Chapter 1065: Wisdom

"Zi Lala..."
A piece of golden electric light rushed out from the thirty-six-handed green bamboo bee cloud sword, mixed with the sword of the sky and drowned the Wuchao ghost king.
"what……"
A burst of violent screams came from the mouth of the ghost king, and there were countless intensive scars on his body. The blood flashed above and the black smoke rose.
He turned his head and looked at Han Li, but he saw that the latter was striding forward, rushing toward himself, and immediately slammed his mouth.
The sound of "Call" sounded, and a strong black flame rushed out of its mouth, and instantly turned into a layer of black fire wall and pushed forward.
Han Li’s eyes flashed and he was unmoved. He did not make any other moves at all.
"Hula"
There was a silver flash on the side of his body, which turned into a colorful flame of the first generation, a huge silver flamingo with huge body shape. When the two huge fire wings were opened, there were thousands of feet of giant, and a wave of silver was like a handle. The giant blade directly smashes the black fire wall into two.
The shape of the silver flamingo rushed through, and the flames from the two wings pushed away, and a hard road opened up from the center of the fire wall.
Han Li figure flashed through, and the silver flash of light flashed, and the power of Lei Peng started to run. The huge body appeared in the side of the Wuchao ghost king, and he punched out.
A loud bang of "Boom."
The Wuchao Ghost King suffered a heavy blow, and the huge body leaned to the left, and the white bone trident in his hand could not help but glimpse.
"Zi"!
The blood of the sorrow was not blocked, and it was shot into the shoulders of the ghost king.
In the mouth of the Wuchao ghost king, a screaming screaming, the shoulder was shot by the blood, the armor melted directly, and the inside burned out a huge blood hole, and a black liquid appeared.
"You are looking for death, I want to smash you up!"
Just listening to a sharp and fierce scream in his mouth, the whole body was full of black light, and layers of black light rushed out of it. Countless evil spirits and black shadows constantly flew out from the inside and bite away toward Han Li and the soul.
The black ghosts of the evil spirits seem to be imaginary, and they suddenly gather together. When Han Li throws his fists and smashes, they become like smoke and dissipate. They simply can’t squat, and Han Li has to recall the green bamboo bee cloud sword on his side. , constantly release the evil spirits to dispel it.
However, these ghosts do not know why, they are not afraid of evil spirits. After being shackled, they will dissipate for a short time, and then they will soon condense and make a comeback.
Moreover, whenever he is close to him, Han Li feels that there is a kind of solitude that comes from the gloom, penetrating his body and directly infiltrating into his bone marrow.
As the number of times increased, the amount of yin accumulated in his body became more and more intense, and there was a strange icy ice in the depths of the body.
This is still the case on his side, the other side of the soul is even more serious, her movements have obviously become slow, and some can not catch up with the action of the Wuchao ghost king.
If they continue to let go, they will lose.
At this time, Han Li suddenly browed and seemed to think of something.
"Hey, come back!"
His mind was moving, and he was constantly swallowing the fiery flamingo of the black fire wall and immediately flew back to his body.
Han Li only felt that it was hot. The sense of icy cold was still there, but it eased a lot.
At the same time, his body shape shrank, and he recovered his original shape. His silver wire flashed and his body suddenly flew to the front of Wuchao.
The Wuchao ghost king saw that he suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and immediately swung his hands on the trigeminal bones and swept the past.
When Han Li saw it, he reached out and picked it up at the waist. The green gourd that was only hung up by him immediately fell on his hand, and the bottle mouth fell to the Wuchao ghost king.
He smiled at the corner of his mouth, lifted a palm and took it at the bottom of the gourd.
The roar of the "Rumble" sounded from it, and the green vortex at the mouth of the mouth violently rotated.
A golden fire dragon rushed out from the middle and went straight toward the ghost king.
This dragon was the one that before the Qi Mozi hit Han Li, but after a long time in the mysterious gourd, the size and speed were reduced a lot, but in the past, the void still spreads a layer. The force of the layer time rule fluctuates, making all the movements around it extremely slow.
The Wuchao ghost king and the soul of the spirit struggled for a long time, and there was Han Li’s spoiler. It had already consumed a lot. Seeing the strange fire dragon attacking, he lifted his hand and the white bone trident slammed and threw it.
The speed of the fire dragon is so fast that the white bone trident has not yet flown far, and it has collided with the fire dragon.
Just listen to the noise of "Boom".
The golden flame fire dragon burst open, and the golden spirit flame released from it flashed in an instant, and the Wuchao ghost king was shrouded in.
"Time Law..." The Wuchao Ghost King, who was in the middle of the explosion, only felt a strange force to add himself. His mind instantly fell into a blank, and the whole person was fixed in place, and even his mind was suspended.
