"Zilala......"

A piece of golden lightning poured out from the thirty-six green bamboo bee cloud swords, mixed with the sword qi in the sky, and submerged the black nest ghost king.

"Ah......h

A furious roar came from the Ghost King's mouth, and countless dense scars appeared on his body, blood flashed on it, and black smoke rose.

He turned his head to look at Han Li, only to see that the latter was running wildly towards him, and immediately opened his mouth and spat violently.

A "whew" sounded, and a thick black flame surged out of its mouth, instantly turning into a black wall of fire and advancing layer by layer, overwhelmingly pouring in.

Han Li's eyes flashed, unmoved, and he didn't make the slightest other move at all.

"Hula"

A silver light flashed on its side, turning into a silver firebird with a huge body of colorful flames, and when the two huge fire wings opened, they were thousands of feet in size, and with a single swing, they were like a silver giant blade, directly cutting the black fire wall into two.

The figure of the silver firebird galloped through it, and the flames gushing from its wings pushed away, forcing a wide path through the center of the wall of fire.

Han Li's figure flashed through it, the silver lightning on his body flashed, and the power of Lei Peng worked up, and his huge body appeared on the side of the Black Nest Ghost King in an instant, smashing out with a punch.

There was a loud "boom".

The Black Nest Ghost King was hit hard, his huge body tilted to the left side, and the white bone trident in his hand couldn't help but tilt.

"Zi" sound!

The blood-colored light in the Soul Cry's eyes was unblocked, and it shot into the Ghost King's shoulder.

The Black Nest Ghost King let out a terrible roar from his mouth, and where his shoulder was hit by the blood light, the armor melted directly, and a huge blood hole burned through it, gushing black liquid.

"You are looking for death, I will crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

I only heard a sharp roar from his mouth, and the black light was full of black light, and layers of black light surged out of it, and countless demonic black shadows continued to fly out from it, biting towards Han Li and the Crying Soul.

The black shadows of the demons seemed to be real and imaginary, gathering and scattering, and when Han Li swung his fist to smash them, they dissipated like smoke and could not hit them at all, so Han Li had no choice but to summon the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword to surround his side, constantly releasing the Evil Divine Thunder to dispel it.

However, for some reason, these ghosts are not afraid of the evil god thunder, and after being struck, they will dissipate for a short time, and then they will quickly condense and make a comeback.

Moreover, whenever he approached him, Han Li felt a ghostly power that seemed to come from the Netherworld, penetrating his body and seeping directly into his bone marrow.

As the number of times continued to increase, the Yin power accumulated in his body became stronger and stronger, and a strange piercing cold came out from the depths of his body.

This is still the case on his side, and the cry on the other side is even more serious, her movements have become obviously sluggish, and she can't catch up with the movements of the Black Nest Ghost King.

If they continue to let it go, the two of them will surely lose.

At this moment, Han Li suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of something.

"Cry soul, come back!"

With a thought in his mind, the Essence Firebird, which was constantly devouring the black wall of fire, immediately flew back into his body.

Han Li only felt a heat all over his body, the cold feeling he had felt before was still there, but it was relieved a lot.

At the same time, his body shrank and returned to his original state, the silver electric wire on his body flashed, and his figure suddenly shuttled in front of the Black Nest Ghost King.

Seeing that it suddenly appeared in front of him, the Wuchao Ghost King immediately waved the white bone trident in his hand and swept over.

Seeing this, Han Li reached out and picked it up on his waist, and the emerald gourd that he had just hung up immediately fell into his hand, and the mouth of the bottle fell towards the Black Nest Ghost King.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he raised a palm and slapped it on the bottom of the gourd.

A roaring sound sounded from the "boom", and the green vortex at the mouth of the gourd swirled violently.

A golden flame dragon rushed out of it and rushed straight towards the Ghost King.

This dragon was the one that Qi Mozi had hit Han Li before, but after tossing in the Xuantian gourd for a long time, its size and speed had decreased a lot, but where it passed, the void was still spreading layer upon layer of fluctuations in the power of the law of time, making all the movements around it extremely slow.

The Black Nest Ghost King and the Soul Crying Soul had been fighting fiercely for a long time, and Han Li had already consumed a lot, but seeing that strange fire dragon flying towards him, he hurriedly raised the white bone trident in his hand and threw it violently.

The speed of the fire dragon was strangely fast, and the white bone trident had not yet flown far before it collided with the fire dragon.

I only heard a strange sound of "boom".

The Golden Flame Fire Dragon exploded violently, and the golden spiritual flame released from it flashed instantly, enveloping the Black Nest Ghost King.

The "Time Law ......" The Wuchao Ghost King, who was in the center of the explosion, only felt a strange force added to him, and his mind instantly fell into a blank, not only was the whole person frozen in place, but even his thinking was suspended.

After a few moments, the power of the Golden Flame Fire Dragon's explosion began to shrink, and all the spiritual flame light gradually contracted, and the area affected by it also gradually shrank.

