As soon as the dragon's groan stopped, Jiaoying flew into the sky, and then generally circled and fell, burrowing into Han Li's back and disappearing.

The blood light on the back of the body penetrated, and a blood Jiao pattern immediately appeared, from blurry to clear, several inches in size, lifelike.

At this moment, the blood light flickered around Han Li's body. From the cheeks to the arms, blood-colored scales the size of thumbs appeared, which were abnormally shining. And after a sharp pain in his head, a small horn also came out, red as blood. The palms of his hands also became ten fingers, and they turned into hard and sharp nails.

At a glance, Han Li's transformation was actually three points similar to the demon soul trapped in the magic circle. It's just that Han Li still has a human face, and the scales that appear on his body are blood-red. And the two heads of the demon soul are hideous and abnormal, and the scales are purple.

Han Li cast the Spirit Talisman, and the True Yuan in his body fused with the power of the Jiao Soul, and his cultivation instantly entered the top level of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, which was only a thin line away from the middle stage.

Now he released blue and red aura around his body, and his two palms grabbed the handle of the Blood Demon Sword at the same time, pouring the mana of his whole body into it.

The Blood Demon Sword trembled violently, and then the blood swelled wildly, exuding a pungent bloody aura.

And the red horn on Han Li's forehead was also bright red and dazzling because of the full power of the Jiao Soul, emitting a dazzling light.

Han Li had made up his mind, since he had trapped the demon soul in the sword formation, he must not let another ancient demon rescue him, otherwise if he let the two demons merge, it would be a big trouble.

But with the speed of the other monster, he couldn't wait for the sword formation to close, and he had already rushed to the front.

The only way is to take the initiative and kill the demon soul first. There was only one monster left, and it was definitely not the opponent of the group cultivators who came from behind.

Although there is a lot of trouble after using the Blood Demon Sword, it will also cause great damage to the true element. But he had already thought in his heart that after killing this demon with all his might, he would immediately leave the dangerous place. No longer mixes with the siege of another monster by the group cultivators. lest he have an accident when he cultivates to a big fall.

He had dealt with a monster on his own, and the other monks would probably not complain about it.

But at this moment, the Blood Demon Sword was like a bottomless pit. In the blink of an eye, it devoured most of Han Li's spiritual power. whereas

The blood-colored sword expanded and flickered, and it was six or seven feet in size. The aura of the gathering place was so strong that Han Li himself was secretly surprised.

Seeing this, the demon soul of the sword array stared at the sword ray, and a trace of fear gradually appeared on his face.

"Do you want to find death? The human monk drove the holy weapon of our holy realm so recklessly, you can't be demonized. The demon soul finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the two heads shouted at the same time.

Han Li sneered. He just continued to inject spiritual power into the sword and didn't pay attention to it at all.

The demon soul suddenly became furious in his heart. 、

It also knew that the other party was intent on taking its life. Immediately, the haze on his face was revealed! Suddenly, the blood flashed, and he actually cut off one of his arms with a knife, and the wound was as smooth as a mirror, and not a drop of blood was left, which looked extremely strange!

But the moment the broken arm fell, it was already grabbed by the other hand. Then a mouth. Several mouthfuls of blood squirted onto it. At the same time, a low voice of ancient incantations came from his mouth.

The severed arm immediately shone with light, and blood flashed. After a twist and wriggling, it turned into a long sword similar to the Blood Demon Sword.

This sword is white and bone-like. Pitch black demonic aura all over it, with a slight wave. A trace of demonic energy rose to the sky.

The demon soul pushed this sword in front of him, and he also injected the demonic qi in his body into the sword. A black sword suddenly appeared on the sword. Rapid and skyrocketing.

Han Li was a little surprised when he saw this, and at the same time, he was ruthless to this Demon Yin.

Although I don't know what kind of power this sword is that the other party uses to mutilate itself, it is obvious that this method is not trivial. He didn't dare to take it lightly.

As soon as his mind turned slightly, he immediately stopped the injection of mana, and suddenly shook the Blood Demon Sword with both swords in his hand, aimed at the demon soul in the sword array, and slashed it with a sword.

He wouldn't give the other party a chance to exert the power of the bone sword to the extreme, so he immediately launched an attack.

The blood-colored sword rays more than ten zhang long slashed out silently, and pressed down into the sword formation.

Before the sword arrived, the demon soul was overwhelmed by the overwhelming bloody aura, and after the space in the sword array shook, it even began to distort and deform, and an inexplicable humming sound sounded at the same time.

The demon soul was shocked in his heart. When this situation appears, it is clear that this sword has been used to the extreme. And if it remembers correctly, it seems impossible for their Demon Realm Holy Weapon, a human cultivator, to exert more than half of its power. Does this have anything to do with the other party's transformation just now?

Although this demon has experienced the Great War of the Ancients, he did not know that the later human monks actually researched the incredible talisman of "séance". Naturally, I am confused about this.

However, at the moment, his life was in danger, and this demon couldn't think about it carefully, so he could only helplessly slam the bone sword that had just injected a little mana upward, and the two heads let out a loud shout at the same time.

A jet-black sword ray, which was nearly half smaller than the blood ray, shot out from the bone sword with a scream, directly facing the blood ray in the air.

