A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Contrary to the mood of the gray and white clouds, Han Li's side was silent and suddenly covered with a faint black gas on his right arm.

These black gases tend to shrink and become denser. When it turned dark as ink, Han Li's face showed a solemn color.

The entire right arm began to expand rapidly, turning twice or three times thicker than it had been before, and the surface even revealed an eye-catching layer of blood, which appeared strange under the cover of black gas.

At this point, Han Li looked up and looked across the street.

The grey-white cloud is still roaring, skyrocketing, with an area of twenty or thirty feet in between. Han Li's eyes flashed brightly, suddenly spitting a “broken” word in his mouth.

The large arm suddenly contracted and then suddenly threw up.

A black red light sheet that lashes out of your palm. After stripping off, it was huge enough to be as wide as a number of lengths. Then the "Zla” sounded, and the light sheets brought out a long tail flash that instantly flew to the clouds.

Wen Tianren seemed to realize that it was not good, and the bronze ancient shield, wrapped around his head and giant sword, flashed brightly and blocked the cloud.

The lights stopped at nothing and looked like nothing had sliced past.

The copper shield clay is general, the silent part is divided into two parts, and the dust falls.

And in the cloud behind the shield, there was a groan, and then there was a black gap in the middle, and a moment later, the cloud was like a broken scroll, broken into two pieces.

And that giant piece of light, after cutting off the cloud mass and lashing out more than a dozen lengths, turned into a little bit of starlight and collapsed.

At this point, Wen Tianren's furious roar came from half the cloud.

“How dare you break my hands and feet? I want you to pay me back. ”

With this roar, the other half of the cloud fog suddenly disappeared, revealing a dry, half-cutting arm floating in the air.

Looking at the sleeve pattern attached to it, Hershey is the left hand of Wen Tianren.

The Great Robbery Act.

One of these scenes, Han's gaze shrank, and this rumored magic trick immediately appeared in his brain.

This technique is to practice a part of the limb as a double puppet beforehand. When there is an irresistible attack suddenly touching the body, you can let the limb take the place of the robbery. It's especially effective against curses.

But the top magic trick, it is said that only Yuan Baby Brothers are qualified to practice, and the other party has the ability to carry out this technique, which really surprised him.

As for the terrorist attack that was just carried out, Han Li chose one of the secrets of cultivation from the Xuanyin scripture, "The Shadow Chopped”.

This means and the "Blood Spirit Diamond” have the wonder of dissimilar work.

It is also the cultivation of a fraction of the body's seminal elements into a special and powerful being. When people struggle, they are released once and for all.

This "Shadow Slash” is used to determine the power of the practitioner as he cultivates it, how much of the concentrated essence he cultivates, and how long he cultivates it. Rumor has it that if you condense into the deep realm, you can even break through space and crush the void.

Of course, a one-time assault like this. Who would really spend so much effort on this. Han Li, just a small piece of concentrate.

After just two invalid attacks, Han Li has guessed that the other cloud group may have the odd effect of shifting displacement. That's why I carried out the cultivation of a small "demon chop”.

While this strike cannot be broken, it is enough to break the opponent's metamorphosis effect.

It did work when it hit me.

Avoid the robbery even if the other party has carried out a robbery law. But the damage to energy is certainly not insignificant, and the taste of the arm being chopped off, I'm afraid, is also unbearable.

Han Li was laughing.

A "bang” flew out of the cloud a golden light, floating the broken arm in the sky, rolling back.

Under Han Li, his face appeared strange, and he was thinking about the other party's intention. A tremendous wave roared from the clouds. The grey and white cloud fog swept away, revealing Wen Tianren's figure.

Han Li's eyes flashed cold and stared at the past.

Only Wen Tianren grabbed the broken arm with one hand and stared poisonously at him. Behind it, however, there are six tall phantoms. Or horns on the head, or squamous armor, horrible, spitting teeth, grey white magic wrapped around you. Just as the demons were born.

“Six-polar True Demon? ”

Han Li mumbled gloomy.

“Humph! I'll let you know in a minute, the six-polar holy prince is amazing. Although these are only illusions of the Six Holy Spirits, it's more than enough to deal with a knotted monk.” Wen Tianren snorted coldly and looked at her broken arm with a murderous face.

