A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

This goddess was confused. The swords that could not hold Han Lifesword together could not help but darken their own spiritual light and greatly reduce their power.

Seeing this scene, Han Lixin's sword technique suddenly rushed, a dozen green bamboo cloud swords at the same time Golden Light Dasheng, surrounding the slow ice swords at this moment.

The sound of "clicking” was loud, and a small half of the dozen ice swords were cut and cut off by a golden flying sword.

The remaining ice swords, also dimly lit, continued to mourn, appeared to be damaged.

The woman in white shirt who had just slowed down the divine arrival from the disenchantment stabbing, at first sight, the magic treasure was destroyed, suddenly shocked, her mind involved several sperm blood ejections, but she could not rush the matter to a sword, to retrieve all the remaining swords.

Otherwise, if all the flying swords were destroyed, this would not be the damage at the moment.

But Han Li has already made a move, how can she easily let this woman retrieve her own flying sword?

He quickly lifted his hand and pushed away the swords a little finger. At once, all the bluebamboo cloud swords were chasing the remaining ice swords. At the same time, the blaming speed of those swords without opponents was even quicker. A few flashes went around the front of these ice swords in a strange way. When the front and rear of the swords were clamped down, the swords were loud and trapped in them.

Han Li once again started the sword trick, relying on the sharpness of his own flying sword. When he completely destroyed this woman's magic treasure, he suddenly came to the top of his head and drank it.

“How dare you! ”

Then two rainbows flashed and flew out of the snowflakes above, two claws of teeth dancing ink, each of them seven or eight lengths long, vicious abnormality.

Han Li's face did not panic, as if he had foreseen this attack. One hand continued to provoke the sword trick, but the other suddenly burst, and a red sparkling book roll was sacrificed.

Then, in the Spiritual Light, the treasure opened.

As soon as the volumes emerged, hundreds of golden and silver colored ancient texts flew out of the book and swept to the wind, then turned into myriad groups of light directly facing the two ends of the quail.

The two dragons were not welcome. The black glow sprayed in their mouths and stuck one in the ancient texts.

The rumbling sounds continued, and the golden and silver rays of light burst on the dragon, not only fragmenting the pieces of black and xia strike on the dragon, but also overturning the two ink strikes several times in a row. These gold and silver quotes are a powerful surprise.

And the two sides of the ink, as if they could not withstand such a relapse, after a shout in their mouths, each appeared in its original form, two short black goats.

Han Li saw this, his heart was slightly happy, and the magic injected into the book roll instantly increased by three points.

The red scroll suddenly trembled, and more ancient texts poured out of the book, covering a large space above its head, and then lashed out.

The black light flashed, and the middle-aged man in the green shirt's shady face appeared under the surroundings of many symbols, but his unspoken hand lifted, twisting two short black goats back, then turned his palm, and a small blue flag suddenly appeared in his hand.

The flag was only a few inches in size, but when it was swung down, the flag was rolled over, and the middle-aged man in the green shirt disappeared.

All the ancient texts were emptied. Han Li couldn't help but notice.

On the other side, Han Li's didn't get it again. Because white dreams bite under the teeth, suddenly a white mirror is sacrificed.

This mirror is aimed at the golden light of Korea's flying sword, just a shake.

Immediately a milky white light column sprayed out of the mirror, that group of golden light could not be prevented, by this light column, instantly a layer of cold ice appeared on the sword, the majority of the flying sword turned into a group of ice, sealed inside it.

And the few remaining ice swords took the opportunity to escape and were instantly put into the body by the woman.

Han glanced back and saw the scene, coldly snorted. He immediately rushed away and single-handedly touched it a few times.

Suddenly the thunder sounded loudly on the golden sword, the fine arc appeared on the sword, that piece of brown ice under the power of the evil god thunder, the inches broke apart, the flying sword instant the room returned to freedom.

The color of the white dream changed dramatically, and when the direction of the small mirror in your hand turned, you actually pointed at Han Li.

Han Li shouted loudly behind him, and a pair of silver wings appeared. After a slight movement, he disappeared in the silver light.

White dreams suddenly flashed, but almost at the same time, next to the woman suddenly a raging wind swept through, suddenly protruding one arm from the wind, one hand pulled the woman into it, then the wind flashed away, no trace of the person.

At the next moment, the silver arc flashed, and Han's standing figure appeared at Bai Mengxin's original standing.

He looked at the empty void, his face appeared a little brazen, the blue light swept down in his pupil, his hands flashed backwards, a black light flew out of his sleeve, another flash disappeared and disappeared.

Dozens of empty places outside, the black light suddenly flashed, a low hum, a broken arm strangely slipped down, then a blue man shadowed the form. That's the middle-aged man in the green shirt!

The man was also harshly abnormal. Although his arm was chopped off, his other arm was grabbed like lightning. He grabbed the broken arm, and then his figure shook off and disappeared after a storm.

