A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li's face began to turn blue. He looked at Dr. Mo with his eyes open and raised his weird blade high.

Under the sunshine, the blade shines brilliantly, making it even more chilliant.

He had to have a few points of panic in his heart, but reason told him that the other party had spent such a great deal of effort to capture him alive and would never have taken his life without saying anything, and the other party was merely intimidating him.

Therefore, seeing the blade slowly fall from the sky and plug it into his body, he remained silent, barely holding the color of calm.

Until the edge of the blade, only half an inch from his head, the end of his hair had felt the chills, he closed his eyes slowly, his mind flashed a hint of regret.

“Do they really have to poison each other? If that were the case, it would be better to ask forgiveness, and perhaps there would be a line of life left open. I was young and I really didn't want to die like this. The parents in the family knew about their death and wondered if they would be sad. Would they regret sending him to Qixuan Gate..."

Faced with this juncture of life and death, Han Lixing missed life, and various thoughts came to mind. At this moment, he seemed to have experienced a joyful separation of life and felt a great deal about life and death.

“Pfft” razor-sharpened human voice, passed over.

Han stood up slightly trembling, but was surprised that he did not feel any pain.

“What's going on?” He opened his eyes in dismay.

Han Li was shocked as soon as he opened his eyes.

He unexpectedly saw that the blade was stuck over Dr. Murray's own shoulder and deep inside, leaving the handle bare outside, shaking slightly. Perhaps because it's too sharp, there's not a drop of blood spilling out, and it looks weird.

Han Li was staring at him, but Dr. Mu praised him with a normal talk.

“Tsk! Boy, you're a little dared to put your blade around your neck and beg for forgiveness! ”

“When the old man walked in the river and lake, he met many heroes who claimed not to be afraid of death in front of others, but once he fell into my hands, he made a slight threat, not all of them turned into dog bears, kneeling down to beg forgiveness, a greedy appearance of life and fear of death. ”

Han Li stood still and opened his mouth and did not know how to deal with it.

He was actually almost ugly just now, but the front had always been hard to come by, and at the end of the day, there was a bit of luck in his heart, and he thought that it was impossible for the other party to really do him, so this was just mixed up. Besides, his face is so thin, sorry to change his face, slave face begged for forgiveness,

Now, in the face of Dr. Murray's compliment, Han Li naturally won't deliberately explain it, but does his heart lift a hundred flavors, whether to be happy or depressed?

At the time of Han Li's thoughts, Dr. Mu had quickly inserted the rest of the weird blades all over his body, leaving only the handle with the ghost head naked outside.

When Han Li regained consciousness, he discovered with horror that there were seven sharp blades, inserted on Dr. Mu's shoulders, legs, abdomen, chest and several other parts, looking far away, as if he had been torn apart by the blade.

Han Li looked at it and was both amused and surprised. Knowing that the other party was so self-inflicted, I'm afraid he was practicing an extremely powerful technique, I wonder if it was used against him?

After inserting the blade, Dr. Murrow stopped talking. Instead, he bowed down and did the dish opposite Han Li. Then he closed his eyes and went into the state. He did not distract himself from what was outside.

Han Li moved in his heart and thought it was a rare escape opportunity. He wanted to move his hands and feet and then moved. He suddenly felt a heavy shoulder and immediately couldn't move again.

Han Li smiled bitterly, how could he forget this giant man, how could he possibly have had the opportunity to stare at him!

It looks like Dr. Murray thought about it long before he was set, and wasn't afraid of what he was up to. This giant named “Tinu”, who doesn't know where the monster is, like Dr. Murrow's "Magic Silver Hand”, can't get into the sword and gun, even the man's deadliest soft ribs. He kind of planted it all in his hands today.

Han Li is defaming the giant man in his heart, but the other person in front of him has made a devious change.

Dr Murrow's face began to pull up, shaking all over his body and down constantly. His face was also deformed by muscle twisting. He seemed to be enduring a great deal of pain. With the several sharp blades inserted on his body, he was forced to feel shady and frightened. As if he was in a cold, he slowly rose in the room.

Suddenly Dr. Murrow stopped pumping and trembling, but from deep down in his throat a low roar filled with primitive beasts, at this moment, it was as if Dr. Murrow was no longer an old man, but a beast just gushing out of the mountain forest.

Then something even more horrible happened, and the haunted fog that had appeared on Dr. Murray's face a year earlier now appeared again.

The fog was quite different, much thicker and much darker than it had been before, covering Dr. Murrow's face as if he were wearing a black mask to cover his original face.

From time to time, the phantomized contact angle on the haunted fog has changed dramatically, and the dark fog flowing about the contact angle is smooth and bright, with a full texture, as if it had an entity, indefinitely stretched on Dr. Murray's face, constantly dancing.

Dr. Murray's fingers were lotus-like, pinched a strange gesture, his lips were moving slightly, seemed to be reading words, just because his voice was too low, Han Li could not really listen.

With Dr. Murray's unnamed move, the fog on his face seemed to have been provoked, as if cold water had been poured into a hot oil pan, and he began to roll and boil, from which he protruded more tiny tentacles, and a demonstration of tooth dancing claws seemed to want to stop Dr. Murray from moving further.

Just as the fog became heaviest, Dr. Murray opened his eyes and through the thick fog, Han Li could still see the light in his eyes.

“Seven Ghosts Eating Soul."

Dr. Murray shouted and called out the secret name he used.