Ever since the Six Patriarchs were cultivated into Dasheng, they have never suffered such a great loss. Han Li's Phantom was so powerful that it shocked him and made him feel compelled to kill.

He suddenly pressed the residual arm towards the broken arm, and behind him a slim phantom with a double angle, a slim body, a mouth, sprayed a faint red mist and quickly wrapped his broken arm around it. After a moment, the fog dissipated itself, and the dry arm was completely full again, and he moved his lower finger, swinging gently twice, as if it were the original reply.

Han Li saw this, his face showed shock.

Wen Tianren put Han Li's expression into his eyes, his face flashed with sarcasm, then waved his hands suddenly, and the six phantoms behind him slowly grew a few points, their shakes appeared to be about to act.

Han Li lifted his hand without hesitation, gently pointing a finger over the other party's head.

Two giant blue swords hanging in the sky, the light flashed, slashed and fell, there was a great intention to cut each other into four pieces.

Wen Tianjin just stared cold at Han Li. He couldn't lift his head without looking. But in the illusion behind him, the tallest and most fierce looking one, flew up and grabbed two giant arms like lightning, one by one, caught two giant swords in his hand.

Han Li's face sank, his hands squeezed the law, and the giant sword suddenly grew green in the shadow hands, struggling desperately to jump.

But this tall phantom, his eyes flashed red, his hands suddenly joined, then the grey magic fire erupted from his mouth, wrapped the two flying swords inside it, and began to burn.

“Hey, hey! You think there's any chance you can take it back?” Wen Tianren saw the scene and looked up and laughed. Then he stopped hesitating to point a finger at Korea, and the remaining five fictitious shadows flashed and disappeared. The next moment, it appeared outside Han Li's shield.

Wen Tianren then revealed the appearance of a steady victory ticket, and was ready to drive the illusion to extinguish Han Li.

He is confident in the power of these six-polar real demons. I believe that if the six phantoms join forces against the enemy, it would be the original infant's early brothers, and I can't do anything about him.

Otherwise, this can illuminate the fictional "Six-Pole True Demon Gong”, and how can it be called the First Demon Gong of the Turbulent Sea?

At this moment, Han Li looked cold, hands raised, two rough bowls of gold arc, lasered out, and hit the two nearest phantoms at once.

An incredible scene emerged for Wen Tianren.

The two phantoms were in the thunderous sound, the figure faded, and the face instantly showed a painful expression, then the grey light flashed, then suddenly turned into nothing.

“Ah!” Wen Tianjin shocked, thinking that he had taken an eye out for it and could not believe what was before him.

Han Li's evil divine thunder has popped up again, two more rough gold arcs, blinking over the other two phantoms, the same “bursting" flash of extinction.

Wen Tianjin really reacted this time!

Deploring him, he hurriedly drank a loud shout, a glimmer of silver light coming out of his cuffs, while prompting the last phantom to rush back.

You know, these six-level real magic phantoms, though they were made by the spiritual energy of the neighborhood, were also doped with some of his own spiritual powers, and every time they were wiped out, they were made into hard-lives minus a slice. Although it can be practiced later. But now he's fighting the enemy, and he's losing a fortune.

But before that silver light flew to Han Li's side, there was another thunder on his head.

Wen Tianren's face suddenly changed and looked up hastily.

Another fiction in the sky was also turned into smoke, and two giant swords were jumping on a few tiny gold arcs, cutting them off without hesitation!

Wen Tianren's unintended red light flashed on his feet, and the sound of "shudder” turned into a red light and disappeared from the spot. The sword slashed into space.

The next moment, Wen Tianren appeared dozens of places outside, staring at Han Li with a blue face. And above his feet, sometime two more clusters of red flame, inside hidden blue light emitted.

But at that time, Han Li couldn't help pushing the flying sword to continue to hunt each other, because the silver luminous group emitted by Wen Tianren had turned into a silver giant clock, pulled down from the sky.

(Huh, stayed up for a few nights, a little tired. We're not staying up late tonight, that's all. I'm sorry, but there's nothing we can do. We're still a little reluctant on two chapters a day. Every few days, we have to relax, otherwise the body can't take it either. I hope you'll excuse me. After all, only a good body can keep the update steady. Let's hope everyone has a good dream!) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)