After a while, the power of the explosion of the Golden Fire Dragon began to shrink, and all the flames of the flames gradually contracted, and the area affected by it gradually contracted.
When the power of the time rule in the spirit flame was reduced by half, the consciousness of the Wuchao ghost king’s mind was immediately restored, and his thoughts remained on the
power of the time rule...
, Han Li’s figure had been from a distance. Suddenly flashed.
In his body, the scorpio prisoner's power is fully operational, and the thirty-six-handed green bamboo bee cloud sword is combined into one. The sword light and the thunder are simultaneously bursting, and a sword is swept toward the neck of the Wuchao ghost king.
I only heard the screaming of the evil spirits, and then there was a loud bang.
The head of the Wuchao Ghost King has already been thrown high and the eyes are round and round, and the bones are rolling down to the ground.
There is no blood in the neck of the broken neck. Only the ghosts of countless shadows are constantly rushing out, just like the crows come out of the nest and make a burst of "哗啦啦" sound.
When the ghosts are out, the breath is not as strong as the original, but the surrounding wind is a masterpiece, and the suffocating is ten times more powerful than before.
When Han Lizheng wanted to release the fine flamingo and burn it clean, he saw that the soul had already arrived.
His nose swayed, and suddenly he rang a ringing nose. In the nostrils, there was a jaundice of radiant rays that spurted out and covered the ghosts of the Wuchao ghost king's neck.
Then, seeing it hard, the ghosts of the ghosts in the yellow glow burst into pieces, turning into a rich black light, which was sucked in by her nose.
As the black light poured into the body of the spirit, the night sky surrounding the room finally could not support, and began to break up a little.
When Han Li saw it, his heart was slightly safe, and while holding a long sword to protect the law, his eyes swept around.
I saw that the battlefield in the far distance was still fighting fiercely. The old temple building was almost completely destroyed, leaving only a round arch and stubbornly standing in the same place.
At this moment, the original ten red robe ghosts, and only three of them are left, the singer-speaking scholar and the bull-headed horse-faced ghost.
On the side of Tianshuizong, there are only two Su Shi and the turbulent.
There are only seven or eight monks on the ground. The rest of the people do not know whether they will be swallowed up by the ghosts, or they will be reclaimed by the turbulence. In short, there is no trace.
As for Fu Guzhu and the four scattered repairs, all of them have now become white bones, and they still maintain their postures against each other. They are still surrounded by dense ghosts, and they have no target, and they are a bit embarrassed. People have a strange feeling.
Han Liluo hesitated, or waved his hand, and a gust of wind rushed out, breaking up the nearby evil spirits, and then rolling up the gravel and sand on the ground, and buried their widows.
At this time, the two men and the three heads who were still fighting, finally realized the abnormality here.
"Ghost King..."
The readers will scream in the mouth, as if they are suffering from a heart-wrenching moment, they will come straight toward the soul.
Han Li's figure has already flashed, and the green bamboo bee cloud sword in his hand squats down.
A smear of Jianguang under the entanglement of Jin Lei, tearing a huge mouth in the dark sky, straight down the scholar.
The latter did not hide at all, and was directly torn into two halves.
"Ghost King...Ghost King...Ghost..." I saw a whisper in my mouth, and my body shape began to dissipate as smoke.
The twisted-headed ghost king and the horse-faced ghost king saw the situation, and the general trend had already gone. They immediately fled and went away. The two men and the Su Shi were chased up, and the figure disappeared into the horizon.
Han Li just glanced at it and he didn't take it anymore.
His eyes glanced around and saw that the situation had settled down. Then he sat down and sat down, closing his eyes and adjusting his interest.
The previous damage to the soul and the consumption of the power of the time rule made him very tired at the moment.
After a slap in the tea, his eyes slowly slammed open, but his face looked a bit complicated.
In the past, the spiritual domain and the law have the appearance of the strange things. He still can't understand it for the time being. But from the reaction of Chimo, it should not be a coincidence, but the big five elements will be cultivated to a certain extent. The magical powers that appear are correct.
It is a pity that he is self-taught in this practice, and some things can only be explored by himself.
Nowadays, the words of the real-life treasures and other things are temporarily unavailable, and there are fewer ways to get involved. When I think of it, Han Li has some heads.
"This is also a mixed blessing. I can only take a step by step..." He sighed and stood up.
At this time, the soul finally swallowed up the entire Wuchao ghost king, restored the human form, and fell back to him.
"Oh..." As soon as the party landed, there was a fullness in her throat.
"There is a bit of support..." The soul is a little embarrassed.
"I used to say that there is a little empty feeling in the abdomen. It is good to eat this time. Let's take a rest in the hole first..." Han Li smiled and said.
"It is a good time to retreat for a while, after I refine this power, I will be able to help the master more."
Han Li nodded, and with a wave of his hand, opened the silver light door, and the soul was flashed and entered.