A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Once Lu Tianmong died, he lost hundreds of small feet of spiritual support, and the instant split into a little green light. Then they gathered together, revealing the original shape of Fu Lu floating on the ground, just between Han Li, Xuanle and the bloody spider.

Xuanlei stared at Han Li with no expression, and Han Li looked at the blood spider and looked at Xuanlei again. Then he silently raised his hand and the white squared shield was sacrificed. At the same time, eight white lights lit up beside him, and eight puppet beasts appeared beside him.

Xuanle's expression finally moved him. He raised his hand and recalled the yellow bell, lightly saying:

“I had no idea that Brother Han was still good at puppeteering. But it doesn't seem to be home yet, just these puppets can be my opponent? ”

Han Li listened to the same color, but asked coldly.

“Did you deliberately release the spider? ”

“Yes!”

Xuanle admitted it was crisp and turned her hand and a red light veil like a cloak appeared on her hand.

“Aren't you afraid to get awkward and end up being killed by this monster?” Han Li licked some dry cracked lips and smiled coldly.

“Heh! By virtue of this one, besides being harder, some brutal Grade 4 demon beast?” Xuanle sarcastically said that his face was full of disdain.

“But you better play with this crystal spider! I hope to save my own life! ”

After talking about this, he put the light veil of his hand on his body, and then even though he was still there, he could suddenly extinguish the various breaths of his body.

Han Li was a little surprised and couldn't help but look deeply into the gauze.

At this time, Xuanle slowly retreated to the corner of the cave with a smile on her face, completely looking like she was going to stay out of it. Han Li's mind suddenly turned a few times and quickly guessed how many times the light gauze was used. He couldn't help but look at the spider.

He saw the blood spider staring at himself with a fierce light on the front, and his fangs were pounding again, and he was considered a hunting object.

Han Lililo's figure flashed when he thought about it. People rushed to the corner where Xuanle was located.

But when the blood spider saw Han Li move, he immediately bled and rushed towards Han Li as well.

But the already prepared puppet beast, one mouth shot out a flashing column of light, just hit the blood spider, continuously hit several heels, can't catch up with Han Li for a while.

Xuanle saw Han Li rushing towards herself. Her heart was pounding.

He can be greatly constrained by Han Li's almost lightning stroke. If he dares to let Han Li near him, he can throw a small clock in his hand at Han Li without thinking. At the same time, the light on his body shines, and a flaming red leather armor floats on him. The gauze naturally lost its utility and was put away.

But Han Li saw a giant clock cover, his hands flashed, and a small mirror appeared in his hand. At the same time, a lush luminous light emitted, immediately about to become a huge little clock, called back the original shape and fixed in the middle of the air.

“Blue gel!” Xuan Yue shouted. How could he not know about this prestigious state-of-the-art instrument in this door?

Suddenly, Xuele panicked!

You know, Han Li came straight from the thought that the "clock" would buy at least a little time. How could he not keep his hands and feet in chaos?

Fortunately, Xuanle threw out one of the “Ice Rain Techniques" that she had just pulled out and instantly turned into a dense and numb ice cone. As long as Han Li blocks it with the white shield, he will surely slow down, which is enough for him to activate a powerful magic instrument he has just acquired.

Han Liwang saw a large piece of ice cone coming, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. Instead, he waved the little shield in front of him into the storage bag. At the same time, his shape suddenly doubled. His whole body had an unbelievable distortion and deformation, and he rushed through the ice cone unharmed.

Xuanle saw the scene and disappeared from her face. Her face was pale.

Han Li blinked and reached his front. He couldn't help himself to start any more instruments. He could only pour his full strength into the fire red armor. He hoped to survive the crisis with the efficacy of this top-level defense instrument.

Han Li saw the other party's armor shine bright light, and the killer gusts out of his eyes. A mouth, already ready for a dark pointed object, sprayed out of its mouth unexpectedly, and burst into each other's armor at great speed with a tremendous and moving sound.

