A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

With each one swinging, there will be a thick fog of purple coming out of the fan, straight to the opposite green robe weirdo, the seven or eight fans down, that purple fog already thick surrounding each other wind and rain, forming a large purple sphere!

And the Green Robe Weird hides his whole body in a black mass, and treats the green mist like it's outside.

Black gas and green mist kept rolling over each other, tearing and biting, as if they were both alive. But anyway, the green fog under the manipulation of the Yan family dominated the wind, compressing the black gas smaller and smaller.

“My cousin, this bone-cutting fan, is the famous top-level instrument of our Yan family, which drives the poison fog. If you get a little bit of it, it will definitely dissolve the skin, and it is the most powerful. However, my cousin used to think that this fan was too poisonous to use easily. But now, as soon as he got serious, he made up his mind. He must not let the other party back off!” Yan Yu saw the scene, and some of the eyebrows danced and explained to Dong Xuanye beside him.

“Oh, is this fan so famous? I don't know. Who's more powerful than a famous wind thunder fan?” Dong Xuanye smiled softly, and the corner of his mouth curled slightly, revealing an inspiring feminine state.

“This fan monologue may not be as powerful as a wind thunder fan, but it can be manipulated with ease as long as it is a wood root fixer. Unlike wind thunder fans, without the two kinds of spiritual roots of wind and thunder properties, there is no power at all! So the value of this skeleton fan is more in the wind thunder fan.!” By Dong Xuan's smile, the swallowing rain caught his heart, reluctantly pressed Nai to think, and explained carefully.

“What nonsense, such a normal top-level instrument can have one-tenth more power than a fan, even if it's good! In fact, I don't think this fan even has the power of purple magnesium on my hands.” Brother Feng saw Dong Xuanye and Yan Yu laughing, his face appeared jealous, deliberately digging bitter words.

“Don't you dare look down on our Yanjia refined magic apparatus, OK! Then let me see your purple beam power!” Yan Yu heard the other party so degrade the power of the bone fan, he was angry to stretch the other one or two. ”

“Okay, I'm trying to teach Yan's brother his powers!” As soon as Brother Feng heard what they had to say, he smiled and promised to come down.

Both of them seem to have forgotten the existence of Han Li's public enemy for a while.

“Ah, forget it, little sister, just asking! Why are you so angry? Two brothers, give up one step, will you?” Dong Xuan 'er appeared to be arguing, but in fact, he made the two people in front of him even more reluctant to show weakness, and no one would lose face in front of Dong Xuan 'er.

Of course it's impossible to get two people to duel right away! After all, the two are just fighting for jealousy, most of what I said is just anger! My heart is still very worried. However, if Dong Xuan teases both sides a few more words in the middle, this is not easy to say!

Although Han Li still cares about the war scene, he can't help but shake his head and hear what is happening around him. He thought the barbarian woman was really a troublemaker, and the wind was really going to wave everywhere. No wonder the red bristle kept him under more control.

However, the guy with the surname Feng and Yan Yu are not stupid people in terms of appearance. Why do they look so impulsive now? Is this Dong Xuan's feminine work so powerful? Even the monks who built the foundations were unconsciously affected.

After Han Li thought about it, he felt a little horrified!

But Han Li was too lazy to ask the two guys who had lost their minds! Who cares if either of them dies?

However, Han Li also found it strange. Regardless of the selling style of Dong Xuan, he fascinated other men to turn their souls upside down, but in his eyes Dong Xuan still had no charm, no heartbeat feeling appeared.

In fact, this is not just Han Li Nang, Dong Xuanye is even more depressed! Her feminine work somehow didn't work on the person she hated the most. Otherwise, he would have turned the troupe around a long time ago, which would have left him so threatened along the way.

Just as Han Li and Dong Xuanye thought about each other, the scene changed dramatically.

The black gas surrounded by green mist suddenly began to shrink and thin inside, blinking and revealing the green robe man deep inside. Several of the skeletons around them, one mouth in a row sucked the surrounding black gas, which was the culprit who caused his own black gas to thin out.

