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Chapter 1432 Hundred Clans in the Spirit World

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    The silver lightning finally dissipated at this time, and in front of the white light curtain, this gigantic ghost with a height of more than ten feet but with a shiny black body appeared out of nowhere.

    This ghost has two horns on its head, black scales all over its body, a pair of huge fleshy wings on its back, and two arms that seem to be made of fine iron, which are extremely long and hang straight to the ground.  And when he looked at the ghost's face, even Han Li felt a chill in his heart, a little bit creepy.

    This ghost has a flat face, and it doesn't even look like a face.  And the huge body is riddled with holes, except for the two thick arms, there is almost nothing intact.

    Obviously, the two thunder beads and sword light released by Han Li just now were blocked by this ghost forcibly, otherwise they would have been able to break through the light curtain protecting the blood sword.

    The giant ghost raised its head and let out a mournful howl, and suddenly countless black Yin Qi emerged from the vicinity, and then rolled and sank into the body.

    The originally mutilated body was wriggling in the black air in a blink of an eye and was intact.

    "Hey, boy. Try the power of this old man, the phaseless ghost king who has been raised for thousands of years. This ghost has supernatural powers, but it is not inferior to the old man himself." A malicious word suddenly sounded in Han Li's ear, and his eyes flashed.  flash.

    "Ghost King?" If you leaned closer to Han Li and took a closer look, you could see the corners of his mouth curled up slightly after hearing the words, revealing a strange expression.

    "Fellow Daoist Han, be careful. The Phaseless Ghost King is also a well-known existence in the ghost world, and his supernatural powers are no less than that of a cultivator at the refining level." Another woman's subtle voice also came over, but it was Ye Chu, who was still in a stalemate with the Long Family Shuangxiu  .

    Seeing that Han Li had dealt with the young woman of the Heifeng clan so neatly, she immediately had a glimmer of hope in her heart.

    Almost at the same time, the Ghost King's head turned towards Han Li. Although he had no eyes, he still seemed to be able to sense everything about Han Li.

    With a low growl in his mouth, the Wuxiang Ghost King suddenly raised his two strangely long arms, and suddenly the sky was violently turbulent, and the black yin qi swelled up, making the surrounding sky dark and gloomy at once, and at the same time, countless wailing wailed from the yin qi  The sound is like ten thousand ghosts hiding in it.

    The Phaseless Ghost King under the Yin Qi shook his arms at Han Li's place.

    During the violent rotation of the Yin Qi in the air, an unbelievably large black ghost claw suddenly condensed.  It was as huge as a hundred feet, and the blue ghost flames flickered all over its body, and it slowly grabbed Han Li.

    Han Li only felt that the air around him tightened, and an invisible force appeared inexplicably, trying to restrain his body completely.

    If it is an ordinary monk, under this huge force, I am afraid that he really can only obediently wait for death.  But with Han Li's tyrannical body, he regarded these restrictions as nothing, and after a cold snort, he quickly flicked towards the spirit beast ring with one hand.

    With a sound of "à²", a black light shot out, and after a circle, it lightly landed about ten feet in front of Han Li. It turned out to be a half-foot-tall monkey with black and shiny hair.

    It is the crying soul beast.

    As soon as the little monkey appeared, his eyeballs rolled around, his big nose sniffed lightly again, his eyes suddenly lit up, his big hand hammered his chest, and the black light fell down all over his body.  In a short time, it turned into a ferocious giant ape more than thirty feet tall.

    The beast charged into the ghost claw in the air without any hesitation, snorted suddenly, and a cloud of green clouds flew out from one nostril, just hitting the palm of the falling ghost claw.

    An incredible scene appeared.

    The moment Ghost Claw's palm came into contact with Qingxia, a black hole immediately appeared.  Where Qingxia rolls around, the rest of the Ghost Claw crumbles and turns into balls of jet-black yin energy, which is then engulfed by Xiaguang one after another.

    The whole ghost claw was incomplete in a blink of an eye, collapsing and melting away.

    ? Seeing this in the distance, the Phaseless Ghost King grabbed the Crying Soul Void with a big hand.

    Five black lights, like five huge sharp blades, shot out at the giant ape in a flash.

    Just as the sound of breaking through the air was heard, the claws had already reached in front of the body of the giant ape,

    With a few sounds of "àÛàÛ", the five black glows disappeared into the crying soul's body in a flash, but it had no effect at all.

    Seeing this, the giant ghost couldn't help being stunned.

    But the giant ape didn't pay attention to this, and hummed again, another blue cloud flew out from the other nostril.

    Two streaks of blue clouds intertwined and flickered in the air, and the autumn wind swept away the cloudy air in the air like fallen leaves, and then turned into black and blue and flew back, being swallowed by the giant ape in one gulp.

    A tinge of satisfaction appeared on Tiao Hun's face, and he turned his eyes to the ghost king in the distance.

    Seeing that the crying soul broke his magical powers, the Wuxiang Ghost King finally woke up from the shock, and then he whimpered and became very angry.After a few glances, he suddenly hit the golden giant sword in the air with one hand.

    Suddenly there was a buzzing sound, and the huge sword trembled, disintegrated in the golden light, and re-transformed into seventy-two golden swords.

    And these small swords made a buzzing sound again, and then hundreds of golden sword lights appeared in a flash.

    Each sword light is about a foot long, hovering and dancing in the air.

    Immediately, Han Li muttered something in a low voice, his fingers moved like a wheel, and he punched out one after another.

    Immediately, all the flying swords were shaken, scattered in the sky, and shot in all directions.

    In the strange flickering, these golden sword lights disappeared one by one out of thin air, as if they had never appeared before.

    Han Li actually set up the Great Geng Sword Formation with the blood-colored giant sword as the center, planning to use the amazing power of the sword formation to force out the Longdong Primordial Spirit inside, and even wanted to destroy this spirit treasure.  (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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