A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Lei Kung Island is no longer small, but compared to Pei Ling Island, the little witch sees the great witch.

Han Li floated in the void dozens of miles away from Bearing Island. Looking far away at the giant island, he felt that the island was not much smaller than Starling City.

Of course, there are no dense and numb buildings on the island, nor are there giant mountains as tall as the holy mountains, but there are several equally high rock peaks on the island, each nearly ten thousand tall and rarely tall.

And what's even more amazing is that these mountain peaks are steep, smooth, and seemingly grassy from afar, as if a couple of skystone columns were rolling straight into the clouds. Starting from the hillside, work went halfway into the sky clouds.

None of this, however, attracted Han's attention, and he was mindful that not only those mountain peaks, but the island as a whole, was not green at all, the island was full of grey and white monotonous colors, and there were no spiritual fluctuations found on the island.

The island is like an abandoned mountain without a spiritual vein!

Han Lixin mumbled a little when he observed it.

Didn't you say there's a huge spiritual stone mine on the island, how can it not even look like a spiritual vein? You know, in general, spiritual mines are in themselves concomitant with spiritual veins, and places with spiritual veins, more or less, gradually produce spiritual stone mines of varying quality. Conversely, spiritual veins generally exist where there are spiritual stone mines.

As Han Li had originally imagined, the islands from which high-grade spirit stone mines could be born are, needless to say, extremely rare spiritual veins throughout the human world.

But the situation in front of him made him a little silent.

But when I think about it, Han Li smiled again.

The island is so huge, if it is easily discovered, how can the so-called high-grade spirit stone mine not be available until recently? I'm afraid it's already been dug up by the ancient monks. It appears that there are other unknown halls of fame on the island that can mask the fluctuations of the spiritual veins.

In his heart, Han Li thought carefully and released himself. He looked up at the proud sun in the air for a few moments.

It is still noon, and although Han Li is smart in his own way, it is naturally easier to move at night. Therefore, after a short circle of nearby sea surface, the light finally found a reef that was exposed to the sea surface and fell straight down.

He then sat on his knees on the reef and closed his eyes to take care of himself.

A few hours later, the night came again, and Han Li opened his eyes with light.

Together, the light lashes straight towards the island.

Of course, Han Li simultaneously carried out some kind of mystery, which made the light blurred and blurred. In the night, ordinary monks will never find out.

Han Li approached the island after the time it took to eat a meal.

Because Miaohe and others had been searched, Han Li clearly identified the area occupied by the Alliance and others. He snuck into the island and went straight to a huge stone peak in the distance.

Along the way, Han Li encountered a number of hidden restraints, and under the release of conscience, it was discovered that hidden guards were really a lot, and the closer to that stone peak, the more vigilant the appearance.

But with his current divinity, he has no disrespect for these forbidden and lower-ranking monks, and the godless ghosts just flashed by, and the forbidden and guards couldn't stop and find him.

A faint green light, such as entering uninhabited land, penetrated directly into the regional centre of the Alliance and eventually reached the giant stone peak.

The green light converged, and Han's figure appeared in the glow.

Instead of rushing forward, he looked up at the top of the stone peak and, after a moment of silence, the blue flashed in his pupils.

Only the seemingly ordinary stone peak surface is seen, presenting a light blue light screen in Han Li's eyes.

This light screen covers the entire stone peak, the surface is as smooth as running water abnormality, it is a strong restraint that rarely forbids the formation of large arrays.

Han Li frowned.

This huge legal restraint cannot be broken by secret tricks alone.

Of course it won't be really hard for Han Li. The blue light in his eyes converged, flipped with one hand, and a tri-colored flame emerged.

That's the three-flame fan.

Although this may alarm the proscribed monks, Han Li couldn't help but directly kill the guards.

Just give him a little time, it is not difficult to find the Extremely Yin Ancestor. And if you want to leave after killing the shadow, who on the island can keep him?

Han Li thought so, flashing the feather fan on his hand, he wanted to break the ban. But at this moment, he suddenly moved, and the light on the three flame fans went out, showing a slight surprise on his face.

Then he slipped the feather fan into his sleeve and his figure disappeared in place.

Almost at the same time, the distant sky is flashing with light, then the laser comes several shimmering lights, hitting straight to the rocky peak.

A moment later, these luminous lights reached the stone peak, and the light converged and three people appeared.