By the time the power of the Law of Time within the Spirit Flame was reduced by half, the consciousness in the Ghost King's mind had also recovered, and when his thoughts were still on the "Power of the Law of Time ......", Han Li's figure had suddenly flashed from a distance.

The Heavenly Demon Suppression Prison Skill in his body was running at full strength, and the thirty-six green bamboo bee cloud swords in his hand merged into one, and the sword light and thunder and lightning burst out at the same time, sweeping towards the neck of the Black Nest Ghost King.

I only heard a thunderclap of the evil god thunder, followed by a crisp sound of "click".

The head of the Black Nest Ghost King was already thrown high, his eyes were wide open, and he rolled to the ground with "bones".

There was no blood flowing out of its broken neck, only countless shadowy evil ghosts and ghosts kept surging out, like a flock of crows coming out of their nests, making bursts of "bang-la-la" sounds.

As soon as these ten thousand ghosts came out, although the aura was not as strong as the original, the surrounding yin wind was a great work, and the evil aura was dozens of times stronger than before.

Han Li was about to release the Essence Flame Firebird and burn it clean when he saw that the Crying Soul had already rushed over.

Its nose twitched, and it suddenly snapped its nose, and a yellow glow erupted from its nostrils, enveloping the ten thousand ghosts gushing out of the neck of the Wuchao Ghost King.

Immediately afterward, I saw that when she inhaled hard, the ten thousand ghosts and ghosts in the yellow glow shattered one after another, turning into a rich black light, which she inhaled towards her nose.

As the black light rolled into the soul like a river, the night space that shrouded the surroundings finally couldn't support it, and began to collapse little by little.

Seeing this, Han Li's mind calmed down a little, and while holding the long sword to protect the Soul Dharma, his gaze swept around.

I saw that the battlefield in the extreme distance was still fighting fiercely, and the ancient temple building had been almost completely destroyed, leaving only a round arch still standing tenaciously in place.

At this moment, there are only three of the original ten red-robed ghost generals left, namely the sharp-voiced scholar and the bull-headed horse-faced ghost general.

On the side of Tianshui Sect, only Su Jingqian and Jin Liu were left.

There were only seven or eight corpses of monks on the ground, and the rest of them didn't know whether they were swallowed by the ghost generals, or whether they were reclaimed by Jin Liu and the Linglong Pagoda, in short, they were all gone.

As for Fu Gu Lord and the four scattered cultivators, they had all turned into white bones at this moment, and they still maintained the posture of facing each other's backs to the enemy, and there were still dense demons gathered around, one by one, there were no targets to attack, and they looked a little muddy, giving people a strange feeling.

Han Li hesitated slightly, but with a wave of his hand, a strong wind swept out, scattering the nearby demons one after another, and then rolling up the gravel and sand on the ground, burying their remains inside.

At this time, the two people and the three-headed ghost creature who were still fighting finally noticed the abnormality here.

"Ghost King ......"

The ghost of the scholar screamed from his mouth, as if he had suffered from a heartbreak in an instant, and rushed straight towards the crying soul.

Han Li's figure had already flashed, and the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in his hand slashed down.

A flash of brilliant sword light tore a huge hole in the dim sky under the entanglement of the golden thunder, and fell straight on the scholar.

The latter did not hide at all, and was directly torn in half.

"Ghost King...... Ghost King...... Ghost ......" saw his mouth mutter, and his body began to dissipate like smoke.

Seeing this, the Twisted Ghost King and the Horse-Faced Ghost King felt that the general trend had gone, and they immediately fled separately, while Jin Liu and Su Jingqian chased after each other, and their figures disappeared into the sky.

Han Li just glanced at it and didn't bother anymore.

He glanced around and saw that the situation had finally calmed down, so he sat down cross-legged in the air, closed his eyes and breathed.

The previous damage to his divine soul and the consumption of the power of the law of time after that made him very tired at the moment.

After about a cup of tea, his eyes slowly opened, but the expression on his face was a little complicated.

He still couldn't figure out the abnormalities that appeared in the spiritual realm and the law embodiment before, but judging from Qi Mozi's reaction before, this should not be a coincidence, but the divine power that will appear when the Great Five Elements Illusory World Technique is cultivated to a certain extent.

It's a pity that he is also self-taught in this exercise, and some things can only be explored little by little by himself.

Now that the Truth Treasure Wheel and other concrete objects of the Law of Time could not be used for the time being, there were fewer means to be around, and when he thought of this, Han Li felt a little bigger.

"It's a mixed blessing, you can only take one step at a time......" he sighed and stood up.

At this time, the crying soul finally devoured the entire Black Nest Ghost King, regained its human form, and fell back towards him.

......As soon as Fang landed on the ground, a full hiccup came from her throat.

"It's a bit ...... to eat," Soul Cry said a little embarrassed.

"I always said that my stomach was a little empty before, but this time it's good to eat enough, let's go back to the cave and rest first......" Han Li smiled and said.

"I have to retreat for a while, and when I refine this power, I can help my master more. Cry Soul said.

Han Li nodded, and with a wave of his hand, he opened the silver light door, and the Cry Soul flashed and entered it.