A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Poison Poison Poison"

Han Li shouted in his heart, revealing a rare fear on his face.

This demon beast is bright red in color and has a hundred shapes. Almost identical to the ink that Han Li had seen before, it is a genuine dragon, and it is also the poison of the famous Hercules in the class.

From the hidden essence of the spiritual light flowing on its bright red scales, it is definitely a genuine Lv8 demon beast.

Han Li had seen the unnamed pressure exerted on him by this demonic beast, but only on those yuan old monsters.

A few species of heavenly and earth spiritual beasts have been retained since ancient times. Such demonic beasts practice much faster than ordinary demonic beasts. Once cultivated, they are far more powerful than their peer demons. Even out-of-step extermination of hostile purebred species is not possible.

If it is true in the scriptures, this poison beast is a Grade 8 demon beast, but it is a hard spelling Grade 9 demon beast will not fall into the wind.

How can this make Han Li disappear?

Han Li almost immediately began to think of walking away, but at last he did not dare to act rationally.

Now there are two more rays of light flying towards this place, seemingly ill-intentioned, fleeing while in chaos, which is better than leaking their whereabouts in the act of venture.

Even so, however, Han Li quietly covered his bloody cape with a slight wave of both hands, and the five-row ring and flower basket appeared quietly in his hand.

Han Li, this is a little more reassuring!

By then, the poison had stopped hissing, twisting his big head, glancing at the giant tortoise that was still struggling with lightning, flashing a hint of color in his eyes.

But then a deterrent blue light emitted from the body, and the enormous body shape shrunk and deformed in the light.

A moment later, a human dragon the size of an ordinary man appeared in its place.

The head is still stubborn and unchanged, but the body and limbs have become human beings, and the bright red scales are spread all over the body and down, with a large tail left behind; swinging back and forth.

Han Li was horrified to see this dragon-shaped scene.

The human figure poison stood on the wave empty-handed like this, but his body didn't shake for a moment.

However, after becoming a human form, the poisonous green eyes accidentally glanced in the invisible direction of Han Li, the yin cold meaning in his eyes, suddenly let Han Litong body cool, holding the palms of the two ancient treasures cold sweat.

Fortunately, at this point, the golden light in the distance and the Red Summer in the other part of the country flew as close as they could.

The poison immediately stopped ignoring Han Li and looked coldly at the three people who appeared in the air.

In the golden light is an elderly Taoist with a fairy wind, carrying a sword in his back, holding a dust in his hand, wearing a golden gorgeous gorgeous gown, his hand twisting his beard measured the poison of the human figure, the shock of his face. But in surprise, there was also a glimmer of greed in his eyes.

Standing not far from Taoists, however, are a pair of similarly-looking middle-aged men, with a zombie-like iron and blue face, and flaming robes, all of which are generally the same. The only difference is one carrying a huge red gourd and one holding a ghost stick that is a lot taller.

They glanced at the giant turtle and poison beneath them and looked at the Taoist opposite them without a word of expression.

The old ways of the three are the early cultivation of the Yuan Baby, but the two middle-aged people are only at the level of the late Knightling period. But what surprised Han Li was that the two middle-aged men in red robes were in full mood in front of the drug lord and Yuan Baby Path, and did not show half the fear.

“Hey, hey! I didn't expect to meet two Hodo friends. How disrespectful!” The old Taoist eyes moved a few times and suddenly smiled at the two Red Robes.

“Nor did we expect to meet Senior Jin Xia here, who wanted to hunt down the two demonic beasts below. If that's the case, my two brothers will leave it to the seniors.” The man in the red robe carrying the gourd smoked his face and preached in the same colour.

Old Dao was depressed when he heard this.

The poisonous beast below can be equivalent to the presence of a Level 9 demon beast, who is no longer arrogant enough to think that he can take it alone.

If it weren't for his bullying skills, he wouldn't even dare do this!

