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Chapter 2090 Battle of the Demon Realm: Seven Flame Fans and Concentric Rings

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    What's even more strange is that the blood that fell on the big man's skin blurred for a moment, and turned into bright red patterns that spread all over his body.

    Seen from a distance, the big man seemed to be wearing a blood-colored talisman, which was extremely strange.

    Seeing this situation, the silver-haired old man's complexion suddenly became very ugly, but the big man ignored him at all. Instead, after a grin on his face, he pointed his hand at Han Li and made an extremely arrogant provocative gesture.

    Seeing this situation, Han Li naturally knew that a battle with this person was inevitable, so he immediately said to the two silver-haired old men lightly:

    "According to what I said just now, this person is handed over to me. But before you can deal with this monster, you must first draw that bloody avatar far away. I don't want to encounter other unpredictable factors in the fight."

    As soon as the words fell, he didn't wait for the two to reply, and the blue sword lotus nearby turned around, and the person suddenly disappeared in the sharp sword light.

    The next moment, tens of feet away from the big man, a blue light flashed, and Han Li appeared in the void with an expressionless face.

    The big man of the demon clan flashed a fierce light, and the mace he captured hit Han Li without saying a word.

    There was a "poof"!

    The green magic fire rolled on the mace, instantly covering the sky and covering the earth, turning into a wall of fire more than ten feet high like a fire demon descending into the world, and went straight to Han Li with a menacing pressure.

    And the other hand of the big man, holding five fingers together, lightly punched Han Li out of the air.

    It was silent, as if there was no power at all.

    Seeing this situation, Han Li's expression darkened. The green sword lotus in front of him gave a clear cry, and turned into layers of green mist to face the wall of fire. At the same time, a golden glow flashed in one sleeve, and a fist punched  out.

    The fist is shining with gold, as if made of pure gold, and there are faint golden inscriptions wandering around.

    It is the performance of the Brahma Saint's True Demon Art that is close to Dacheng.

    The moment the cyan sword shadow came into contact with the fire wall, there was a crackling sound immediately, the cyan light and green flames intertwined, and the clusters of flames burst continuously between the two, as if countless fireworks erupted at the same time, extremely gorgeous.

    On the other side of the void near the fire wall and sword light, suddenly there was a loud bang.

    A gust of green wind and a group of golden fist shadows flashed out without any warning, and they collided fiercely, forming a hurricane that shot straight into the sky, and roared in all directions.

    Wherever the strong wind passes by, the void trembles, and the color of the sky and the earth changes.

    As for Han Li and the big man of the demon race, they felt a shock in their bodies, and they couldn't help stepping back a few steps in the void.

    Seeing this situation, instead of being surprised, the big man of the demon clan became more excited. With a loud shout, he suddenly threw the mace in his hand into the air.

    There was a "bang".

    The magic flames on the surface of the mace rose several times, and then condensed down, turning into eight emerald green fire dragons, rushing straight to the opposite side with their teeth and claws open.

    Each of the fire dragons is more than thirty feet long, with a single purple horn on its head and green flames from its mouth.

    Han Li's eyes flashed brightly, and his heart urged determination. Layers of cyan sword shadows gathered at a high place, and instantly turned into a giant sword that held up to the sky with a cold light, and slashed away head-on.

    There was a loud thunder, and countless golden arcs surged out from the huge sword body, and the momentum was unstoppable.

    Even though the eight fire dragons looked vicious, they were split into two after a flash of cold light, and the corpses were smashed by countless golden arcs, and they collapsed and turned into billowing demon flames.

    With a flick of the blue giant sword, it disappeared into the void.

    At the same time, the top of the big man's head fluctuated together, and the huge sword light fell from the sky with a roar, and slashed down at the big man.

    The cyan sword light is more than a hundred feet long, and the surface is surrounded by golden electric light. Before it really falls, a sharp sword energy is invisible and colorless.

    The face of the big demon man sank, and suddenly the blood on one arm was full of blood, and he suddenly smashed into the air in a blur.

    There was a loud "boom"!

    A mass of blood-colored scorching sun suddenly appeared out of nowhere in mid-air, its aura was extremely dazzling, the cyan sword light wailed, and then disappeared instantly in the blood ash, as if this blood light had some kind of incredible power.

    Han Li couldn't help squinting his eyes, and suddenly his two big hands grabbed at the void at the same time.

    The blue light in the two hands was shining brightly, and the shadows of the two green swords appeared one after another, and when they were combined again, they turned into a giant blue sword.

    With a flick of the wrist, the huge sword in his hand rang out.It's time to die, there is no need to hide any means and treasures now.  Now either he dies or I die!  "When the silver-haired old man arrived at this time, he calmed down a lot, and turned his head towards the old monk and said calmly.

    "Naturally, this old man has put all his efforts to avoid this old bone, and he will never let this devil leave this place easily." Zen Master Jin Yue gave a Buddha's name, his face showing firmness.

    "Haha, it's all right if you have the words of fellow golden daoist!" The silver-haired old man laughed loudly, and suddenly flipped one hand over, revealing a treasure in each of them.

    One is dimly red, but it is a lupine refined from seven-color feathers, and the other is shining silver, but it is five silver rings connected into one.  .

    "Seven-flame fan and concentric ring, I never thought that these two spiritual treasures would fall into your hands. Brother Gu usually keeps his mouth shut." Zen Master Jin Yue said overjoyed when he saw these two treasures.

    Then the old monk slapped the cassock on his body suddenly, and countless Sanskrit characters rushed out suddenly, and golden Buddha shadows flashed faintly in the Sanskrit flashing, there were as many as eighteen statues.  (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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