A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

After listening to this, Han came down silently. Her face started gloomy and uncertain and seemed to be thinking about something.

And the two star palace brothers saw Han Li like this, but they looked at each other with the utmost silence, and stared more vigilantly at Han Li.

“Well, if there's nothing to do next, go with the two Daoists!” Han Li smiled and suddenly said without impatience.

Confucius and Dahan listened to this, and the face on the board suddenly loosened. The old Confucian shirt flashed a little bit of pride, a mouthful of what he wanted to say.

But then Han Li made a move.

His right hand, originally shrunk in the sleeve of the robe, burst into silence and shot at the big man. Meanwhile, the left hand flipped and five different colors of copper rings floated in the palm of the hand, and the low buzz began to buzz.

“How dare you?” Confucianism also reacted extremely quickly. At first sight, Han Li opened his mouth and a square piece a few inches in size sprayed out immediately.

This thing is flat, dark as ink, it is a strange treasure like a yarn table.

Magnificent and powerful man also did not move slowly a handshake, a white jade big imprint came out of hand, then the treasure multiplied, white light haunted towards six green light.

“Careful, these brass rings are ancient treasures! ”

At this time, Confucius clearly looked at the copper ring in Han Li's hand and cautioned with surprise and haste.

Dahan heard the words slightly, but had not yet come and reacted, but the six green lights that flew out sounded clear. After a bit of blurring, he fantasized about twelve ordinary swordlights.

Six of them instantly merged into a giant blue sword, slashing the big imprint in the white light.

The other six lanes changed direction, and six arcs were drawn to fire from the side.

The big man was so shocked, he couldn't think too fast to strangle his hands. A glimmer of blue light floated out of its body with several clearly visible symbols. These symbols are bright blue light, and suddenly the big bang buoyed, forming a light blue light shield to protect the big man.

This big man intends to hardwire Han's Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword with this.

Big Han did it this way, and Confucianism will not stand idly by.

After reminding him, he hurried to refer to the Yantai magic treasure floating in his chest.

Yantai spins rapidly.

The fog of the black monkey erupted from the top, spreading several lengths and sizes, and then a hint of ink filled the neighborhood at the same time.

Confucianism did not hesitate to make the move, the black fog rapidly gathered, and dozens of pitch-black birds formed in the blink of an eye.

Each of these birds is half a foot long, flashing the red light while flying towards Han Li.

Opposite Han Li turned a blind eye to all of this. After a few quick swings of copper illusion in his hand, he disappeared into the daylight.

Then the palms rolled again, and an ancient flower basket appeared in the hand.

Confucianism does not rejoice when he sees that the other party is not willing to attack him.

His “Enchanted Yan” is an ancient refining technique that took nine bulls and two tigers to cultivate.

To that end, he spent almost all his life saving, but he had no regrets.

Because this Phantom Explorer, since his refining success, has rarely had enemies in nearly the same class of Brothers, even with the mid-knot Brothers.

As long as the cultivator is not too many immortal cultivators higher than him, as soon as he falls into the enclosure of this magical ink mist, he will fall into the illusion without spontaneous extraction.

He couldn't help but smile at Han's face when he saw the strange bird arrows rushing to his feet. He had to burst open the strange birds with both hands.

But at this moment, a slight low-pitched sound suddenly sounded in his ear, then five copper rings appeared on his neck and limbs simultaneously. After suddenly tightening, he felt his powers scattered and could no longer be raised.

This time, Confucius was terrified.

He naturally raised 12 points of alert to that strangely disappearing copper ring ancient treasure. But it was too unexpected for him to put anything on it without a sign.

At one time, Confucianism's frightened soul flew out of the sky, and various escape tactics swept through the mind.

At this time, there was also a loud noise on the other side, the blue white gas interwoven together, the blue sword finally hit with the big imprint.

The glorious white gas easily overwhelmed the green light, and the giant sword supported a fracture in inches for just a moment.

