Chapter 1064

The Wuchao Ghost King was dressed as a scholar, with one hand clenched into a claw, and a palm-sized black prison appeared in his palm, with lightning flashing and crackling inside.

The thirty-six green bamboo and bee cloud swords were imprisoned in this cage at this time, struggling wildly, rushing around, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break through the shackles of the cage.

"Your Excellency is really patient. It took me a long time to finally show up." Han Li asked instead of looking at the flying swords.

"Before, I always felt that there was an aura that I hated but was quite afraid of, but I still couldn't determine what it was. I thought it would be on those two people, but now it seems that it should be on you, right? Not bad , Not bad!" Wuchao Ghost King glanced at Han Li and said hey.

"Could it be that your Excellency is talking about my evil god thunder, isn't it all in your hands?" Han Li pretended to be surprised, and asked back.

"This power of thunder and lightning is really tricky...but it's not enough to make this king afraid. So far, this king has practiced. I have never seen any big storms. I don't know how many monitoring immortals have been killed by this king." Wu Chao The Ghost King frowned and said.

After saying a word, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared after Han Li's death.

A long and narrow opening was suddenly torn open in the void behind it, and an extremely thick black mist gushed out from it. Countless tentacles and ferocious ghost claws of evil ghosts suddenly protruded from it, blocking all of Han Li's escape routes in an instant. , and grabbed onto him.

Han Li didn't move at all, and there was a strange sound of "Zi La" on his body, and countless golden wires rushed out, as if covered with a layer of golden armor.

As soon as the tentacles of those evil spirits touched the golden wire, bursts of black smoke immediately appeared, and they retreated.

Han Li turned around again, raised his fist, and punched it into the pitch-black mist.

The mysterious orifices around him flickered with light, and a brilliant starlight suddenly bloomed above the fist, directly reflecting the entire black mist brightly, and those dense tentacles retreated into the mist one after another as if they were burned by the starlight.

Seeing this, the Wuchao Ghost King showed a smile on his face. With one hand, he controlled the still struggling Green Bamboo Fengyun Sword, and with the other hand, five fingers were bent into claws, and he grasped it in the air.

When Han Li saw the long and narrow opening, it was torn open suddenly, and the pitch-black smoke inside spread out like a tide. At the same time, the figure of Wuchao Ghost King suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The thick smoke melted into the sky, and Han Li felt that the surrounding sky was dark, as if it had entered the night in an instant, and all the surrounding scenes disappeared. Can't hear it anymore.

He frowned, and quickly performed the alchemy technique, releasing his divine sense to investigate.

"Hey, that's really weird! You kid is carrying divine thunder, and you have also practiced alchemy, and your level is not low, but it's a pity that it's useless to this king...Speaking of it, this king is getting more and more fond of you." I'm interested." At this moment, the voice of Wuchao Ghost King suddenly floated from the surroundings, but it sounded a little illusory.

"How could this be?" Han Li frowned, deeply surprised.

Relying on the ability of alchemy, it was impossible to detect the exact location of Wuchao Ghost King.

At this moment, a strange fluctuation appeared in the void around Han Li, and blood-red rays of light emerged, and each of the blood-red rays of light condensed a figure of a scholar, all of whom were Wuchao Ghost Kings.

Han Li's eyes were fixed, and he scanned these Wuchao ghost kings, and found that their auras were exactly the same, and even the fluctuations in their cultivation bases were impressively at the Da Luo level.

I saw these dozens of Wuchao ghost kings moving at the same time, scattered like heavenly maidens, and blocked Han Li in the center from all directions.

The blood on his body flickered, and he pinched out the magic formula with his hands, and there were bursts of chanting in his mouth.

As the sound of chanting continued to sound, clusters of blood-colored brilliance began to emerge in the void around Han Li, each of which condensed into runes with strange shapes, both like patterns and characters.

After these runes emerged, they surrounded Han Li from all directions.

The bloody light surged on each group of talismans, and a head of an evil ghost was condensed. They opened their bloody mouths and roared silently at Han Li.

A dark red light gushed out from each of the evil ghost's mouths, enveloping Han Li from all directions, covering Han Li in the center.

Han Li suddenly felt his whole body go numb. The blood in his whole body seemed to have froze suddenly, and the movement of all the celestial power and star power in his body also came to a standstill.

At the same time, a wave of blood suddenly rose in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the figure of a scholar made of blood light walked slowly towards the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Wherever he walked, the sea of ​​consciousness was infested with blood, and all of them turned blood red.

Han Li was shocked in his heart. Ever since he succeeded in cultivating divine arts, when had he been so easily broken through the sea of ​​consciousness defense line and entered the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness?

His soul manifested in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and he used his alchemy with all his strength, facing the blood-shadow scholar far away, forming a majestic city wall in the middle, resisting his constant erosion.