The Yan family across the street saw this, although they did not know that the other side was peaceful, but since the other side self-destructed the defense, of course, he would not be polite, so immediately put a finger on the treasure in his hand. Green fog immediately flocked while the black gas could not resist!

“Boy, with a little poison fog, I want to sell it in front of me. I don't know! You don't know, we're all poisoned ancestors!” Green robe man hey hey weird laughed a few times and said.

Then he reached out a palm and slapped a quick slap on the spiritual covers of those skulls, which quickly rose to the size of a wheel. Becksen's skull was covered in a hidden layer of black gas, making it even more bizarre.

They sucked the residual black gas clean and clean, and then the big mouth burst again, blocking the green mist from the outside also began to suck into the mouth, and with each inhalation, they rose by that point, as if they had been replenished.

Cousin Yan Yu across the street, at first sight, was surprised. He rushed to control the treasure fan in his hand and rushed to retrieve the green fog, but it was obviously too late. Only one third of the poison fog that could and could be retracted had been swallowed up by the skull of the other party.

The blue-yellow fan has become dull, making the Yan family heartbroken, knowing that the power of this fan will be greatly diminished in the future!

The Yan disciple, not yet hit by the destruction of the magic apparatus, came back to cheer up. The fierce flame surged giant skull, under the manipulation of the green robe man, a few whimpers flew directly over, instantly in front of him, scared the man, hurried to reach into the storage bag to touch.

However, several skeletons simultaneously opened their mouths, and several dark columns of light erupted simultaneously. They assembled into a giant columns of light, and suddenly broke through a large hole in the protection yellow wind of the swallow family. Let it “mumble” and faint directly into the past, falling from the air.

Seeing the winning and losing Yan family disciples naturally won't let their families fall into a broken blood stream. Immediately, one of them flew out to assist Yan Yu's cousin and flew back.

“The Xuan Dynasty of the Ghost Gate is exquisite. We Yan family actually lost four of the five games. Did we start the sixth game next?” An elderly, but bright-eyed, elder Yan came out, coldly said, like a man called Ghost Gate.

“Forget it! For the remaining five games, it is better to wait for Yan's cousin to arrive before it is too late to try. I've heard the name of Brother Yan's blood for a long time!” The ghost gate people across the street also walked out of their leader, a mystery man with a silver ghost face. Listening to his voice is gentle, lukewarm, and a very young man.

“Ok! Now that the young master is really so happy, of course our Yan family will be accompanied! So that's it for today!” The old man was shocked at first, but then refused to show weak promise, then tossed his sleeve and turned back.

The young doorman saw this, didn't care, smiled softly, turned around and led the team out of the place.

Other watching monks, after a great deal of eye blessing, no one spoke silently disappeared.

Han Li shook his head lightly, and as soon as he turned his head, he heard Yan Yu muttering to himself:

“How could my cousin lose? He is a master of martial arts! ”

“What masters have been defeated by the opponent's three times five times two!” Brother Feng leaves his mouth open, so the opportunity to strike his enemies will not be easily let go.

“You?” Yan Yu's face turned angry and wanted to seize, but Dong Xuan's next words immediately made him happy.

“Brother Yan Yu, I've been in a hurry for a few days. I'm a little tired. Can you arrange a more comfortable room and tell Xiao Xiao to take a break? What other communication activities? Let's wait for tomorrow!” Dong Xuanye suddenly stretched out his waist and said in a lazy manner.

“Absolutely! Sister Dong, I will take you to the room reserved for the nuns. Brother Han and Your Excellency, do as you please!” Yan Yu was happy to say that there was a slight appearance of demonstration.

Han Li smiled slightly and had no opinions.

He has taken Dong Xuanye safely to Fort Yan, which is a complete task. As for anything else, he can't and doesn't want to! Han Li left the crowd alone in a slightly understated statement wanting to go around. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)