A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

But without waiting for the elderly and the extreme yin to release the spiritual beast and demon corpse, the altar mutated.

A giant green silkworm in a light mass suddenly trembled, then the golden light around him quickly dimmed.

Almost at the same time, the golden wire in its mouth broke under a tremor.

“Bad!”

One side of God focused on the treasure collection of the Ten Thousand Days Direction and others, his face changed dramatically and shouted out.

But without waiting for them to do anything, the same happened to several other silkworms.

The same amount of gold diminished, and the other two giant silkworms broke the silk wire on the spot.

At this point, the hearts of the heavens and the earth sink into the bottom of the valley. The figure that was already moving up suddenly stunned in place.

But it's not over!

The three remaining giant silkworms of gold, though still there, were “hooked” as if they had been pulled by a giant madman after half of their peers' support, and flew into the big hole.

Then came a loud noise of heavy objects falling, and the entire stone platform swayed for a while.

And the blue light in the hole immediately dimmed, and the chill diminished dramatically.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the righteous are all ugly.

Yet several old demons, such as the extreme shadow they were about to strike, stared up with strange eyes, and the expression on their faces was equally amazing.

“Haha! Haha...”

The mustache laughed in his stomach. The yellow beard of the smiling chin trembled and looked like it was extremely pleasant.

At this time, the extremely shady and Confucian elderly people also reacted, and revealed the face of disaster and joy, all smiling at the right three people.

In this way, the face of the heavens is even more iron blue.

For this treasure collection, he spent so much time, at such a great price, only to be laughed at by the people in the demon.

This makes the hearts and minds of all the heavens and the sky burn no longer.

All of a sudden he turned around and stared into the shadows and three others.

Extreme Yin Ancestor and the old man's smile stalled for a moment.

He is a middle-aged monk. Even if they belonged to the Right Way, they would not be willing to make an easy enmity with the heavens and the earth.

But under this stare the brute beard stopped laughing, but looked back unnecessarily.

“What, Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan and Wan Wan Wan Wan are here to fight one or two? I was about to teach Tianluo Jinggong among the three great Confucian gods.” The bearded face said with a tense provocation.

After a long time of cold staring at his beard, his face finally returned to the colour of reason.

“Go!”

He leaves the altar with his sleeves shaken, leaving even the remaining silk silkworms on it. Only the white one who was confronting the devil was recalled.

The divine color of Gokuko Tian is also ugly. After he put away the giant turtle, his calm face followed behind the sky.

Instead, the old black skinny farmer behaved more tolerant, apart from the cold eyes.

Both sides were extremely vigilant when the demon came to wipe their shoulders.

But the good news is that while the beard is so arrogant, it doesn't say anything to stimulate each other at this time. It just looks at the people who are all dazzling and so on gradually go away and eventually disappear from the mask.

“I let the bluethorn bird lurk at the entrance, and if the righteous guy comes back, I can tell.” The old Confucian looked in the direction behind him and suddenly said something like this.

“In that case, I also sent two corpses from heaven to ambush us at the entrance, if they suddenly attacked us. They can also be resisted slightly.” The Epiphany Ancestor said with a slight twist.

After listening to this, Mr. Qingyi was first surprised, but then he was proud and didn't say anything.

Then he saw his Confucian sleeve tremble and a fist-sized blue light flew out and rushed away.

And the very Yin Ancestor threw his hand on the ground, seemingly throwing something.

Two black cigarettes came out, followed by a smelly smell, and two tall demon bodies appeared in front of the crowd.

“Go” the very Yin Ancestor swept a finger at the entrance,

Suddenly the bodies of the two demons were twisted and blurred, then vanished into thin air.

This scene reminded Han Li of the strange situation of the demonic corpses of the day. After a rinse in his heart, he couldn't help but add a little more consternation to these demonic corpses.

However, when Han glanced down at those golden silkworms lying on the altar and shaking constantly, he walked over curiously.

But without waiting for him to come forward, another person moved quickly past him. At first glance, Han Li was the basebone that remained silent.

