A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Shortly afterwards, a man slowly walked up from the other side of the hill.

This man's appearance in his forties and his face is coarse and yellow, is actually the man in the palace who feared the great Yin Ancestor as a tiger.

At that time, he wore a bizarre-shaped turquoise cape with a white jade bowl in his hand and hidden cold in such a hot place.

You can see that both of these things are unusual.

As soon as he climbed to the top of the mountain, he looked around with vigilance, as if he were looking for something.

After seeing nothing empty around, the color of caution on his face increased by three points.

When he glanced at the hill a short time ago, he seemed to see a shadow shaking in the hill.

Now that we're here, there's no trace of him. This naturally makes this man wary!

After a cold look at the neighborhood again, he inserted two fingers into the jade bowl without saying anything, and then suddenly pulled out, a white light flew out of the bowl as he moved, turning into an arc that circled over his head.

“Disease”

The yellow-faced man single-handedly pinched his mouth and vomited softly.

“Bang” sounded slightly, and the white light burst out after a shock, like a heavenly flower scattered into a dot of starlight, covering the range of dozens of square circles.

Where the white light falls, a layer of cold frost condenses on the red ground, but there is still no abnormality around.

When the man saw this, a trace of doubt flashed on his face.

He looked down and thought about it, but he didn't think he might have seen it before. And he put it behind his head, and his gaze turned toward the Black Desert.

“This place is evil enough.” Men look at the strange black desert and whisper, equally with some hesitation.

However, he thought only for a moment and threw his robe and a red light flew out and landed on the ground.

After the glow converged, a fiery red fox-like beast appeared in place.

Men's fingers bounced and a green pill flew out.

The little beast swallowed the pills with one mouth, revealing a look of enjoyment on his face.

“Go”

Brother Yellowface pointed unpolitely in the direction of the Black Desert and commanded the little beast.

When the beast turned into a red light and ran down the mountain, it was incredibly fast.

After a while, the fox-like beast penetrated dozens of places in the black desert and took a big circle with a yellow dragon and was safe.

Nothing abnormal happened! It's as if this black desert is no different than the ordinary desert except color.

Yellow-faced men looked stunned, and it was clear that the result was unexpected.

He was ready for this Red Raccoon to be destroyed.

After all, this beast is only an ordinary first-degree spiritual beast. Apart from its agile movement and abnormal sense of smell, it does not have any powerful ability. In other words, it does not hurt to hang him at all.

He frowned and stared dead at the beast running back and forth in the desert for several laps before a whistle called the "Red Raccoon" back and sent him back to the hill to fly into the robe sleeve again.

Then, the man looked at the black desert with uncertainty and silence.

But this time he hesitated for a little while, but walked down the hill on his feet and carefully walked over to the Black Desert.

What he did not know was that just after walking down the hill, Han Li's figure appeared on the top of the hill after a wave of air.

Yellow-faced men searched extensively just now, but Han Li's anonymous convergence technique, coupled with a smoking stroke, easily avoided each other's attack, leaving them with no signs. Han Li is very confident, even the mid knot monks, but just close to each other's back nine "green bamboo bee cloud swords” suddenly sacrificed together, absolutely can kill each other, to extinguish the other's divine form.

This made Han Li hesitate for half a day. I wonder if it's time to kill each other immediately, take the two treasures of great value at first glance, or let the other explore the road first.

When the other side let the beast explore the Black Desert, and there was no result, Han Li completely abandoned his intentions.

Unknown things are the most dangerous! Let this man open the way for him in the front.

He doesn't believe this black desert is dangerous at all.

And he has enough white rhinestones and cold ice beads to keep him out of the fire. There is no rush to need each other's fire fighting treasures.

Yellow-faced man, not aware of Han Li, who appeared silently behind him, finally stepped onto the black sand grain and walked into the evil black desert.

One length, two lengths...

The man's divinity grew more nervous as he deepened into the black desert! A green shield has already been released with that casket to protect the whole body from the storm.

But when he walked into the desert with hundreds of husbands, there was no problem at all. The man's face was slightly more relaxed and relieved.

According to common sense, it's already deep into the area, and if there's any real danger, it should be there by now.

Han Li looked behind him at the man's gradually smaller figure with a surprising look on his face.

Is he really mistaken that this black desert just looks scary, but is there really nothing wrong with it?

If you knew that, you might as well take care of this person and take those two treasures.

Han Li regretted it!

But at this point, distant distant mutation protrudes.

Suddenly black sand grains floated around the neighborhood for no reason after the Yellow-faced monk took a step from high to low.

They float in mid-air, surrounding the men's clusters, emitting dark glow, silent and bizarre.

The man is also an experienced man, immediately sacrificing the jade bowl in his hand to the sky, and a great deal of white light flies out of the bowl, adding an extra layer of protection to the green shield.

And at this point, those black sand grains instantly turned into countless black bugs with wings, stretching their cover toward men full of horror.

After the man roared and the white light rose, countless slap-sized ice shields appeared around him, then rapidly spinning, forming a white hurricane that wrapped him in it.

At this moment, he has seen the true face of these insects, and it is a black flying ant. It's just amazing how many of them are in the tens of thousands.

Yellow-faced men's brains spin rapidly, desperately recalling what kind of insects these ants really are and what their weaknesses are.

But before he knew it, the black flood had hit a hurricane made of ice shields.

All the ants were bounced out and flew away.

When the man saw this, he couldn't help but relax his mind and reveal a glimmer of joy on his face.

But a moment later, his smile stalled.

Because the black flying ants flipped a few heels, and the winged ones flew over again, and there was no sign of any injuries.

It freaked him out!

Then, without thinking, a grey flying knife came out of his hand and turned into a long rainbow and slashed into the flying ants.

As soon as the knife launched the hurricane, nearly 10,000 ants “buzzed” and hugged each other.

Still decimated by how the gray light changed, the ants were unharmed, but instantly crawled full of knives and trapped their regiment in it.

The yellow-faced man was shocked to retrieve Fabo, but it was too late.

The gray light in the colony flashed a few times before being submerged by a black flood.

A mouthful of fresh blood erupted and the man's face grew pale.

The fall of Fabao connected to his heart caused his master to suffer tremendously.

He dared not hesitate any longer and rushed off on his way to and from the White Hurricane. As long as he left the Black Desert, he did not necessarily have a chance to escape.

But at this point, the black ants stopped to chase him after they had eaten the remains of the flying knife, and made an eye-catching move.

They gathered together in the instant, and a black spear flashed past them, turning into a black spear about several lengths long.

In a sharp whistle of ears, the spear bursts like a bed of rage.

Yellow-faced men's hearts panicked, hurried out full of spiritual power, causing hurricanes around them to strike another three points.

The black spear is stuck in a white hurricane.

“Bang” and "Bang” sounded and the black spear flashed through the holes in the hurricane.

Sharp spear heads, long spear rods, all bloody red spots.

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