A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

At this point, the grey monk's face became ugly and abnormal.

This sword formation is far more than they expected.

Han Li saw that the two people below, although their faces changed dramatically, never really showed a panicked expression. His eyes slightly flashed a few times, and the corner of his eyes jumped slightly.

At this time, the old two took out several other treasures and tried to resist the proximity of the sword silk.

Han Li moved in color. Standing behind him, the puppet suddenly faded away and disappeared from the spot.

And a moment later, the golden wire around the sword formation was just over twenty years away from the middle two.

Forced the old man and the grey monk to even begin to self-destruct the sacrificial treasure. As a result, the golden wires were temporarily paused, but their continued proximity could not be prevented.

“No, this sword array is too weird. There's no way to break it with just ordinary treasures. Use that thing. Only the power of that thing can defeat the Sword Array!” When the old man saw the gold wire getting closer and closer to himself, he finally showed fear on his face. After turning his head suddenly, he said to the grey monk anxiety.

“With that object, you can naturally break the sword array. But how to deal with Han Boy later!” The grey monks hesitated.

“I can't care less. Break the sword array, we still have a chance. Otherwise, for a while the sword will gather, you and I will die, and it will be no use to keep this object.” The old man said without hesitation.

The grey monk listened to this, his face had a muscle twitch, then looked around the short work of gold wire and closed several lengths. Finally, he bit his teeth and nodded.

When I slapped the lumbar storage bag, a strange thing appeared in my palm.

It's a fiery red sphere with big fists. It's so red that you can't see exactly what it is. However, the ball surface was simultaneously affixed with a forbidden symbol of gold and silver. The grey monk held the object with one hand, and his face showed a cautious look, weighing abnormally.

“Mordor, hurry up! If this thing works too close, we'll be involved.” The old man looked at the golden wire of the sword formation, which was only more than a dozen lengths away from them, and screamed sharply and abnormally.

The grey monk sighed and raised his hand to pull the wax on the red sphere, as if to use the object immediately.

But at this moment, behind the grey monk, a faint silver light flashed, a figure emerged from the void, his actions were as silent as ghost charms, so that the monk did not find anything different.

The old man standing opposite the monk, but at first glance saw this unusual, shouted.

“Behind you! ”

This old mouth was a loud reminder that, at the same time, the robe blew and a yellow light flashed towards the person.

The Grey Robe monk heard the warning speech of the old man. As soon as his body was shaking, he had to laser out immediately. At the same time, the arm holding the ball also subconsciously shrunk, trying to put the ball into the sleeve robe. But its actions were a little late.

The puppet appeared right behind it, while the puppet possessed the magic of a former late infant monk, only to see it move, one hand directly into the back of the grey monk, and the other hand grabbed the red sphere. The action can be described by thunder and lightning, and it's incredibly quick.

With a groan, the monk fell in shape.

The humanoid puppet plugged into its key point. Although the silver palm easily separated the protective light, the moment it touched the person's back, a strange bird's phantom appeared from his back covered in dark feathers.

Although the silver magnificent palm of the puppet let go, the phantom of the strange bird was easily cut open, but the movement was naturally slowed down, allowing the monk to avoid the harm, only to cut a long button at his shoulder, blood flow. The other one grabbed the palm of the red and red sphere, and when it was almost ready, the sphere suddenly left the monk and lashed towards the other side.

The yellow ray has reached the front of the humanoid puppet, a shining yellow fine needle.

The humanoid puppet's eyes amplified with purple light. This needle was not hidden. The arm that grabbed the red ball suddenly trembled, and the sound of "clattering” came.

This arm finally flew out of its body, catching up with the ball in front of it in a flash, caught one in its hand, and then came back with a circling laser.

The yellow fine needle hit the human puppet's head almost simultaneously, emitting a dull burst, and the yellow flashed.

“Bad!”

Ah

One surprise, two distinct sounds, coming from both monks and old people.

This is not that the two people have any different thoughts, but the monk saw that the red sphere of fire was taken away by others, and was naturally angry, while the distant old man saw his centuries-old magic treasure, striking at the opponent's point of harm, and the other party seemed to have no protection at all, so he couldn't help but rejoice.

