A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 1129: Spirit Treasure Two-Tailed Face Scorpion

A fist-sized bead was wrapped in the yellow green light sphere.

This bead is milky yellow in color. When the laser comes, it actually carries the sound of thunder. At first glance, it is a treasure.

But Han Li did not stop the intention of the giant sword. Instead, the golden light of the giant sword rose by a few feet and fell in the roar.

At this time, the thick and abnormal milky white columns of light also flashed before Han Stand.

Han Li took a gentle breath and opened his mouth with a purple flame. Once the violet fire exited, the wind swelled, turning into a giant fireball half the size of a wheel.

After the ”bang“ burst, the purple fireball split into four shots, turning into a few smaller pieces of purple flame, facing the milky white columns respectively.

The sound of “bursting" was loud, and those columns of light had not stopped at all and hit the purple flame.

The violet white light flashed, two extreme colds erupted throughout space, countless crystal lights emerged in the void, and a strand of two-color cold air spread across the space in blink.

In one direction, the golden sword has been steadily cut off from the milky yellow bead with a loud noise from the sky and earth.

The collision between the two is indeed another scene.

Surrounded by giant swords and round beads, two different colored arcs erupted simultaneously. The two interwoven flashes instantly form a huge bulb with a diameter of more than a dozen lengths, and the electroluminescence shines alongside a deafening roar.

This bead is a rare thunder belonging to the family Gubao.

Han Li did not care about the cold air coming at him. He waved only one hand and a layer of purple flame appeared on his body. He was somewhat surprised by the emergence of the giant thunderball.

What kind of thunder is this? It looks like it's from somewhere. It can actually resist the power of the Evil Divine Thunder.

Instead of instigating the giant sword power, Han Li single-handedly single-handedly stood in front of him. After a "bang”, a flutter of blue silk lashed out and instantly wrapped around the ball, trying to force the ball to capture the appearance in the bag.

When the middle-aged man in the banned green shirt saw the scene, his heart shocked and he could not save any more magic. Several methods were suddenly struck, injecting his whole body of spiritual power into the bead.

This thunder bead is a treasure he received in previous years. Though it has not been fully understood, it has been incredibly powerful and cannot be relinquished.

Suddenly, the two colored thunderballs that were formerly equally powerful enemies, under the auspices of the middle-aged man in the green shirt, the green light suddenly flourished, there is a tendency to overwhelm the gold arc to push back.

But Han Li's complexion sank.

His giant sword is made of more than a dozen flying swords, containing the power of the evil god thunder, which is naturally far from being comparable to the blue thunder contained in a bead in such a zone. Therefore, it was just a heartbeat, the giant sword shook, several bowls of rough gold arc appeared on the sword, and one of them turned into several golden giant python, the momentum pounded toward the lower thunderball.

The freshly vibrant blue arc was struck by these golden pythons, immediately invincible in the electric light and roaring sound. All the blue arcs were torn to shreds between the eyes, and the body of the milky yellow ball emerged naked.

And just at this moment, from the blue wire on the virtual sky, it seemed to pinch the time to the front, and as soon as it got entangled, it rolled the ball lightning into the blue wire, and then reflexed back.

The middle-aged man in the distant blue shirt rushed, his face was full of anxiety. He never let go of the strangling method with his hands. The circle of blue silk then struggled and swayed, looking like he wanted to break free.

Dreamlike frowned, unspoken jade hands into the mirror a little, then threw into the air.

A round of cold months rises above this woman's head and the mirror is white.

A mouth of white dreams, but not a word, ejected a pure and unusual white smell and struck the mirror.

There was a hissing sound in the mirror like a snake, and then the green light flashed, as if something flashed out of the mirror, but because it was too fast, no one could see the form clearly.

Commanding Han Li, who was photographing the round bead, suddenly twisted his head, his pupils were bright and blue, and the golden light circling in front of him suddenly emitted several lasers.

Targets are all in the same direction!

“Boom," a few golden lights burst open in front of him more than a dozen husbands like he hit something.

Han Li ignored these, but his fast sleeve swept away, forcing the blue silk wrapped in the round beads into his hand, and folded his hands into the storage bag, which stared at the burst of gold.

Only to see the golden moon slightly beneath, a few golden flying swords are surrounded by a strange-like spiritual worm, and the fighting continues up and down.

This worm looks like a giant scorpion, but it has two tails, four wings on the back, and the pattern on the back is a very cool human face pattern. It's creepy!