He's a little surprised!

“What's going on? This silk worm is also a rare strange worm. Look at the golden light they just made. It's kind of weird to throw it away when it hurts.” The beard walked past and asked casually.

“They've taken smallpox. Hard is the use of this object to forcibly raise the path a lot in order to lift up the void. But now that the drug has passed, these silkworms are completely obsolete.” The basebone was only slightly examined on the giant silkworm for a moment, and he replied faintly.

“I said," How can a silk silk silk bring up an empty sky? "I borrowed this thing. Hey, hey, this time around, stealing a chicken won't corrode the rice.” Barbarian beard heard the subdued bone and couldn't help but smile and say.

“Tianqinghua! I can't believe I found this thing all day. I've thought about it this way. But unfortunately, no smallpox has been found for so many years. But the younger generation of the barbarian brother knew about the flower, it doesn't look like a nobody! I don't know if Uchi has ever heard of this name.” "Grand Yin Ancestor walked over with his hands upside down, but he turned his head and looked slowly at the face of the basebone and asked.

“I just read a few more dead books. There's no such thing as a name, Wu is joking.” The basebone smiled softly.

“Really?” said the shadow faintly, wondering whether it was the end of the doubt or the brute beard beside him, did not continue to ask. Instead, he turned around to the big hole and looked down.

The blue light in the hole reflected his face in blue, which seemed bizarre.

Han stood on one side and stared coldly. He felt some admiration for the indomitable kung fu of the basebone.

He was able to face the shadows of the shadows and call him a senior as usual. Looks like the heart of the old devil is scary enough!

But then again. There's no one here but that ugly one. Each one is an old fox who has lived for centuries or more, and each one is a fraudulent anomaly.

Han Li thought depressedly, but heard the Confucian old man say:

“Since these silk silkworms are useless, let it go. Save it here.” After saying this, the old man flipped his hand and a pungent green sphere floated in his hand, shooting at the half-dead giant silkworms.

“Wait a minute! These silkworms are quite interesting, leave it to the younger generations!” Han Li narrowed his eyes and swept the three giant silkworms, then suddenly his heart fluttered, said the elderly.

“You want these things! Not only are they completely obsolete, but they won't last long.” The old man in the Confucian shirt reveals a hint of surprise and doubt.

“There will always be some interest in these strange worms in the future. Since they are not dead, I would like to save it for a while before talking about it. I hope that my predecessors will be able to complete it.” Han faceted the archway with a smile.

After listening to Han Li, the old Confucian did not immediately reply to Han Li, but re-measured him up and down, and then revealed a thoughtful look on his face.

This makes Han Li's mind furious. I don't know what the other party's intentions are.

“Cough! My husband was also from scattered cultivation, naturally he knew that the Knightaman period was no more scattered than those of the monks of the same order, it was usually a bit embarrassing. Since Han Xiaoyu wants these wastes, put them away!” The old Confucian shook his head and said with some exclamation. Apparently, he wants to see what's wrong!

Han Li listened and turned his eyes straight.

But you can only show embarrassment on your face and say thank you.

Then he touched an empty bag of spiritual beasts and hid the three silk silkworms.

Looking at their appearance, they have been abandoned while being erased from their original sense of identity. Hence, Han Li got into the bag after struggling with nothing at all.

“Han Li, stop messing around. Hurry up and release the bloody Jade Spider, and I'll see what level of spirit it is. Let me give my python some cooperation then. Be sure to succeed once!” After watching for a while at the entrance of the hole, the head did not return to the Korean caller, and the color of fanaticism was hidden in his eyes.

After listening to this, Han Li walked over with a dark frown.

And Qingyi Shu and Brute Beard both heard the words and looked at Han Li.

“Rest assured, as long as you can take it out of the sky. The Master will never return the loss to you.” Extremely Yin turned back and said to Han Li with a gracious face, fearing that he would not do his best.

But Han Li went behind his ears and felt a chill rising from behind him. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)