A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li heard the voice of the little prince, his complexion slightly changed, some white.

But when he slowly turned around, his face returned to normal and he could not see any panic. Instead, he hung a slight smile in the corner of his mouth, staring cold at the Dry Shaman and the bald-headed foundational monk.

Han Li's calm expression also infected several friends of Mong Shan. Their hearts were slightly calm. After looking at each other, they flew to the back of Han Li, and confronted the Dark Sha people.

“It's you! Aren't you from the Qin family? Are you the foundation-building repair? ”

The little prince looked clearly at Han Li's face, and his eyes were full of astonishment. And the lean and dry man standing beside him, though speechless, also gave a very unexpected look.

Only the bald-headed man stared at Han Li dead. A solemn expression appeared on his face and suddenly said:

“Be careful, this man is an intermediate-term foundation-building monk, higher than my realm. I'm afraid the Black Wind Array will have to assist to capture it. ”

After hearing the bald man say this, the little prince did not show concern, but asked with some surprise:

“Blood to the Lord! By the way, if this person dedicates himself to practicing blood sacrifice to the Bishop, it should work better. ”

The man said with a chuckle:

“Of course. The foundation-building brothers caught in the past are only in the early stages of foundation building, this man's blood must be better than the previous ones! ”

Confirmed by the bald man's mouth, the little prince looked back greedily at Han Li and suddenly laughed.

“Okay, good! Whatever your purpose and future may be, you will never leave this place again today. ”

“Blackwind, do it! ”

After the little prince laughed, his face drinks with a chill.

The black-clothed men suddenly drew an inky flag from their bodies and flew fast to the surroundings of Korea, surrounding them, and immediately began to wave the flag in their hands.

“All you have to do is protect yourselves and leave the rest to me.” After Han Li faintly said such a sentence to the four friends of Mengshan, people were blurred for a moment and instantly disappeared from the spot.

“Be careful! ”

The bald man saw Han Li disappear and drank loudly, but it was a little late.

Han Li's figure flashed behind a man in black. The fairy who was waving the flag immediately stopped the movement and stood idly in place. Then the skull rolled down without any signs, and the headless corpse bled a few feet high, all at once, onto the ground.

At this point, the last word of the bald man's big drink, just exited.

In this scene, I have not thought of what to do for the other monks with flags! Han Li's figure appeared behind another person once again, the same flash passed away, the same person's head fell off the ground.

At this time, the other black monks dared not hesitate, stopping to wave the black chess in their hands, and sacrificing colorful shields and all kinds of protective magic instruments.

But in the blink of an eye, there were two more black-clothed men who didn't come and turn on their defenses, and Han Li's hot hand, the corpse was on the spot.

“Kid, look for death! ”

The bald-headed man saw this, his eyes emitted a black and red ray, he shouted, and his whole body bled brilliantly. He rushed towards Han Li in the air, and he was incredibly fast.

Han Li glanced coldly, and the big man wrapped himself in a bloody glow rushed straight to the stand. He even glanced at the protective mask and glanced at his black man with horror. As soon as his decisive figure flashed, he returned to the four friends of Mengshan, a few dozen lengths away.

And he burst out an empty man, yelled like a beast, turned without hesitation, and continued to jump to Han Li and others' foothold, still looking like nothing was sacrificed.

Seeing this scene, the penis of the four friends of Mengshan moved and saw the cheap, when the next hand raised, a triprise with a green light, silently directed towards the front door of the big man.

The bald-headed man saw the instrument fly in, but smiled on his face. Instead of not pausing, he greeted him straight up.

Thin, tall dick saw this big joy, excitedly said:

“This guy is going to be in bad luck, I am a superior magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic. My green prick! ”

He just said two words and was shocked by the scene in front of him and shouted out loud.

It turns out that the triple prism magician, after touching the blood ray on the bald man, the blood ray, like living, suddenly a roll of the magician raw into it, let it fly, can not take half a step.

“Ha ha, the rays of rice grains dare to sell!” The big man laughed, stretched out a big hand of blood red, and grabbed the three prisms, and then took a stroke with his hands. The magic instrument immediately lost all the spirituality of the green light, and it seemed to be completely obsolete.

At this time, not only did the four friends of Mengshan show great fear, but Han Lixin also “chirped”. This bald-headed man definitely cultivated not ordinary kung fu, eighty-nine out of ten is the same kind of top magic kung fu as the young master of the Ghost Gate.

The bald-headed man won't let Han Li and others think about it. He immediately reached several people and lifted a big, bloody fist and smashed down the mask that was released to the four friends of Mengshan.

A loud bang, the mask emitted by the four brothers of the refinery period, actually beneath this punch, deep depression went in and quickly faded a lot.

Mengshan Four Friends' face changed dramatically. I'm afraid such a powerful fist is a common defensive magic tool. Hard catch will also be smashed into scrap iron.

“Senior, look...”

The black-faced old man turned around in panic and wondered what Han Li could do to stop each other.

After all, this joint shield won't last long against an attack like this.

Han Li had no words, but as soon as he raised his hand, a little shield with a bright white light came out of his hand, and it increased several times in the blink of an eye, steadily geared up in front of the shield, just facing another bloody giant fist of bald man.

“Dang Dang”

A tremendous impact sound shocked the heavens and the earth, shocked the nearby friar without warning, all in an unstable shape, almost sat on the ground.

Four friends of Mengshan have also been dizzy for half a day. The only people on the field who haven't changed their color are Han Li and the bald guy.

Han Li stared at the white phosphorus shield with no expression. Although this shield took the other side's punch, the original smooth surface also slightly dented a small pit, and he couldn't help but be intimidated.

This white phosphorus shield is so strong, Han Li knew clearly, and he couldn't help but a few more points of consternation to the big man.

With this in mind, Han Li did not hesitate to tap into the storage bag.

Suddenly, two rays of light and six golden rays flew out at the same time, without politeness to lash out to the big man, so many top-level instruments echoed each other's shocking and horrifying whistling moments, the bald head big man shocked, can't help but show a hint of fear.

He roared, his blood glow suddenly flourished, and suddenly his figure was completely covered in blood, transformed into a huge group of blood two or three heights, floating in the air motionless.

Han Li's "Golden Razor Blade” and “Oolong Takeover” saw this opportunity, naturally won't ruthlessly stab the past, and as a result, Han Li felt something strange appeared.

Let his magic apparatus stab this light group, but there is no movement inside, and once the magic apparatus is stabbed about half a foot away, it can no longer be inched, protecting against all attacks with something like a shield.

Han Li was slightly agitated and suddenly remembered something. He looked around in a hurry. As a result, everything he entered into made Han Li's killing machine rise.

The black men, under the command of the little prince and the masked man suspected of being in charge of Wang, actually organized themselves again, kept them hidden, and waved the black flag in their hands desperately. These black flags have sounded the ghost whistle of "whoop” and a strange black mist has poured around the black flag.

Such a scene reminds Han Li of the unbroken "Blue Sun Demon Fire” encountered at the Spiritual Stone Mine. The summoning ceremony is so similar, how could Han Li let them successfully complete it?

Thinking about it, Han Li immediately pulled the white phosphorus shield back with one finger, and then stuffed it into the hands of the black-faced old man, coldly said:

“Let me borrow you for a while! I'll take care of the others first. ”

Then Han stood up, people had appeared outside the shield, and the magic machines surrounding the bloody light clump, whistled and flew back to Han Stand automatically, and as they circled around them, they buzzed. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)