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Chapter 1512 Hundred Clans in the Spiritual Realm, Tiangang Blood Thunder, Golden Crow Spirit Fire

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    On the second floor of the abyss, four holy sons of the Flying Spirit clan with pale wings and flooded hair were fighting with a group of black poisonous scorpions several feet long.

    Although these scorpions have no wings, they can fly through the air one by one, and their movements are extremely agile. In addition, they spit acid at the mouth, and their tail hooks are extremely poisonous.  The four flying spirits felt a headache for a while, and they really couldn't get rid of the entanglement of these black scorpions immediately.

    More than half an hour later, when a flying spirit man became cruel, he did not hesitate to use a lot of mana to cast an extremely powerful supernatural power, and released clusters of blue fireballs that turned the three or four black scorpions surrounding them into ashes.  The black scorpion finally retreated unwillingly.

    The four flying spirits breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved.

    But before they could open their mouths to talk, suddenly there was a flash of light in the distant sky, and a cloud of blood mist rolled from the horizon.

    The blood mist was silent, as if it was a ghost, and it was extremely fast. After a few flashes, it appeared near the four flying spirits, and circled around them several times.

    The four holy sons of the Flying Spirit Tribe were startled, and naturally immediately put themselves on guard.

    There was a cold snort in the blood mist, and a pair of eyes full of madness appeared faintly. After the violent eyes swept over the four flying spirits, a hoarse voice came out that made the hearts of many popular flying spirits tremble.

    "Although it's not those people! But since I met you, then consider yourself unlucky."

    As soon as the words fell, there was a thunder in the blood mist, and the nearby sky was suddenly blood-red, and bursts of blood clouds appeared strangely, and then tumbling.

    "No, it's Tiangang Xuelei, run!" When one of the four flying spirits saw this scene, his face turned extremely pale.  Fleeing in a certain direction.

    When the other three holy sons heard the words "Tiangang Blood Thunder", they were also frightened out of their wits. Together with the aura, they also drove Duan Guang to turn around and run away.

    But at this moment, there was a thunderclap in the air, and four blood-red lightning flashed out of the clouds, and then distorted and disappeared out of thin air.  The next moment, four streaks of blood appeared in the sky above the four escaped Dunguang, and fell down without hesitation.

    Four screams came out, and four rays of light scattered around the blood shop and his body in an instant.

    The bodies of the four holy sons of the Flying Spirit Tribe were reduced to ashes after a few flashes of lightning.  Neither the aura of body protection nor the treasures of body protection played any role at all.

    There was a burst of crazy laughter in the blood mist, and then the blood was shining, and the blood mist shot towards the distant sky like a meteor, and disappeared in a moment

    I don't know how many thousands of miles away, Han Li sighed softly, looked at the seven flying spirits who suddenly appeared in front of him and surrounded them with good intentions, and asked lightly:

    "Fellow Taoists don't go looking for the Nether Flame Fruit, what are you doing to stop us!"

    "Our Tianpeng clan doesn't seem to have any enmity with the nobles." Bai Bi also said in a low voice, with a calm expression on his face.

    "Hey, the Tianpeng clan does not have any entanglements with our Heiling clan. However, the Chirong clan and other strong branches secretly issued rewards to our other branch saint sons before they set off.  In the abyss, we can all get a lot of benefits. If we don¡¯t meet us, forget it. We won¡¯t go looking for you on purpose. But since we met, such a convenient thing, we black spirit  The family will not refuse." A tall flying spirit man with dark wings and skin said to Han Li with his arms folded, with a proud expression on his face.

    The other Hei Ling people who surrounded Han Li and the others all looked determined to accept them with a blank expression.

    It's no wonder that even though the Black Spirit Clan is not the top branch among the seventy-two branches, it is still in the middle and upper reaches, far from being comparable to the almost bottom-ranking branch of the Tianpeng Clan.

    "A reward?" Han Li frowned, somewhat unexpected.

    "I've said everything that can be said. You won't be a fool when you get to the ground. Now you can go on the road with peace of mind." The leader of the Hei Lingren didn't want to say anything more, with a look of anger on his face, he waved one hand.

    Seeing this, the black spirits from other directions opened their mouths without saying a word, and each sprayed out a black feather.

    At first it was only about an inch or so in size, but when you rub your hands together, it instantly becomes about a foot or so in size. The surface is dark and the runes are tumbling, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

    Six black spirit men held six feathers and stretched them at Han Li and the others at the same time. Pieces of black flames spewed out from the feathers strangely, and then quickly spread in four directions.

    With a "boom", the black flame formed a huge flame shield, trapping all four of them in it.

    &nbsp"Boom" There were three loud bangs, and after the three lightning balls disappeared in a flash, they accurately hit Han Li. However, a pair of black battle armor appeared on Han Li's body at an unknown time.

    Even though these three thunderballs were quite powerful, they only barely knocked half of the evil armor apart, and they didn't hurt Han Li himself at all.

    On the contrary, Han Li's face was expressionless, a golden light flashed on his body, and a layer of golden scales emerged, and his arm was slightly blurred, and it stretched out quickly, and his five fingers were like hooks, grabbing the black spirit man's back.  .

    With a sound of "ßÚÀ²", the seemingly extraordinary layer of black gauze was torn apart like paper under the flashing golden light of five fingers.

    The black spirit man only felt a chill from his back, and a golden arm pierced through his chest.  Strangely, the entire arm was not stained with blood.  (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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