This bizarre green scorpion is using two black and black tails to protect itself in a shadow. The sharp bluebamboo bee cloud sword, chopped on it with a metal thud, cannot break this defense to kill the scorpion.

“Two-tailed scorpion!” Han Li muttered and seemed surprised.

This scorpion is the 29th highest on the list of spirits. Han Li was quite impressed by the odd marks on his back, so he recognized the worm at first sight.

However, the human face on the back of the scorpion is still somewhat blurred, obviously not finished growing, and is still in the larvae stage.

With Han Li's current divine talent, he has no fear of other ranked spiritual worms unless he encounters the top 20 complete spiritual worms.

After he was surprised, he went into a deep divine color, single-handedly patting the spiritual bug bag between his waists, suddenly buzzing loudly, a group of golden bug clouds whistled out, rushing straight to this strange scorpion.

The double-tailed scorpion seemed to feel something bad at first sight. After a whisper in his mouth, his figure became blurred and disappeared from under a few flying swords without a trace.

But the next moment, it appeared somewhere more than twenty years away. With this four-winged worm, it's incredibly fast.

But Han Li laughed coldly and did not speak, just a gentle bug cloud.

The “bang” in the golden bug cloud suddenly burst into the air, countless golden flowers flew across the range of more than a hundred lengths, a golden beetle several inches in size, the shape trapped the two-tailed scorpion.

The white dream of manipulating this scorpion with a treasure mirror in the distance At first sight, it is not good to cry out in the heart, immediately manipulate the two-tailed scorpion out of the siege of the herd.

But it was too late, and all the golden bugs buzzed together, coming straight from all sides to this scorpion. Though the speed is not very fast, it is dense and numb on all sides, and there is not even a single open space available.

Scorpion helplessly, only a pair of hooks can turn back into a shadow to protect the whole body, and then as soon as his shape shuddered, he recognized a certain direction, stuck one end in the phage, trying to force out of the herd.

In the case of ordinary spiritual worms, this scorpion naturally behaves most appropriately. But in the face of the golden worm, the upper archaeal worm, it's just a suicide trail.

The speed of this scorpion declined significantly by half because of the dancing of the tail hook, although with this impulse it struck out countless beetles at once and rushed out more than a dozen lengths. But there are more golden beetles, and they move up without fear and with it.

These phages are neither afraid of any scorpion poison nor the sharpness of the hook scorpion, but the more beetles bite the hook tail, the slower this two-tailed scorpion speeds and the hook tail dances.

In the blink of an eye, this double-tailed scorpion was stained with a golden color and finally made a terrific bug sound.

A moment later, the scorpion was swallowed clean and without trace by the sea of worms.

When all the beetles flew back, prompted by Han Lizhen, there was only one pair of black poison hooks gleaming and floating in the void. Because this hook is too hard and very poisonous, even the phagocytes are not interested in forcibly eating it.

Han Li was quite interested in the poison hooks. When the probe grabbed them emptiness, he captured the demonic beast material into his hand. He measured them slightly and put them in the bag. Then he glanced at the golden sword in the distance, which was unshakeable.

When the mind moves, the giant golden sword falls and the golden arc flashes around the sword, adding a three-point power to the slash.

After a loud rumbling sound, the void was suddenly amplified by white light, and then the wind and snow in the sky became intertwined.

After another change of scenery around, Han Li reappeared in the original matrix, finally disengaging from the mask of illusion.

Han Li was delighted, but his eyes swept slightly.

The middle-aged man in the green shirt is pulling out a treasure like a bronze ragon from a storage bag, about to be sacrificed. And because the spirits in the foster mirror were exterminated, and the white mirror floated over his head with a cold face, he made several successive rulings, and seemed to have to borrow this realm to do something magical.

At first sight, Han Li broke out and slowed down his hand as one of them. His face couldn't help but change dramatically.

On the other side, a large five colors of light and shine uncertain, inside the Sanskrit bursting sound, the grey monk is fighting with the old monk to the point of importance, but it also does not look like the wind has fallen in the prohibition. This surprised Han Li a bit.

But the thing that cautioned Han Li the most was standing on the boulder, the spell of his mouth was always on the cold.

He was staring at Han Li with a gloomy eye. At the top of his head, a white Kirin phantom had been formed, and at the center of this phantom, it was the unknown Xuanyu token.

After seeing all of this, Han Limei moved slightly and then silently patted the lumbar storage bag.

Suddenly a ray of light flew out of the bag, and one circled and hung in front of Han.

It's a black jade bottle several inches in size!

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