A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The five-colour curtain condensed by the Brother is obviously a special restraint of the psychic technique. After the seemingly astonishing attack, the colour curtain does not shake.

Dragonfly sees here and shows a glimmer of happiness on his face.

More than a thousand of these flying monks, all well-trained elite disciples of the Nine Kingdoms, will be able to masterfully arrange this law.

After seeing its power, Wei Wuwei did not exaggerate.

The lean old man saw that his attack did not work and his face looked a little hard. However, the attack was ordered again without any hesitation.

In the spell of Camp Francis, this time it was no longer a simple fireball and ice gun, but a raven and a crystalline python that slowly began to form in the air.

Naturally, it takes longer than the first attack.

At this time, a group of green shirt monks flew out of the shield in a slight disturbance in the opposite monks' camp.

At the same time, they took off the bag of spiritual beasts between their waists and went to the altitude festival. Spiritual beast bags face down, spraying a colorful glow, flying out of the glow dozens of demonic beasts of different shapes.

The first three, especially extraordinary.

A raw dragon horn with a scaly, white shine, is a rare dragon horse beast. The other spitting wind was a two-headed demon lion with green hair.

The last one is even scarier. It's all red and red. It's a huge poison scorpion five or six lengths long. The scorpion behind it hooks up with black hair and purple. If you look at it, it won't be cold!

These demonic beasts are precisely a group of powerful spiritual beasts carefully raised by the Sovereign Sovereign Sect. Immediately after being released, under the leadership of three demonic beasts, he confronted the immense beast that had been attacked opposite him and the phantom beast that had been prompted by the magic of the magician.

A time of demonic wind formation, the beasts fought together.

Although only three leading spiritual beasts can each struggle alone to haunt a barbarian giant beast, the good news is that there are many remaining spiritual beasts, and how long they have been trained, they have stopped the giant beast from advancing even slightly.

As the demon beast flew out, thousands of monks also rose, divided into five teams directly across the street, and sacrificed their magic instruments along the way, spraying attacks like rain into the magician camp.

The magic of this gathering is obviously more fierce than the last time, and they will not wait for the other party to finish the practice.

Dense hemp apparatus is like a shocking wave, constantly hitting the Mulan's protective battle.

The lean old man's face sank, after a cold hum, a large number of magicians flew out as well, the two sides instantly fought together in the high altitude between them, and the psychic arts, magic instruments, and pharmacopoeia were interwoven into countless streams of fluorescence.

After a slight confrontation, hundreds of people's shield instruments were destroyed by each other, and the body burst open and fell from the sky.

It's a terrible abnormality!

But with a little delay, the magic attacks of the Magistrate's camp were ready.

Dozens of fire crows and ice pythons, as if they were alive, lashed out at the army of monks opposite.

But this time, the Brotherhood Army was equally prepared, not waiting for these attacks to fall, and countless magic tools rushed to the sky, knocking out most of the raven python at once.

The few fish left that missed the net were all blocked by the five-color screen. Although the light shifted a few times, it did not pose a real threat.

But Dragonfly saw this and frowned.

It appears that the Alliance of Nine defensive laws, despite their strength, are not able to completely block the more powerful sorcery attacks.

So he took a deep breath and coldly commanded him to continue.

With a five-coloured curtain, the Brothers' army began to lean slowly towards the Fascist camp opposite.

At the same time, the monks sacrificed their magic treasures, turning them into all kinds of spiritual light floating in the air or covering their entire bodies. And with all sorts of spells sounding, these magic magic magic tools are more powerful and ready to strike.

The elderly in the magician camp saw this, and the cold light flashed in their eyes, knowing that the other party had taken the risk to attack, they did not want to give them any more time to carry out the spellwork. Depending on the circumstances, they do not have time for the next round of attacks.

After the same order, the Fascist army slowly moved across the street, wearing a huge mask.

Distances between the two sides have become sharply shorter.

When there are only a hundred lengths left on both sides, and even a clear view of the opposite enemy's face is hidden, the "Poop” seven-sound leads the way out of the Brotherhood queue.

Seven white jade charms were sacrificed by seven elderly mingling sects.

As soon as the jade charm came off, it turned into seven white rainbows flying over the army of magicians. It circled at dozens of heights, revealing its original shape.

And the thunderbolts of the heavens and the earth, shrinking and rising, suddenly came out of the jade.

Then seven jade charms broke apart, and seven eye-catching white bulbs emerged.

And then dramatically increased.

In the blink of an eye, it turns into a great presence like a sun.

Seven rounds of white pride, more than ten lengths in diameter, floated brightly over the army of the Brothers.

