A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Just as the old man Mu was shocked in his heart, Han stood looking at the black mountain peak and his face revealed a touch of emotion.

Such a strange and amazing treasure, at first glance, is not refined by the elderly, and is mostly some kind of amazing ancient treasure left over from the ancient monks.

With the power of this treasure, Han Li believes that the late monks of Yuan Bao are hard hit by this mountain peak and will never be safe.

As long as it hits, it's almost a means of deciding what to do.

If he can get it in his hand, he can immediately compensate for his own lack of attack power.

Besides, he was also interested in the old man's windmill.

In this way, Han gazed at the elderly, and the color of the god gradually became cold, and the deep eyes showed a sharp intent to kill.

Though he did not have many fights, he was confident that he had gained an approximate understanding of each other's kung fu.

I don't know if it's bad luck. The methods of cultivation and the psychics used by the elderly are, after all, ice properties. And that doesn't pose much of a threat to him for absorbing dry blue ice flames. So many ice prisms just came in, they were melted with dry blue ice flames, easily invisible.

And this shifting Black Mountain Peak should be the most powerful treasure of the other side. But under the thunder of the wind thunder, he couldn't take it at all.

So it is not impossible to destroy each other.

Han Lixin decided not to hesitate.

He shook the ice flower with one hand. After the blue light flashed, the ice flower quickly deformed and dissolved, turning into an egg size blue flame, floating at the palm of the hand, leaking a strange smell.

Han Li's other hand flushed the giant sword and silver clock simultaneously, then the thunder sounded behind him, and his wings twitched, and his figure instantly disappeared. When the next moment reappeared, he, holding the blue flame in his hand, had approached the hundreds of elderly people.

And the sword and the silver clock have magnified, turning into silver, blue and light, and flying toward the elderly.

Among them, the giant sword suddenly disintegrates along the way, turning into hundreds of feet of sword, laying down the sky and landing, trapped the elderly in the swarm of swords.

The green light flashed and the sword struck the old man's protective screen hard.

And the silver bell emitted silver sound waves one after the other, flushing the light down and shaking.

The old man was somewhat surprised by this series of attacks, but was not panicked. In addition to injecting a lot of spiritual energy into the jewels on his head to make the surrounding light more concentrated, he single-handedly flickered with blue spiritual flashes and then detached.

After a spin, the spiritual light turned into a crystalline ice shield several feet in size on all sides, compact and sophisticated, slowly rotating, protecting the elderly.

With the protection of these ice shields, the old man felt safe, and the other hand immediately rushed away to the Black Mountain Peak and turned it into a black rainbow and lasered back.

Of course, he was equally scared of Han Li's instantaneous movement. His eyes were shining brightly. He kept looking around, afraid that Han Li would suddenly appear nearby and sneak up on him.

You are truly an infant magician, and you have a lot of experience with your enemies.

When the roar sounded again, Han Li floated in the electric light to the side of the elderly more than ten husbands, and with a single hand, dense and numb large pieces of blue wire sprayed out of his hand, exactly the sharp “blue needle” charm.

At such a short distance, the old man Mu did not have time to react. The countless green silk pierced the blue screen and directly hit the four ice shields.

The "crackling" rain shoots down the leaves, the blue silk shoots over the ice shield, the white light rises, and instantly condenses into a clean white crystalline ice needle, falling.

The elderly Mu surname saw the situation, first surprised, then laughed, a mouth, a blue light column sprayed out of the mouth, the diameter lasered towards Han Li, close by.

The result is naturally Han Li's silver flash, once again without trace.

But just this delay, the Black Peak flew back to the top of the old man's head and pressed him black, not surprisingly.

And the old man never hesitated to beat it.

Suddenly, the mountain trembled slightly, suddenly releasing a large, dark glow from the bottom, centered on the elderly, covering hundreds of green swordlights and silver giant clocks simultaneously.

These treasures, which were originally attacked with joy, immediately turned between twists, appeared obscure and dull, greatly diminishing in power.

