mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 569

In the small interface, everyone in the entire small interface stopped their work along with the rapid and thin alarm sound.

They raised their heads and looked at the direction from which the alarm came. Some of them showed confusion in their eyes, some seemed a little at a loss, and some of them suddenly exuded a creepy murderous look, and raised their heads excitedly. .

Battleships assembled one by one, puppet soldiers came in line one by one, all factories were activated urgently, and every production line was opened.Even the underground of the city, the vital place where the copies of the soul engravings are stored, has started emergency production to carve out spare soul engravings.

Massive resources are gathered towards the center of the city, and are quickly processed into finished products by machines directly connected with the soul engraving, and are continuously transported to the production line.

Tens of thousands of troops quickly assembled, and the soaring murderous aura instantly permeated the air.

And inside a certain hill, Lu Yunze opened his eyes.

……

Han Li felt that he must have owed Lu Yunze a lot of money in his previous life.Otherwise, why do you have to be involved every time you encounter such a thing?

The flame in Master Tianhuo's hand was like a bright red liquid, rushing towards him with the momentum of burning mountains and boiling seas.Wang Tiansheng's whole body was surrounded by black energy, and a short black knife was like a poisonous snake, coming and going without a shadow, cunning and vicious.

The turbulent attack was easily caught by metal fragments shining with electric light all over Han Li's body. With the sound of thunder, Han Li carried his wings on his back, and his whole body turned into pale golden afterimages. Looking around, it almost filled the sky They were all Han Li's figures.

No matter how earth-shattering the attack of these two people was, they couldn't hurt Han Li at all.

And Han Li also discovered a very embarrassing thing.

Until recently, he was barely able to stabilize the Nascent Soul himself, and lacked a final attack method.He can only rely on the green bamboo bee cloud sword and the evil god thunder to fight with the two.

If it was one-on-one, Han Li was absolutely confident that he could defeat or even kill either of them. However, when the two teamed up, Han Li's shortcomings were instantly exposed.

"Going back this time, if you say anything, you have to refine the dry blue ice flame first, and that bastard Lu Yunze, this matter can't be finished without a few magic weapons!"

Han Li was furious in his heart, and with his backhand, a thunderbolt from the god of evil spirits scattered Wang Tiansheng's black energy. With a movement of his body, he dodged the fire liquid of the red-haired old man.

As everyone knows, at this moment, Wang Tiansheng and the red-haired old man were even more angry and shocked.

Both of them are the leaders of the Dao Sect of Demonic Dao. Not only are they superior in power, they are at least outstanding among monks of the same rank.

But now, the two of them besieged a Nascent Soul cultivator at the same time, and they failed to take down the other party in a short period of time, not to mention that they were even faintly overwhelmed by him.

Are all the young monks these days so outrageous?Or are they really old?

Wang Tiansheng's face became more and more gloomy, and finally after his own magic power was easily invisible again, Wang Tiansheng suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared.

In an instant, the world changes color!

A huge storm appeared around him out of thin air, kicking up countless sand, dust and gravel, dyeing the whole world into a dim yellow color.

The extremely violent hurricane swept across the surroundings, opened the earth, destroyed the city walls, and instantly tore the houses into pieces, and rolled them high into the sky.

"Formation!"

Han Li's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to dodge away with the spread of the golden wings on his back. However, at this moment, waves of desperate cries came to his ears.

The shivering mortals have no ability to resist this natural disaster-like power.

They held hands, trying to protect themselves with the power of the group, but the huge storm only showed some remaining power, and pulled each mortal off the ground.

Among the crowd, there were still people who persisted and refused to let go, but the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that they themselves would also be involved in the storm in the sky.

Once involved, these mortals would have no chance of surviving anyway.

They wailed in despair, begging indiscriminately for mercy from the legendary gods and the gods in the sky.

The immortals did not answer them, but a mortal fell from the sky.

"I really fucking owe you..." Han Li gritted his teeth viciously, cursing a certain neuropathy in his heart, and jumped in front of the storm.

Compared with the storm that covered the sky and the sun, that tiny figure was like an ant.However, the ants raised their proud heads in front of the storm.

Blue lightning roared out, and hundreds of metal fragments were connected together by the huge blue lightning.

A huge shield made of thunder blocked the sky-shaking storm.

These thunderbolts were like natural lightning formations, no matter how the strong wind roared, they couldn't move forward half a point.

At this moment, Han Li seemed to feel the emotion of this magic weapon, which was infused into it by its creator when it was first cast.

Lu Yunze tried to use this method to create a magic weapon that truly possessed life.He failed, but not completely.

Han Li's shield is one of the few semi-finished products. It does not have a real life, but it has its own spirituality and emotions.

Han Li understood in an instant that before today, this guy had been fooling himself all the time, and he had been working without any effort, as long as he was alive.

But now, he could clearly feel that the shield was cheering, roaring, roaring to the disaster-like storm!

The mana in Han Li's body surged into the shield almost uncontrollably, and suddenly, thunder appeared!The blue thunder light shines on the sky and the earth, engraving a dazzling lightning that can burn through human eyes in this hazy storm.

Pieces of metal fragments began to move in the thunder, and the speed became faster and faster, so fast that there were only streaks of blue streamers left in front of Han Li's eyes.

The extremely thick blue thunders entangled, fused, and rotated with each other, and finally turned into liquid lightnings with a mercury-like texture!

These thunderbolts, which contained shocking power, were like real liquids, spinning rapidly around Han Li, turning into a storm composed purely of lightning!
Howling wind!Thunder howls!

The wind and thunder fight head-on, and the blue and yellow divide the two ends of the world, just like the natural disasters in myths and legends reappearing in the world.

Han Li's internal mana was almost exhausted, and the belt around his waist, which was at the level of a pill, could no longer keep up with the consumption of mana at the level of a nascent soul, and now it has completely dimmed.

If this continues, no matter how strong Han Li's mana is, he will be dragged down by the opponent's formation until he dies.

Suddenly, Han Li felt that the shield seemed to have some new changes.

Without any time to hesitate, Han Li frowned, and his incomparably powerful consciousness pierced into the formation like a sharp thorn.

More than a dozen auras connected to the formation were instantly locked by Han Li's spiritual consciousness, and in the next second, more than ten blue beams of light suddenly flew out of the blue thunder storm.

These beams of light were astonishingly fast, wrapped in almost indestructible power, and instantly pierced through the storm's protection.

Before the alchemy cultivators who manipulated the formation came back to their senses, the beams of light hit them instantly like spears dropped by the gods.

The powerful force directly penetrated the dispensable protective divine light on their bodies, and instantly exploded their bodies, turning them into puddles of blurred flesh and blood.

The light dissipated, and a dozen or so irregular pieces of metal flew back in an instant.

The storm that covered the sky and the sun disappeared in an instant.

Han Li let out a breath slowly, and looked up while supporting his almost exhausted body.

The scene in front of him almost made his breathing stagnate.

Black ships, black-robed monks stepping on flying swords, hideous and terrifying giant beasts, and those Nascent Soul monsters with deep aura floating above everyone...

An army of demons suddenly appeared in front of Han Li's eyes. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to more than a hundred years ago, to the battlefield where he was fighting with demons.

Facing this army, at this time, he was as powerless as he was a hundred years ago.

Suddenly, Han Li seemed to sense something.

He raised his head, and above the sky, a gigantic teleportation array quietly emerged...

(End of this chapter)