A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li likewise did not go after Silver Wing Night Fork. On the one hand, he was not trapped in one place anymore. Three flame fans alone cannot easily kill each other, on the other hand...

He turned his eyes and looked at the Soul Beast with a smile on his face.

One big hand of this beast is waving around holding a white thing.

After a closer look, it was a small white horse with green eyes and half a foot in shape.

Clarity is the ultimate goal of his adventure, the hidden Yin Chipmunk.

It is also bad luck that the spirit, at the beginning of the transmission, returned to hide on the corpse wolf. As a result, when the corpse wolf was swept away by the spiritual beast, it was swept away together.

Had it not been for Han Li's eyelids, he would have immediately stopped drinking the spiritual beast, which had almost been swallowed by the spiritual beast.

As for Han Li's original trapped two flying swords, when it was to be conveyed, while the Silver Wing Night Fork could not be taken into account, the injunction of the mind moved back. Instead, the beauty doll in black, who was also banned by the silk of the soul, was swallowed up in her stomach before the silver-winged night fork was passed away.

The only thing that made him a little depressed was his crystallized flying needle, which was caught by the silver-winged night fork and took it by hand.

Fortunately, this treasure is not a magic treasure, but it has also been refined by him. The other party will not be able to forcibly erase this spirituality for a short period of time, not without the opportunity to reclaim it.

At this moment, Han Li swept down four times. This place is somewhat similar to the original underground cave, but there is no shady wind. Instead, the spiritual astonishment is a huge cave, and it seems to be in some kind of extreme spiritual vein.

This surprised him a little.

Han Li lowered his head again and looked at the teleportation formation under his feet.

At a glance at his formation, it is evident that this mega-transmission array, although very different from the one he has seen in the past, is only a one-way reception array. In other words, he was transferred here, but could not be transferred back to his place with this matrix.

To figure this out, Han Li frowned and swept his eyes into the two giant cocoons.

There is still a strong spiritual reaction, and it looks like the rich old man and Bai Yao Yi are still alive.

After a slight hesitation, he swung his hand at the Soul Beast, sucked the Yin Zhima into his hand, then affixed a few restraining marks and threw it into a bag of Soul Beasts.

After doing all this, Han Li shook his hands and two large gold arcs ejected, hitting the gray cocoon.

After a sudden burst of rumbling, the golden arc turned into two golden grids wrapped a giant cocoon in it.

A time of golden glint, thunder continued.

Without the host of Silver Wings Night Fork, Sha Soul Stone broke apart one layer after another in the golden light.

Finally, after two loud bangs, the two cocoons burst forward and backward. It flew out a man and a woman, two wealthy old men.

It's just that both of them look pale and look terribly ugly.

Whoever is trapped by that spiritual silk that can absorb spiritual power for so long will not feel well, and the damage to magic is certain.

“Thanks Brother Han for saving us!” The wealthy old man slowed down and said with a fist in his hands.

“If Brother Han hadn't been so brilliant this time, I'm afraid I'd really be poisoned. Who would have thought there was a silver-winged night fork hidden in the Yin and Yang Caves? We and Yuandou could not have been prevented and were trapped by this monster's hidden underground attack. Yuan Daoyou was even more killed when he grabbed Yuan Bao by one of his faces.” Yaoyi Bai also smiled bitterly at Han Li for a moment.

Han Li heard the words, but smiled slightly.

Though the two seem greatly appreciative, Han Li still sees deep consternation from their eyes.

After all, despite being trapped in a giant cocoon, Han Li handled the passing of the Silver Wing Night Fork, and they could all feel it.

Han Lili resists the Silver Wing Night Fork, and can even finally frighten the magic of this flying corpse. The two of them will never be opponents together. Coupled with being sent to an unknown mysterious place, there are only three other people in this room, how can you not be very disturbed.

If Han Li is abruptly malicious now, the two men ask themselves how vicious it is.

But Han Li just threw the bag of spiritual beasts with Yin Zhima in it and said calmly to the old man.

“The Yin Chipmunks are in there. I won't say anything else. If more baby dan is refined. Just leave me two. Will you two agree? ”

“Two? Sure, as long as there's more out there, Fu will leave it to Daoist.” The wealthy old man had a relaxed heart and promised with full mouth.

“Neither do I. I am ashamed that my concubine didn't do much to help me this time. I relied on Brother Han to help me. Daoyou should score more points.” Yaoyu Bai sniffed this and agreed with it with a smile.

“Mmm. That's good! You two Daoists can take a break here now. I'm going to see what the hell is going on here.” Han Li glanced at the only exit and said with a glance.

