A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Once the dragon sang, the shadow flew off, then generally circled back and fell, drilling into Han Li's back and disappearing.

Blood permeates the back of the spine and immediately emerges a bloody pattern, blurred to clear, several inches in size and vivid and lifelike.

At this time, the blood flashed around Han Li. From the cheek to the arm, thumb-sized blood scales emerge with abnormal crystallization. And after a sharp headache, he also drilled a small horn, red as blood. The palms also became ten fingertips, hallucinating hard abnormal sharp nails.

At first glance, Han Li transformed into a three-point resemblance to the demon trapped in the battlefield. It's just that Han Li is still a human face, and the scales appeared on his body. And the two heads of the demon's soul are abnormal, and the scales are purple.

Han Li carried out the demoralization charm, and the real yuan in the body merged the power of the soul. It instantly entered the top order of Yuan Baby, only a line away from the middle of the year.

Now he is surrounded by red and blue spirits, both palms grabbing the Blood Demon Sword handle at the same time, infusing his whole body with magic.

Bloody demon swords trembled and bloody aura rose dramatically.

And Han Li Li's red unicorn, also because the power of the soul is fully unleashed, bright red glow, sparkling glint.

Han Li has made up his mind. Now that he has trapped his soul in the sword line, he must not let another ancient demon rescue him. Otherwise, if the two demons are to be merged, the trouble will be enormous.

But at the speed of another monster, he couldn't wait for the sword formation to come together, so he rushed forward.

The only way is to take the initiative and destroy the demon first. There is only one monster left, and it is definitely not a group repair opponent that comes in the back.

Although the use of the Blood Demon Sword is not small, it will also cause great damage to the real Yuan. But in his heart, he thought that as soon as he killed the demon, he would leave the danger, no longer mixed with the siege of the other monster. So as not to repair him so much, something happened to him.

He solved a monster independently, and I'm sure other monks won't complain about it.

But at this moment, the blood demon sword is like a bottomless hole, and in a blink of an eye, it devours much of Han Li's spiritual power. And...

The bloody sword flashes indefinitely and has six or seven gigantic lengths. Han Li himself was a dark surprise.

The demon soul of the sword array saw this situation, staring dead at the sword ray, the face gradually showed a hint of fear.

“Do you want to die? So recklessly, the monks of humanity have driven us to the holy artefacts of the holy world that you want to be demonized.” The demon's soul finally couldn't bear it and both heads drank loudly at the same time.

Han Li sneered, but continued to inject spiritual power into the sword, ignoring the matter.

The demon soul suddenly became angry in his heart.

It also knew that the other party was intent on taking its life. When the gloomy colour on your face is revealed! All of a sudden, the blood flashed, his hands lifted and fell, chopping off one of his arms.

The wound was smooth as a mirror and no drop of blood was left out, making it look weird!

But the moment the broken arm fell, it was already caught by the other hand. Then a mouth, several sperms of blood sprayed onto it, simultaneously sending a low, ancient spell.

The broken arm immediately spins light and the blood flashes. After a twisting peristalsis, it turns into a long sword that resembles a blood demon sword.

The blade is white and full of pitch-black magic. The silk magic rushes to the sky.

The demon spirits pushed the sword forward and injected the demonic energy into the sword as well. The blacksword suddenly appeared on the sword, rising rapidly and dramatically.

Han Li saw the scene and was somewhat surprised. At the same time, he was cruel to this evil shadow.

Though I don't know, what is the power of this sword that has changed with self-mutilation? Clearly, however, this means nothing. He dared not take it lightly at all.

As soon as his heart turned slightly, he immediately stopped injecting magic, and suddenly the sword in his hands shook the blood demon sword, aimed at the demon in the sword array, and severely chopped off a sword.

He would not give the opponent the ultimate opportunity to use the power of the sword and immediately launch an attack.

More than a dozen lengths of bloody swordlight, silently chopped out, mortally pressed into the sword array.

Before the sword came, the demon's soul was submerged by the bloody atmosphere that laid the heavens and earth. After a shock, the space in the sword array even began to distort and deform, making an unknown buzzing noise four times at the same time.

The demon soul is horrified. This is clearly the ultimate manifestation of this sword. And if it remembers correctly, it seems unlikely that they will be able to achieve more than half the power of the Monks of the Demonic Realm. Does this have anything to do with the transformation that the other person has just undergone?

Although this demon has been through the ancient wars, it is not known that later the human monks developed the incredible symbol of "demoralization". Naturally foggy water on this side.

At present, however, his life was worried. This magic could not think about it. Only helplessly could he inject a little magic into the bone sword and rush to the top. Both heads shouted loudly.

A black sword, nearly half smaller than the blood, came out of the bone sword in a sharp sound, directly facing the blood in the sky.

A moment later, the two swords hit each other!

