Wait a while, the blood cloud is still foggy, and as long as the little ghost gets close to the place where the fog is thickest, it will be cut and shattered immediately, and no movement can be detected.

At this time, Wang Chan couldn't sit still. With a pinching of his hands, the skulls floating on the surface of the blood cloud opened their mouths, and dozens of black lights with thick mouths erupted at the same time, shooting directly towards Han Li's original location from all directions.

There was a slight "thud" with a slight jolt.

There was a faint flicker of white light in the mist, and in the fierce collision of black and white light, a white curtain of light appeared in the mist, which made the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect slightly stunned, but then he thought of the white scale shield that Han Li had sacrificed at the beginning.

Wang Chan frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then muttered to himself:

"For the sake of having so many high-quality magic weapons to be obtained, let's lose some essence blood! lest this kid run away with some tricks. ”

After saying this, Wang Chan suddenly stretched out his right index finger and put it on the corner of his mouth, bit it lightly, and then squeezed out a drop of incomparably thick blood from the breach, and gently dripped it into the blood cloud below him. Then his hands were deeply inserted into the blood cloud, and he concentrated on urging the exercises.

As the spell from Wang Cicada's mouth slowly spat out, the bright red blood cloud that had originally shrouded Han Li gradually turned, and it became faster and faster, and gradually squeezed towards the center, while those blood demons automatically dissolved and disappeared without a trace.

The blue-red mist became faster as the blood cloud rotated, and began to be quickly swept away by the blood cloud and blended into it, making the middle gradually clear and revealing a huge white light mask, which was centered on a white scale shield in the shape of a bowl and downward.

And in the center under the light curtain, Han Li was holding a strangely shaped knife with a handle in one hand, radiating an astonishing yellow glow, and in the other hand he was holding a stack of glittering talismans, about to attack. There were two balls, one green and one red, floating around him, and they continued to emit a thick blue-red mist. All this was clearly seen by Wang Chan.

"You ......" Seeing this, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect sneered a few times, and was about to sneer a few more words.

But he just spat out a word. I saw that Han Li below suddenly raised his hand, and with a slight flick of the knife, it turned into a dazzling yellow light several zhang long, shooting straight towards Wang Cicada.

"Boy, magic weapons can't break my blood spirit**, unless you ......"

Wang Chan originally didn't care about the skull again, spewing out black gas. But when he said the word "unless" smugly, he suddenly remembered something, and his face immediately changed dramatically, and he flew away from the blood cloud.

At the same time, the yellow mangs "poofed" a few times, shattering several skulls in the way in a row, and then breaking through the blood cloud at the same time as the fire dragon. Rushing out of the place where he had been meditating. Then, a white light flew out of the gap. Quickly flew away, and then Huang Mang also turned around and followed.

"Fu Bao!" Wang Chan shouted in shock and anger.

He was negligent for a moment. Unexpectedly, Han Li's use of the mist just now was actually buying time for the activation of the rune treasure. Otherwise, even if the other party has a rune treasure, he will never let the other party have time to activate it. However, a monk in the early days of foundation building. The odds of possessing the rune treasure were so small that he was negligent in the matter.

But even if the other party has a rune treasure, how can he be afraid of it with his identity as the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, he also has two rune treasures on his body. One of them was still a very rare special attribute rune treasure, so naturally it would not let Han Li escape.

Wang Cicada, who was extremely angry, jumped into the blood clouds, rolled up these blood clouds again, and chased after them like meteors.

After a moment of incense, Han Li stepped on the kamikaze boat and stared coldly at the blood cloud that was approaching again. He suddenly waved one hand, followed by Di Huang Mang, and stabbed back unexpectedly, shooting directly at the young master of the Earth Ghost Spirit Sect who was hiding in the blood cloud.

However, Wang Cicada, who had already taken precautions, threw away the prepared things in his hand, and a golden skull grew larger in the wind, and a huge mouth actually bit Huang Mang in his mouth, so that he could not move forward a bite.

Han Li was taken aback and hurriedly took it away a few times, but there was nothing that could be done except for a few jumps in the mouth of the Golden Skull.

