Chapter 955: Demonic Flames Raging

Just as Han Li was preparing to exchange blows with the ancient demon's split soul and take the risk to test whether the demon had fully recovered from its injuries, the ancient demon suddenly moved its expression and looked behind it. Net

Han Li was startled for a moment, then he also sensed something, raised his eyebrows, and looked in the same direction.

As a result, a moment later, spiritual light flickered in the distant sky, and then a streak of light suddenly appeared on the horizon, shooting toward this side like a bolt of lightning. The speed of the escape light was so fast that even Han Li was surprised, and there was even a faint sound of wind and thunder coming from the escape light.

Seeing a cultivator coming, the ancient demon flashed a fierce light in his eyes, but instead, he put away the fierce expression on his face and watched the incoming escape light expressionlessly.

This distance of twenty or thirty li was covered in almost the blink of an eye. With a flash of spiritual light, a disheveled-haired head-shaven monk appeared a few dozen zhang away.

This monk had a fierce face, holding a crimson round bowl in one hand and a green Zen staff several feet long in the other. Now that he looked at Han Li and the ancient demon in front of him, seeing that the two faces were so similar, a look of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"I wonder which fellow daoist just came out of the exchange? I have an urgent matter I'd like to discuss with this fellow daoist," the monk's eyes rolled slightly, and he suddenly asked with a full face of smiles.

Han Li's mouth twitched, he glanced at this person sideways, and said nothing indifferently.

This monk was a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator. Judging by his cultivation and the treasures in his hands, he seemed quite extraordinary. No wonder he dared to chase after them alone. But Han Li naturally knew what kind of thoughts the other party had, so he naturally couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him.

The ancient demon, on the other hand, had been looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back from the moment the monk appeared, not even glancing at this person once, looking as if he didn't see him at all.

Seeing Han Li and the two acting like this, the monk was furious.

You must know that ever since he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, relying on the Blood Flame Bowl and the Coiled Dragon Staff in his hands, even cultivators of the same stage were polite to him. When had he ever been looked down upon like this?

However, Han Li and the ancient demon in front of him were at the mid-Nascent Soul and early-stage respectively, and their faces were so similar, so he naturally regarded the two as being in the same group. Facing two with one, although he didn't think he would definitely lose, the hope of winning wouldn't be too high if they fought. Therefore, even though his face was extremely ugly, he could only barely control his anger for the time being, secretly thinking about a poisonous scheme to defeat the two separately.

But before he could think of any good method, spiritual light flickered from the direction he came from, and then three streaks of light of different colors appeared, joining together and shooting toward this side.

Seeing this, the monk was stunned.

He had relied on his own unique divine abilities in escape techniques to catch up with Han Li so quickly. He didn't know what divine abilities these three people had, but they were only a step behind him despite being in a group. It seemed that wanting to swallow the treasure alone was somewhat impossible. But the arrival of these people meant he didn't have to risk facing two cultivators alone, which didn't seem to be entirely a bad thing.

Thinking of this, the monk's face revealed a gloomy expression, and he began to sweep Han Li and the ancient demon with a sinister gaze.

Seeming to sense the monk's ill intent, the ancient demon suddenly lowered his head, swept his gaze over the approaching escape lights, and revealed an impatient expression.

"What a nuisance. I thought only this guy was causing trouble, but I didn't expect so many people to come looking for death. Since that's the case, I'll send you on your way first." After saying this coldly, black light flashed on the ancient demon's body, and his entire person suddenly transformed into a streak of black light, shooting straight toward the monk.

The monk cursed "looking for death" inwardly, and without hesitation, flipped the round bowl in his hand. Immediately, a mass of crimson flames surged out from the bowl, transforming into a large curtain of fire to protect him. With his other hand, he raised the green Zen staff, which flew out after being released, transforming into a green jade dragon to meet the black light.

Seeing the dragon spitting green breath and grabbing fiercely toward the black light, the black light trembled and vanished in mid-air.

The monk was also a person with rich experience in fighting, and he was shocked inwardly when he saw this scene. Without waiting to think, he pinched spells with both hands in succession, and several green magic formulas were cast into the fire curtain. Immediately, the flames rose several times, transforming into a blue-red flame whirlwind, twenty or thirty zhang high, with astonishing momentum.

Still not feeling at ease, the monk patted his waist with one hand, intending to take out another protective treasure.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A few zhang to the side of the monk's body, black light flashed, and two pitch-black, purple arms suddenly protruded from it, actually stabbing into the fire curtain without any fear.

"Ah!"

Seeing this scene, the monk felt a chill in his heart. Without waiting to think, he let out a loud shout, and between his lips, a large mass of golden light sprayed out, instantly condensing into a light shield to block in front of him, while his figure trembled, intending to escape far away to the side.

With a soft "bang," the golden light shield was broken by the two demonic claws as if it were made of paper. Just as the monk's figure moved, two large holes were simultaneously pierced in his dantian. Then the two demonic arms fiercely split to the left and right, and the entire body was actually torn into two pieces, with internal organs and a large amount of blood rain scattering from mid-air.