"Don't resist pointlessly. This king's method of searching for souls can't be resisted by even ordinary monks in the Great Luo Realm. Why are you doing this? Since the left and right are dead, wouldn't it be easier to be a happy ghost?" Okay?" The blood shadow scholar said, his hoarse voice echoing in Han Li's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ghost King Wuchao, I don't understand something, can you tell me something, so that I can be an understanding ghost?" Han Li didn't answer directly, but asked instead.

"If it's someone else, I don't bother to answer. Since you are so powerful, you can help me make a breakthrough in my cultivation. I will make an exception and allow you to be a ghost." The blood shadow scholar stopped and replied. .

"It is rumored that the Wuchao Ghost King has been suppressed in the Heavenly Court Immortal Prison. Why did you appear here?" Han Li asked.

"This king thought you would ask why your spirit refining technique couldn't resist this king's soul-searching technique, but I didn't expect you to ask this. It's really gossip... Well, it's okay to tell you. The master of the fairy prison back then It was Taisui Immortal Venerable, who guarded the Immortal Prison for thousands of years. Later, he rebelled against the Heavenly Court for some reason, and when he fled, Xu Yiyou tricked me out and imprisoned him here." Ghost King Wuchao recalled a little replied.

"It turns out that your Excellency still has such a long time. It's no wonder that there are many crises in the Time Tower. It seems that we are not looking for treasures, but have thrown ourselves into a trap..." Han Li smiled wryly when he heard this, and his hands in his sleeves were Keep making tricks.

"You only look for treasures in the secret realm, but you don't know that the place you broke into is a place of death. Otherwise, how could this king be willing to stay here for so many years? So even if this king doesn't kill you, you will have no hope of escaping from this tower for the rest of your life. This king will help you get rid, at least there is hope of reincarnation, speaking of it, this king is still too kind, after all, I have read many sage books for many years, and my conscience is not lost." Wuchao Ghost King said with a soft sigh.

"I have another question. I wonder if you can withstand the evil spirit thunder with the stability of your soul?" At this time, Han Li suddenly asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as his words fell, golden light suddenly surged around the entire sea of ​​consciousness, and countless golden lightning surged out from around the sea of ​​consciousness, submerging his entire sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

"Zi la la..."

A series of lightning explosions resounded through Han Li's Sea of ​​Consciousness, and the blood shadow scholar was submerged in by the tide of thunder and lightning, and disappeared in an instant, and the blood-red color around him immediately retreated and disappeared.

Accompanied by it, Han Li's sea of ​​consciousness boiled violently. Rao himself, when his consciousness was hit by the evil god's lightning, he felt a sharp pain like tearing, and the damage to his soul was not light.

"Ka Ka Ka"

The skulls of the evil spirits surrounding him were cracked and shattered.

Han Li endured the severe pain in his mind, and when he glanced forward, he saw streaks of golden light shining in the center of the palm of one of the dozens of Wuchao ghost kings.

He hurriedly raised his hand and waved in that direction, a silver light lit up immediately, and the figure of the crying soul flashed out of the silver light, and rushed straight to that side.

After the figure flitted out, without the slightest hesitation, the black light outside the body surface flowed rapidly, and the real body of the punishment beast appeared directly.

His eyes turned blood-red, his body grew rapidly, and soon turned into a black giant ape more than a hundred feet tall.

His black hair stood on end like steel needles, his head had strange horns, his fangs were exposed, and the flesh between his brows was split, revealing a third blood-red demon eye, and three black bone spurs protruded from his back. angry.

The Ghost King, whose consciousness was hit hard by Han Li's evil spirit thunder, was furious. He really didn't expect that Han Li could have such a powerful evil spirit thunder, let alone that he would be so unscrupulous in releasing the evil spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness. Lei Weineng.

He managed to stabilize his consciousness, and when he saw the hit nemesis suddenly appearing in front of him, he was a little flustered for a while.

However, Han Li took advantage of this opportunity to pinch the sword formula with both hands, and made a move with all his strength.

There was a burst of thunder, and the thirty-six green bamboo bee-cloud swords imprisoned in the hands of the Wuchao Ghost King rushed out one after another, flashing a brilliant golden light in mid-air, and replied Han Li's side.

Han Li looked at the flying sword flying towards him, the golden light was somewhat dim, and hurriedly put it in the Xuantian gourd for nourishment.

He glanced at the screaming soul who had already been fighting with the ghost king in the distance, only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and his body staggered, and he quickly sat down cross-legged.

"It seems that the damage is more serious than I thought..."

Han Li sighed in his heart, turned his palms over, took out a elixir to repair the spirit and swallowed it, and hurriedly pinched the magic formula to adjust his breath.

At present, the strength of Crying Soul still hasn't been fully recovered. Against the ghost king of Daluo level, although he is born with the ability to suppress, the difference in strength is too far after all, and the number of winners and losers is unpredictable.

In addition, the space they are in right now should be the spiritual domain of the Wuchao Ghost King, and the other party has a convenient location. He must stabilize the spirit as soon as possible to help the crying soul, so that they have a better chance of winning.

With this in mind, Han Li tried his best to accumulate the elixir to calm his mind and adjust his breath.