The old man's original violently shaken light curtain calmed down.

The old man sees this scene and is very comfortable in his heart.

Then he flickered with one hand, the white light flashed, the original stashed windmill reappeared in the palm of his hand, gently tossed, the car headed for the wind longer, and momentarily recovered its original size. Fall aside.

Somehow, since the ice flowers in each other's hands turned into a small group of blue flames, the Mu elderly hid a bad omen. When Han Li's back wind and thunder wings appeared, he finally felt that he could not do anything, and decided to withdraw from it and leave it alone.

Now at first sight the royal windmill excited success, the old man immediately turned into a long rainbow. After a few flashes, he rushed out of the blockage of the swords and directly fell towards the royal windmill.

It's fast and almost blinks.

The old man appeared safely in the royal windmill.

He was loose in his heart, trying to put away the jewels and the black mountain peaks, but suddenly a thunderbolt came from the side of the windmill.

The arc burst underneath and Han Standing Shadow suddenly appeared there.

“Ah"

The old man was surprised. When he raised his hand for action, Han Li suddenly looked into his arm, and a palm wrapped in dry blue ice flame pulled together the five fingers, lightning plunged into the old man.

The old man was frightened, but his body floated with an ice shield, a psychic automatic guardian, white light flashed behind the old man, his palms cut over the ice shield.

The old man Mu's face showed a little joy when he saw this.

The other party attacked his “Crystal Ice Shield” empty-handed, didn't you find yourself dead!

I'm sure the next moment, the other arm will be sealed with extremely cold air.

“Bang” sounds boring and white and blue lights illuminate simultaneously.

The old man felt nothing but a flower in front of him and a cold chest. His palms, wrapped in blue flame, pressed against his chest like a ghost. The movement is incredibly gentle.

The old man's heart was horrified, he had not yet shouted, and listened to the "zla” sound. Weird blue ice quickly spread from where Han Li's five fingers were pressed. Between breathing and breathing, most of his body was covered with strange ice, and the whole person's eyes were instantly sealed with ice.

The elderly, fearful of helplessness, hastily mobilized hundreds of years of painstakingly repaired flames of Danyang, the only intact head immediately released a glittering white light, at the neck of the resistance to the spread of the ice seal, which was temporarily frozen with blue ice.

Han Li saw this, but sneered, and his other empty palm swung.

A green sword appeared in the sky and slashed it hard on the old man's head.

White flashes trembled and blue ice dominated the wind, invading the small half of the head and sealing the nostrils of the old man's mouth inside.

The old Mu man saw this, only half his face showed despair, but then his eyes flashed harshly, and the heavenly lid sounded loud.

“Pfft," a former infant with the same face as the old man, floated over his head.

Han Li's face sank and he couldn't even think of a mouth. A gold arc slammed towards Yuan Baby.

But once the old man Yuan Baby knew the trick, there was no delay at all. The horse glittered together and disappeared instantly. Golden arc shot into the space.

And when Han Liquor stared down, the yuan baby finally appeared outside the hundred, and then the blue light came back up and disappeared.

This time, the blue jewel that had stayed in place disappeared after a tremor.

When it reappeared, the jewels were already in the arms of the elderly Yuan Baby Bag.

Yuan Bao glanced at Han Li with an extremely poisonous look. His body appeared blind without saying anything. He soon turned into a light point and reached the edge of the sky.

Then it stopped using transient, direct defensive jewellery, flying through the sky, soon without trace.

Han Li coldly watched the other party's Yuan Baby flee hiding, single-handedly carrying the old man's flesh, did not move a step in place.

His wind, thunderwing, is also a transient thunderbolt technique, but one can escape, one can chase, there is no way to take each other. Therefore, if the other Yuan Baby doesn't have to kill a single hit, he doesn't have to do it a second time.

Nowadays, when Han Li saw the elderly Yuan Baby fleeing without a trace, he shivered with one hand without expression. The ice sealed the elderly body in his hand immediately broke into pieces and turned into a blue crystalline light in the sky, drifting with dust! (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)