A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“That's what I've been asking my brother for years! ”

“I heard this brother owns the Sun Yang Fire Vessel, don't know if it's true or false? ”

“Isn't the famous Xixian family in our Xiguo! I'm afraid there's a lot of powerful magic tricks. ”

“Who's Han's younger brother? I don't think I've seen him before. Has he only started in recent years? ”

“This is Han Li's guy, he's going to get fucked up. How dare you meet such an adversary! ”

……

We have not yet begun to fight each other, and a string of voices of discussion, even though prohibited by the light mask, have clearly fallen into Hanri's ears.

“Tianyang Fire Vessel?” Han Li listened to this statement, the color slightly moved, quite interested to measure each other.

In addition to the handsome appearance, the cultivation is also good, around the twelfth floor of the Qi Refining Stage.

The young man in white across the street, seeing Han's appearance was not surprising and repaired to only about ten layers of Qi Qi period, the color of contempt in his eyes flashed, but he gave a gift to Han Li on the surface.

Han Li saw this, his mouth curled, his heart laughed coldly, and carelessly arched his hand

The young man in white saw this, and his face revealed his anger.

Then the lean monk on his head said lightly:

“Let the fight begin! ”

As soon as he heard the words, the young man in white burst out a tiny color on his face, his hands immediately pinched, the flash of fire flashed all over him, and a hot crystalline mask floated on him.

Then one raises his hand, one by five fingers, and a red bead floats in his hand, the size of an egg.

The spell of the array, coming from the mouth of the young man in white, was ready to provoke this instrument to attack Han Li.

Han Li looked at this set, and in a rare and familiar way, he couldn't help but feel silent.

And there was a lot of out-of-the-field shouting!

“Look, Ask your brother that it is the Tianyang Fire Vessel, you can instantly release the fire attribute shield without the need for a charm. ”

“What is this, the bead in his hand, like the famous fireball of the inquirer, now the kid across the street is going to lose. I don't know, we'll split our wins and losses in no time! ”

……

Han Li's color remained the same, his heart flashed with a hint of sarcasm, and he didn't panic and reached out. He drew a dozen thick tokens from the storage bag, which looked like three or forty pieces.

He looked up at each other, and the young man in white was looking at the trigger of God, ignoring his actions, seemed confident in his shield.

In that case, Han Li is no longer welcome. After rubbing your hands together, simultaneously flutter.

After a red light, thirty or forty fist-sized fireballs emerged from a bunch of bee-like lasers in their hands., straight across from the dense and numb blow away,

“Ah!” A lot of surprises went off the scene at the same time.

At this point, the waves of fire floating in the hands of the young man in white have begun to flame and will soon begin to drive the enemy. As he was delighted, he suddenly heard the out-of-the-field shouts. He couldn't help but look up strangely. The result was an astonishing situation in which dozens of fireballs hit his shield simultaneously.

A series of bursting sounds of "rumbling" flashed in front of the eyes, making the eyes of young people almost invisible.

The crystalline shield on his body, which lasted only a few seconds, broke apart in pain.

When you see a flame without burning, it will pour out and completely submerge.

The genius of the Tianyang Fire, though carefully cultivated by the elders of the family since childhood, has really experienced this line of life and death.

His face shouted blankly and he turned away in horror.

But at this critical moment, when the young man suddenly had a tight neck and a sudden rise in shape, he was directly mentioned in the air.

The fire swept under him, swarming past.

When the young man in white looked back in horror, it was the skinny monk who grabbed his collar with one hand.

“Han Li, Tianquan Peak, won.” Cold spitting in the mouth of a lean monk.

This person only realizes that he has already defeated, and is easily defeated by some of the lowest order fireball symbols.

Young people are so pale!

As for the other brothers watching, after shouting, they looked at each other individually.

You know, even the simplest elementary and lower order charms can be bought with a soul stone.

But this one actually threw out 30 or 40 pieces in one breath. This represents 30 or 40 spiritual stones, which are still lost in World War I.

This cannot be called luxury, and it cannot be overstated as a loser.

You know, a better lower order magic, that's the price.

Is it true that in order to win in the sect, this man will not hesitate to lose his family?

In the unusual eyes of other disciples of Fallen Cloud Sect, Han Li withered the skinny monk's slight gift before walking out of the mask without changing color.

As for the young man with the white surname, the hope of hatred turned to Han Li's shadow and his heart was full of dissatisfaction, but under the cold gaze of a lean monk, he could only leave helplessly.

Now that the first contest was over, Han Li returned to his place without thinking about watching the rest of the people fight.

The first round soon ended just two days later.

Many of these wonderful fights have led to many surrounding disciples of Fallen Cloud Sect, Jinjin Love Road.

Han Li beat his opponent with dozens of low-order firearms at a time, naturally leaving many people speechless, but also envious. They all naturally think that Han Li is a disciple of the big family, so that they can have such a big pen.

Overall, Han Li finally got to know him after the war, but he also gained some small fame.

In the second round, Han Stand appeared early, just on the afternoon of the first day, it was his turn.

When he reached the middle of the field as usual, some of the disciples around watched Han Li's last try and muttered softly.

“This Tianquan Peak guy threw dozens of strings out the other day to defeat his opponent. ”

“Really, fake? Doesn't it hurt that this guy doesn't look very eye-catching? ”

“Huh! We Xiguo don't seem to have the Great Cultivation Clan with the Han surname! Is it the other country that comes to this door? ”

……

Han Li listened to these words and looked at his opponent with a slight gaze.

A seventeen-year-old Qingxiu male apprentice.

The man was dressed in a blue shirt and had nothing but a storage bag at his waist.

Still in his naive face, he stared down at Han Li.

It seems that the voices of those outside are falling into each other's ears as well.

Han Li looked at his opponent, who seemed to have only been away from the teenager for a short time, with a slight frown, but immediately reached into the storage bag after a cold "start” sound.

Meanwhile, at the beginning of the competition, the young disciple across the street pushed his first two hands. After the white light flashed, the two bright ice cones lasered at Han Li, and then his body flashed blue, and his body pounded directly at Han Li like a wind.

Like Han Li, this man first used two ice cones to force Han Li to do nothing against him, then applied a light-hearted technique to himself, and he had to rush directly to Han Li.

Han Li suddenly smiled.

He didn't panic, and the two ice cones rubbed past him. Then he saw the other side rush to his face with joy. As soon as he raised his hand, there was a yellow light in his hand, but didn't wait for what was in his hand to unfold.

After Han stood blurred, he carried out a smoke walk to disappear from the spot without a trace.

At this time, the very young disciple swept into the sky and was shocked. The inexorable darkness in his hand was a silk mesh.

Not waiting for the young disciple, looking for Han Li's whereabouts. I noticed a sharp pain in my head, and then suddenly it was dark in front of me.

People fall to the ground, people don't know!

“Tianquan Peak Han Li, win!” The lean monk flashed with a hint of surprise in his eyes and announced calmly.

Han Li suddenly appeared behind the opponent, a gentle knife knife knocked him unconscious.

At this point, several monks hurried in immediately after checking the unconscious young disciple, the lean monks in the air slightly nodded, indicating that there was no major obstacle, and then lifted the man out of the field.

At this time, there was another disturbance.

“Did you see, this Tianquan Peak brother, what kind of spell did he use, how did he instantly appear behind his opponent? This is incredible. ”

“Idiot. What kind of spell is this? It's clearly the martial arts of the world. It's just so smart, I've never seen it before!” Some of the slightly experienced disciples of the Fallen Cloud Sect also recognize the history of Han Standing Law. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)