Han's eyes flashed cold, but instead of driving the black light to hunt him down, he raised his hand.

The black light was like a flash. Once it disappeared in place, the next moment it appeared in front of Han. It was actually a short blade a few inches long, with a dark and unseen light on it. It was the magical cord blade originally used by the humanoid puppet.

Han then stood up and hung in the snow, looking at nothing and looking around, the blue flashes in his pupils, seemed to be looking for something.

Outside of the illusion, elsewhere in Falun, the middle-aged man in green shirt pressed his broken arm toward the wound with his busy hands and feet, and then quickly affixed several pieces of charm. After the white light flowed, the broken arm was connected again.

“What a weird Fabao, it seems that Master Mengyao really hasn't exaggerated. His name is Brother Han, and he is truly amazing in his divinity. Xin Xin, are you all right?” The wound on the broken arm stopped bleeding, the middle-aged man in green shirt took a breath, but turned his head to look at the white dream beside him and revealed a slight concern.

“I'm fine. Although the magic treasure was destroyed, it's almost halfway back, but these brown ice swords can't get rid of the opponent. Brother Cold Brother, restraint has no effect on this person, and the other party seems to have a magical ability to see illusion! Using the power of restraint to conceal the whereabouts is of little utility.” White dreams originally had an unusual face of paleness. At this moment, the beard rose and two unusual red faints appeared, and the sound was also a little dull.

“I just saw it in my eyes. It is true that the other side should not underestimate that I would not wish to build this great enemy if it had not been for the false heavens. But now that we've done it, there's no reason for us to go backwards. I have dissolved the backphage of the last hint of heavenly and earth energy. Now, all you have to do is help me. I will kill this man if I give him to him. With my current physical condition, temporarily provoking the cold air in the whole Xuanyu cave should be done barely. Even if this person is strong, he will never be able to withstand so much Xuanyu cold air.” Now the cold is shining with blue light, but the golden light in his eyes gradually converges and the divine color is calm, he says.

“By provoking Xuanyu cold air, we will not be able to open Xuanyu hole again in the next millennium.” The middle-aged man in the green shirt was shocked when he heard the words.

White dreams and the same jade look slightly changed.

”There's no way, and you just tried. This person is obviously familiar with the method of formation himself, and neither Pharaoh nor the Divine Spirit are sharp and abnormal, let alone he seems to have a fan that imitates Spiritual Treasure, which is equally difficult to cope with. It is only with the help of the entire Xuanyu Cave that I am fully confident that I will destroy this man. Xuan Yu Cave temporarily sealed for a thousand years, compared to the empty sky, the price is totally worth it.” Cold people looked at Han Li, who was banned from afar, and said calmly and abnormally.

Hearing the elder say this, the middle-aged man in green shirt and Happy White Dream, although there is some doubt in his heart, it is hard to say anything.

With one hand flipped, there was a crystal clear blue jade token in his hand.

The mysterious rune flashes on the token, while the back bears an ice-crystal motif that spits ice and snow.

Just as he wanted to sacrifice this token and then apply it, he glanced at Han Li consciously again, and the divine color changed dramatically:

“Bad, the other party actually found a forbidden spot of sight and was about to break out. The two of you must hurry up and give me some time, no matter what you do. ”

When the middle-aged man in green shirt heard this, he immediately looked away in shock.

Han Li, who is in illusion, is pinching his hands, one bite of a long golden sword, sometime floating at the top of his head, and there are countless arcs flashing on it, slowly slashing to a certain point of the entire ban.

The middle-aged man in green shirt was shocked. He couldn't think more. The sleeve robe shook, a yellow and green ball of light erupted and went straight to the giant sword laser.

The white dream beside him also silently single-handedly, that once frozen the white mirror of the Korean flying sword, emerged. As the mirror swung, several milky white columns burst out, targeting Han Li himself.

It seems that this woman intends to wrestle around Wei to rescue Zhao.

The cold man himself, the deep spell in his mouth hurriedly exited, the Xuanyu card came up empty, the white light point above, turned into a brilliant group. There is a phantom like a spiritual beast hidden in the light mass, slowly shaping.

By this time, Han Li had carried out a giant sword technique, which had already prompted the golden giant sword chest to be slashed down by bamboo.

His own mastery of array method, coupled with clear and clear eyes, breaks down a district illusion, naturally a momentary craftsmanship.

But when the yellow green light sphere appeared under the sword, and several other milky white light columns rushed out of the snow and lasered at themselves, the corner of Han's mouth moved and a slight smile appeared.

(Second more! Recent updates are somewhat unusual, and there's nothing I can do about it. I've tried to avoid trivialities. But near the end of the year, there are things that nobody can exempt. Time is no longer within my control. I hope you will understand a lot in the near future! I can only say that I will definitely do my best to update it. Oh, after all, we are now relying on words, we will never be lazy!) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)