So the old way frowned a few times and simply coughed a few times, and said directly:

“The two Daoists joked. One man in the alley is no match for the poison below. Likewise, these two Daoists will not die even in the sand of the heavens. If we join forces, there is little chance of that. I wonder if you two Daoists would be interested in a try? Grade 8 demon beasts have not been encountered in years. If you are lucky enough to succeed, don't level 8 demon dan, but this dragon's soul must be extracted by the alley.” Taoist Kim stared at the two Red Robes and said slowly.

The old saying seems to have been unexpected by two Red Robes. But they looked at each other, not knowing how to communicate, and the middle-aged man with the ghost cane nodded briefly:

“Okay! Now that the seniors have said so, that's the deal. If the two younger generations don't want to let go of this opportunity, let go of the spelling!” As soon as he had said this, the other hand flipped over and the red gourd behind him somehow reached his hand.

And Old Dao suddenly overjoyed when he raised his hand, a green jade ring sprayed out of his cuff, and the wind rose and buzzed.

The next thing I know, I've been staring cold at the poisons of the three of them, and I seem to understand their words.

After a sharp flash of color, a big mouth without a word, a blood straight to the old road flashed away, and his own shadow, disappeared from the sea.

The next moment, the poison flashed behind the two red robes, hands lifted, ten fingers blue light flashed hard inserted.

A loud bang sounded and a giant blue hand blocked the blow.

The ghost cane of the Red Robe Brothers was automatically turned into a tall evil devil and saved them.

Even so, it scared the Huo brothers.

The original dead face revealed an astonishing appearance.

But at the same time, they gently sacrificed the red gourd. After a phoenix sounded, countless red crystalline sand poured out of the gourd, turning the circle of more than 100 feet into a world of fire and red, trapped the poison inside.

The blood emitted by the poison on the other side, like a living creature, intertwined with the jade rings emitted by the old ways.

Look at that old Jin Xia Dao with a heavy face, and don't dare to let the blood near you at all. You can see that the blood light is just as small.

The drug was forced to be one against three, apparently delaying the tortoise's passage.

Likewise, Old Dao and the two Red Robes, too, feared that the poison would fly away, also enjoyed consuming the demon's powers a little, then suddenly hit the hot hand. As for the giant tortoise, even after the ferry was over, it was not enough to be afraid.

As a result, the three men in high altitude fought together, and the tortoise ferry below reached the key point, landing no longer as a lightning bolt, but as a group of silver thunderballs began to fall. The tortoise that struck him shivered and shouted loudly.

Seeing this situation, Han Li on one side of the hidden side was delighted.

Naturally, he will not have any foolish idea of fisherman's profit. He is not able to intervene in a certain level of struggle. The final winner, whether demon or human, is absolutely more than enough to clean up his early brother-in-law.

Now that he had a chance to escape, he hastily injected his full body of magic into the bloody cape, instantly turning into a ray of blood.

Han Li's astonishing glow also scared the three people in the fight, but then ignored it.

Because the speed of the blood light, though extremely fast, also showed them at first glance that Han's repair was shallow. An early Knightaman monk, really insignificant to them.

Fearing that the cave would be discovered by these monsters and monks, Hanri's blood did not fly into the fog, but fled in a different direction.

With the incredible speed of the bloody cloak, Han Li escaped thousands of miles in one breath.

There was nothing to catch up on, so I felt relaxed. Rest assured with the normal glow and continue to fly forward.

Han Li found a deserted island and stopped for half a day.

After several days of delay in nearby waters, it is estimated that the war over there should be over before Han Li flies back carefully.

It is true that the neighborhood of Misty Sea has been calm and calm, demonic beasts, monks and heavenly thunder have all disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Han stood slightly on the nearby sea surface, suddenly slowly releasing his mind, and began to sweep the nearby sea.

Suddenly his heart moved and the blue light flashed, and man sinked into the sea.

After a meal of kung fu, Han Li flew out of the sea with one thing in each hand. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)