In this scene, there are some astonishing people who can't help but look up and look at their faces.

“Bad! It's an ancient charm! ”

Skinny old people, who were so desperate, were terrified at first sight of the situation.

But without waiting for him to do anything, seven rounds of proud sun burst apart.

It's over the magician, instantly it's filled with white arcs, turned into seven giant grids down to cover.

His brothers seemed to be reminded that countless flowers, green flowers, sparkling brightness of all colors, were thrown out.

At this point, the rumbling thunder sounded in a white light.

……

“Looks like there's a lot of fun out there!” Han muttered to himself.

At this time, he stared at the red cover wall in front of him with his hands upside down, and his face could not see the panic of being trapped.

Ever since we learned that the magicians had trapped them, the slightest fear in Han Li's mind had disappeared.

While the Mullans used this technique to make sure they were confident in the shield, Han Li was more confident in breaking the ban.

But when to go out and by what means to break the shield is a careful matter.

The sooner we get out, the better.

While Han Li was willing to help Tianan fight the Mulan, he likewise did not want to be the cannon ash and died in chaos when he started fighting.

After all, it's not a one-on-one fight, it's just a matter of dealing with one opponent.

In the unlikely event that, at the outset, he is simultaneously targeted by several former infant monks or attacked at the same time by scores of hundreds of magicians, even if he is in a state of thunder, it is extremely dangerous.

Only when the initial chaos has been avoided and most high-ranking brothers and magistrates have fought will it be safer to go out. The likelihood of being besieged will be considerably reduced.

Of course, Han Li had other ways of avoiding the start of the confrontation if the bloodshed hadn't appeared trapped.

But it is time to escape the worst of the battle.

And the rumbling thunder that just came in was amazing. Even when Han stands here, he can still feel the slight tremor of thunder vibrating the walls. It should augur well for both sides to finally make contact with each other.

I didn't know it was such an astonishing attack, but it was released. I'm sure the other party will never feel comfortable following such a powerful attack.

Thinking of this, Han Li sighed, twisted his head and measured the walls elsewhere.

This blood shield is really a little weird, his mind can't even penetrate it, and this prohibition seems obviously a magic trick, but the evil thunder struck it, it didn't have any effect, which caused Han Li to become interested.

Previously, he also used Ming Qing Ling's eyes to look around a bloody shield.

The result was nothing but a reddish spot.

But Han Li is not in a hurry. Now that we're just outside fighting, he's got time to study how to break a shield.

One mouth, Han Li sprayed a green sword.

This sword, under the urging of his god, turned into a green rainbow with a long ruler, and slashed it on the wall.

A "bang” sounded boring and the fence did not move. Instead, the flying sword was bounced away.

Han Li did not reveal the unexpected colour. After harvesting the flying sword, he single-handedly flipped it and a dark object appeared in his hand, which was the ancient castle of "Thousand Peaks”.

Han Li threw the treasure and pinched it with both hands.

After the black light flashed, a mountain of more than ten heights appeared silently in front of Han Li.

Han Li reached out his finger and gently headed for the mountain.

Suddenly the mountain trembled and ruthlessly smashed the walls far away.

A loud noise came and the mountain peaks were rebounded after the black light had intertwined. The shield wall just shook a few times by accident.

Han Li's face finally showed a hint of surprise.

After touching his chin, he suddenly stormed the hill a little further straight.

This time the treasure was turned into a ray of light that flew into the center of the bloody shield.

Then the spell came out, and the hills rose sharply in the light. In a moment, there will be a height of seventy or eighty feet, and the peaks and the bottom of the peaks will stand against the ground and the top of the top.

Han Li didn't mean to stop at all, but instead shook his hand and shot several ways into the hill.

The mountains are getting bigger by three points faster.

After the rumbling, the mountain peak of more than a hundred lengths was held straight in the middle of the bloody shield like an Optimus Column, full of black spiritual flashes.

And under this top, the top begins to slightly deform and protrude.

The entire shield wall wobbled violently.

Han Li was delighted to see that the spiritual power flowed rapidly in his body, and all kinds of laws never stopped hitting the hill.

Black Mountain Peak is still expanding slowly and deformation of the top of the bloodshed is becoming more pronounced.

However, when the raised part reached a certain level, the deformation of the blood shield stopped strangely, depending on how Han Li applied it. The enormity of the Black Mountain Peak was also halted.

Han Li stopped and stared at the top of the bloody mask, closing his eyes.

The idea of breaking this ban with a thousand peaks does not seem to work either. Here's just a try, dry blue ice flame and violet flame to break this cover.

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