“Brother Han, go ahead. The two of us did consume a lot of magic, so we just took a seat.” The wealthy old man has no problem.

Bai Yaoyi nodded and sat directly on his knees.

Han Li smiled and the surrounding green light together turned into a green light to fly out, at the same time releasing all the gods in case the silver wing night fork hid near him.

He wasn't afraid, but the two of them snuck away with Yin Zhima. The magic mark he left inside the two men was still there, and it would take several days for the kung fu to disperse.

With a slight change, the two will naturally be traced immediately.

Han Li is not a saint, the idea of killing and seizing treasure just passed in his head.

But he had very little research into Nappeidan, and even if he did get the formula to refine it himself, the success rate was definitely not high. Either way, the impression he's been given so far is pretty good. Han Li was unable to produce a strong killing heart.

So after a little thought, he took the initiative to release them.

Out of a similar hallway, there is a bluestone step outside, which leans up all the way, you can't see the end at a glance.

Are they deep in the mountain belly?

It was a little unexpected in my heart, but Han Li kept flying up the road.

But shortly afterwards, Han Li was surprised.

It's incredible how long this is still a staircase.

You know, the flight time is not long, but at his speed, the distance is terrible enough. Had it not been for his repeated scans of everything in the vicinity, there would have been no fluctuations in the law of formation, almost thinking that he was in some kind of prohibition again.

Who would build a tunnel that long?

Han Li finally saw the bright light of the exit after flying for miles, holding the wonder in his heart. A loose heart.

As soon as he flew out of the corridor, Han Li only noticed that his eyes were shining and people appeared on a huge platform. The floor was filled with flat bluestone bricks, glancing at the thousands of feet wide, and taking a deep breath, the grassy floral scent penetrated the heart of the lungs.

The spiritual energy seems to be a little bit more than the transmission array.

As he swept forward, Han Li's face grew more and more stunned.

Where you can see, at the end of the platform is a straight up hill wall. Did he look up the mountain wall, and it turned out that the sky was just a thin white line? He turned around and looked at the direction of the entrance.

Behind him was an equally curly mountain wall, opposite it, which sandwiched him in the middle, front and back.

The giant platform at the foot was built in an incredibly deep hillside.

Han Li looked up for half a day before looking to both sides.

But with the exception of a few curved cliffs that have been removed, there is little to be gained.

Han Li was not thinking much, and immediately turned into a green light and flew into the air.

After flying thousands of feet, Han Li finally flew out of the canyon, but after a few dozen measurements, he showed an incredible look, then rushed to fly the laser out and flew back to the original place for half a day nearby.

But his face was full of unstoppable horrors!

How to put it, only one “big” word appeared in Han Li's mind.

By the way, Han Li has seen many kinds of giant mountains. The biggest is probably the holy mountain in Starling City in the turbulent sea.

The mountain's height, such as the pillars of the Rongqing sky, can be divided into eighty-one floors, allowing many monks to set up caves to inhabit it, so that the mountain can be seen.

And he's now at the foot of another giant mountain that seems to be no less than the holy mountain, perhaps much bigger than the holy mountain, but he can't compare it specifically.

Because he looked up, full of green colors, and couldn't see the end of anything, the so-called gorge, was just a tiny crack at the foot of the mountain.

But these alone cannot shock Han Li so much that he is silent that such a giant mountain is still under a huge ban.

As soon as you turn your head and look out of the mountain, you can immediately see a white light screen descending from the sky, infinitely as if it covered the entire mountain.

Even if Han Li thinks about it, he only feels horrified! This is definitely something that an ancient monk can do.

Looking at the distant and unknown light screen, Han Li hesitated for a while before driving the ray of light towards that side.

It took Han Li long enough to fly a cup of tea before flying to the white screen.

The light he drives is so tiny in front of such a large screen.

After approaching, Han Li carefully detailed how thick the thick thick barrier could not be seen for half a day, and suddenly his head never returned to fly away.

He doesn't have to fight, he can feel the terrible spiritual power contained in this prohibition.

Let it not be said that a former middle-aged infant monk, I'm afraid, is a temporal monk and cannot forcibly break down this absolute barrier by brute force.

On the way back to the giant mountain, Han Li looked at the mountain from afar and still could not see how big it was, but found that the mountain remained quiet and had no unusual sound. No birds, no beasts, like a dead mountain.

But the spirituality in the mountains is real. In this way, this strange situation gives Han a very dangerous feeling.

Han Li eventually flew back to the Gorge with a gloomy face and returned to the original transmission cave.

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