Chapter 1282 ?
Chapter 1282 Stone Carvings on the Bridge
With a flick of Han Li's sleeve, another thirty-six Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords flew out, hovered in front of the three of them, and spread out side by side.
Following Han Li's final touch, these flying swords spun around at the same time, and a large piece of golden lightning burst down, turning into a huge lightning sword curtain nearly a thousand feet away, blocking the three of them behind.
At the same time, a golden light flashed on Jintong's body, and he instantly transformed into a gold-devouring fairy. Crying Soul raised his hands, and the palms of his palms were full of black lights, and at the same time sacrificed the ghost claws of the ghost and the ghost flute of the scattered soul.
As soon as the three of them finished all this, a dense crowd of ghosts rushed over like a tide.
These ghosts have different shapes and strange shapes, and some of them can't see the shape at all. , and even Taiyi-level ghosts.
Due to the astonishingly large number, the aura of gathering together is extremely frightening.
The ghosts all over the sky slammed into the thunder and lightning sword screen fiercely, and even launched various attacks, bombarding the sword screen.
Immediately, thunder light flashed wildly on the thunder and lightning sword screen, and the entire sword screen trembled.
Han Li's complexion remained unchanged, and he quickly made a tactic with both hands. Golden light spots appeared on the sword screen, and then countless thunder and lightning sword qi shot out from them, cutting into the ghosts.
All of a sudden, there was a loud buzzing sound, and ghostly cries and howls one after another!
Dutian Shenlei was extremely destructive, and had the effect of restraining ghosts. The large low-level ghosts that rushed to the front were crushed by the sword energy and disappeared in bursts of blue smoke.
The follow-up ghosts, led by some high-level ghosts, continued to surge without any pause.
Those ghosts seemed to be very afraid of Heihe, and they didn't dare to get close. They only attacked from the front, as well as the left and right sides, so that Han Li and the three didn't have to face the enemy.
It's just that where the eyes can see from the rear, it is even more black and black, which seems to be endless.
But the situation here is not clear, and if it retreats rashly, it will touch other restrictions, or even provoke other existences, and it is still unknown.
Han Li frowned slightly, and continued to activate the sword screen defense without saying a word.
Although the thunder and lightning sword screen formed by the green bamboo bee cloud sword is unmatched, there are too many ghosts, coming in waves one after another, and the sword screen soon becomes exhausted.
Crying Soul and Jintong were in a hurry, and tried to help several times, but were stopped by Han Li's voice transmission, telling them to save their strength.
At this moment, a shriek sounded, and the surrounding ghost howls could not suppress it.
The attack of the crazy ghosts slowed down, and then quickly condensed into each other, forming four or five huge sword-shaped battle formations.
Whoooo!
These battle formations rotated rapidly, like drills one by one, and then rushed towards the golden sword screen.
Immediately, the golden light and the black light erupted into dazzling brilliance, blooming like fireworks.
The golden sword curtain shattered with a "click", and thirty-six green bamboo bee cloud swords emerged, turned and shot back, the thunder light on it was slightly dim, as if the spirituality had been severely damaged.
Han Li's expression darkened, and he waved his hand, put away the thirty-six green bamboo bee cloud swords, warmed them in his body, and then grabbed them out of the void with five fingers.
The other thirty-six Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Swords guarding his side burst out immediately, turning into thirty-six dazzling golden lights, and slashed at the flying ghost head-on.
Chi la chi la crackling whistle sounded, and nearly a hundred ghosts were killed, turning into green smoke and disappearing, but more ghosts flew up.
Seeing this scene, Jintong and Tiaohun couldn't wait any longer, so they took action immediately.
The screaming soul sacrificed the ghost claw, and there was a "poof" on it, and a raging black flame was ignited. From the flame, there was a faint grinning sound of a ghost, and it grabbed the ghost on the left.
The flying ghost was caught by the ghost claws, and immediately burst open, turning into ashes in the flames.
She also blew the ghost flute, and a stream of black sound waves shot out from the ghost flute, turning into countless sound knives and sound swords, cutting among the surrounding ghosts, and killing many ghosts immediately.
While Crying Soul used ghost claws and ghost flute to kill, it also sprayed out black rays of light from its mouth, constantly engulfing the surrounding ghosts and devouring them.
Compared with Han Li and Crying Soul, Jin Tong's attack effect is not so obvious.
With a wave of its two front paws, dozens of Dawson's cold crystal lights burst out, slashing towards the ghost on the right, and immediately cut a large piece of ghost into pieces.
But except for a few ghosts with solid bodies who were beheaded, ghosts and ghosts like ghosts seemed to be fine. Although their bodies were chopped into pieces, they immediately condensed into shapes and continued to pounce on them.
Seeing this scene, Jintong's eyes sank, and half of his huge body suddenly disintegrated, turning into a golden cloud.
The other half of the body flashed golden light and turned into a smaller Gold Devouring Immortal.
In the golden cloud are countless gold-eating insects the size of rice grains, overwhelmingly rushing towards those ghosts, nailing them tightly, no matter how they cast spells, they can't get rid of them.
Countless gold-eating worms devoured quickly, and those ghosts were devoured in a blink of an eye, but the speed was a little slower, and the follow-up ghosts came surging forward, constantly pressing those gold-eating worms forward.
Seeing this scene, Han Li flicked his fingers.
