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Chapter 1962: The Battle of the Demon Realm

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    And the birth of the worm king was mainly due to the mutual devouring between them.

    This naturally made Han Li a little depressed.

    He couldn't find a suitable method for a while, so he could only use various methods to continuously temper and stimulate the dozen or so spirit insects.

    If you do this, although you can't make them devour each other right away, you can increase their strength little by little, making it more likely that you will breed an insect king in the future.

    And even though no insect king has been cultivated now, these dozen or so purple beetles can be easily driven by spiritual thoughts.  It is far more practical than tens of thousands of gold-eating insect swarms, giving it an extra trump card when facing the enemy.

    In the past two hundred years, Han Li has also used up more than half of the Styx Spiritual Milk, causing some mysterious changes in his physique that cannot be explained clearly.

    The most obvious of these is that the speed at which he transforms the vitality of the world under cultivation has increased by at least 30% compared to before.

    Don't underestimate it, this 30% conversion speed at least means that compared to before, he can save nearly one-third of his training time.

    Not to mention, Qing Yuanzi had vowed at the beginning that the body washed with this Stygian milk would definitely be of great benefit to breaking through the bottleneck of fusion.  Otherwise, how could the four great demon kings of Diyuan take the risk to go deep into the land of the Styx, wanting to get some spiritual milk.

    Under this astonishing change, Han Li never stopped taking various pills for improving mana during this period, which made the mana increase rapidly.

    Now he is pretty close to the Dacheng state in the middle and late stage of integration, as long as he is given more than ten years, he can start trying to break through the bottleneck in the late stage.

    Thinking about this in his heart, Han Li let out a faint sigh on his face, put his hands on his thighs, and was about to close his eyes again to practice.

    But at this moment, suddenly a white aura flashed at the door of the secret room, followed by a layer of translucent waves rippling away.

    When Han Li saw this situation, he couldn't help being startled. After turning his mind a few times, he suddenly brushed his sleeve robe at the door.

    After a "puchi", the spiritual light on the door split open in two instantly.

    A ball of fire rushed in from outside the door in a flash, and with a flash, it strangely landed in Han Li's hands.

    Han Li swept the fireball with his eyes, and his spiritual thoughts penetrated into it in an instant. After a while, his face suddenly changed.

    After the sound of "bang", the five fingers pressed together, and the fireball was squeezed and exploded abruptly.

    Under the red light, Han Li's face was extremely ugly.

    "The magic spot appeared in the world so early! It seems that I can't go out for a while." He murmured a few words in a low, inaudible voice, and his body suddenly burst into light.

    Seeing this situation, the other two "Han Li" immediately moved their expressionless figures and pounced on the body like phantoms.

    After two muffled sounds, the three become one!

    The momentum on Han Li's body rose violently and suddenly he stopped, and he stood up with a flick of his sleeves.

    With one move with one hand, the huge cyan cauldron in front of him turned down immediately and turned into the size of a fist. When the blue light flashed, Han entered the long sleeve.

    Then as soon as Han Li raised his leg, the man appeared at the gate across a distance of more than ten feet in a strange way, and then he shook his shoulders, and disappeared into the gate in a flash, without a trace

    Under a giant peak in the depths of a certain mountain range in the wild world, a young man in a white robe faced three huge ancient wild beasts with his hands behind his back.

    An ancient beast, it was a two-headed giant with a height of 100 feet, with a ferocious appearance, a mess of yellow hair, and a big black stick in one hand.

    The other two ancient beasts were one big and one small, two red giant pythons.

    The big ones are more than three hundred feet long, and the small ones are about seventy to eighty feet long. They all spray red mist from their mouths, and they look extremely poisonous.

    The three ancient beasts all stared at the relatively insignificant young man opposite, as if they were very afraid.

    "Hey, I gave you some small warnings two days ago, and told all the powerful creatures here to leave me obediently. The others left knowingly, only the three of you are still reluctant to leave, don't you?  Is it because the three of you gathered together that you can fight against this deity? You really don¡¯t know how to live or die! If that¡¯s the case, don¡¯t leave, and obediently leave the crystal core and spirit behind!¡±  The pattern was imprinted on it, and after sweeping the eyes of the three giant beasts, he uttered icy and bone-chilling words as soon as he opened his mouth.

    The three ancient beasts seemed to have a little bit of wisdom. After hearing the words, the two-headed giant slammed its fangs, and a hugeClosed tightly, with a calm face, just suspended in the void like this, motionless.

    After a full meal, the golden light on the young man's body flashed slightly, and the imprinted golden lotus pattern twisted and flickered as if it came alive.

    The young man slowly opened his eyes.

    The eyes are black and white, but the depths of the pupils are crystal clear, as if there is a mysterious power contained in them.

    There were two soft sounds of "àÛ" and "àÛ", and two groups of flames burst into flames in the eyes of the young man.

    One gold and one silver, and with the turning of the young man's head, big and small flickered endlessly.

    Suddenly, the young man's eyes fell on an object in the corner of the secret room and did not move, and the expression on his face became extremely weird.

    The object was a crystal ball placed on a low jade table.  It is the size of a fist, but there is a faint aura on the surface, reflecting a clear picture.

    In the picture, a silver lotus pod floats there vividly, just like the real thing.

    (I hid in the hotel all morning and coded. I was so envious when I saw other people going out to play!)  , Support genuine reading!) (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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