Seeing this, the Demon Light and Ao Juntian did not delay any longer, and immediately urged the Escape Light to go around to both sides of the jet-black thunderclouds, forming a triangular formation with the Fire Beard, surrounding most of the jet-black thunderclouds in it, leaving a gap.

It's not that they don't want to completely surround the thundercloud where the gray-shirted youth is, but if it does, the disadvantages outweigh the benefits. First of all, it will inevitably lead to the three of them being more distant from each other, and they will not be able to support each other in times of crisis. Secondly, when it comes to fighting alone, none of the three of them can match the gray-shirted youth, if they don't leave him a way out, the terrifying attack of a monk who has half a foot in the Qingyuan realm will be difficult for them to accept.

Of course, in this situation, in the face of the fierce offensive of the gray-shirted youth, the three of them did not show weakness, and each urged their supernatural powers to meet it head-on.

In the black mist where the magic light was, the huge ugly demon head waved its slender magic knife, and a black light flashed away, like a ghost, flickering towards the purple gold thunder arc dragon, and the black fog around the magic knife also dissipated most of it.

At the same time, several crimson fire whiskers with a thickness of several zhang and constantly writhing came out of the sea of crimson flames, not to be outdone, attacking the dragon transformed by the purple thunder arc.

And the light group where Ao Juntian was located, the green rays suddenly flourished, and several dark green claws of tens of zhang in size shot out from it.

Just as the four of them were clashing in mid-air, in the canopy of a towering giant tree in the dense forest below, Han Li was leaning on the branches behind him and staring up at the sky. At this time, his body was faintly visible, and after killing the orange woman, he plunged into the dense forest, deliberately retreating for a distance away from the battle group, and then took out the Taiyi Qing Talisman again and pasted it on his body, and returned again.

There were quite a few Mahayana Thunder Beasts scattered in the dense forest, but they were scattered and looked around vigilantly. Of course, under Han Yi's deliberate concealment of his body and cultivation, these thunder beasts naturally couldn't detect it.

After Han Li's observations, he found that although these thunder beasts were quite scattered, they were not too far apart, and if they encountered any accidents, they could notify the rest of the thunder beasts in time. The army of thunder beasts composed of a full five thousand thunder beasts was like a huge chain connecting from end to end, interlocking with each other, enclosing the dense forest below the high-altitude battle group.

After finding a place to live, each of these thunderbeasts took out a small black flag with mysterious characters painted on it, and cast a spell to knock it into the ground, and then stayed where it was and never left.

As for the pot-bellied old woman in the brown dress, she has disappeared since the beginning of the war, and I don't know where to hide to preside over the magic circle.

Previously, Han Li had been focusing on the battle group in the sky, although the orange woman had fallen, but no one knew that the victory or defeat was yet clear.

With the strength of Han Li's divine thoughts, he could naturally hear the conversation of the three Void Spirit Realm cultivators before. Just when he was worried about whether the two of them could withstand the combination of Firebeard and Demon Light, Ao Juntian's unexpected appearance made him overjoyed and excited.

When the excitement slowly faded, he suddenly realized something. Immediately afterward, some kind of bad thought rose in Han Li's mind, as if he had been poured a basin of cold water on his head, and most of his excitement dissipated. But the good news is that he doesn't have to worry about the safety of the demon light and the others for the time being, since Ao Juntian only appeared at this time, it is impossible for him to come here to help the Thunder Beast clan. With the three Void Spirit Realm cultivators joining forces, no matter how powerful the gray-shirted young man is, it will be even more difficult to gain the upper hand in a short period of time.

Thinking of this, Han Li felt a little relieved, he put aside the mid-air battle group for the time being, and shifted his attention to the Thunder Beast army, thinking about how to disintegrate the large array that was about to be formed.

Suddenly, a chaotic shout sounded from a certain direction in the dense forest, and the sound of thunder and crackling was incessant. When Han Li looked towards that place, he saw that his eyes were full of all kinds of light. From time to time, several pillars of light of various colors burst out from the dense forest, which made the surrounding towering giant trees inevitably turn into charcoal.

The battle group was not too far away from Han Li, and his divine mind could clearly sense the battle situation. An army of puppets composed of more than 100 puppets is marching in the dense forest. Behind the army of puppets, a fair-skinned young man in a green robe followed closely behind, and he occasionally played tricks on the puppets.

On the way forward, the puppet army gathered fire to kill the thunder beasts whenever they encountered them. More than 100 supernatural powers are comparable to the power of the puppet combined attack of the Mahayana monks, and how can a few thunder beasts be able to catch it. As a result, half of the thunder beasts in that dense forest were wiped out in a short time, and the rest fled away from that place one after another. As for the Golden Boy of the Gold Devouring Insect King, Han Li didn't notice its traces, and he didn't know where to go to clear the Thunder Beast.

Han Li was quite satisfied with Bai Qi's surprise attack, and after nodding secretly, he decided to find the old woman and kill her first. According to what he thought in his heart, once he lost the old woman presiding, the big array would be self-defeating.

Han Li no longer had any scruples, he unleashed all the available divine senses, included the surrounding area of thousands of miles into the search range, and gradually searched from the periphery of the dense forest to the center. Half an hour later, Han Li's face showed a look of disappointment, even though he later narrowed the search area to a range of hundreds of miles around and let his divine sense dive thousands of feet deep underground, after some careful searching, he still did not find the whereabouts of the last True Immortal Stage Thunder Beast here.

After this period of time, the puppet army urged by Bai Qi no longer had any advantage. Since those Mahayana thunder beasts were able to be selected into the vanguard army, they were all well-trained, so they quickly organized themselves spontaneously and stopped the puppet army. Although Bai Qi is a genuine true immortal, the opponent is superior in number and good at combined attack tactics, and the battle situation is stalemate for a while.

After Han Li noticed it, he couldn't help frowning, but he didn't plan to help Bai Qi until he found the old woman, after all, there were priorities, and solving the threat of the thunder beast formation was the top priority now.

So, Han Li pondered again, and after a moment, he suddenly patted his head, and with a shake of his robe, he took out a small dark hammer covered with strange runes. The little hammer was quite spiritual, and as soon as Fang appeared, it turned into a black ray and swept into the distance, wanting to break free from Han Li's control.

Seeing this, Han Li was not worried but happy, he had already raised his arm preparedly, and his five fingers suddenly grabbed in the direction of the little hammer's escape, and the little hammer was stunned. At the same time, a cloud of golden rays swept away from Han Li's mouth, and a golden thunder net emerged, enveloping the small hammer in it.

The pitch-black runes around the little hammer circulated rapidly, struggling to support the contraction of the golden thunder net, and after persisting for a while, he finally let out a wail, and the pitch-black light around his body disappeared, lying in the thunder net and not moving.