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Chapter 1637 Hundred Clans in the Spirit World

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    Han Li was a little surprised, but with a flash of his eyes, his figure flickered, and he appeared on the top of the hill, and tapped lightly with his toe.

    All of a sudden, the black hill turned gray and white, and its body swelled up, transforming into a giant of three hundred feet.

    Originally, the old man surnamed Tu, who could barely hold up the hill, suddenly changed his face. His feet were trembling, and he sank deeply into the ground at once, and submerged his two calves.

    It is the expression that the old man cannot support the mountain with his own great strength and has to transfer his strength to the ground.

    Seeing this, Han Li was expressionless, but he raised his foot again and stomped away on the hill.

    Originally, the Yuan Magnetic Mountain was extremely heavy, plus the impact of Han Li's own huge strength.

    The black mountain peak swayed down again, and immediately fell down again with a rumble, completely pressing the old man under the mountain peak.

    The figure of the old man can no longer be seen.

    Seeing this, Han Li was overjoyed.  But I don't think it's really that simple to kill a combined existence.

    Without further ado, he pinched Fajue with one hand, and patted down with the other white and jade-like palm at the same time.

    The whole body of the black mountain flashed gray, and its volume continued to soar.  At the same time, a burst of five-colored flames also gushed out from the white fingers, hitting the bottom of the mountain.

    Where the five-colored flames passed, a layer of five-colored ice spread at the bottom, turning the ground with a radius of tens of feet into a cold place.

    And the black mountain has risen to a height of more than a thousand feet, no less than a real mountain.

    Under such circumstances, Han Li did not intend to stop at all, a flash of inspiration flashed on his body, turning into a blue rainbow and shooting towards one side.

    There was a flash of blue light over there, and the escape light disappeared into the void strangely.

    Following that, in the center of the black mountain peak, there was a low buzzing sound from the surrounding air, and small blue swords appeared in the void at the same time, but immediately the green light flashed and turned into a green lotus the size of a palm.

    With the movement of these lotus flowers, afterimages around them suddenly appeared, and more lotus shadows emerged, and gradually turned from virtual to real.

    For a moment, the sky was full of lotus flowers flashing, and the brilliance they emitted combined together to form a giant light curtain, completely trapping the old man in it.

    Han Li actually took advantage of this golden opportunity to activate the Chunli Sword Formation.

    Just at this moment, a furious roar came from the bottom of the mountain, followed by a burst of strange and mysterious incantations.

    Wisps of crimson light suddenly appeared in the nearby void. At first, there were only a dozen wisps of red light, but as the sound of the incantation accelerated, there were more and more red clouds.

    After a while, the sky was filled with light and light, as if the entire void was dyed red.

    At the same time, the temperature here became extremely high.  The scorching heat is enough to instantly roast an ordinary person into a human body.  ,

    But as soon as the incantation stopped, Hongxia flashed towards the ice layer on the ground and sank into it.

    The rumbling sound like thunder came from the ground one after another!

    After several muffled sounds of "àÛàÛ", thick crimson beams of light broke through the ice and shot out from the mouth of the bowl.

    These beams of light just flickered a few times, and the ice layer quickly melted and disappeared.  The nearby ground also instantly melted into a crimson liquid in the red light.

    Almost in just a few breaths, a large area of ??ground was transformed into a large lava pool.

    The black mountain peak slowly sank downward amidst the tumbling lava.  In the blink of an eye, most of it was submerged in the lava.

    "Sure enough, only a little brute force can't hurt Your Excellency!" Han Li's voice suddenly came from all directions.

    Following that, the black mountain in the lava shrunk sharply, reduced to the size of a few feet, and then turned into a jet of black light with a tremor.

    However, Fang Yifei was several feet away from the lava, and suddenly the cold voice of the old man surnamed Tu came from the lava:

    "The old man's cave is missing a town house. This treasure is good, so let me keep it."

    As soon as the words fell, a wave of lava immediately set off in the molten pool, more than ten feet high, followed by a flash of red light, which turned into a big red hand, grabbing the black hill in it.

    The big hand flashed red, trying to pull the treasure back into the lava.

    But even though Han Li took back most of the mountain's power, the weight of the Yuanci Mountain is naturally not something that can be easily shaken by a magical hand.

    The black hill only flickered a few times, but it didn't move at all in the big hand.  However, being restrained, he also couldn't easily fly to the nearby cyan light curtain.

    But Han Li let out a cold snort, and then the big red hands surrounded him.? Large and small five-color light clusters emerged one after another near the mountains, dense forests, and vegetation in a radius of tens of miles.

    They seem to be summoned by something, and the crazy Qi Jianzhen is rushing to the location.

    Countless dots of light fell from the sky densely, but as soon as Fang approached the sword formation, he was immediately blocked by pieces of blue sword light.

    These lights of different colors burst you under the dancing and flickering of the sword light, turning into clusters of five-color mist.

    However, the number of light spots is too many to count!

    In a short while, the mist formed after the explosion became as viscous as a liquid, and the flying of the blue sword light gradually slowed down, becoming sluggish.

    And almost at the same time, the old man surnamed Tu urged the giant fire pillar, which also began to rage unscrupulously in the illusion of the sword formation!

    The countless giant trees transformed by the illusion were annihilated in flying ash under the sweeping fire pillar, and there was no resistance at all.

    Even though these trees are just phantoms, the magical power that transforms them is the pure wood spiritual power contained in the flying swords.

    Regardless of whether these trees are real or not, under the attack of such a powerful fire force, they naturally burned and collapsed one after another.

    Immediately, the scenery around the old man blurred, and the original real place reappeared.

    (Chapter 1) (to be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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