A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li was not surprised. This time in such a remote place, there is a good chance that this will be achieved.

After half a day, Han Li searched the last building and returned to the Cast Lingtang monument building, looking at the white light screen, people hesitated.

It was too early for him to have the opportunity to explore the rest of the world, but it seemed like he was going to take some risks.

Who knows if there are other monks who have searched somewhere as well and will go somewhere else.

If the wealthy elderly and others are naturally irrelevant, they are the Dry Old Devil and the poisonous Saint Gate people, Han Li will not fear anything. But if you run into the first wave of monks entering the mountain, you're in a lot of trouble. Eighty-nine out of ten will do it right away.

But he was somewhat unwilling to let Han Li stay here until a few days later, when the crack channel was restored.

Han Li rethinked and smiled again.

Even if he doesn't leave here, if someone really searches elsewhere, won't he voluntarily find Cast Spirit Hall? Besides, according to his calculations, after such a long time, I'm afraid the Kungwu Mountain Heavy Places where Dry Old Demons and others went, most of them hit the first wave of brothers early, and even started.

If that's the case, you might as well search a few more places and even touch the fish in the water while others are busy. After all, this little castle spirit hall can find such good things as Taiyin True Fire, and there should be some gains elsewhere.

Besides, with him now, he is under the siege of several late Yuan Baby Brothers at the same time. Even if he can't win, if he escapes, he can still be sure.

After some measurement in Han Lixin, he no longer hesitated to take out the three flame fan. After the flash of the three colors flame, he easily broke the curtain in front of him and went straight down the mountain.

Almost at the same time, in a hall beneath Kungwu Mountain with a gloomy blue light, the Big Head Weird, the Ancient Demon and an early Ye family monk are being surrounded by a group of seventy-eight red-haired, naked demons.

These demons were blue-faced, exhaled, and grabbed by a black claw splitting his head and face at the three of them during the Ten Command Movement Room.

If you are trapped in the middle of a group of grey monsters, lay out several layers of different colors of light masks with defensive magic. No matter how sharp the pubic gas cracks, the claw can't shake the appearance.

In contrast, however, a black sword and a white ruler inspired by a yellow flying sword ancient demon driven by a stranger and another elderly Ye family member were equally helpless despite the brilliance of these demons.

Whether the flying sword slashes the evil ghost in two, or smashes the ghost's head in one foot, as long as the other evil ghosts are pointing the yin in the mouth at the same time, the killed evil ghost immediately replies as originally, and the reborn dragon and the living tiger plunges up again, each as if they were immortal bodies.

At this time, the old Ye family rubbed his hands, and once again, a series of red and red fireballs did not enter a demon, leaving no trace of this demon directly blown up. But when the nearby gloom gathered, the ghost immediately reappeared and slammed into the mask again.

“Uncle Qi, Elder Han, this can't go on. After tens of thousands of years of gloomy nourishment here, these demons have clearly been cultivated into a state of shadow and coagulation, and ordinary spells and pharaohs cannot kill them at all. Works only with Yang's kung fu gems.” The old Ye family said anxiously.

“Hmm, if that's so simple. My husband already did it. These demons have not only been cultivated into a coagulation of shadows, but are essentially identical parts of the same ghost king. As long as all evil spirits cannot be killed at the same time, they will soon be resurrected in gloom. My husband didn't do the thunderbolt, he just kept looking for the truth about it.” The big-headed weirdo snorted coldly and did not respond well.

“All identities?” The old man was surprised.

“Not bad. Otherwise, even though the devil who cultivated the shadow of the shadow has been slaughtered so many times in succession by us, he should be devastated. But you can see how they've ever been a little tired. Looks like this ghost king intends to kill us alive before he can use it to clean me up.” The ancient demon said calmly, then pointed at the little black sword and passed through another evil hole.

“So that's it. Unfortunately, fifteen brothers, in the last layer, the shadow blasting of that shadow snake escaped only Yuan Baby. Otherwise, it would be most appropriate to deal with these demons with his cultivation to Yangsheng Tong.” The old man looked at everything that was gray around him and said with a slight change of face.

“It is also something that cannot be done. Who can think of such demonic snakes that can fall into the shadows of the world and suddenly burst out of the shadow of Ming Lixian's nephew, the old man can't even help. And the venom of the serpent was so fierce that a moment later, Ming Lixian's nephew's flesh was all destroyed.” Big weirdo sighed.

“My nephew didn't complain about what Uncle Qi meant. It's just that this town tower is so evil. Not only were they built upside down, but the entrance was up, the tower pointed down, and the first layer was harder to deal with than the demons on the first floor. It took us so long to get to the seventh floor. And Elder Han said that the tower should be on the ninth floor, it's hard to believe what demons will appear on the next two levels. Do I really want to go on?” The old man is a little hesitant.

