A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li saw the young woman show this expression, her face suddenly dimmed. After the cold flashed in her eyes, she raised her hand without saying anything, and the jade box splinter still pointed directly at the young woman.

Although he did not know why he was afraid of a token, since he was not a bad person, he would not be polite anymore.

When the young woman in black saw the scene, she became even more panicked and panicked. She had to stand up and hide without hesitation.

But this move obviously touched what restraint, she had just joined her body and was pulled back to her original position as soon as the red light flashed. Her face was full of pain.

By then, the jade box had been shot in front of the woman and a clear sound had been made, and the direction had changed, automatically flying over the young woman's head.

Then the golden symbol light on the box magnifies and flies out of the symbol countless golden symbols, falling gently onto the young woman.

“No!”

The young woman in black screamed in despair, and her beautiful face became incredibly distorted.

She then seemed reluctant to hold her hand and quickly lifted her one-armed arm to cover her face, while drooling her head desperately, as if she was reluctant to hide her face in her arms.

The rune finally landed on the shoulder of the young woman. As a result, the golden light flashes and a green cigarette flashes.

The young woman trembled, and a terrible strange cry came out of her mouth. The sound was sharp and not like a human voice at all.

Han Li's color changed dramatically. He couldn't help but retreat a few steps. After sweating slightly in his palm, one hand immediately fastened the bag of spiritual beasts filled with golden worms, the other grabbed the Golden Jade Ruyi ancient treasure, and looked at the stone platform with a heavy divine color, without a word.

More runes fall, green cigarettes roll around the young woman in black. A moment later, the entire stone platform was surrounded by smoke clusters, and besides the occasional flashes of gold, the shadow of the young woman could no longer be seen.

But the scream in the green mist did not stop for a moment, the sharp sound was high for a moment, and a moment was rough and mute, as if the ignorant male and female were constantly changing, making people hear the creeps.

Han Li looked at the darkness of his heart and licked the thickness of his lips while holding his breath.

Because with the emergence of this green smoke, there was a smell all over the house. He just inhaled one or two bites and immediately felt dizzy and disgusted.

These fumes are really poisonous.

At this point, from the smoke of the turquoise green, there was the sound of "whoop” and "whoop”.

When Han Li was down, he didn't know what the sound was. will hear a "whoop”.

A turquoise claw stretched out lightning from the fog, wrapped in silver refinement, and grabbed Han Li, who had retreated to the corner of the stone room. His arm stretched like a python, and as soon as he detected the length of several lengths, he directly caught Han Li's protective mask.

Han Li Yilin, the jade in his hand is tight, when the method is used to promote.

The silver chain on the ghost claw suddenly shrunk, and then Mars burst into turmoil, and the smell of scorching grew.

The painful low roar came out of the fog deeply, and the claws shrunk back.

Han Li's lips stared at the fog and his expression was gloomy and uncertain. He thought about it for a second, but took another two small steps backwards with a shady face, clinging to the walls of the green gold stone, and injected a lot of spiritual power into the jade.

The red and yellow gloss shield suddenly thickened a bit.

He felt a little relieved.

After a full cup of tea, the strange noise in the green mist subsided. And the light of the jade box gold charm gradually dimmed, and the falling symbol became very rare, very different from the beginning.

“Although it is possible to restrain this gold charm, it is not a ghost or a demon, but it seems to contain a limited amount of spiritual energy. We don't know if we can hold each other back when we run out of spiritual power.” Seeing this scene, Han Li thought.

Fortunately, Han Li's fears did not appear.

When the scream eventually disappeared and the dead air sank in the green mist, the light on the gold charm had not completely dissipated.

Han Li looked at the gold charm in the sky, did not immediately mean to approach it, but waited for another while, and waited until the light of the gold charm became convergent, and the jade box fell straight into the green mist before moving.

He waved his hand and temporarily put away the bag of spiritual beasts. The empty hand was squeezed and a low spell sounded.