Headed by a white hair monk with a split head, his face was unusually young, and there was a mid-term modification of Yuan Baby. The back two look a little like the man with white hair, but their faces are pale and bloodless, with no added expression, and a thin white robe, which makes them look a little weird.

The white hair monk seemed well aware of the prohibition outside the stone peak, and stopped directly in front of the blue light screen, lifting his hand, and a fire red note impacted the light screen.

Soon after, the blue light screen suddenly glittered and a crack slowly emerged in the roar.

Several people entered continuously without saying anything, and the light curtain quickly healed as it had begun.

No one noticed that another pale blue shadow followed closely behind the last man in the white robe, just as flashing. Not even the white-haired monk noticed the anomaly.

Inside the blue light screen, in front of the grey-haired man, stood several venerable monks.

“Senior Fei, your old man is here. Elder Tang now has important business to deal with. He hopes that seniors will go to the VIP Palace to rest overnight. He will meet with several other seniors tomorrow at Yunyang Palace.” Speaking is a strong man in his thirties years of age, with unusual reverence.

“What does that mean? Ming Ming summoned Fei to rush to the island and let me see you tomorrow. Did Elder Tang play tricks on me?” As soon as Brother White Hair heard this, his face was heavy and his tone was slightly unfriendly.

“There is absolutely no such thing. Elder Tang does not have time to split up now, he does not neglect to spend seniors.” The strong man looked white and explained hastily.

“Forget it, I'll theorize with Phil tomorrow. Now we have a couple of friends on the island. Looks like tomorrow's the last day of the summons.” The white-haired monk snorted and suddenly the subject changed and asked.

“With the exception of Senior Miao Crane of Lei Kong Island and Senior Huang of Tianman Island, the rest of the seniors have arrived.” The strong man finally let go of his heart and answered honestly.

“Miao He has become a coward since the body was destroyed once. I'm sure he will come with Huang Kun. It's not unusual to be late.” The white-haired monk has a slight discoloration on his face.

When the strong man hears this, he can only pretend to be deaf and mute, and never dare to talk about the former infant monk.

Seeing this scene, the white-haired man sneered. He was about to tell a pale, bloodless man standing behind him, his eyes glistened, his figure suddenly twisted incredibly, his upper body pulled out like a python twice as long, he jumped next to a foundational monk who couldn't prevent it, and he bit the person's neck with his teeth born in his mouth, his mouth sucked up the semen.

“Ah” several other foundation-building monks stood nearby, suddenly frightened backwards, several more rushed to reveal the protective device.

“What a panic!” It's just time for my demon to feed on blood again. ”The white-haired man glanced at the low-ranking monks and the guards suddenly stashed away their magic tools.

Brother White Hair, this is a slightly slower pat of a storage bag between his waist, when a bloody thumb, Dadan Ball, lashes out of his pocket, then a little bit of this object from the man, the blood pill immediately lashes towards another man in white robe.

The man's mouth swallowed blood pills and continued to stand motionless.

Yet another white robe still sucked the guard's blood, making the original man seven feet tall, his figure shrunk sharply in the roaring sound of his bones, while his skin became incredibly dry, like the skin of an old tree.

Brother Gray looked at the scene coldly and had no intention of rescuing him. After the bitten man turned into a half foot to look like a dwarf, he suddenly single-handedly pinched, and a blood method struck the blood-sucking man.

The man suddenly trembled, releasing his fangs and returning to normal.

A red light lashed out of the hands of a man with white hair and struck the man who had become a dwarf.

“Puffing”, a bloody flame wrapped the foundational monk in it, turning his eyes into nothing, not even a single soul left behind.

“Take me to the VIP building.” The grey-haired man commanded Brother Knottan if nothing had happened, as if nothing had just happened.

“Yes... Seniors please come with seniors!” After counting the strong man's face, he hastily replied with a smile, even without mentioning what had just happened.

Then, with the light, he flew two bodies with the white hair monk to the top of the stone peak, and blinked and disappeared into the fog at high altitude.

The rest of the ground-building guardian restrained monks were relieved and all showed palpitations.

None of them knew that a hidden figure had seen the scene at the height of more than a hundred people above their heads.

“Yin bloody corpse! I had no idea there was such a thing as a sacrifice! I am not afraid of the last Yin Qi entering the body, I finally lost my life!” The man who whispers to himself is naturally Han Li, who sneaks into restraint.

At this moment, he floated in the air with his arms in his arms, muttering with a low, deafening voice, and seemed to recognize the history of the demon brought by the White-haired Brother. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)