A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Shortly after flying away from Zhengxu, Xiao Arrow was shot by Han Li Zhong finger, staring at him, and a blue sword pen shot straight out, hitting the Xiao Arrow. Beat it a slump, couldn't help pausing.

And just a little delay, the dazzling light of the Soul Beast just rolled the little arrow into it.

Suddenly, the magic treasure flashes constantly, clashing left and right in the light and summer, seemingly trying to break the road and escape.

But the yellow light seemed to have some kind of huge suction, still how it struggled to escape, still like a headless fly in the light of daylight at all.

Since the Spiritual Beast calls all ghosts' grass stars, the spirit-sucking light that erupts in this nose naturally is not all that.

The little arrow spins only half a beat slowly, sending hundreds of earthen yellow filaments out of the glow, wrapping the little arrow around the tightly wrapped quickly.

Then the yellow wire was pulled out at the same time, pulling out a green light from the small arrow.

This green light is entwined by many yellow lines, constantly illuminates the appearance of various insects, fish, birds and animals, and even suddenly suddenly the slightest rise and fall, trying to escape.

But the yellow filaments went straight into the green light, and they couldn't get away with it, and dragged the green light a little bit into the big nose of the spiritual beast.

Now the green light group panicked. After a flash of illusion, an old man's face with a gloomy old shadow appeared, and in the daylight, the fear asked Han Li loudly for forgiveness:

“Han Xiaoyu, let your husband go! As long as I can circumvent my own life, I would prefer the life of a ghost slave to be dominated by my little friends! My husband knows a myriad of magic kung fu tricks, and is willing to make friends! Besides, doesn't Han Daoyou want to know the full Xuanyin Dynasty? That traitor, I never taught them the last few levels? And the magic of the Great Enchantment of Soul Refining Demons. Don't you want to know? And even though my foundation was taken away by the shadows, there are still several secret caves, which contain many treasures, the old slaves are willing to give to the master..."

The faster the ghost face says, the more frightened the expression on his face becomes, even proactively claiming to be a servant. Because of it at this moment, there is only a short distance from the great nose of the spiritual beast.

If it is inhaled, its demons, even if they are stubborn and tenacious, will never be able to escape from the sky again.

Upon hearing these temptations from the ghost face, Han immediately made his heart tenacity far more than ordinary people. He also had to thump his heart and show some hesitation on his face.

Perhaps you can see Han's hesitation, his ghost face screaming like grabbing the last life-saving straw:

“Even if Daoyou doesn't want these things, don't you want to know the weaknesses of extreme Yin kung fu, and don't you want to break the tracking memories down on you? ”

Han's gaze flashed for a few moments when he heard the words, and the divine color finally moved.

Kwok Han Li sighed lightly, single-handedly shaking the soul beads, gently waving!

Originally curly Xia Guang suddenly slowed and finally stopped the trend of slipping into the big nose of the spiritual beast.

Yellowsilk-wrapped ghost-face rejoicing, with a loose spirit

“Han Xiaoyu, you are absolutely wise to do this! Leaving my husband is perfectly fine...” The ghost face barely showed a smile and wanted to praise Han Li for a few words.

But at this moment, the big nose of the spiritual beast once again sucked hard, the original slightly slower glow to suck harder by three points than the original, sucked the ghost face without embankment thoroughly into the nose, without any resistance.

Han Li's face revealed a slight indifferent smile!

The spiritual beast burped as if overpowered, some clumsily patted his stomach and revealed a sense of satisfaction on his face.

Han Li smiled slightly and shook the ringing beads in his hand. Once again, his soul turned yellow and flew into the bag of spiritual beasts.

“Take you as a slave? How dare I fight with a tiger! I've lived for thousands of years, and I'm not sure I can beat you with two ideas. That means smallpox crashes, I'd rather put you out of your mind. Otherwise, I don't know when, but you're reckoning.” Han Li walked over a few steps and reached for the green arrow and looked at it muttering to himself.

So far, Han Li still has not figured out whether this ghost face is the spirit of the basebone or the cruelty of the basebone separated by other secret methods!

Han Liquor is not surprised that the ghost cultivation has a divine ability to separate souls.