A red light group the size of an egg appears instantly in front of you.

Looking at the light group, Han Li did not hesitate to gently finger, the light group “shrugged”, turned into a red light, and flew into the green mist and disappeared.

Afterwards, Han Li double-eyebrowed and threw up a “burst” word in his mouth.

“Bang!” a loud bang came out of the green mist.

The fog was as swept away by the wind as it was blown away without a trace, while the whole cabin was filled with a hot breath.

Dealing with these evil gas poison fogs is certainly the most effective method of fire attribute.

The hot wind fluttered, Han standing still in place, but the light flashed in his eyes, staring closely at the stone table where the fog scattered.

At first glance, his heart burst and swallowed a sip, some cold.

There was a human figure on the stone table, lying motionless, unaware of life and death.

It's just that it's a human thing, because it looks like a human being, but it's covered in dense and numb rough green hair, and it smells like a thick corpse, and it's coming out of you.

Though it is not yet clear what this thing looks like, it can never be human.

And like the young woman in black who just disguised herself, it has only one arm. And the claw with the dark fingernails is obviously the ghost claw that just attacked Korea.

Han Li noticed that now the monster is wrapped in thin silver chains, which are not only tied to his hands and feet, but most of them pass through holes in the back of his chest, trapping him completely.

Han Li did not think of the flying swords on his fingers, but suddenly more than a dozen flights of blue flashes flew past him, even when the monster was cut apart.

As a result, "Boom Boom Boom” sounded low, and the green haired monster was safe and sound.

Han Li grinned, revealing a slight bitter smile, but he was not surprised.

After all, watching this monster so solemnly imprisoned here must be an extraordinary character. He would have been surprised if the real one had beheaded each other.

At this time, Han Li waved at the people's flying sword and retracted these magic treasures. At the same time, he took a few steps forward and shook his big sleeve gently at the green-haired monster.

Suddenly a piece of Qingxia flew out of Han Li's sleeve, gently rolled the monster's body, and then dropped it silently, revealing the true face of Lushan.

A skin-wrapped bone, a dead grey look like a skull, appeared in front of Han Li's eyes. In half its large mouth, a pair of huge fangs revealed a slightly longer inch, which looked terrifying.

“Is this it?” Han Li looked at the green hair around the monster and looked at its face. He felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it in the book.

He suddenly lowered his head and thought.

“Corpse Row”

A moment later, Han Li suddenly raised his head and shouted the monster's name out of fear. At the same time, the mind rapidly recalls the horrible rumours that this murderous spirit was famous during the brutal period.

The "corpse" is a kind of zombie. But it's very different from the walkers the monks cultivated, and the ordinary zombies buried deep underground.

The conditions under which they can form are extremely demanding.

Though no one knows yet, this murderer formed a complete method. But for a corpse to evolve into a corpse, two conditions must exist.

First, at least before the corpse sounds, it is impossible for a former infant monk, a mortal and a minor monk to turn into a corpse after death. Second, the monk must have the roots of wood or earth, but also the roots of heaven. Otherwise, there is no chance of a spiritual resurrection with the help of stone trees.

In addition to this, there is another condition that must be fulfilled for the formation of corpses, namely that these monks must die with utter resentment. This is why the soul after death does not want to return and stay on top of the corpse.

After a long time, coupled with other coincidences, the soul was able to reintegrate with the corpse and refine it, forming a monster like the corpse.

This monster can be said to be half-human, half-human, half-human.

Because not only is it devoid of demons and zombies fearing the fatal weakness of the power of sunshine, but it also has most of the memories of life and is born to practise the power of life. And died of resentment. Naturally, these killers are not vegetarian, they are almost homophobic. After killing a monk, he particularly likes to hold the monk's soul in his own stomach and slowly torture him for pleasure.

This monster, it can be said, was a long time ago in the world of fixing fairies, and everyone talks about things that change color. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)