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Chapter 2095 The Battle of the Demon Realm Taiji Diagram

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    But now he has consumed more than half of his mana, and his combat power has been reduced to the extreme. Immediately ignoring that this place is still on the battlefield, he raised his hand and released a yellow futon and sat cross-legged on it.

    Han Li closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath after making a tactic with both hands.

    Although the elixir that he took just now can avoid the danger of body explosion and backlash, it is naturally impossible to refine and absorb all of them in such a hurry, and the terrifying medicinal power has accumulated in the body at once.

    If it is not forcibly suppressed in time, the consequences will naturally be unimaginable.

    Fortunately, there are magic circles around to protect it, and the Leopard Lin Beast reappeared beside him after a flash, so there was no need to worry about any unexpected interference for a while.

    After a short while, a layer of golden light appeared on Han Li's body, and it slowly flowed.  ,

    Han Li, who was in it, turned into a golden god of war and remained motionless.

    Suddenly he changed his hands, and his fingers popped out of his chest like a wheel.

    With the sound of breaking through the air, more than a dozen slender silver threads disappeared in a flash.

    It was more than a dozen slender silver needles that were thrown into his body by his spell, and borrowed the power of the secret technique to lock some vital points in the meridians.

    Then a sleeve flicked, and more than a dozen talismans of different colors flew out, and after a circle, they shot towards Han Li.

    "Puff" a few times!

    These talismans burst open in bursts of flames, and then turned into more than a dozen large rune phantoms, one of which flickered into the body and disappeared.

    Han Li let out a muffled snort, a faint golden light rolled over his face, his breath rose slightly, and he immediately regained his stability.

    After waiting for a while, he let out a breath and finally opened his eyes.

    "It's finally suppressed for the time being, and I don't know what's going on on the other side. There should be no accidents between the two of them." Han Li put away the futon, stood up at once, and murmured a few words,

    With a flash of his eyes, he glanced in a certain direction.

    If there is nothing wrong, Zen Master Jin Yue and the two should still be fighting fiercely with the incarnation of the bloody ancestor.

    After Han Li pondered for a while, just as he was about to make another move, suddenly there was a violent tremor in the air, followed by a loud noise like a landslide!

    The sky and the surrounding light curtains instantly shattered inch by inch, and the entire space magic circle was forcibly smashed open by someone with great supernatural powers.

    Thirty-six male cultivators staggered one after another, and flashed out of the void one after another, or sprayed blood, or their limbs exploded by themselves, and the formation equipment in front of them collapsed out of thin air under the backlash.

    Han Li's complexion changed slightly, his eyes focused, and he looked towards a nearby place that suddenly appeared.

    I saw a huge crystal blood-red skeleton over there, roaring and wreaking havoc.

    This huge skeleton is more than a hundred feet high, and it has three heads and six arms. Each of the six big hands holds a dark stick weapon.

    These six pieces of magic soldiers waved together, setting off waves of magic wind, and countless knives and guns were faintly rolled out of the black air.

    On the top of the huge skull of the skeleton, the blood-robed youth stood there with one hand holding a big black seal, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was urging the skeleton under him with all his strength.

    On the opposite side, the silver-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Yue looked extremely embarrassed.

    A golden cassock on one body was broken into several pieces, and there was an astonishing bloody handprint on the chest, more than half a foot deep, as if half of the ribs had been turned into powder, but a trace of blood did not flow out.

    The other had a bun on his head, his face was extremely pale, and he held a seven-color feather fan in his hand, the light was extremely dim.

    There are several treasures hovering and flying in front of both of them, turning into layers of light curtains to protect themselves in it, but under the impact of the magic wind, they are crumbling, flickering wildly, and can no longer support them at any time.

    This blood-colored skeleton has such terrifying strength. Obviously, the space restriction just now was forcibly broken by it.

    Seeing all this clearly, Han Li's eyes sank slightly.

    The strength of this last incarnation of the blood light ancestor seems to be much greater than expected.

    But there was no expression on his face, only a slight movement of a palm in his sleeve.

    Immediately, a flash of inspiration flashed, and one thing was caught in the palm of the hand with five fingers.

    The disappearance of the restriction naturally allowed the three people who were still fighting over there to see clearly the situation on Han Li's side.

    The expressions of the three are quite different.

    Both the silver-haired old man and Zen master Jin Yue were pleasantly surprised,The sky was completely dark, and countless black clouds appeared instantly in the sky, followed by a thunderclap, and under the cloud, a phantom of Tai Chi that looked like a small town fell from the sky, covering the thousand-acre-sized area below at once.  The whole place is covered under it.

    Whether it is the blood-robed boy who is fleeing from the spurt, or the other demons in the phantom on the battlefield, they all feel their bodies sinking, and their figures freeze and slow down.

    However, this kind of restriction is not worth mentioning to those of the Demon Venerable level. Although they are shocked, as long as they raise the mana in their bodies, they will bear it as if nothing happened.

    As for the blood-robed boy Yuan, even under the nearby blood wind, he still rolled away without losing speed.

    But at this moment, the silver-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Yue rushed to the sky with both hands to be a little more dignified, and began to say something at the same time.

    The deep incantation echoed over the entire battlefield at once.

    The next moment, the huge Tai Chi phantom suddenly flashed light, and it shrunk down to the size of a mu with the blood-robed boy at the center.

    Countless five-color runes surged out of it, and the Tai Chi phantom suddenly became dazzling, as if it had been completely transformed into light.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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