Chapter 1514 Hundreds of Clans in the Spirit World Tiangang Blood Thunder Golden Crow Spirit Fire

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

Although these scorpions have no wings, they can fly out of thin air one by one. Their movements are extremely agile. In addition, they spit acid from their mouths and their tail hooks are extremely poisonous. The four Feiling people felt a headache for a while, and they really couldn't get rid of the entanglement of these black scorpions right away.

More than half an hour later, when a flying spirit man was cruel and used a lot of mana to display a very powerful magical power, releasing balls of brilliant blue fireballs and turning all the three or four black scorpions surrounding them into ashes, the remaining The black scorpion finally retreated unwillingly.

The four Feiling people took a deep breath and felt a little at ease.

But before they could say anything, suddenly there was a flash of light in the sky in the distance, and a cloud of blood mist rolled in from the horizon.

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

The four Holy Sons of the Feiling Tribe were startled and immediately put themselves on alert.

There was a cold snort in the blood mist, and a pair of eyes full of madness appeared faintly. After the brutal gaze swept over the four Feiling people, a hoarse voice came out that made the majority of the popular Feiling people feel shocked.

"Although they are not those people! But since you have been touched by me, consider yourself unlucky."

As soon as he said these words, there was a thunderous sound in the blood mist, and the nearby sky suddenly turned blood red, and blood clouds appeared strangely, and then started to roll erratically.

"No, it's Tiangang Blood Thunder, run!" When one of the four Feiling people saw this, his face turned extremely pale. With a loud shout, he turned into a yellow light and headed towards Fleeing hastily in a certain direction.

When the other three saints heard the words "Tiangang Blood Thunder", they were also frightened to death. Together with the inspiration, they also drove Dunguang to turn around and run away.

But at this moment, there was a thunderclap in the air, and four blood-red lightning flashes appeared in the clouds, and then disappeared out of thin air with a twist. The next moment, four streaks of blood appeared in the sky above the four escaping escape lights, and fell down without hesitation.

Four screams were heard, and four rays of light dissipated the moment they reached the blood shop.

The bodies of these four flying spirit clan saints flashed wildly in the lightning a few times before turning into ashes. Neither the protective aura nor the protective treasure had any effect.

There was a burst of crazy laughter in the blood mist, and then the blood light exploded, and the blood mist shot away into the distant sky like a meteor, and disappeared within a moment.

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

"If these fellow Taoists don't go looking for the Dark Flame Fruit, why are they stopping us?"

"We, the Tianpeng clan, don't seem to have any grudges against the nobles." Bai Bi also said in a deep voice from the side, looking quite calm.

"Hehe, the Tianpeng Clan does not have any entanglements with our Black Spirit Clan. However, several strong branches such as the Chirong Clan secretly issued bounties to the Holy Sons of our other branches before they set off. As long as they can keep a few of them here forever. In the abyss of the earth, we can all get a lot of benefits. If you don't meet us, forget it. We won't go out to find you. But now that we have encountered such a convenient thing, we black spirits The tribe will not refuse." A tall flying spirit man with dark wings and dark skin said to Han Li with his arms folded, looking proud.

The other Black Spirits surrounding Han Li and the four others also looked at them with expressionless expressions.

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

"Reward?" Han Li frowned, somewhat unexpectedly.

"I've said everything I can. You won't be a fool when you go underground. Now you can go on the road with peace of mind." The leader of the Black Spirit did not want to say anything more. A sinister look appeared on his face and he waved one hand.

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

At first, it was only about an inch in size, but after rubbing it with both hands, it instantly became a foot in size. The surface was covered with dark light and the runes were tumbling. At first glance, it was no ordinary thing.

The six black spirit men held six feathers and displayed them at Han Li and others at the same time. Pieces of black flames erupted from the feathers in strange ways, and then quickly spread out in a roll.

With a "boom", the black flames formed a huge fire shield, trapping all four people in it.

These Black Spirit people were merciless when they took action, and actually planned to kill the Tianpeng clan and others in one fell swoop. As for Qin Xiao from the Yelu tribe, although he is not from the Tianpeng tribe, he obviously has no intention of letting him go.

When Lei Lan saw the fire, his expression changed drastically. The silver arcs on his body immediately formed a layer of protection to protect him. Then the golden gourd at his neck trembled and released slender purple electric wires. The arc instantly turned purple. , the momentum is astonishing and unusual.

After doing all this, the woman hurriedly sent a message to Han Li:

"Brother Han, this is the Golden Crow Spirit Fire of the Black Spirit Clan. It can absorb our magic power. It is extremely terrifying. You must not let them contaminate you."