“Huh, just a little bit of danger and you're scared. The more powerful the suppressed items below, the greater the chance that Tong Tian Ling Bao will appear on the next two levels. After all, only demons who have been taunted by the ancient cultivation may need to be suppressed by the Spiritual Treasure. Do you want to frustrate all the plots of the Ye family for centuries?” The weirdo shouted with a cold voice and an unsolicited reprimand.

“Seventh uncle reprimanded right, it was the nephew who was a little timid.” The old Ye family heard that he could only force Pharaoh to cope with the uprising demons, while Noah answered.

“I found the ghost king.” At this moment, the ancient demon suddenly said.

“What, where are you really?!” The old man shook his spirit and asked hastily.

The ancient demon's eyes flashed when he wanted to reply, but suddenly his face changed slightly and humbly. Then, at this moment, suddenly, a "bang” sound came from a distance, and then the light flashed at the entrance of the hall, and suddenly flew in from inside a huge green group of light. Then, after the light converged, four people of different stature appeared in the group.

The four were similarly shouted when they saw the shadows of the shadow dancing in the lobby and the three trapped ancient demons.

“Ye Moon Saint! Didn't you crash long ago? So it was the Ye family who opened the seal? ”

Speaking is a monk with a Big Pattern on his face, which is fantastic. And the four of them are, of course, poisonous saints.

At this moment, I recognize the flowers of Uncle Ye Jia Qi, the color of the gloomy and uncertain transformation.

Three people in the lobby, when they meet the poisonous Saint Gate people, can't look anywhere. Especially when they are temporarily haunted by evil spirits.

“Who am I, a flower buddy? I didn't expect that the poison holy gate was not slow, so quickly entered the mountain, I don't know how many Taoists do not go to other places to find treasure, what is the purpose of coming to the town demon tower.” The shadow on the face of the weirdo flashed and said if nothing happened.

“Hey, hey! In that case, Hana and others also want to ask Ye. And it hasn't been seen for hundreds of years. After Ye's fake death, he has quietly advanced to the late Yuan Baby Stage. If the Orthodox guys knew about this, they'd probably get restless.” Watching the weirdo beside his cold eyes made the flying sword easily stir an evil ghost to pieces and say softly, but his mind suddenly turned to electricity, thinking about what.

“Brother Hana, do these people also know that this tower has Qibao, deliberately come to pick it up!” There was a rumor from an elder poisonous Saint Gate in Flower Tianqi's ears that he seemed somewhat worried.

In his last words, the grandmaster of the poisonous Saint Gate made a slight reference to the hidden treasure in the Town Demon Tower. It's just vague and unclear what it is. But just like that, the poisonous Saint Gate Four will naturally not wait for idleness, first came the town's demonic tower.

Although by the time they had broken through the previous floors, it had been discovered that other monks had taken the lead. But they thought that a fierce place like the Town Demon Tower would not be valued by a wave of brothers ahead, and with the help of four people, it should be enough to deal with the first step. But it never occurred to me that there was a grand master of late infancy, waiting for them on this floor.

If it weren't for this Uncle Ye Jia Qi and others, who looked trapped by the ghosts, I'm sure Hana Tianqi would turn around without saying anything. Grand Brothers of late Yuan Baby, plus two early Yuan Baby Brothers, are really not the four of them that can handle it.

“I don't know. Maybe, like us, just get a clue to a phrase.” Flowering with a gloomy face, her lips moved slightly and replied, but her eyes stared at the odd man's three eyes without blinking.

“Looks like Hanadami doesn't intend to leave.” Big weirdos say that with a fierce light in their eyes. Then a mouth flashed and a silver glow flashed away and disappeared.

And at the next moment, somewhere in the corner of the hall, there was a sudden burst of silver and a low roar.

Then a grey fuzzy ghost appeared there, spraying a big grey bead of thumb in his mouth, resisting a silver fork, and being forced to retreat the festival, his mouth made a strange roar of wow.

At first sight of this ghost, the poisonous Saint Gate Four has not yet arrived and reacted. The ancient demon beside him quietly moved his sleeve robe, and a dark mirror suddenly appeared in his hand, pointing at the ghosts around him swinging fast.

One black mongolia swept out of the mirror, and all the demons had to be swept away by the devil, one after the other screaming, the ghosts tore apart in the light, those black xia were as sharp as the sword forest.

However, since the ghost king was truly haunted by the silver fork, these demons could not be answered by the spell. But in the shadow of the wave, their broken pubic air turned into a thick, rolling pubic air, wrapping the ancient demons and others to death in it.

The Mirror of the Ancient Demon released Black Xia, though powerful, could not be broken at once.

Hua Tianqi's face finally changed dramatically.

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