Immediately, hundreds of thunder and lightning sword qi flew out, slashing at the ghosts on the right, wiping out nearly half of those ghosts and ghosts, and Jintong heaved a sigh of relief.
Although the three of them withstood the impact of the ghosts all over the sky, the pressure was not small, and ghosts gathered from all directions continuously, seemingly endlessly.
"Damn it, why are there so many ghosts, master, what should we do now?" Crying Soul asked.
"Instead of staying here as a target, it's better to take the risk and retreat along the Heihe River." Han Li said after a moment of thought.
So the three of them fought and retreated, and quickly advanced upstream along the Heihe River.
"Look, there's a bridge ahead!" Moments later, Crying Soul suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
Han Li turned his head and looked, and there was indeed an ancient arch bridge in front of him, stretching across the Heihe River.
The arch bridge is dark red in color, extending towards the opposite side of the Heihe River, submerged in the darkness ahead, it is hard to see how long it is.
The bridge is full of pits and hollows, and I don't know how many places have been damaged. It is full of vicissitudes of time, but overall it seems to be intact.
"Roar!"
At this moment, those ghosts suddenly went crazy and rushed towards them crazily. The attack was twice as fierce, and the pressure on the three of them increased greatly.
With a wave of Han Li's hand, a golden light shot out from his hand, landed on the stone bridge, and turned into a golden Taoist soldier.
The Taoist soldiers galloped forward along the stone bridge.
The black clouds in the sky did not drop black lightning, and the terrifying snakes and insects in the river did not jump out to attack.
"Retreat to the bridge." Han Li shouted immediately as his eyes lit up when he saw this scene.
While speaking, an incomparably dazzling golden thunder light bloomed from his arm, and then he waved his sleeve.
Rumble!
Hundreds of thick thunder lights swept towards the surroundings, immediately clearing away all the ghosts within tens of feet around.
The three of them took the opportunity to rush up the stone bridge, Tihun's complexion changed slightly, his feet suddenly became limp, and he almost fell down.
"Are you all right?" Han Li grabbed him and ran forward with him.
Those ghosts gathered at one end of the stone bridge, roaring angrily at Han Li and the others, but they dared not step on the stone bridge.
"There seems to be a power to suppress ghosts on this bridge, and it has some influence on me, but it's not that big." Crying Soul took a deep breath, broke free from Han Li's support, and stood firm by himself.
Han Li nodded, told her to be careful, and continued to walk forward quickly.
The stone bridge is arch-shaped, the further they go, the closer they are to the black cloud in the sky, the three of them are a little uneasy, but the black cloud doesn't respond, it seems that the stone bridge has covered the breath of the three of them.
"Hey!" Crying Hun let out a light snort again.
"What's wrong?" Han Li and Jin Tong were on guard immediately.
"There is something on the stone bridge in front, it seems to be a statue." Crying Soul showed a strange expression.
"Statue?" Han Li was slightly taken aback.
The three continued to move forward, and soon came to the statue that Crying Soul said.
This statue is in the shape of a human being, three or four feet high, and the whole body is gray and white. It seems to be some kind of special stone, and it does not emit the slightest breath.
The stone bridge was not very wide, and the statue stood in the middle, blocking most of it.
"How could such a thing appear in this kind of place?" Tiao Hun looked at the statue in front of him and said.
Han Li also frowned slightly, and turned his Nine Nether Demon Eyes to look carefully at the gray statue.
"Ahem... there are still monks from the real fairy world who dare to come to this nether world. It's rare, rare." At this moment, a dull voice sounded, which came from the statue, and it was also the language of the real fairy world. .
The three of them were startled and hurriedly took a few steps back.
"Who are you?" Han Li raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Reporting my name, you probably haven't heard of it, but like the three of you, I'm from the Realm of Immortals. It's great to meet people from my hometown here." The statue said with a kind of I can't hide my joy.
"Are you really a person from the real fairy world?" Han Li was secretly shocked when he heard this, but his face remained calm.
"I am Wutu Xianyu, a member of the Earth Emperor Sect. I came to this Netherworld by chance. Speaking of which, who are you three? What are you doing in this Netherworld?" asked the statue.
The golden boy on the side suddenly lifted his head slightly, and a frightening light flashed in his eyes, but he immediately hid it again.
Although the change in Jintong's expression lasted only a moment, Han Li noticed it.
"The three of us are all casual cultivators and don't have a fixed residence. As for why we came here, it's similar to you. We were swallowed by a space crack and came to this Netherworld by accident." Han Li said unhurriedly.
"It turned out to be like this. Then your luck is really bad. You actually landed on the Wilderness Wasteland. Fortunately, you were able to rush out." The statue said tut-tsk.
"It seems that you know a lot about this Netherworld?" Han Li said.
"I don't really understand it. I've been in the Netherworld for a while longer." The statue said with a chuckle.
"Why are you on this bridge? And turned into a stone statue?" Han Li was silent for a moment before continuing to ask.
"You think I am willing? I have been hit by the enemy's secret technique and am sealed here." The statue said with a sigh.
Han Li was not surprised. He had just used the Nine Nether Demon Eyes to see that there was spiritual power flowing inside the stone carving. It was indeed some kind of seal, which was very clever.
It's just that what's inside the seal cannot be seen with his eyesight.