Bai Bi and Qin Xiao also looked horrified, and they also hurriedly cast spells.

One released thousands of golden rays, and the other offered a dark green jade tablet, which released wisps of green light, desperately resisting the incoming black flames.

"Golden Crow Spiritual Fire! There's something interesting!" Han Li smiled, but he didn't see any action. Five-color flames emerged from his body. Even though those black flames were extremely powerful, when they came into contact with the flames, they made a rumble of thunder. When the two came into contact, the reaction was intense and abnormal, as if cold water had been dropped into boiling oil.

Seeing this scene, the Black Spirit people were startled.

But the leader of the Black Spirit narrowed his pupils and shouted loudly without hesitation:

"Increase the power of the spiritual fire! There are so many of us. Even if this kid has some magical powers that can temporarily resist the spiritual fire, he won't be able to hold on for long!"

This man seemed to have great prestige among the Black Spirit people. The others agreed, waving the feathers in their hands even faster, and a big black bird appeared behind each person one after another. Most of them were blurry and abnormal, and occasionally there were one or two. The clearer one also flickers in and out, obviously unable to stabilize its appearance.

But as soon as these true spirit forms appeared, the power of those black feathers suddenly increased greatly, and the flames they spurted became almost as black as ink. Even where the black flames rolled through, even the nearby space began to hum in a hazy voice, and was slightly distorted.

This is clearly a sign that the power of flames has reached a certain extreme.

With such power, the original protection of Lei Lan, Qin Xiao and others immediately showed signs of failure. The three of them were horrified and hurriedly sacrificed other treasures, but they could not sustain it for long.

However, the five-color flames on Han Li's body seemed to be endless. While the power of the black flames greatly increased, the five-color flames also exploded several feet at a time, still holding the black flames at a distance.

This time, the leader of the Black Spirit looked not very good. But before he could speak again, Han Li glanced at Lei Lan and others who were desperately resisting the black flames. He suddenly opened his mouth and a ball of silver flames shot out. After a puff, it turned into a silver firebird.

As soon as the firebird appeared, it stared at the black flames outside the flames, and let out a cheerful cry. Then it spread its wings, and its size suddenly increased several times, turning into a giant silver bird about ten feet in size.

Then, without waiting for Han Li's prompting, the silver firebird plunged into the black flames outside. The black and silver bright silver flames intertwined slightly, and it was silent. But then the firebird's body seemed to become a magnet, and the black flames nearby All the flames rolled into it.

The Soul-Devouring Heavenly Fire was originally a mutated fusion of many powerful real fires, and it also had a hint of instinctive spirituality, and was best at devouring various spiritual flames.

Although this so-called Golden Crow Spirit Fire is not really the Golden Crow Divine Flame that can melt space and burn the earth driven by the Golden Crow True Spirit, it still contains a trace of the power of the Golden Crow Divine Flame with the help of the Golden Crow Feathers. It is the thing that the Soul Devouring Heavenly Fire likes to devour the most.

Therefore, as soon as Han Lifang released the soul-eating firebird and rushed into the black flames, he immediately swallowed it up in a big mouth without ceremony. In just a few breaths, the burning black flames all around were circled down by the firebird, and no trace was left.

A group of Wuling people suddenly became dumbfounded!

Lei Lan, Bai Bi and others were naturally overjoyed!

"Who are you? The Tianpeng tribe has absolutely no such magical power." The leader of the Black Spirits was shocked and asked angrily.

"I don't seem to have the need to answer you." Han Li said in a low voice, spread his wings behind his back, and suddenly disappeared into a blue-white arc of electricity.

The leader of the Black Spirits was obviously very experienced in fighting. When he saw this scene, without thinking, he trembled with one sleeve and made a hand seal with the other hand.

Suddenly, a piece of black silk mesh flew out from the cuff, but the target was not Han Li, but the man himself flipped over, instantly forming a layer of black sand to cover him tightly,

He raised his other hand and sprayed out three black thunderballs as thick as a cup, which circled around his body.

After a thunderclap, Han Li appeared almost right next to the black sand.

"Boom!" There were three loud noises, and the three thunderballs flashed away before hitting Han Li accurately. However, a black armor appeared on Han Li's body for an unknown time.

Even though these three thunder balls were quite powerful, they were only able to disperse a small part of the evil armor and failed to harm Han Li himself at all.

On the contrary, Han Li's expressionless face flashed with golden light, and a layer of golden scales appeared on his body. With one arm slightly blurred, he reached out with lightning speed, and grabbed the vital part of the Black Spirit man's back with his five hook-like fingers. .

With a "Crack" sound, the seemingly extraordinary layer of black gauze was torn open like paper under the flash of golden light from the five fingers.

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