Wang Cicada laughed a few times, and the blood cloud around him rose again, making Han Li feel a chill in his heart, seeing that he was about to repeat the scene of being trapped again. But at this moment, the blood cloud that had just boiled a little suddenly died down, and the face of the king cicada who was doing the trick changed greatly, not only slowed down the speed of flying,

Faintly covered in a layer of blue-black.

Han Li, who had been paying attention to the other party all along, was stunned when he saw this scene.

Then he let out a long howl of horror on the other party's face, ignoring even the golden skull that was holding Han Li, and the person flew out as fast as lightning in the blood cloud, which made Han Li stop in place, a little confused.

He could only hesitate to turn the golden skull into two talismans together with the yellow mang, and easily received it in his hand. Then looking at the figure of this young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect who gradually disappeared away, I don't know what to do?

Let him chase it, it doesn't seem that he has such a big guts.

However, listening to the other party's slowly smaller screams, Han immediately realized something, and hurriedly drove the kamikaze boat to change direction and disappear into the sky.

......

Not long after, Han Li, who had just escaped from the danger, regretted it after some careful consideration!

He finally knew the reason why the other party did not chase and retreated. The other party was poisoned, and it was the poison of the extremely poisonous Mo Jiao.

This was all due to the fact that the other party dared to suck a large amount of the poisonous mist released by the "Green Fire Miasma" into the blood cloud.

When these mists were being refined, according to his request, the remnants of the Ink Jiao's erysipelas were refined in it. Now these blood clouds, which had absorbed the mist and also contained a large amount of toxins, must have been sucked back into his body by this young sect master when he was flying away to chase Han Li, so how could he not retreat in panic after being poisoned!

The more Han Li thought about it, the more he felt extremely remorseful in his heart, and now that he had returned to that place, he would definitely have a sick brain! A good opportunity to kill a strong enemy and seize more treasures from the other party made him give up, which really made Han Li a little depressed!

However, why didn't the other party even put away such a powerful talisman as the golden skull, and the person ran away. He was still a little puzzled!

Han Li didn't know that the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, who was also extremely cautious and fled when he saw that the situation was not good, was also angry at this time!

It turned out that Wang Chan had been running back for a short distance, and he met the two Ghost Spirit Sect elders who had already wiped out the other seven sect monks. The two of them were a little worried about the young master's safety, so they caught up after them after thorough consideration.

Now as soon as he saw the poisoned Wang Cicada, he naturally used his profound mana to help him hurriedly force the toxin out.

And this young sect master, who had just solved the poison, also vaguely guessed the reason for his poisoning, but he regarded Han Li's unintentional actions as a trap deliberately set for himself. This made Wang Chan, who had never suffered such a big loss, immediately hate Han Li to the bone, and faintly regarded him as a fierce rival.

With these two thoughts as a happy king cicada, some of them did not give up regardless of their bodies and were still a little weak, and after chasing out for hundreds of miles with the two elders in the original direction, they still returned in vain, but the chagrin in their hearts was like a fish bone, stuck in their hearts forever.

As for the golden skull rune treasure that had to be discarded because he was holding the opponent's rune treasure and couldn't take it back for a while, he didn't care much about it. After all, it had been used many times, and it was estimated that it was a waste product that was about to run out of power, even if it was taken away by Han Li, it would be used once or twice at most, and it would not be of much use.

But what made him even more angry was that as soon as he returned to the small mountain peak where the ambush had been set up, a ghost spirit guard told him that a group of people from the Hehuan Sect of the Six Sects of the Demon Dao had suddenly attacked them.

Although there were no casualties, the two friars who had been subdued by them were snatched by the other party. Seeing that the person in the head is so "outstanding", it is the second son of the sect master of the Hehuan Sect, Tian is not lacking. A young generation of hot hand characters whose reputation is not below him.

After hearing this bad news, although Wang Chan's eyes were only gloomy on the surface, he actually felt like vomiting blood in his heart. Han Li and Tian are not short of two people, and they can be regarded as on his list of killers in the future.

"Let's go, inform the ancestor of the Yan family, and start evacuating immediately!" After a while, Wang Chan let out a sigh of relief, and finally said coldly.

At this time, Han Li didn't dare to delay at all, and quickly fled all the way to the Yellow Maple Valley. But on the way, he met a monk who was a mixture of the Blade Dock and the Moon Occultation Sect, and then under the announcement of the first monk in the late stage of foundation building, he was actually recruited.