However, Han Li did not leave this place immediately after putting away the five rows of rings that fell not far away.

The words of the ghost face reminded him that he still had the hands and feet of a very yin ancestor who didn't know when to do it.

If this mark is not removed, I'm afraid he will be sensed by the Extreme Yin Ancestor as soon as he comes out of his shield.

However, Han Li had already made several divine enquiries and found nothing unusual. But in Han Li's heart, there is another way to find this memories, otherwise he will not ruthlessly destroy the ghost face.

Han Li sacrificed a bag of spiritual beasts and thousands of golden and silver beetles flew out of it, all over Han Li's body.

A moment later, at Han Li's lower leg, some of the phagocytes made an unusual spike.

Han Li was delighted with his heart and gave the order with a thought. Then there was a riot of golden bugs, and then all the flying bugs flew back into the bag of beasts.

Han Li then flew straight to the stone steps without hesitation.

His delay here was so long that it really made him a little nervous.

Dozens of feet away, in a blink of an eye.

Han Li opened his mouth, a green light exited the mouth, and the green bamboo cloud sword cut the wall of the cover open a large mouth Xu Wide.

Han Li emerged from the crack as a long rainbow.

According to his calculations, it would be better to sneak back into a secret room on the first or second floor and then break the ban on sending the empty temple out of the secret room.

As for the other secret rooms on the other floors, it was too dangerous for him.

Hence Han Li followed the path of memory and flew away without a word.

When he came, all the organ restraints were broken clean. Han Li had no other concerns but to be careful not to collide with the old monsters face to face, so he could go boldly.

So on the way, Han Li, on the one hand, released the god, on the other hand, took out the old scroll, and finally had time to take a look.

“Huh!”

Han Li couldn't help but scream out surprised after a few glances. The glow of flying forward also slowed down.

This scroll is not surprising at first glance, not only did it unfold without any spiritual power, but the content of the scroll was also unmistakable, outlining a rough outline.

However, after a few glances, Han Li immediately recognized the contents of the painting volume, which is a schematic of the building on the fifth floor of the inner palace.

Other than that, the tall stage and the tall stage talk about a few of the three legged little dings, that's definitely the sign of the sky.

And the same pattern in front of the tall platform that crosses vertically and horizontally must be these passageway chambers.

However, Han Li was stunned that the other patterns in this diagram were ticked out with black pen ink, with only one route running through several channels painted in bright red color.

At the end of the route is a high wall on the edge of the inner palace, behind which there is a pattern of transmission formations.

Han Li couldn't help but slow down.

According to his original plan, he had to walk from the fifth floor to the second, and the chances of encountering several old demons on the road were still very high.

But if this symbol is true, can he be transferred from this transmission formation to other places?

Even if it's not delivered directly outside the Temple, it's much stronger than staying inside this fifth floor.

Even more exciting, Han Lixing is now in a position where, according to the marking on this diagram, just after a turn at the next intersection, he can directly embark on the route marked by the red line.

The only thing that worries him is whether there will be any restraint and institutional puppets along this route that he can't handle.

As for the authenticity of this diagram, Han Li is not worried.

No one is going to be fed up. It's okay to hide such a map in the blue stone.

Moreover, the age of this figure is so long ago, the style of brush painting is full of primitive rhymes, at first glance, it is the same as the idle heavens. Someone wouldn't make such a joke.

When Han Li hesitated, people had reached the next intersection.

Han Li couldn't help but look around. Some of them didn't know what to think.

That's it! What kind of danger is there? Just follow the path and come back. According to the callout on the axis, this route is not very long. This risk is much smaller than walking back to the same level.

And he doesn't believe it. It's all like a map of an escape route, marking an overly dangerous route for the map bearer.

With this in mind, Han Li no longer hesitates to flash his hands.

After several white lights were emitted, several giant ape puppets appeared in front.

At the behest of Han Lizhen, they immediately turned onto the other side of the channel, and Han Lizhen followed them carefully.

(Oh, two more over! At the request of some bookmates, on the 29th, between 8pm and 8.30pm, we will appear in the Mortal Cultivation Club chat room. Have a chat with everyone. Interested bookmates can come and have fun together!) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)