A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li flew out of the gap with a puppet and a raven. After a flash, man appeared on the altar in the Spiritual Palace.

His head didn't go back to the opposite hand, and Dry Blue Ding flew right out the back, quickly shrinking into his cuffs and being put away.

After another burst of noise, Xuanyu Cave closed the hole crack again.

Han glanced nearby.

Quiet and quiet all around, no one is present, completely as when entering Xuanyu Cave.

He sighed relaxed, but his eyebrows still wrinkled as he looked at the large, dense, numb, tall ice column in front of the altar.

This icy Cold Array is a bit tricky!

Though he believed that the cold in the formation posed little threat to him, breaking it was not an easy task. After all, this law array is not a temporary restraint, but a genuine Upper Gucci array with no discount on power.

Moreover, Han Li is even more worried about not just this array, but how the gates of this Spirit Palace can be opened.

When he first came in, the cold voices of the population said that it was easy to open the door from the inside out, but he did not want to be sure that there were 89 falsehoods in this statement. Even if it is simpler to open it from within, it is expected that there will be a special rule of law.

Thinking about it, instead of immediately touching the ice cold array, he patted it on the storage bag and instantly a stack of flashing flags appeared in his hand and immediately shook it down.

Seventy-eight different colored lights flashed away and vanished into an empty spot on the altar. And there, with a white fog emerged, it spread over a dozen lengths.

When he saw the scene, he flipped his hand, and the bottle cutter with the yuan baby on it floated in his hand.

Before considering the next move, he intends to carefully search the former god of the Great Elder of the Little Polar Palace with the method of soul searching, so as to know more about the matter of the Spirit Palace, so as not to get caught in a trap without knowing it. Of course, by the way, the news about the sun's fine fire cannot be spared.

Han Li single-handedly held the bottle and gently drifted down.

In the blink of an eye, no one went into the fog and disappeared.

The whole phantom palace became quiet and could only see the fog rolling gently in the Pharaoh.

After a full hour, the white gas suddenly swung violently in the law array, and then began to thin sharply at the visible speed of the naked eye.

When most of the fog was swept away, Han's figure reappeared in the middle.

Seeing Han standing face to face with a sincere disc knee on the ground, his eyebrows locked tight, something seemed hesitant and difficult to solve, and the jade bottle containing the yuan baby on the chill was placed beside it, empty as well as open bottle mouth, but the yuan baby looked like nothing.

“I didn't expect the sun's essence fire to be in such a place. It seems like it hasn't advanced to the late Yuan Baby Stage. I really can't rush to find this fire. There are three entrances to the Spirit Hall, but there is only one exit to the main hall. Looks like this cold-blooded man didn't plan on letting me out of here from the beginning. If we don't search the soul first, I'm afraid we're going to lose a fortune.” At last, Han Li frowned loosely and muttered to himself.

And he stood up, and a roll of blue and summer flew out, and he hid all the banners and the empty bottle.

Then both hands pinched, turning into a rainbow to one side of a deviant door.

As the light converged, Han stood up and stopped in front of the door. Looking at the several obviously obsolete seals attached to the door, he turned his head and glanced at the too shady crow standing on his shoulder, and his mind moved as one.

This spiritual object, which is too shady and truly fired, has a low tone in its mouth, flashing its wings, each with a red flame striking out.

“Pfft," those puffs touched the red flame and burned violently, at the same time spreading various colored spiritual light.

But these spirits just flash slightly and fade away instantly, eventually becoming the ordinary extreme.

And all the tokens in the eye are covered with a layer of crystalline ice.

Han Li smiled slightly, fingers bounced, several golden lasers came out.

“Bang," “Bang," a few crisp sounds came.

Together with the crystalline ice dimensions of its surface, the inches break apart and become obsolete.

Han Li touched his chin, his sleeve robe flashed casually, and suddenly a strong wind rushed towards the stone door.

The door snapped and slowly opened.

Han Li walked in without hesitation. Humanoid puppets follow them like shadows.

Through this inconspicuous stone gate, it is certainly a wide yard of more than a hundred lengths.

A winding white stone trail in the middle, beside it are some monster statues of different sizes, all crystalline and white, seemingly engraved with brown ice, a vivid and realistic shape.

Han Li swept on these ice sculptures, blinking in the eyes, and walked carelessly onto the trail, walking towards the courtyard door at the end.

At first, everything was fine, but when he walked to the middle of the trail, suddenly dozens of ice sculptures on both sides, all of them came alive with their eyes red, their teeth clawed, and their mouths poured cold air on Han Li.

