A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Double the price. Wan Daoyou is so generous!” Han Li made a haha and put a smile on his face.

“What, Daoist doesn't feel enough?” He asked in silence.

“Enough, of course. Unfortunately, Han promised to do this many years ago. And I'm not in the habit of backing down promises. However, if Wan Daoyou can leave safely, next time, Han is not unable to consider this condition.” Han Li's lazy reply was clearly a tone of tone.

This time, both the Reverse Star Alliance and the Brothers of the Star Palace heard the gaze.

The smile on the face of the sky finally disappeared, revealing a gloomy look.

“Since Brother Han has made a decision in his heart, Wan can only negotiate with Daoyou. But if you and I do it, it will harm the younger generations in the neighborhood. Why don't we find another place to fight in the distance?” The voices of heaven are freezing down.

“Well, that's exactly what I meant.” Han Li sniffed that he had promised to come down with one bite and had no thought at all.

At this point, Wantianming was somewhat stunned, but after a few gloomy flashes, he immediately pinched his hands and turned into a purple rainbow, flying away from Starling City.

Han Li looked back at Ling Yuling and others and nodded with a smile, turning into a green rainbow to chase him.

In the blink of an eye, the two late archbishops disappeared into the air before and after, and soon disappeared at the end of the day.

Seeing this situation, Ling Yuling and Zhao Old Man looked at each other, both of them from each other's face to see the slightest anxiety.

This Ten Thousand Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands of Thousands But Han Li did not hesitate to follow, which made it difficult for the two of them to say dissuasive words, even if they were in their hearts, so as not to affect their morale.

“Hey, since Wandao is gone, we don't have to be idle. Let Lan weigh it well, you descendants' magic talent, Tsk! Yuan Baby Brother, I haven't killed him in centuries.” The haircut man in the Lan's two demons stretched out a bright red, bloody tongue, added a lower lip and suddenly made a strange laugh.

Then he pinched his hands, then another mouth, sprayed out a white bone ring, while a large amount of blood fog emerged from the big man, his eyes spread dozens of nearby, forming a sea of blood, inside simultaneously by the ghost crying monster wailing loudly, swept across the star palace Brotherhood.

The petite woman next to the big man, also had a soulful smile in her cherry mouth, her sleeves trembled and flew out of her sleeves a pink mist, the scent fluttered her nose, making people smell distracted, difficult to herself.

After the old man and the old man looked at each other, one sprayed a golden yellow bead, one breathed thirteen green flying knives, and turned into a glittering attack on the past.

On the opposite side of the Alliance, Lingyu Ling Yuling and other former infant monks saw this, naturally daring not to be lazy, but also exerting their own divine powers, releasing various kinds of light and Xia to greet the past.

On the side of the star palace, there are a few more early monks, while the opposite star alliance has the powerful Sha Xing in the middle of the Blue Demons. After a burst of collision, the magic of the colored spirits of both gods was instantly interwoven, and it was still there.

And those middle- and lower-ranking monks on both sides of the foundation of the knot saw this, and instead of the same cry, they sacrificed their magic magic treasures, and mastered the past. A mixed war has officially begun.

Only these monks, naturally far away from the battlefield of the former infant monks at the center, spread far away.

At one time, within a few decades of the circle, the bursting sound, the shouting sound, the sound of various instruments colliding, sounded for nine days, can't see which side is in the upper hand.

It seems that it is not a moment and a half before the two sides really want to separate victories and losses.

At the same time, Han Li and Ten Thousand Days of Light finally stopped on a surface after breathing out nearly a thousand miles.

As soon as Han Li emerged from the green light, he looked across his arms with no expression on his face.

With his current mindset, it is obvious whether there are other monks nearby who hide the ambush. Otherwise, how could he really be led by the other person's nose?

After sweeping here, there is no one within a hundred miles of each other, and there is no forbidden law. And look across the way at the sky, the color of God calms down abnormally.

Han Lixin turned his mind and thought it was funny!

This seems somewhat meaningful, and the Gatekeeper and he seem confident in this war.

“Almost. It's pretty quiet here. To be used as a burial place for Daoists, yeah, not as a grand priest for Daoists.” Ten Thousand Days looked around and looked back at Han Li, the whole person was like an iceberg cold lane.

“Down at the burial site?” Han Li listened, not angry, but smiled lightly.

