A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 887: Spirit Treasure Magic Abyss

“Huh! Why did Brother Wei ask? I do not believe that my fellow believers have little conspiracy. Such a young man has advanced to the middle of the prime infant, and the possession of several kinds of divine talent is also powerful. After the advanced stage of the prime infant, there is no place for us to stand in Tianan.” The black robe man coldly said.

“Hey, hey! My opinion may differ from that of Brother Ho Hsien.” Wei Lifelessly swept away the old devil of Hehuan and said with a smile.

“What's the difference, Brother Wei? Did Brother Wei still have the confidence to suppress this man after he advanced to the late stages of his infancy?” He echoed the old devil's sinister remarks.

“Suppressed? Why suppress? The old husband is one of the biggest middle-aged of the three great monks, and will be sitting for over a hundred years at most. Even if he was reincarnated, couldn't he have advanced again in a hundred years? If that were the case, even if he was to be repaired later, he would be able to sweep the whole of Tianan. What does that have to do with my husband?” Wei said faintly.

“Brother Wei's willingness to support the forces was finally taken away by him? If Daoyou would join me, could Wei even back off on something?” He echoed the old devil's glance.

“I'm not interested in much! Besides, Happy, don't you think it's a little late to move these brains again? If this person paid enough in the early days of Yuan Baby, Taoist would be willing to do the same. But now the other party has made the cultivation before us, and it will not be too weak in the Divine Spirit. I am not interested in ending an enemy of my own, let alone infinite harm to this door. Don't forget, our hierarchical presence is almost impossible to destroy completely. Even if planned in advance, there is a good chance that it will be lost. Of course, it would be different if we could put together the kind of formation that we used to fight the ancient demons. But as far as I'm concerned, Daoist, don't make these useless little moves. Instead, it provokes the hostility of this person. After all, even if this man had a real chance to unify Tianan, it wouldn't last long. Let us not forget the fate of the Shinto monk who once dominated Tianan all day.” The corner of Wei's endless mouth was filled with a smile.

When the old devil heard these words, he came down with thoughtful silence. I don't know if I heard these words from Wei.

By then, Han Li and Zhiyang people had gone deep into thousands of places under the vortex.

Under the pressure of spiritual gas, it is naturally impossible for the two of them to fly instantly to the bottom, but only slowly down.

Han Li long ago consecrated the Blu-ray Shield, turning it into a blue light shield to protect his whole body, while more than 30 gold flying swords to form a sheet of sword shadow, flying around his body and spinning fast and sinking.

As for the man next to the sun, he exaggerated more. From the beginning to the present, with a white sword turned into a rainbow circling around his body, he easily broke the layer of white spirituality and went down side by side with Han Li.

This made Han Li look and admire himself.

These late-baby old monsters, they're all unusual.

Thinking about it, Han Li swept it in the direction of his mind again. As a result, after only infiltrating more than a dozen husbands below, the divine mind was rebounded, with no effect at all.

As for the Ming Qing Ling Eye, it can penetrate some distance, reaching a distance of 30 to 40, but the eyes are still white. However, those spiritual swirls that emerge from time to time, unable to escape the spiritual eye, were all seen beforehand by Han Li and skilfully avoided.

Every time he could have anticipated and avoided the secret spiritual movements, he naturally fell into the eyes of those beside him. The Taoist implicitly called it a wonder, and the intention of pulling Han Li was stronger.

As for whether Han Li advanced to the late stages of infancy, he was not worried about unifying all major forces.

He asked himself that there was absolutely no mistake. Han Li was the kind of hard-won practitioner who devoted himself to the pursuit of Heaven's Path. As long as it was none of his business, he would only do it in silence. He would not do such laborious things at all. Otherwise, Han Li Shentong would not say that falling into the Cloud Sect is controlling the entire Xiguo, which is also an easy thing to do.

Previously, according to the inner returns of the Orthodox Alliance in Xiguo, the young monk showed no signs of this, either in the early years of the former infancy or in the post-intermediate stages.

This makes Old Daoist more relieved.

After a meal, Han Li estimated that it had almost reached the depths of more than 10,000 husbands, and he couldn't help but look up into the sky.

The top of the head is equally white, isolated by spiritual energy, and you can't see how far it's going.

And the tremendous pressure from flying swords around him made him think that if he wanted to go this deep, it would have to be at least a medium-term repair of the baby. Had it not been for his Qingyuan Sword technique, he would have been much more powerful than his fellow Brothers, and I'm afraid he would have had some effort by now.

