Chapter 1071

"Zi la la …"

A golden electric light gushed out from the 36 Green Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords. It was mixed with the Sword Qi in the sky and engulfed the Crow Nest Ghost King.

"Ah …"

A violent roar came from the Ghost King's mouth. Numerous wounds appeared on its body. Bloody light flashed on its body, and black smoke rose.

He turned his head to look at Han Li. He saw that the latter was rushing toward him with big strides. He immediately opened his mouth and spat.

"Whoosh!" A strong black flame gushed out from its mouth. It instantly turned into a black wall of fire that pushed forward layer by layer. It covered the sky and the earth as it came crashing down.

Han Li's eyes flashed. He was unmoved and did not make any other moves.

"Hu la!"

A streak of silver light had already flashed by his side, transforming into a massive silver Fire Raven with rainbow flames burning on its head. It had a pair of massive fiery wings that were tens of thousands of feet in size when spread open, and it was like a giant silver blade that sliced the black wall of fire in half with a single flap.

The silver firebird flew through the wall. The flames gushing out from its wings pushed the wall of fire away. It forcibly opened up a spacious path in the middle of the wall of fire.

Han Li's figure flashed. His body flashed with silver electric light. The power of the Thunder Roc was activated. His huge body appeared beside the Crow Nest Ghost King in a flash. He punched out.

"Boom!" A loud sound rang out.

The Crow Nest Ghost King suffered a heavy blow. Its huge body tilted to the left. The white bone trident in its hand could not help but tilt.

"Sizzle!"

The bloody light in the Weeping Soul's vertical eye was no longer obstructed. It shot into the Ghost King's shoulder.

The Crow Nest Ghost King let out a shrill roar. The armor on its shoulder that was shot by the bloody light melted directly. A huge bloody hole was burned through it. Black liquid gushed out.

"You are courting death. I will grind your bones and scatter your ashes!"

He let out a shrill howl as his body glowed with black light. Layers of black light surged out from his body, and countless evil ghosts and shadows flew out from within, biting at Han Li and the Weeping Soul Beast.

When Han Li swung his fists at them, they dissipated like smoke, unable to hit him at all. Han Li had no choice but to call back his Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords and have them circle around his body, releasing the Divine Thunder of Warding Evil to disperse them.

However, for some reason, these ghostly figures were not afraid of the Divine Devilbane Lightning. After being struck by it, they would dissipate for a short period of time. Then, they would quickly reform and come back.

Furthermore, whenever it got close to him, Han Li felt an eerie energy that seemed to come from the netherworld penetrating his body and directly seeping into his bones.

As the number of times increased, the Yin energy accumulated in his body became thicker and thicker, and a strange bone-piercing chill seeped out from the depths of his body.

If he was already in such a state, the Weeping Soul Beast on the other side was in a worse state. Her movements had become noticeably slower, and she could not keep up with the Crow Nest Ghostly King's movements.

If this continued, the two of them would lose without a doubt.

At this moment, Han Li suddenly relaxed his brows, as if he had thought of something.

"Weeping Soul, come back!"

With a thought, the Essence Flame Firebird that was constantly devouring the black wall of fire immediately flew back into his body.

Han Li only felt his whole body heat up. The icy feeling from before was still there, but it was relieved a lot.

At the same time, his body shrank and returned to its original state. With a flash of silver lightning on his body, he suddenly shuttled to the front of the Crow Nest Ghostly King.

When the Crow Nest Ghostly King saw him suddenly appear in front of him, he immediately waved the white bone trident in his hand and swept it across.

Seeing this, Han Li reached for his waist, and the emerald green gourd that he had hung just now immediately fell into his hand. The mouth of the gourd was tipped towards the Crow Nest Ghostly King.

The corner of his mouth curled into a smile, and he raised his palm and patted the bottom of the gourd.

"Rumble" A roar sounded from it, and the green vortex at the mouth of the gourd spun violently.

A Golden Flame Dragon rushed out from it and rushed straight towards the Ghost King.

This dragon was the one that Qi Mozi had previously attacked Han Li. However, after being tossed around in the Mysterious Heavenly Gourd for a long time, its size and speed had decreased a lot. But wherever it passed, layers of fluctuations of the power of the Law of Time still spread in the void, causing all the movements in the surroundings to become extremely slow.

The Crow Nest Ghostly King and the Weeping Soul Beast had been fighting fiercely for a long time, and with Han Li's interference, it had already consumed a lot of its energy. Seeing the strange Flame Dragon flying towards it, it hurriedly raised the white bone trident in its hand and threw it over.

The Flame Dragon's speed was so fast that the white bone trident did not fly far before it collided with the Flame Dragon.

A strange "boom" sound was heard.

The Golden Flame Dragon suddenly exploded, and the golden spiritual flames released from it flashed in an instant, enveloping the Crow Nest Ghostly King.

"Time Law …" The Crow Nest Ghostly King, who was in the center of the explosion, only felt a strange power encasing his body, and his mind instantly fell into a blank. Not only was his whole body fixed in place, but even his thoughts had also stopped.

After a moment, the power of the Golden Flame Dragon's explosion began to shrink, and so did the light of all the spiritual flames, and the area affected by it gradually shrank.