Han Li seemed to have predicted it, his palms flipped with surprise, and a little red dinghy appeared.

He single-handedly punched it a little bit, and then he took it easy.

The sound of the fire burst, then the lid flew off, and then a loud bang sounded, coming out of a pillar of fire of more than ten lengths.

The whole space suddenly became hot, and the frozen beasts became a little frightened.

These ice beasts were slow to move, but Han Li kept moving. Under the auspices of the law, the columns of high fire swept apart.

Hundreds of fisted ravens hallucinated out of the flames, then took a cloud of fire and poured it against the ice beasts.

For a moment, the temperature in the vicinity rose again, and the entire compound was covered in a sea of red flames.

Although these ice beasts are the body of brown ice, they are not known how many years of hammering to form the essence of the flames themselves in the fire. After that, the ice beasts, although desperately resisting the chills, are gradually dissolved by a group of flames.

In a moment, all the ice beasts in the yard were empty.

Han Li nodded with satisfaction and fluttered the void with his fingers.

When the sound of ”When" cleared, all the ravens circled to high altitude and flew back into the midst of their hearts.

After the lid fell again, the fire returned to calm.

And almost simultaneously. The fire in the yard vanishes without a trace, as if all that was just a hallucination.

Standing on Han Li's shoulder, he saw those similar to himself, but there was no curiosity. He just took care of himself and combed his feathers, and seemed to despise those of his kind.

Han Li put out the fire and disappeared behind the courtyard door.

Shortly afterwards, he appeared in a small hall.

And in the middle of this seemingly rudimentary hall, a small transmission stands quietly here.

Han Li didn't show any surprise and seemed to have known there was such a transmission array. With his hands behind his back, he seemed to intend to walk over and observe the array carefully.

But at this moment, suddenly, the white light flashed in front of the eyes, and it seemed to be excited, something was about to be transmitted.

“Huh” Han Li's face revealed the color of the difference.

But with his current divinity, even another late monk of the Palace of the Little Pole, the Lord of the Palace of the Little Pole himself would not fear anything. When the foot stops immediately, instead of moving the voice quietly, look at the transfer array in front of you.

In case the humanoid puppet behind you disappears without a trace.

The transmission formation in front of him was not large. At most, it conveyed the appearance of two or three people at a time. As a result, the white light dropped greatly, and the figure of the three skinny bodies never came out.

Han Li's eyes narrowed!

Three young women dressed in small polar palace costumes were all cultivated around the foundation period, one of the oldest looking women even reached the realm of false dan.

But the three nuns panicked, while their tops were untidy, and one of the women had a bloody scar on her shoulder, apparently just after a great war.

“Who are you? Ah, it's Senior Han!” At first sight, the three women stood suddenly in front of Falun Front, a man who was not wearing a small polar palace costume, and immediately jumped. Two of the fine women, each of them immediately consecrated a crystal clear flying sword, but the injured woman had a slight posture. After carefully measuring Han's standing, she shouted with surprise.

Han Li sniffed the words, and then recalculated the disciple who recognized her little palace, and found out that she was the Chinese maid of honor who dedicated her time in the VIP building.

“So it's you! Something wrong?” Han Li's color remained the same and asked faintly.

Although the other two women did not know who the “senior Han" was in front of them, but since their sisters recognized the person, their tone did not look like that of the enemy. The natural color was relaxed, and after sweeping Han Li's cultivation, the second daughter was suddenly surprised and surprised.

But without waiting for the second daughter to come forward to salute her, the rear transmission line flashed again, and then a burst of fury accompanied the dissipation, a shadow of a great beast appeared in the formation. It is an unknown demon beast with horns and long horse faces, but standing on his feet, holding a pale green steel fork with long black fur behind him.

“Be careful, these are monsters who attack this palace! It was just chasing us.” The three women naturally backed off in a hurry, and the Hua surname woman said to Korea in a hurry.

As soon as the demonic beast emerged from the Battle of the Law, the three women immediately smiled, waving a steel fork to rush out of the Battle of the Law.

But at this moment, suddenly the red flash flashed behind the beast, a loud bursting sound came, and then a blue shadow flashed and vanished.

The demon beast shouted a terrible scream, with a fist hole in his chest, burning all around him.

The monster beast wobbled for a few moments, and the steel fork in his hand threw down his hand, and the tall figure was carried into the Falun Front.

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