“Boom," a thunderous sound from the sky like a clear sky. The two swordmen were instantly interwoven and entangled together. A circle of hurricane-like waves erupted from the swordman impact, and the silver-haired old man blew backwards a dozen steps to stabilize himself.

As for Han Li, with the help of a high degree training near the middle of Yuan Baby, he just swayed a few shakes, took a small step back, and didn't move.

And the devil's soul looked at the air wave like nothing. It didn't move a step at all. It just looked at the sky with a little nervousness on its face.

Something surprised Han Li and the Devil's soul simultaneously.

As soon as the air waves blow through, a big ball of black, blackless fists emerge suddenly and strangely in the interweaving of the swords, quickly becoming larger and more distorted and stretched.

In the blink of an eye, a black thing, four or five feet long and a few feet wide, appeared over the sword array.

Han Li didn't understand what was going on yet, and a great deal of five-color daylight leaned out of this long strip of stuff and flashed away.

Because it was too close, the glow was too fast, and neither the demon nor Han Li, who stood at the edge of the sword array, were cautioned by this glow and swept away into the air under a huge suction. But the old man, who retreated a dozen steps away, was fortunate not to be covered in it.

“No! This is a spatial rift! ”

In a flash, Han Li woke up. In a moment of great shock, you have to forcibly break out of the glow.

But it doesn't matter if Han Li “chuckles”, the face is bloodless. All the spiritual powers vanished from the body without a trace of magic to lift them up.

Han Li came out of a cold sweat and was swallowed up by the space crack with his eyes. He could only panic with his senses with a green bamboo bee cloud sword arranged below. And the demon who was similarly sucked into Xia Guang seemed to face the same suffering as Han Li, and his face was full of terror.

With a glimmer of shine, Han Li and the demon's soul were devoured by the black space crack, but only then did a clear sound emerge below. Hundreds of golden swords emerged simultaneously around them, and then turned into a few feet long gold red and lasered into the crack.

At the same time, a raging whistle from afar came from afar and nearby. Then, after a few flashes of black demon flame flashed in the distance, it appeared instantly near the space crack, and the demon flame flashed out, revealing a huge demonic figure. It is the other ancient demon who occupies the body of the demon.

This demon's eyes caught the demon's soul caught in the space crack. He couldn't help but be angry, but dared not step into the confines of the glow. However, Han Li's last few green bamboo bee cloud swords flew forward into the crack, thinking of single-handedly pounding these swords into the sky.

Suddenly a giant claw flashed over these swords, and a sword flew to the crowd.

As a result, most of the flying swords sounded clear, immediately avoiding the extreme of psychic energy, and radiated into the crack. Only two golden beams couldn't escape. They were caught in the hand by the claw. They couldn't move.

And at that point, a purple fireball came from nowhere, and a mountain followed it into the crack.

The tall ancient demon slightly flashed, and when he was about to do something else, the air crack suddenly swayed a few times, rapidly narrowing the healing, disappearing without a trace.

Only the silver-haired old man staring from the devil and not far away is left in this landing time.

The ancient demon looked at the space crack disappearing, his face was uncertain, then his face twisted and looked at the old man, his face revealed a violent divine color.

The silver-haired old man was shocked and hurried up to release a yellow flying sword, covering his entire body, then slowly retreated, while his heart darkly screamed bitterness. But he glanced at the left and right side of his consciousness, and his face turned to surprise.

“Hey! Isn't this Cheng Daoyou? What the hell is going on here? What kind of monster is this?” A faint voice suddenly came from afar, and a group of monks in green robes appeared outside a hundred husbands.

And an old man in a green robe, headed by a giant ancient demon with six arms on his head, couldn't help but look surprised.

This man is the elder eastern gate map of the King's Spirit Sect. The three that follow are the three who remain in the quintessential infant.

“Nice, my husband has the same question!” Almost simultaneously, the other direction is accompanied by a gloomy utterance. Then came a dozen spiritual lights, and everyone wore a black robe, but they looked like spiritual disciples. The Ghost Gate bell is the elder who leads the team to speak.

Both teams of brothers saw the last scene of the space crack disappearing, one by one surprised.

“That's a long story. Let's deal with this demon first. But be careful, Daoists, this magic is terrific. If you don't pay attention, you will have the scourge of killing yourself.” The silver-haired old man laughed bitterly and could only say so in a powerful spirit.

Dongmentu and Zhong old man looked at each other with confusion, and immediately did not speak. Immediately alert the monks who led him close together, and put the monster of the number of heights far into the middle.

The Demon Soul's two big ghosts spin slowly to gauge the human monks around them.

The corner of the mouth of a face pulled up, revealing a thick killing machine. Another face revealed a smiley, non-smiling look, with a flash of irony in his eyes.

Nor did it speak, with four arms gently emptied and four huge blades of inky light floating in hand at the same time. With a slight tremor, there was a tingling sound on each of the giant blades.

The silver-haired old man immediately became extremely ugly when he saw this familiar scene. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)