A moment later, the two swords collided together!

There was a "boom", a loud sound like a thunderbolt on a sunny day came from high in the sky. The two sword rays were instantly intertwined and entangled. Circles of hurricane-like qi erupted from the place where the sword struck, blowing the silver-haired old man back more than a dozen steps before he could stabilize his figure.

As for Han Li's advanced cultivation that was close to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, his body only shook a few times, and he took a small step back, and then he didn't move.

And the demon soul regarded this wave of qi as nothing, and did not move a step at all, but just stared at the sky with a trace of nervousness on his face.

A scene that surprised Han Li and the Demon Soul at the same time appeared. As soon as the qi wave blew through, a large round ball of black and dull fists suddenly appeared strangely in the interweaving of swords, and quickly became larger, twisted and elongated.

In the blink of an eye, a black thing four or five zhang long and several feet wide suddenly appeared above the sword array.

Before Han Li could understand what was going on, a large area of five-colored glow slanted out from this long strip of thing.

Because the distance was too close, and the speed of the glow was too fast, the demon soul and Han Li, who was standing on the edge of the sword array, were not caught in the slightest by this glow. Then, with a huge suction, it swept straight into the air. But the old man who retreated more than a dozen steps away was lucky not to be covered in it.

"Oh no! it's a spatial rift!"

In the blink of an eye. Han Li came to his senses. Suddenly frightened, he was about to forcibly break out of the glow.

But it didn't matter when it came to mana, Han Li smacked, and his face turned bloodless. All the spiritual power suddenly disappeared from the body without a trace, and there was not a trace of mana that could not be lifted.

Han Li broke out in a cold sweat, and when he saw that he was swallowed up by that spatial crack, he hurriedly made a panicked move with his divine sense, which could only deploy the formation below. And the demon soul that was also sucked into the glow. It seemed that he was facing the same experience as Han Li, and his face was also full of horror.

With a flash of light, Han Li and the Demon Soul were swallowed up by the black spatial crack without the slightest resistance, and only then did a clear sound come from below, and hundreds of golden sword lights appeared around at the same time, and then they all turned into several feet of golden red and shot out towards the crack.

At the same time, a furious roar was heard from far and near. Then, a black flame flashed in the distance. It teleported near the spatial rift. The demonic flames flashed out, revealing a huge figure like a demon god. It was another ancient demon who had possessed the demon body.

This demon saw that the demon soul was swept into the spatial rift. I couldn't help but be angry, but I didn't dare to step into the range of the glow. However, he happened to see Han Li's last few Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords flying towards the crack. Thinking of not wanting to, he grabbed these flying swords in the void with one hand.

Suddenly, a huge devil's claw flashed above these flying swords out of thin air, and then swept towards the flying swords.

As a result, most of the flying swords screamed. Immediately, the psychic dodge bypassed and shot into the crack. Only two mouthfuls of golden light couldn't dodge. was caught by the devil's claws, and he couldn't move

And at this moment, a purple fireball also flew out of nowhere with a whistling sound, and a mountain followed suit.

The tall ancient demon was slightly stunned, and was about to make another move, but the crack in the air suddenly shook a few times, quickly shrunk and closed, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, only the silver-haired old man from the demon and not far away was left.

The ancient demon looked at the place where the spatial crack disappeared in a daze, with a look of surprise on his face, and then his face suddenly turned to look at the old man, and his hideous face showed a tyrannical look.

The silver-haired old man was startled, and hurriedly raised his hand and released a yellow flying sword, protecting his whole body, and then slowly retreated, while secretly crying out in his heart. But his eyes subconsciously turned left and right, and his face showed surprise again.

"Hey, isn't this Cheng Daoyou? What's going on here, what kind of monster is this?" An indifferent voice suddenly came from a distance, and a team of green-robed monks appeared more than a hundred feet away.

And a green-robed old man at the head couldn't help but look surprised when he looked at the huge ancient demon with two heads and six arms.

This person is none other than the Great Elder of the Imperial Spirit Sect. The three people behind it are the three remaining three of the Five Elements Spirit Infant.

"Yes, the old man has this question!" Almost at the same time, a gloomy voice came from the other direction. Then more than a dozen spiritual lights flew out, and everyone was dressed in a black robe, but they were the appearance of disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect. The one who led the team to speak was none other than the Elder surnamed Zhong of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Both of these groups of monks were amazed when they saw the last scene of the disappearance of the spatial rift.

That's a long way to say. Let's deal with this demon first. But fellow Daoists, be careful, this demon is extremely powerful, and if you are not careful, you will be killed. The silver-haired old man smiled bitterly, and could only say so with a strong spirit.

Dongmentu and the old man surnamed Zhong glanced at each other with puzzled faces, and immediately did not speak, and immediately led the monk behind him with great vigilance, and surrounded the monster with a height of several zhang far in the middle.

The two huge ghost heads of the demon soul slowly turned, looking at the human monks around them.

The corners of a face's mouth twitched, revealing a thick murderous intent. The other face showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

It didn't speak, its four arms waved lightly in the void, and four huge light blades as black as ink appeared in its hands at the same time. With a slight tremble, a piercing screech rang out from each giant blade.

When the silver-haired old man saw this familiar and abnormal scene, his face immediately became extremely ugly.