A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The body of the snow sculpture, naturally shattered into countless pieces with those ice chips.

The woman in green shirt who had just arrived from the light wind looked at the scene, but then smiled coldly. She stepped on the white lotus group and suddenly the lotus blossom burst into a wind, blowing away the fog nearby.

Han Li's eyes narrow, staring at each other's unfair delicate face, calmly asked:

“Don't you care if the treasure is destroyed? I still think Daoyou can't destroy this treasure at all because I'm making a move.” After saying this, Han Li accidentally scattered into the air and looked at the strange blue ice chips twice more.

“What do you think?” The green shirt woman replied faintly, then fingered Korean standing.

Suddenly, Han stood on his side of the crushed ice, while the light flashed and countless white lights emerged from the ice chips.

Han stood, but immediately raised his hand, and a piece of Qingxia blew out his hand and swept away towards these lights.

The voices of “Puffy” joined together, and as soon as the white light detached from the blue ice, it turned into a flock towards the women's side for milky white spiritual light.

After the blue roll, nothing was gained.

Han Li saw that he didn't get a shot, and when his face went down, he stopped doing nothing for nothing. Just looking across the street.

Those spirits poured into the woman's body, and immediately gathered together, and in the blink of an eye condensed into a white light group the size of a skull.

Green shirt women faintly colored, one law strikes at it.

The glittering white light flashed and a sound of carving came out of the light immediately. Then the deformation of the light mass stretched, and the snow-colored giant sculpture was revived in Han's eyes.

Han Li saw this, his eyebrows wrinkled, but then noticed that the sculpture was not as spiritual as it had been at first, but rather appeared to be somewhat sluggish.

Now Han Li reveals a thoughtful expression...

Looks like the act of killing this apparatus just now is not ineffective. This sculpture is not immortal, and it is believed that just a few more kills will suffice to disperse its smoke cloud.

The young girl saw that White Carving looked somewhat weak and waved without saying a word.

Suddenly the snow carved wings rushed to the sky, rolled in the air, turned into the white ribbon and drifted down.

She fell on this woman and disappeared.

“You suddenly stood still and tried to provoke me by smashing my treasure apparatus. Looks like there's got to be some kind of backhand here.” The woman stroked the lamp, brushed her hair on her shoulders and asked indifferently.

After listening to this, Han Li was a little surprised, but after a moment of silence, his eyes flashed and said:

“Since Daoyou knew and would come after him, he seemed confident that the treasure was in his hands. I wonder if I can teach this lamp. This is the first time I've heard of the ancient treasure of lights. ”

After saying this, Han Li's eyes didn't blink at the woman's face.

“No. Let's just be a fool and get on with it!” The woman's jade looked heavy and said with no politeness.

Then a sandalwood mouth, a group of baby fires erupted from the mouth and sprayed onto a one-handed copper lamp.

A little green and bright light, Xu Xu lights up on the lamp.

Han Li sighed and flipped his hands.

A green flag and a red and blue palette were already ready and floated in hand.

With a deep look at the opposite woman, Han Li first took the flag to the altitude for a feast, and quickly pinched a method to strike it, and the low spell came out.

After a flash of flag light, it burst instantly, a green mist appeared in the sky, spread over the sky dozens of lengths.

A wind swept through the clouds, and the fog clump suddenly turned into a green fog of more than 10 lengths, leaning down and pounding hard on the woman.

Meanwhile, the palm of Han Li's other palm also emits a bright red and blue light. Throw it under your feet and instantly turn it into a white mist, where it disappeared.

Immediately, the misty sea on all sides swept and swept and swept towards the woman in the green shirt.

Han Li himself swayed his big sleeve, a small silver bell swept up the wind, turning into a giant bell and buzzing loudly. Silver sonic waves were emitted, and Han stood up to push the green shirt over the woman's head.

Since the woman cannot be approached, use the bell of the silver clock for an intangible attack. That might work.

Of course, in the face of the unpredictable white lotus flower of the Green Shirt woman, and the ancient treasure of the unknown copper lamp in her hand, Han Li's true killer, not these.

Instead, the silver moon had been quietly hidden beneath the ground, using earthwork.

At this moment, the silver moon has quietly expanded its purple pockets, placing the woman at the centre of its feet.

When this woman is slightly neglected, she is fatally struck.

Although the Green Shirt woman did not know that there were still hidden ambushes beneath her feet, all the restraints and attacks that Han Li had launched were ignored, but her head looked down at the glittering, faint light on her hand, and her mouth was filled with an unknown sneer.

She did not panic and lifted her bare hands. With two jade fingers, she cleverly pinched the green light. A pea-sized light floated between her fingers and was cleverly pinched.