When the power of the Law of Time in the spiritual flames had shrunk by half, the Crow Nest Ghostly King's mind immediately regained consciousness. While his thoughts were still lingering on "the power of the Law of Time …", Han Li's figure suddenly flashed from afar.

The Heavenly Fiend Prison Suppression Technique in his body was fully activated, and the thirty-six Green Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords in his hand combined into one. The sword light and lightning burst out at the same time, and the sword swept towards the Crow Nest Ghostly King's neck.

There was a thunderous sound of the Divine Thunder of Evil, followed by a crisp "crack".

The Crow Nest Ghostly King's head had already been tossed high into the air, and with his eyes wide open, it rolled on the ground.

Not a single drop of blood flowed out of his severed neck, but countless ghostly souls kept gushing out like a flock of crows leaving their nest, making bursts of "hualala" sounds.

As soon as the 10,000 ghosts appeared, although their aura was not as strong as before, the surrounding chilly wind became stronger, and the murderous aura was dozens of times stronger than before.

Just as Han Li was about to release the Essence Flame Firebird to burn the Crow Nest Ghostly King, he saw that the Weeping Soul Beast had already rushed over.

Its nose twitched, and suddenly, it snorted, and a yellow glow spurted out of its nostrils, enveloping the 10,000 ghosts that were gushing out of the Crow Nest Ghostly King's neck.

Immediately afterward, it sucked hard, and the 10,000 ghosts and souls in the yellow glow shattered one after another, turning into an incomparably dense black light, which it inhaled through its nose.

As the black light surged into the Weeping Soul Beast's body like a river, the night space that enveloped the surroundings finally could not hold on any longer, and began to collapse bit by bit.

Seeing this, Han Li was slightly relieved, and while holding the long sword in his hand to protect the Weeping Soul Beast, he looked around.

There was still a fierce battle on the battlefield far away, and the ancient temple buildings were almost completely destroyed, leaving only a round arched door that stubbornly stood in place.

At this moment, there were only three of the original ten red-robed ghost generals left, namely the scholar with the shrill voice, and the ghost general with the ox-head and horse-face.

On the side of the Heavenly Water Sect, only Su Miaqian and Jin Liu were left.

There were only seven or eight cultivators' corpses on the ground, and the rest were either devoured by the ghost generals, or kept back into the Exquisite Pagoda by Jin Liu. In short, there was no trace of them.

As for Valley Master Fu and the four rogue cultivators, they had all turned into skeletons at this moment, but they still maintained the posture of defending against the enemy with their backs facing each other. There were still many evil spirits gathered around them, and without a target to attack, they seemed a little muddle-headed, giving off a strange feeling.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Han Li waved a hand and a gust of fierce wind swept forth, dispersing all of the nearby evil ghosts. He then swept up the rubble and sand on the ground, burying the remains of the evil ghosts.

At this moment, the two people who were still fighting with the three ghosts finally noticed the abnormality here.

"Ghost King …"

The scholar ghost general let out a shrill scream, and as if he had suddenly lost his mind, he charged straight at the Weeping Soul Beast.

Han Li's figure had already flashed, and he slashed down with the Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword in his hand.

A dazzling ray of sword light, entangled by golden lightning, tore a huge hole in the dark sky, and landed directly on the scholar.

The latter did not dodge at all, and was directly torn into two halves.

"Ghost King … Ghost King … Ghost …" He murmured, and his figure also began to dissipate like smoke.

Seeing this, the Twisting Head Ghost King and the Horse-Face Ghost King knew that the situation was hopeless, and immediately fled separately. Jin Liu and Su Miaqian both chased after them, and their figures disappeared into the horizon.

Han Li only glanced at them, and did not care anymore.

He looked around, and seeing that the situation had finally calmed down, he sat down cross-legged in the air, closed his eyes, and began to adjust his breathing.

The damage to his Divine Soul, and the consumption of the power of the Law of Time, made him very tired at this moment.

After about ten minutes, he slowly opened his eyes, but the expression on his face was a little complicated.

For the time being, he still could not understand the abnormality of the Spirit Domain and the manifestation of the Law. But from Qi Mozi's reaction, it should not be a coincidence, and should be a supernatural power that would appear when one cultivated the Great Five Elements Illusory World Art to a certain level.

Unfortunately, he was self-taught in this cultivation method, and could only rely on himself to explore some things bit by bit.

Now that he could not use the manifestation of the Law of Time such as the Wheel of Truth and the Wheel of Truth, he had less means to protect himself. Thinking of this, Han Li felt a headache.

"This is a mixed blessing, I can only take it one step at a time …" He sighed, and stood up.

At this time, the Weeping Soul finally finished devouring the entire Crow Nest Ghost King, and returned to her human form, and landed in his direction.

"Burp …" As soon as she landed, she let out a burp from her throat.

"I'm a little full …" The Weeping Soul said a little embarrassedly.

"Previously, I kept feeling a little empty in my stomach, but now that I'm full, I'm fine. Let's go back to the grotto-heaven and have a good rest …" Han Li said with a smile.

"Yes, I need to cultivate in seclusion for a while. After I refine this power, I can help Master more," said the Weeping Soul.

Han Li nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a silver door of light opened, and the Weeping Soul's figure flashed, and she entered.