A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Tight!” Han Li pinched his hands and prompted the ancient treasure without hesitation.

Suddenly, the five brass rings tightened rapidly, deeply embedded in the old devil's neck and hands and feet, and locked them tightly.

“Hey, hey! Five-line loop! Although this ancient treasure is also considered to be one of the more famous of the ancient treasures, it is of little use to the spiritual roots, to the monks who have been cultivated by far more than the sacrificers, and to the monks beside us.” The hypothalamus suffers from the tightening of the five rings, but the irony is revealed, "he said.

And then he did move unobstructed and raised his hand and slapped it with one hand on the light ball in front of his chest.

The surface of the light bulb flashed indefinitely for a moment, and a "la-la” sound broke a large mouth by itself.

Blu-ray fluctuated in the crack, followed by a long blue flame spraying out of it.

After a gentle sweep on the neck and limbs of the basebone, the otherwise unlocked brass ring instantly solidifies a thick layer of ice cream.

Then, after an incredible twist and shake, “Tinker Bell” made a few noises, several copper rings that had become crystal clear fell on the stone table like dead objects, the sound was so crisp.

Han Li's heart sank, without any consideration of a mouth, nine small blue swords sprayed out of his mouth, then merged into a giant sword at high altitude, without hesitation to cut off his head towards the basebone.

When the collarbone sees this scene, it brings a stiff colour to the face.

He wrapped the ball in his hands and then lifted it high.

The crack opened a few more points, spraying a large piece of blue ice flame from the middle.

These flames instantly turned into a five-clawed ice dragon, crystal clear, covered in blue cold light, and immediately held the blue sword against the two foreclaws, and unpolitely ejected blue exhalation, striking hard over the sword body.

After just a few strokes, the sword dimmed its glow, and hidden crystalline ice cream appeared on the surface, making it more cloudy and blunt between the sword's flying movements.

“Bang” thunder sounded, several pale golden thunder arcs appeared on the surface of the giant sword, struck hard on the ice dragon, broke the giant sword out of the bondage and defeated the ice dragon away from Zhang Xu.

“Want to run? You golden Thunder Bamboo magic trick, it's up to the people. I don't suppose there's much more to your evil thunder? How many times do you think you can start it now?” The corner of the basebone mouth moved a little and said with a smile on its face.

Then a finger of the ice dragon and let it pounce on the giant blue sword again.

Han Li listened, but couldn't help but move in his heart.

Though the other party said that he didn't care, how did he conceal that the other party seemed to imply a hint of restraint in the pursuit of evil divine thunder.

However, Han Li did not arrive and thought about the issue, and a blue law was sent out and shot at the giant sword.

Then he pointed to the sword, and the giant sword swung in a blurred and fierce shake, and ignored two identical giant swords, which is the "sword shadow spectroscopy" of Qingyuan Sword Technique.

Two giant swords simultaneously ejected a thick pale gold thunder arc, one directly facing the blue ice dragon and the other flashing oblique to the old demon of the basebone.

“Huh!” The basebone sounded amazingly light and humid.

I wonder if Han Li has the leeway to launch such a powerful demon thunder to surprise him, or if he thinks this "sword shadow spectroscopy" can simultaneously melt two physical flying swords, and surprise him a little.

But the astonishment on the face of the basebone soon disappeared, he didn't panic and clapped the light ball in his hand, the dry blue ice flame erupted again.

This time, the ice flame flashed a few times in front of it and turned into a triangular ice shield directly blocking the attacking sword.

The pale golden arc collided with the blue light cold air on the surface of the ice shield, and no one took half a step backwards, making it a temporary impasse.

Han Li saw the scene and did not panic and rejoice.

This suggests that although the evil thunder cannot contain the cold air of the blue ice flame, the same extreme cold of the blue ice flame cannot take the evil thunder. As for who overwhelms who in the end, it naturally depends on the magnitude of their power.

Thinking about it, Han Li single-handedly slapped the storage bag between his waist and the blood-red cape automatically floated on him.

Though he is not at the end of the line, some of the necessary backhand must be ready first.

Then, Han Li did not dare delay the hands together, the solemn slowness pulled apart.

A thunderbolt of "crackle crackle crackle” sounded, and between the two palms, a pale golden thunderball appeared there, with a tiny arc flashing and beating on its surface.

This arc ball is only a few inches in size, but as Han Li moves the rest of the body with the evil thunderbolt from the Bamboo Cloud Sword, the thunderbolt expands rapidly in a slight buzzing sound, and there is a rule-sized appearance between the eyes.

Opposite to manipulate the dry blue ice flame, wanting to break the basebone of two giant blue swords, saw the scene, the divine color first white, then shot an incredible divine color in the eyes.

He couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes, and Han Li still had the ability to make such a big thunderball. How many Golden Thunder Bamboo Flying Swords are there?

somewhat restless!

You know why he suddenly changed his face and felt that it would take no effort to destroy Han Li, that is, to hold on to the very powerful dry blue ice flames that he had just obtained.

Although these ice flames have not been refined or fused into "Shu Luo Holy Fire” because they have just been acquired, they can be manipulated under the pressure of his dark soul fire and evil thunder.

Evil Thunder can resist the cold air attack of dry blue ice flame, while Han Li has a gold Thunder bamboo flying sword can also release the Thunder, the basebone naturally knows.

But that's why he has to stand dead now.

Because Han Li's evil thunder, in his estimation, should have consumed seven, seven, eight, eight years ago. Fortunately, there are others, and there will never be too many. Hence, Han Li could never resist the attack of dry blue ice flames.

And Golden Thunder Bamboo! No one can have too many magic treasures made of this material.

The number of Golden Thunder Bamboo Flying Swords owned by Han Li is already incredible!

Every time an Evil Thunder is released, it is less. Golden Thunder Bamboo recovers from restlessness for a period of time. It is not possible to accumulate the Divine Thunder again. What the basebone says won't leave Han Li with this chance to recover!

As for the extremely shady traitor, he hated it even more, but after the dry blue ice flame was obtained and tested to really repair Shuro's holy fire, his basebone ambition also rose sharply. As long as it can be cultivated into Shura Holy Fire, it is not impossible to dominate the entire turbulent sea.

In contrast, Han Li, who owns Golden Thunder Bamboo, naturally became his first target. After all, thunderbolting evil gods has always been the biggest gram star of their ghost monks.

And after he later contacted the beard, it would be easier to eliminate the extreme shadow without Han Li helping each other.

Han Li had already surprised the basebone a little when he started simultaneously exciting a powerful arc on two giant swords.

Now when Han Li saw such a large golden thunder ball in his hand, the basebone was really a little twisted.

This is completely out of his expectations!

One of the other brothers in the early days of Knight Dan seems to have countless golden thunder bamboo treasures on him. This makes the basebone more shocking and unbelievable than regret.

How many pieces of Golden Thunder Bamboo are there on Han Li? This elusive doubt, at this moment, becomes a mountain heavily pressed on the heart of the old demon.

At this slight standstill, Han Li's electric arc ball had surged to several feet in size, floating a few feet above his head, buzzing and deafening.

Returning to the old demon of God, his face was a little pale.

Compared to this thunderball, the previous Evil Divine Thunder is nothing.

“Okay, good! Though I don't know why you have so many golden thunderbolts? But from the day you own these magic treasures, you are doomed to be the enemy of the life and death of our monks. Today in Japan, people will show you the power of the Shura fire called the Haunted Dao Holy Fire.” The basebone bites and cuts his teeth, "he said.

Now that he's riding a tiger, he's ready to harden his scalp and temporarily combine the three energies into the rumored Shura Sacred Fire.

With this fire, we hope to destroy Han Li's Evil Divine Thunder and completely solve this scourge.

Of course, this short period of forced synthesis of the sacred fire is naturally dangerous and can be reversed at any time.

But now the basilar bones, they can't care less.

Perhaps he has other means to slowly deplete the Korean God's Thunder, or temporarily use the secret technique and Falbao to escape the shield and take refuge. But he doesn't have much time. Either let Han Li go, or he must be cleared before anyone else returns.

So when he bit his teeth, he threw the light ball in his hand in front of him, and then he flew up like a wheel with his hands, and all kinds of law went into the light ball in front of him.

In an instant, the light bulb comes alive, with the blue flame at the center starting to rotate at high speeds inside, while the outer layer of the basilisk fire and black electric arc rotate backwards in the opposite direction.

Just moments later, a sphere emitted a dazzling glow.

Then a muffled sound, countless shady, cold grey-white sparks gushed out of the light sphere, and the heavenly cover came to Han Li's side.

After Han Li's face flashed, his face became cold.

Although he has never heard of the Shura Holy Fire, he also knows that it is no better than that dry blue ice flame!

So his hands trembled so heavily that instead of continuing to inject divine thunder into the giant thunderball at the top of the punch, the ten-finger bounced and pinched all kinds of legal decisions, and the spell murmured from his mouth.

Light golden lightning balls began to deform and elongate, turning into a golden electric grid, forming an electro-optical shield in which Han was guarded straight from the head.

Then the grey white spark across the street impolitely lashed onto the gold net.

Suddenly, the golden white fire tangled together and the thunderous whistle sounded simultaneously.

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