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Chapter 2182 Battle of the Demon Realm

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    "It's interesting. It can block the blow of my holy ancestor, but no matter how hard you struggle, it's nothing more than a mantis arm." Seeing the appearance of Han Li and Zhishui, the black-robed youth was slightly taken aback, but immediately the corners of his mouth curled up.  There was a sinister smile, and with the other palm raised, one finger pointed at the two of them slightly.

    "à²" and "à²" twice!

    Two clusters of black dots popped out from the black-robed youth's fingertips, and with one flash, they spanned a distance of hundreds of feet, reaching places within easy reach of Han Li and the spirit race youth respectively.

    With a flash of blue light in Han Li's eyes, he saw the black spot clearly. It was a bean-sized, shiny black pill-shaped thing.

    Although this pill is not eye-catching, how dare Han Li let it approach so easily.

    Without thinking about it, he took a sudden breath, and then squirted forcefully, a ray of green sword light rolled out, and split the black pill in a flash.

    The next moment, the two pills that were split apart burst open, turning into two billowing black flames, and drowned Han Li into them with a single roar.

    The magic flame surged wildly around Han Li, and flew into a black pillar of fire that soared into the sky.

    For a while, Han Li looked like he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

    However, the black-robed young man was obviously very confident in his magic flame. When he saw Han Li being wrapped in the magic flame, he immediately lost interest and turned his eyes, and put all his attention on 'Zhishui' on the other side.

    Compared to Han Li, this ancestor of the demon race was more advanced, and he was more interested in the youth of the spirit race who could take the blow just now without changing his face.

    On the other side, Zhishui still had no expression on his face, and when he lifted his arm, he grabbed the black flame that was shooting at him with five fingers.

    A muffled sound!

    The moment the black pill came into contact with the young man's finger, it burst open on its own, turning into a billowing demonic flame and pounced on the young man.

    "not good!"

    Witnessing this scene, the Holy Maiden of Qianqiu screamed anxiously in her heart, and no longer cared about other things, she suddenly activated a mysterious artifact in her body.

    "Boom"!

    The artifact released astonishing fluctuations in its body in a flash.

    At the same time, the woman's body was shaken, and she flew out of the ground, and golden spirit patterns gushed out from her body, spreading all over her body in an instant, which seemed to be the same as the one on Zhishui's body, and  Wandering indefinitely, so weird.

    At this time, the ancestors of the Long family and the others were half of their bodies still pressed firmly under the ground. Whenever they tried to mobilize mana and secret techniques to escape from the trap, their shoulders would suddenly sink and numb, and even a finger  They couldn't even move, as if huge mountains weighing more than a million catties were pressing on them tightly.

    Let them be imprisoned in place for a while even though they are full of mana.

    At the moment when the Qianqiu saintess became abnormal, Zhishui seemed to sense something, the silver spirit pattern on his body flickered a few times, and he opened his mouth, and the magic flame that rushed towards him slammed his mouth and blew fiercely.

    A shriek sounded as if the entire sky was being torn apart, erupting from the young man's mouth, followed by a burst of silvery sound waves.

    As soon as the head-on magic flame touched the silver wave, after a slight tremor, it turned into dots of black light, which were shattered and extinguished one after another.

    However, as a result of doing so, the silver spirit pattern on the young man's body flickered a few times, and then suddenly became dim. However, he stood there with his hands clenched into fists, his face still dull.  .

    "Hey, it turned out to be a fake fairy puppet, no, it's too weak, it seems to have been refined by someone, and its breath is far worse than the real fake fairy puppet." Seeing this scene, the black-robed youth let out a light  "Huh", there was some surprise on his face, but after a sneer, a finger came out slightly.

    Listening to his tone, this Spirit Race "Zhishui" is just a puppet!

    There was a loud "ßÚÀ²", and a group of black awns blew ear-piercingly at his fingertips. After expanding and shrinking, it turned into a slender black needle, which flicked out lightly.

    The black awn is silent, fleeting!

    Standing hundreds of feet away, the young man of the Spirit Race suddenly had silver streaks flashing out of his body, and after turning around, he transformed into a silver shield with simple patterns at an incredible speed, blocking in front of him.

    And the next moment, there was a roar!

    The shield trembled suddenly, a mass of black light bloomed, but disappeared in a flash, and a black hole the size of a thumb suddenly appeared on the surface.

    "Zhi Shui" didn't move at the same place, but suddenly an extremely cold gray-white air erupted from his body. After a little condensation and transformation, it turned into more than a dozen gray-white touches as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

    ? These ferocious tentacles danced wildly around, insidesp; Although they already knew that the young man in black robe must be a genuine Mozu Holy Ancestor, but they never expected that the other party's attack would be so fierce that he would use the Xuantian Treasure after just asking a few questions. They had other thoughts in their minds  The two of them were immediately frightened and angry, and resorted to life-saving measures one after another.

    The ancestor of the Long family let out a loud roar, and the heavenly spirit cover of his head suddenly opened. The golden glow flashed, and a golden five-clawed real dragon flew out of it.

    This golden dragon was only about an inch in size at first, but as soon as it flew out of the head of the ancestor of the Long family, it immediately swelled into a gigantic size of more than ten feet.

    Although the girl in feather clothes didn't move a bit, when she bit her silver teeth down, she opened her mouth and spurted out a ball of blood.

    After the blood essence dispersed in the wind, it turned into a cloud of blood mist and rushed towards his body, unexpectedly submerging into the five-color feather coat on his body one after another.

    Immediately, a melodious phoenix cry came from the feathers, and countless multicolored rays of light bloomed at once, and after a quick condensation, it transformed into an extremely exquisite full-body battle armor, firmly covering all parts of his body,  There is even a crystal five-color mask on the face, revealing only two beautiful eyes.

    However, that Bai Qi remained motionless in the white light. I don't know if he had other plans, or he really didn't have any supernatural powers to break free from the suppression of the devil's hand!  (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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