Then a huge green sword appeared in the sky, and Han stood behind Xuanxue as soon as he flashed.

Xuanle stood still, and the fire red armor on her body had an extra fist-sized hole in her chest, causing her to lose all her armor spirit to become scrap, and her head suddenly rolled down without any signs. After Han Li broke his armor, he directly chopped off his head with Qingyuan Sword Man. His lumbar storage bag was naturally removed by Han Li.

Han Li looked at the storage bag in his hand and had an indescribable feeling in his heart!

A late foundation-building monk actually killed him like this. It must have been incredible before he died!

However, Han Li is well aware that the other party will die in his own hands, on the one hand because of surprise, and on the other hand because of the limitations of this narrow terrain.

If in the normal high altitude struggle of a monk, the other party would never give himself a chance to be close, a distance of dozens of feet apart, and with the aid of a magic flying in the air, the other party would never go any faster than his limit.

In order to destroy each other's armor this time, a disposable self-destructing device was used that was refined at the corner of the ink, and the armor of the hard side came together.

Speaking of this nursery angle, the owner of the shop who gave himself the refining apparatus continued to lament, saying that if this inky unicorn had grown for another twenty or thirty years, it could have been refined into a very powerful apparatus, without having to be refined as a consumable product because the quality just produced was too brittle.

Today, however, it seems to be a great value to use this to kill a late foundation-building monk!

Han Li just put away the blue gelatin mirror and the other clock, behind him came the bursting sound, which gave him a beat into the storage bag without thinking, and immediately flew out of the pocket section several secondary puppet beasts, and the original eight were finally fooled by the blood spider into front of him, after a few moments, he was cut and chewed 708 pieces.

Nowadays, the blood spider has fallen over to rush toward Han Li again!

Han Li raised his hand and a pair of oolong took his hand and suddenly it became huge, stopping the giant spider from the air.

Then the puppet beast's light column attack arrived, constantly lashing on the demonic beast's blood red body, finally pressing it somewhere temporarily, unable to move forward.

The bloody spider sprayed several webs in a row, but unfortunately Han Li immediately escaped from his figure as soon as he saw the monster. As for the puppet beast, there was a point where the spider silk could not escape and Han Li immediately put it in the storage bag, and the other one came out, without delaying the puppet beast's constant attack.

But Han immediately wanted to sacrifice Fubao, and the idea of killing each other had to be dispelled. After all, it is unwise to harden each other's web with a shield and a magic instrument.

Helpless Han Li sighed and continued to strike the spider to such an extent that he did not dare to relax.

A minute later, finally, as Han Li predicted, the blood color on the blood spider gradually faded away, and the wounds of the pit depression began to appear on its shell. Obviously, the true yuan of this demonic beast was out of reach, and it was no longer possible to resist the attack with full spiritual power.

When Han Li's face revealed a smile, the spider also seemed to realize that it was bad. On several occasions, he tried to escape from Han Li's offense and went to the entrance, but were all forced back by the puppets with a hasty light column. Finally, Han Li was trapped here alive.

When the last hint of the spider demon beast was depleted, it could only shrink into a group that had no power to fight back, and Han Li replaced the sharp silver sword, cutting off the spider's head with a sword just a few steps up and down. It is true that the shell of this beast, though hard, is easily broken by the silver sword without the power of protection.

Then Han Li sat on the nearby floor with no words for half a day.

After a half-round, he measured the many dead monks around him and for the first time felt the fragility of the immortal's life, which made him a little sad. Perhaps one day he will die in the hands of a fairy practitioner or buried in the belly of a demonic beast?

When the break was almost here, Han Li picked up the little Rupo and then searched out the storage bags on each of the bodies.

At the end of the day, he approached the transmission array carefully, and his eyes glistened constantly around the five-color skeleton and the token he was carrying.

“The Great Moving Order! That's what Lu Tianmong called this token!” Han Li fell into contemplative thought. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)