Meanwhile, the other six rainbows hit the weird symbolic shield first come first served.

“Bang” and “bang” muffled sounds.

After the blue light flashed, the symbols resisted the six blue lights and did not let them break the shield.

Han Li shouted softly, a little surprised.

It seems that there is no Green Bamboo Cloud Sword to fight Evil Divine Thunder. It is true that due to the short training time, it does not have much power.

But without waiting for him to think, the black birds were already in front of him.

Without Confucianism's magic support, Yantai Fabao, after all, was connected to his mind, and his undiminished power drove these strange birds to attack.

Han Li snorted coldly, the basket of flowers in his hand rose brilliantly, and a great deal of white light came out of the basket, wrapping one of the nearest freaky birds around.

Seeing this scene, Confucianism was bloodless.

“Impossible, you have other treasures. Who the hell are you?” His face is unbelievable!

Normal monks are fortunate to have an ancient treasure in them. After all, as long as ancient treasures are born, most of them will fall into the hands of former infant brothers.

Ordinary Knightaman monks want to own ancient treasures, it's a big deal!

Han Li actually sacrificed two distinct treasures, copper rings and flower baskets. Why didn't this shock Confucianism?

But Han Li had no intention of answering anything, but threw the flower basket straight out.

Suddenly the white light flashed and the flower basket wrapped the big imprint from the face, allowing it to flip in the white light and struggle, but still unable to get away.

Then Han Li no longer hesitated to bounce the ten fingers in a row, more than ten blue swords fiercely ejected, the target is the Confucian who was locked to death by the five-row loop.

“No...” Confucius only came and screamed, his body was punctured by a dozen big holes, his body swayed a few times, and he died.

Poor one of them was locked in the five-line loop without half the work done, and even the means of full stomach could not be applied.

Han Li reached out and the five-line ring was re-transformed into a glow, automatically leaving the body and flying back into his hands.

At this moment, his eyes turned cold to the other side.

The big man is trying to retrieve his big imprint, but for a moment and a half, there is no chance of success. Six lanes of green light outside are constantly slamming their symbolic masks.

Now the big man can't help but tremble when he sees Confucianism so easily die!

When Han Li's attention shifted to him again, his body got cold.

He bit his teeth suddenly and flew away as a blue light. I don't even want the magic treasure of life that connects with his Numen.

This person is also decidedly abnormal!

Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly and the brass ring disappeared from his hand again instantly.

But the next moment, they are in the five colors of light and shine, and strange appearances appear above the head of the escaped man.

Then, in the unbelievable eyes of this man, the five copper rings looked at those inscriptions and appeared all over the body of the man.

Suddenly the blue light stopped "crunching” and the big man rolled straight over and fell down.

Han glanced and the cold light flashed. A blue light fell from the sky. After circling around the big man, he cut off his waist into several pieces.

As a result, the two Jidan brothers of the opposite star alliance were all damaged by Han Li's hand.

Next, Han Li searched out the storage bags on both of them with ease. After a brief look inside, he did not panic to put away.

The big imprint in the flower basket, with no master floating in the air Yantai Fabao, Han Li also did not have the courtesy to accept it.

“Taoist has been hiding here for so long. Shouldn't we get some air?” Han Li stood with his hands upside down in the air, bowing his head to the sea below him and saying softly.

His voice, though not loud, rang through all the seas nearby for miles.

A sea breeze swept through it and remained silent.

Han Li sighed lightly when he saw the view.

“Your Excellency hid beneath the sea, do you really want me to find Daoist?” Han Li's tone was slightly heavier and his breath was slightly worse.

“Daoist, slow down. I'll be right out.” It seems that because Han stood up and took refuge, the concealer finally lost his temper.

(Khan, looks like there's only one more today. We'll catch the code tomorrow. Let's all get some sleep! We stayed up for a few nights and we had to adjust.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)