“Why, Han Daoyou feels too exaggerated in Shanghai.” Asked in a loud hum.

“No. I just don't think it's a good idea if Wan has been practicing lately. Don't push yourself too fast and ruin your brain.” Han Li smiled and said leisurely.

“Is it a big story, when the soul of Daoyou is scattered, you will naturally know. But before I do, I'd like to introduce the other two to Taoist friends.” The sky is cloudy, "he said.

“Introducer? You think I'm a three-year-old hairy boy, and there's a third person here besides you and me. I'll pull my head off and give it to you directly.” Han Li grinned and replied politely.

Heavenly words stitched up, but then faintly said

“Really? That was a mistake at the bottom. These two are not really human today. ”

After saying this, instead of waiting for Han Li to understand what it means, he took a black leather bag in his waist and threw it in the air, then pinched his hands and read the words in his mouth.

As soon as the pockets fell, a dark fog erupted from the inside, one tall and two human shadows emerged, and then the fog fluttered like ghosts.

”Alchemist?” Han Li was so experienced, he immediately recognized the fog in front of him, it was a very powerful corpse, brows slightly wrinkle.

Thousands of days heard the words, but laughed coldly. His mouth was overruled.

As the shadows lifted their arms, the nearby corpse gas seemed to be attracted by enormous force, turning into a fog python poured onto them. There was no sign of her in the body.

In the blink of an eye, the black corpse gas was absorbed into the sky, revealing the two grey and white figures.

Han Li swept the two corpses with a glance, and the color was abnormally calm.

It is no wonder that he is completely unfamiliar with the appearance of the two carcasses and naturally does not reveal anything unusual.

In these two alchemists, the tall one, with a shady face, looked like he was only in his 40s, but a pair of arms was bigger than ordinary people, actually drooling directly to his knees, the palms were also strange, but he looked unusually crystalline, as if the white jade had been carefully carved. The other smaller figure, the alchemist, is a woman in her thirties, her face is thin, her eyes are thick, but on one shoulder there are three different types of swords, hard raw nails on the flesh, it looks weird.

Han Li looked at the two carcasses without any indication, and his eyes flashed.

He took a deep breath, his hands changed, suddenly there was a clicking strange noise in his body, then his body surged several inches, at the same time another mouth, a purple fog erupted, and he turned his eyes and drowned in his shape. Turned into a huge cloud.

Then the clouds rolled wildly and began to fluctuate in colour.

Han Li touched his chin and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth when he saw the scene. When your hands are lowered, a tri-colored light rolls out of the cuffs of one hand, a green light flashes on the other, and the Eight Spirit Ruler Spiritual Treasure appears.

Han's face is as usual, but his mind has already decided on an idea. Whatever the other party uses, he will do everything he can. After seeing the opportunity, trap each other with an eight-point ruler, then hit them with a three-flame fan as close as you can.

So thinking in his heart, Han Li eyes blue flashed down slightly, a low thunder behind him, one pair of blue and white wings emerged.

A scene of surprise appeared when he wanted to use his wings to reach near each other!

In a cloud of variable colors across the street, the sound of clicking flashed, then an astonishing demon rushed to the sky, and the fog instantly turned gray and white, while a dark cold chill erupted.

Han Li's pupils shrunk and his heart snapped.

How could the heavens and the earth not be the gatekeepers of the gates of the Straight Way to cultivate the works of magic? And this magic is a little familiar, similar to the true magic of ancient demons, but it is not entirely true. By the way, it seems in his memory that another person has similar magic. It just seemed that the interval was too long for him to immediately recall.

Han Li was in a state of uncertainty, and an arrogant laugh came out of the magic, and a strange shadow appeared before the magic.

Six clear anomalies appeared behind this man, as if he were a tall phantom of substance, or had horns on his head, or vomited his teeth, a horrible man, wearing a scaly armor, as if he were a demon in the present world.

“Six-polar True Demon Art! ”

In such a strange situation, Han Li shouted out loud without even having to think about it.

“Oh, you recognize your own magic. It's not really confusing!” The man stopped laughing and looked coldly at Han Li in an uppermost position. The irony appeared on his face.

The man was clearly wearing the costume of the heavens, but his face was completely different.

At this moment, Han Li looked at the person's true face. His face was full of stupidity.

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