At this time, the fog in the sky, the red and blue wire on all sides, a slice of silver wave, almost simultaneously attacked its vicinity.

The woman was not worried about the colour at all, but a jade foot gently underneath the white lotus. Suddenly white lotus white light flashed, quickly spinning and dancing, white lotus valve gradually contracted, instantly protecting this woman from the storm.

It is forbidden for the naturalized green fog to first fall in front of the light screen, its unsolicited mouth, a green fog column rolling out, hit the white light screen.

As a result, the lotus valve in the light screen gently swept away, and the smoke that was struck dissipated.

The blue-red filament then attacked, but refused to do so as well. Only the sound waves do not seem to be blocked by the white lotus valve, but they do not go directly into it. As for the effect, it is impossible to judge.

Han Li saw the scene with no politeness in his hand.

Instead of jumping on the blue-red filament, the cross tangles formed a large net, which covered the white lotus and put the bag on one layer after another for a moment. The fog also rolled in the air, turning into a large green fog and submerging the white lotus filament.

As for the silver clock, it also flew over the White Lotus, and under the full urging of Han Li, the silver wave suddenly grew by another three points, one wave after the other through the prohibition, directly attacking the green shirt woman inside.

For a while, it was as if the green woman in White Lotus had been banned.

Han Li saw this, his face was not happy, but his eyebrows locked tightly.

As if to confirm that Han's fears were not hollow wind, they were tightly contracted, only white lotus flowers the size of a stronghold, no sign of them blooming again.

A white lotus valve is like a sharp blade, just a few laps, just outside the green mist filament, the cut separation is broken.

Han Li saw this, his face was dark and cloudy.

The green shirt woman Ting Ting Yu stood in the center of the white lotus, with no sadness on her face. One hand held the copper lamp, the other held the seemingly ordinary blue light flower, looked cold at Han Standing, suddenly his eyes fell at the top of his head, buzzing silver giant clock.

It's releasing silver waves that just put this woman under it.

Her eyes flashed cold and suddenly she raised her hand and sent the blue light flower to the small mouth, blowing gently.

“Pfft," the lights trembled slightly and vanished from the palm of the woman's hand.

The next moment, the silver giant bell merchant in the sky, empty-handed by this blue light ball, was weirdly covered in it.

The woman saw this, reading words in her mouth, and the surface of the silver clock ignited with an unknown blue demon flame.

Silver bells wailed and a gleaming silver flash tried to resist for a moment. But instantly, the silver clock melted and deformed into silver juice in the flame.

The blue mask is then broken by itself and vanishes without trace.

Han Li's face turned slightly white when he saw this ancient treasure destroyed.

At this point, the women's green shirt stretched out and skillfully removed a blue light flower from the copper lamp. Then he looked at Han with no good intentions.

Han Li's heart did not scream well, and the wind thundered behind him, and the thunder rang, disappearing from the spot between eyes.

The woman didn't care about the situation, she still pinched the blue light in front of her mouth, a cherry lip, when she needed to exhale spiritual energy.

At this point, the woman flashed purple under her feet, a large purple net more than ten lengths in size, and emerged flashing from bottom to top.

Just as the woman stood still, in a woman's slight laugh. The purple net thunder could not have covered the woman in her ear.

“Since Daoyou enjoys playing with fire so much, why don't you taste the true flame of my ‘purple pocket’?” A beautiful young woman, after the yellow light flashed, emerged from the nearby ground with a laugh. But there was no hesitation in his hands, his hands flashed, and one law struck the purple net.

The light flame on the purple net flashed, a layer of strange blue and white flame, all over the purple net, even several blue and white flame snakes appeared in the net, brutally pounding on the women in the white lotus.

blue-white flame, the white lotus in the net was submerged in it.

At this time, Han Li also emerged more than ten husbands away from the women in green shirts. See the situation, happy face.

He immediately threw his sleeves and 72 dozen bluebamboo cloud swords flying from his body, the number of ways to strike out.

After a dragon barked at high altitude, the flying sword gathered in the middle and turned into a giant sword measuring six or seven lengths in the green light.

Under Han Lixin's readings, the thunder sounded loud, and the rough gold arc ejected from the surface of this sword. The gold arc wrapped around it and turned into a thunderous sword.

But Han Li refused to stop, suddenly breathing, spitting in his mouth, a dry blue ice flame sprayed out of his mouth, just above the giant sword.

Immediately, in addition to the seemingly astonishing arc, the sword immediately came out of a pale blue flame.

Han Li eyes flashed a cold light and punched a finger at this sword.

The sword trembled and turned into a green rainbow headed straight for the white lotus in the purple net.

At this point, the woman in the green shirt, covered in purple pockets, finally recovered.

Angry as she was, she suddenly put the blue light in her hand over her head for a feast. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)