A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The light was broken by a blow from Han Li, and the two people sitting on the bottom of the tray naturally opened their eyes. The four gazes stared straight at Han Li, all expressing surprise.

And at this time, the two people over a blue and yellow two-color screen, inadvertently hidden, although much smaller than the previous five-color screen, was enough to cover them. At the center of the light screen, a semi-transparent zimpa is slowly spinning.

And this is the magic of this gown.

“It's you!” The old man wrinkled, some hard to believe.

The grey monk's face is gloomy and uncertain.

Han Li glanced down at Jimpa and the emerging light screen, with the corner of his mouth slightly curved.

“Looks like you've spent some time trying to cover your tracks with a piece of treasure. Tsk! No wonder Han was wondering why he couldn't see an illusion ban in the Herald area with his spiritual eyes. Turns out the two Taoists have been watching out for fishermen. Han is so admirable!” Han Li uttered admirable words, but his face had no expression, and even a little brazen appeared between his eyebrows.

After listening to the gray monk finally calm down, a Buddha in his mouth said:

“It turns out that Han Daoyou is vast, and none of his three friends can catch him. But I don't know where Cold Brother and others are now. Can't you just leave the cave on your own? ”

As the monk said, his eyes swept across the underground cave, and he couldn't help but notice the trail of the three men on the cold. He didn't seem to believe that Han Li could actually kill the other three with one person.

Han Li glanced, shook his head first, nodded again, sighed for a long time, but didn't say a word.

At this point, the next two are somewhat mysterious.

“Huh, Daoist, why are you pretending to be a ghost? If that cold man had left the cave, the three of us would have to rush out of here, or else he would have recruited the other monks of the Little Polar Palace, and I would have become the three of us in the cave.” The old man couldn't bear to stare.

“You don't have to worry about them anymore. The three of them have been killed by me. Cold Brother still has a Yuan Baby. Are the two Taoists going to meet each other for the last time, and then send you both on the road together?” Han Li said politely.

“You defeated the man in the cold. Impossible! What's your last word?” Once he heard Han Li's words, his face changed dramatically, and when he heard the final words, he was furious again.

“Nothing, Han A doesn't know what your relationship is, but he's lazy to think about it. But it's enough to let me fight the Little Polar Palace Brothers, and to know that I don't care about them. And what I hated most in my life was being used by others. Besides, I don't want to let the second person know that you two should disappear into the world.“ Han Li faintly said, his eyes closed and he ignored the two, then pinched his hand and a curse came out of his mouth.

The grey monk and the old man were shocked and instantly sensed the fluctuation of the nearby spiritual energy, hurrying to look around.

Beyond dozens of characters, countless golden flashes emerged, followed by a thin, hairy gold wire, which appeared strangely. It was weird that they were flashing, irregular, but all slowly leaning towards the middle, silent and silent throughout the process.

“Sword Array!” At first sight, Han Li flipped his hand, and after sweeping around, he couldn't help but scream.

But the monk in the grey robe was in his heart, pressing his suspicion that Han Li was capable of killing the people on the cold, and Zhangkou stormed out loud in the air:

“Brother Han, don't get me wrong, the two of us have no ill intentions towards Daoyou. Now outside the Spiritual Palace, it is not known how many Little Polar Palace Brothers. If no one is present, Daoyou will never be able to leave easily. It is only when we join forces to reject the enemy. As for Tong Tian Ling Bao, we can both swear blood and never reveal half of it. ”

“No, next time I believe the dead don't leak secrets!” Han Li listened to the monks, hey hey together.

“Brother Mollusk, don't say anything. Look at what's behind this man. He's got these things to do with the war. How can you even look at us?” The yellow cane floated in his hand as soon as the palm of the old man flipped, smiling at the monk.

When the monk heard this speech, he gazed at it, which revealed the doll puppet just blocked by Han standing up, and the five human skeletons standing behind him by more than a dozen husbands, his face could not help but change slightly.

“What are those? Who's the other guy?” The monk startled.

“Those skeletons seem to be the legendary Five Sons of Concentric Demons, and the other one doesn't know where they came from! Most of the time, this guy used these things to make a big, unexpected cold old man. That person did not say that if the five demons were the five demons of the fallen Dry Old Demon, it would be me and his opponents. The only way is for us to quickly kill Han Boy first. These things are no longer a threat to us. But now, let's break this sword array first. Otherwise, we'll be in a lot of trouble when the five demons are brought up. Fortunately, Buddhist kung fu has a restraining effect on the Five Demons. If the Five Demons strike, you can get caught up in it. Now we can only walk one step at a time, let's break this sword array first. If it doesn't work, use that thing that was meant to deal with the cold people and deal with this person.” The old lips were slightly moving and propagated.