Han Li was in the middle of a pondering session, and the man beside him suddenly opened his mouth and warned:

“Han Daoyou! It's going to the bottom soon, be careful with one or two. ”

“Thank you, Brother Dao. Wake up!” Han Li hastily pulled his mind together and stared down.

After dozens more, milky white light appeared deep beneath her feet, dazzling as if it were a thick light screen.

In this situation, Han Li fell slowly and momentarily stopped at the altitude of five or six lengths above the light screen at the same time as the man on the sun.

With the help of Spiritual Eye, Han Li can clearly see the countless waves of magic behind the curtain of condensing light, and the appearance of black pressure.

“Is this the magic of repression, really troublesome?” Han Li stared at the light screen and muttered.

“Not bad, there's so much magic down here, it's already formed a magic abyss, I don't know how deep and wide it is. Without hiding from Han Daoyou, the old man's self-cultivated kung fu is also a bit of an exorcism, but he also experienced it once. But after just going inside the hundred, he retreated without knowing he could not stay long. These spells, whether magical or quantitative, are not really accessible to ordinary monks. It is the cultivation of the ancient magic kung fu that enters into it. Although cultivation is likely to surge, it will definitely be lost in the magic of the mind.” To the Yang people explained to Han Li.

Han Li nodded when he heard these words and stared at the magic behind the light curtain, thinking about what was happening without a word.

“Brother Yang, you wait here. I'm going to go inside and see how powerful this magic is.” A moment later, Han Li spoke.

“Watch out, Han!” It's not surprising that Han Li would have predicted this by now.

Han Li stopped talking nonsense. After shaking his body a few times, he appeared close to the light screen. Gently facing down, a long blue sword emitted from the foot, instantly penetrating the light curtain into the magic, and disappeared.

Han Li's face was a little unexpected. But then it became clear that the light curtain was only effective against magic, which saved him from carrying out another mystical break-in.

In my heart I thought, the golden sword shadow surrounding me sounded a thunderbolt.

A golden arc jumped from the flying sword and turned into a mesh floating around Han Li.

Knowledge and mastery of the Evil God Thunder, he had long reached an incredible realm, his hands were strangled, the power grid sharply shrunk deformation, instantly affixed on the blue light shield, forming a huge ball of power grid.

And the swords, in a motion of consciousness, narrowed down to a few inches in size, and the fish flew into the cuffs and into the body.

At this time, Han stood silently sinking into the light screen and went into the magic without any hindrance.

The rumbling noise suddenly loud, as soon as the party entered below, the black magic burst. But the pitch-black demons were scattered in the thunder, but the clusters of front and back were still coming in.

Han Li did not act immediately, but just stood in place and watched a group of demons shaken by the Golden Arc, then regrouped and rushed towards the shield.

Han Li frowned and gauged the speed at which the Evil Divine Thunder was consumed. There were some bottoms in his heart.

After thinking about it, he finally flew to the depths of the demon.

At this moment, Han Li did not dare to go outside the shield. After all, the magic here is so dense, I'm afraid the magic contained in it can even be filthy. He didn't want to ruin himself for carelessness.

Now the only thing that depends on nature is Ming Qing Ling Eye. But in this pit of dark and dark magic, the spiritual eye can only see a few long distances, can't see anything, the figure is naturally very slow.

However, it didn't go very far. Just over 200 husbands away, Han Li stopped in shape and weighed around for a while.

After a moment, he retreated along the same path as he thought and didn't want to.

“The evil thunder was indeed sharp, and Daoist stayed inside for such a long time and remained unharmed. Not without such a great reputation.” Han Li only came out of the light screen and praised him with a smile.

“Nothing, it's also because the magic is unmanipulated, which makes it so easy to break them up. Let's go back to the top now.” Han Li smiled and said as usual.

To the Yang people did not ask much, and nodded and agreed.

Hence Han Li took the gold arc and released the swords again, and the two flew up.

……

“What do you think, with Han Daoyou's evil thunder, there should be no obstacle in the magic!” Han Li and Taoist just flew out of the vortex, and when they appeared in the vicinity of the two outside, Wei did not panic to ask.

“Looks like Han could go in and try it. However, before agreeing, I intend to ask a few Taoists where they intend to bury that tray. If it is too deep into the demon, I'm afraid the next demon thunder will not support such consumption.” Han Li thought a little and replied without hesitation.

“I'll wait till I get back to the cave. That array is still in the hands of those array masters. Let's go get the array and discuss it carefully before we can really get Han Daoyou down there. After all, this array is not easy to make, nor can it be lost.” The old devil said faintly.

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