Humanoid puppets take a few steps backwards and backwards to barely stabilize themselves, straighten up again, and look cold to the old. At its temple, a small, thick thumb hole appeared there, but immediately the silver light flashed in the hole and disappeared without even a scratch.

This scene made the old man stare, but he immediately sensed something again, and suddenly he screamed:

“Yellow plum needle, what did you do to my yellow plum needle? ”

The human puppet slowly raised one palm, at the center of this hand, the yellow fine needle bounced and swayed, desperately trying to escape from the palm of the hand, but it was wrapped in a bunch of silver light, unable to get away from here.

At first sight, the old man's face became abnormally pale, his lips moved, and when he was about to say something, the human puppet rubbed his hands flashly, the palms of his hands dazzled with silver light, the yellow fine needle suddenly became dim, the spirituality greatly lost.

And the old heart was pulled, shout, spit a few sperms of blood, broke a lot of energy.

The grey monk looked iron and blue, unable to take care of the injury behind him, suddenly his hands swung. Countless groups of fist big silver light gushed out of their hands, hidden the sound of wind and thunder, I don't know what treasure it is, the situation is so amazing.

But Han Li in the sky saw the scene, his mouth hey hey chuckled, and he moved.

The puppet's hands pinched, the surrounding silver light amplified, and the light converged again, and the strange disappeared in place.

Those silver clusters naturally hit the void, and they didn't work at all.

The monks and old men looked at each other and saw a desperate look in each other's eyes.

At this time, the surrounding gold wire was only seven or eight lengths away from the two of them, and they were able to do so one day, and now they can't fly with their wings.

Han Li floated in high altitude with his hands backwards, looking somewhat indifferently below.

The Great Heg Sword Array finally came together completely, and countless gold wires eventually turned into a huge golden light sphere, and in that light sphere first came a bursting sound, shaking the light sphere a few times, then the screams of the old man and the monk came.

In a glance, he clearly saw that the two middle-aged monks had been torn apart by a blade.

Hidden in the flesh for a little more support, but with so much gold wire continuously cut, it eventually turns into a little green light, disappearing from the world without a trace.

As for the two men's storage bags and the two men's driven treasures, there is nothing left, all of them clean and stirred by Sword Array Wei. Only two tiny groups of yellow and green colours remain in extremely cold flames, floating gently in the air.

lightly sighed, Han faded on his facade, but revealed a few lonely colors.

A moment of silence and silence, the silver flash next to it suddenly emerged, the human puppet silently appeared, handed over with one hand, the snatched red sphere appeared in Han Standing.

Han Li reached for it without a word and carefully weighed the object.

This circle looks semi-transparent, with a glittering red flame tumbling in it. Looking closely, it's a mini firebird dancing around it, lifelike and amazing. Around this firebird, there are colorful and colorful symbols flashing. Each symbol is a kind of ancient text, but it is impossible to recognize the approximate origins of these words with Han Li's current knowledge of ancient texts.

It seems to be a brand new type of ancient text!

Han Li Tuan detailed for most of the day, brows slightly wrinkle.

Since these two men took it out at the last minute, it must be different, but they see it as the treasure of the killer.

But while this sphere does look magical, it also seems to contain a lot of fire attribute spiritual power. But if you say this, you can destroy it. His Big Heg Sword Array is just a joke. Looks like the real power of this thing should be on those symbols. But in preference to these ancient texts, he can't recognize any of them, and naturally he can't talk about how to understand.

Now is not the time for him to study things carefully, Han Li thought about removing a few more restraining marks from the storage bag, sticking them on top of the ball, and then removing a wooden box that looked like gold and not gold to carefully put away the world. Stay for later.

At this time, Han Li looked up in the direction of the Kirin phantom, and saw that the phantom was just a little while later, and his figure went down a circle. The floating ravens in its interior appear insane, but are about a third bigger.

Seeing this scene, Han Li touched his chin and revealed what he thought.

He was not in a hurry to retrieve the real fire. He pinched his hands first, and the spell came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, hundreds of golden lights emerged from the void below, trembling, and most of them disappeared, leaving only 36 golden swords.

Han Li's indifferent sleeve robe shuddered, and the swords became a golden rainbow that fell into its large sleeve, then his eyes turned and fell on the cold flames of the two small groups that remained in place.

The two flames were motionless beneath, flashing a faint light that looked truly eyeless.

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