mist about to drown the remaining space, he couldn't care about anything else.

He opened his mouth, and masses of gray-white corpse flames sprayed out of his body, condensing into a giant fire mass in the blink of an eye, covering himself within it.

Only his ten-thousand-year-old corpse flames, which he had practiced for countless years, could resist the siege of these Falling Soul Sands.

And with this moment of delay, the black, misty sand mist finally drowned the Old Demon within it.

Corpse flames and black light intertwined and flashed, emitting booming explosion sounds from time to time, extremely intense.

At this time, Han Li's figure slowly retreated toward the center in the air, and a moment later, after seeing that he had retreated to the point of no retreat. Han Li raised his eyebrows and fiercely slapped the spirit beast pouch at his waist, and a black light flew out from the pouch, landing in front of him after a spin, revealing a pitch-black little monkey.

This monkey was a few inches in size, with a face full of reluctance, and it was precisely the Soul-Devouring Beast that had been refining corpse flames in the Vajra Cover. This beast had been forcibly summoned by Han Li using his spiritual sense, interrupting its practice, and naturally, it was in a very bad mood.

But a moment later, the Soul-Devouring Beast sniffed with its big nose a few times, scanned the black sand mist pressing down from all directions, and a look of joy immediately appeared on its face.

Immediately, without Han Li's spiritual sense urging it, it beat its chest with both hands, let out a low, long howl, black thorns flashed on its body, and its figure suddenly swelled to ten feet tall, the ghost face pattern on its back immediately clearly visible, its body twisting as if it had come alive.

Whether it was the yellow-robed big man and the other two hiding in the sand mist waiting for an opportunity, or King Brother Xuan Ye who was desperately resisting the Falling Soul Sand, seeing this ape appear so astonishingly, they couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

They were pondering what Han Li's intention was in releasing this mysterious spirit beast at this time, when the giant ape let out a big snort, and large patches of yellow rosy light flew out from its nose, circling around and protecting Han Li and itself in the middle.

The black sand mist finally pressed down with great momentum, but the sand mist that covered the sky and the sun touched the yellow rosy light, immediately emitting large masses of thick black energy, which were rolled into the rosy light.

Once the black energy was gone, those sand grains flashing with black light were immediately revealed in the sand mist. Seeing this, the giant ape didn't show any courtesy, its big mouth split open, and it actually sprayed out a golden, brilliant beam of light.

Wherever the light beam shone, the mist fell into dust, and all the black sand was sucked in without the slightest resistance, directly ingested into the giant ape's big mouth.

In the blink of an eye, after the yellow rosy light and the light beam swept through several times, the black sand mist was scattered, the Yin energy dissipated, and it was fundamentally unable to get close to Han Li's body, and after the Soul-Devouring Beast absorbed a large amount of Yin energy and black sand, the sand mist nearby gradually turned from black to yellow.

The Kuangsha Shangren and Brother Tian Feng True Lord, who were hiding in the sand mist and had approached nearby, couldn't help but stare with their mouths wide open.

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