“That's the only way. However, this person is not practicing ice attribute kung fu, and I'm afraid the utility of that thing will be greatly reduced.” The monk sighed and sighed as well.

“There is no way to do this. Good thing the other party is not a former postinfant monk. Even if you can't kill the other party, there is absolutely no problem in seriously traumatizing this person. This time we really missed the math, although we got the news that this Han Kid is a master, not under the Late Brothers, but didn't expect such a trick. We wanted him to consume most of the people on the chill first, and we stabilised the winning ticket after we made the final move. But I didn't expect this person to destroy the cold old man directly, and he hasn't suffered much damage. I knew I wouldn't be in this mess.” Old Hate said.

“This is it. Dragon buddy doesn't have to regret it. We used up that thing, but we still took advantage of it in exchange for a Tong Tian Ling Bao and Five Sons Concentric Demon.” At first sight, the monk was unable to impress Han Li to quit, and the surrounding gold filament was approaching again, and the divine color was diminished. At the same time, there is a gloomy air, compared to the appearance of the charitable eyebrows, almost two people.

Once the old man listened to this, he couldn't help but hum a few times. Then he crutched his hand and threw it into the air. The yellow light magnified, and he turned into a yellow monster like Mafi Ma, with raw teeth.

The monster was rushed by the old maneuver, circled one at a low altitude, and then burst into a mouth, countless yellows gushing out of its mouth, sweeping away in some direction

These lights are literally hundreds of palm-sized yellow swords, and each bite is brilliant and unusually sharp.

And the monk's hands were united, and one more point, and each hand produced a brilliant silver * *. Swinging into the air, two * * bodies swelled, turning into two wheel-sized syndicates, then rolling in the same direction.

Han Li's eyes have been reopened over the sky, and when he saw the next two move, the color remained the same. Seeing the yellow swords and the two silver wheels rush into the gold wire, they are instantly cut into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, falling down.

“What a sword array this is, how so sharp!” The old man and the monk saw this scene, sucked in a cold breath of air, looked at each other, and at the same time saw the expression of fear in the other's eyes.

Naturally, these two people will not just be tested once, that is, an old palm, with an extra pale blue brick treasure of all sides in their hands, the spell sounded in their mouths, and their hands were lifted.

Suddenly, the brick rose, turning into a giant lofty size, and then slammed away with a glittering blue man.

The same scene happened.

In the void, the dense hemp wire flashed away, and the treasure was instantly cut into countless pieces, like fireworks, disappearing in the distance without a trace.

“Impossible, this blue brick is made from blue gold, which is very tough, how can it be so easily destroyed?” The old man finally couldn't hold his breath, shocked and shocked.

And the grey monk frowned, his mouth suddenly lowered, and suddenly the mouse-like beast did not lift his eyes.

Suddenly the gray light around the spiritual beast swelled incredibly, the plush belly rose several times the original body, then “bang” slightly, the spiritual beast opened its pointy mouth.

Suddenly a wave of grey noise visible to the naked eye burst out of the mouth of the beast, and as soon as it exited, it burst like a shocking wave, sweeping straight towards those gold wires.

At first sight, the tangible treasure seemed to have nothing to do with the sword formation, which promptly drove the intangibles and bombarded the past.

But since the Great Heg Sword Array was called in the original Qingyuan sword technique, once cultivated, the world can be free from worries. Though slightly exaggerated, the laying here is only half a set of swords, but it is not a wave in the district that can be broken.

As soon as the gray sound waves rushed into the gold wire, the gold wire trembled slightly. In the magnification of the gold light, it was all turned into a huge sword with a long length. When the lightning struck against this wave, the large wave of gray wire fell and collapsed and disappeared.

These golden swords then swung, redefined into a single piece of gold filament, and continued to converge towards the middle two, as if the roots of the previous changes had never happened, giving a deep and unpredictable sense of horror.

(Oh, finally got the chapter done by twelve. Looks like we can still watch the second half of the Spring Festival party! Ask for more monthly tickets. In the face of all our hard work and struggle in the New Year's Eve, we all have monthly tickets. I hope you can support me! Happy New Year, fellow bookmakers! (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)