A crimson primordial spirit let out a mournful cry, and after driving a golden flying sword, it flashed and teleported to a place twenty or thirty zhang away.

But just as golden light flashed on this primordial spirit and it wanted to teleport further away, it had no chance.

A purple line flashed behind the primordial spirit, and the primordial spirit felt a heat in its brain, something pierced through the back of its head, and it let out a sharp cry. The primordial spirit immediately lost all strength, and without any resistance, was swept back by the purple line and vanished into the flames.

At this moment, the three streaks of light from the distant sky happened to arrive a few hundred zhang away, and the cultivators in the escape lights saw this scene clearly. The three cultivators were scared out of their wits, and how could they dare to approach? They circled from afar and fled with an escape speed even faster than when they came.

In the blink of an eye, the three streaks of light vanished without a trace!

Han Li faced the ancient demon's ruthlessness in instantly killing the monk, and also gasped, staring at the distant flames, his expression uncertain.

A sharp, strange laugh came from the flames, and then all the flames extinguished instantly, and the ancient demon's figure reappeared.

When Han Li saw it clearly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression turned gloomy.

At this moment, the ancient demon had transformed into a half-demon, half-human demonic form. Although his face and body still maintained a human form, the arms and legs exposed from the torn green robe had all turned pitch-black and purple, and had grown to nearly half their size.

What was even more chilling was that a purple, strange tongue several feet long protruded from his slightly open mouth. The front half of this tongue was raised high, piercing through the primordial spirit of the monk who was alive or dead, and a pair of emotionless eyeballs were staring coldly at Han Li.

Han Li narrowed his eyes, staring at this demon without avoiding it.

"You cannot entangle with this demon for long. This place is not too far from the underground exchange. I'm afraid that in a while, more cultivators will arrive here. If you want to leave, I'm afraid you won't be able to," the Elder Dayan Spirit Lord reminded with some worry.

"I know. I originally wanted to weigh the difference in divine abilities between this demon and the main soul, but now it seems it's not the time to fight him; it's too risky. Let's go," Han Li said indifferently, then flicked his sleeves, and the golden flying swords hovering in front of him buzzed and were all collected into his sleeves. Then he opened his mouth, sprayed several mouthfuls of essence blood, and a large mass of thick blood mist shrouded Han Li's figure.

"Want to leave? Isn't it too late?" The ancient demon flashed a non-human strange light in his eyes, retracted the purple strange tongue from his mouth, and flickered his figure, vanishing from the spot again.

Han Li ignored the other party's actions, pinched spells with both hands, and amidst the sound of thunder, a pair of silver-white wings flashed behind his back, and his figure began to become blurred in the blood mist.

But almost at the same time, black light flashed in front of Han Li, and the ancient demon's terrifying demonic figure appeared in front of him. The speed of his teleportation was almost half faster than when he dealt with the monk just now; he hadn't used his full strength at all just now.

Han Li, who had been calm, changed his expression and let out a secret "not good."

The ancient demon revealed a ferocious smile, opened his mouth, and was about to shoot out the purple strange tongue from his mouth to kill Han Li, who was in the blood mist, in one fell swoop.

But at this moment, a cold snort of extreme coldness suddenly came into the ancient demon's brain. This sound was like an invisible drill, and even with the ancient demon's super-strong primordial spirit, he felt a burst of stinging pain in his brain and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, his movements pausing.

And in this short moment, Han Li flickered in the blood mist, transformed into a streak of blood shadow, and shot away. In a few breaths, he vanished on the horizon.

The ancient demon was startled, hurriedly released his spiritual sense, but just as he found Han Li a hundred li away, Han Li immediately performed the Blood Shadow Escape again and escaped the limit of his spiritual sense.

The ancient demon was stunned on the spot.

"Shadow Escape, isn't this the secret technique of that Iron-Winged Demon? How can a mortal world cultivator perform it? This is a bit troublesome. No, it seems a bit different!" After muttering a few words, he revealed a look of contemplation.

But at this moment, spiritual light flickered in the distant sky, and then six or seven streaks of light of different colors appeared on the horizon simultaneously, shooting toward this side.

The ancient demon's expression moved, and he was awakened from his contemplation, sweeping a cold glance at the approaching group of cultivators, a fierce light flashing on his face.

"Just in time, the primordial spirits swallowed a few years ago have just been refined. Now swallowing another batch, I estimate that my injuries will be fully recovered in a few years," the ancient demon muttered to himself, then took a deep breath, and immediately a large mass of black-purple demonic Qi erupted from his body. A moment later, his figure was completely shrouded in it.

Then came several fierce roars, and the demonic Qi rolled and surged, and a massive demonic creature with two heads and four arms floated in the demonic Qi, four black-purple demon eyes staring emotionlessly at the incoming escape lights.

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Following several sharp roars, the demonic Qi surged and churned, and a massive, two-headed, four-armed demonic entity flickered into existence within the demonic Qi. Its four black-purple demonic eyes stared at the incoming streaks of light with complete indifference.

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