A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li only slightly delayed near the valley mouth and felt more than a dozen mindsets swept over him.

He stayed quietly for a short while and refused several waves to see that he was a high-ranking refiner, rushing to invite a small group, then floating into the canyon as well.

This canyon is just one of several entrances to the human side of the Sunset Tomb.

The rest of the area was blocked by the monks with several artificial Qi Front blockades. Near this only entrance, some of the monks naturally stationed in Sunset City, specializing in surveillance of the entrance in case anything unexpected happens.

It's just that all these monks are hidden in the dark, and it's said that the lowest of them is also knotted and sits in town by a synagogue monk.

In the canyon, Han stood slowly as he conceived information about some of the sunset graves he had gathered from others over the past few days.

At this moment, under his robe, he was wearing a grey, eye-catching armor, and behind him a long gun with a cloth strap covering the front end.

The barrel is black, but the end is embedded with several blue crystal stones that glow in the dark.

The long gun itself is lightly silver, and it is temporarily impossible to see what materials are being refined. On the other hand, the bars wrapped a few laps around the wrist and were tightly concealed by sleeves.

Of course, Han Li's most dependent killer dared to venture into the battle of the sunset tomb. Naturally, the two fairy beads in the storage bracelet were extinguished. These two treasures are in hand, so long as you don't run into anything above the level of the Refinement Period, it will be enough.

The canyon was getting wider and wider, and the last faint road disappeared as Han Li walked more than a hundred miles away.

Han stood looking down and sighed lightly.

If he can't think outside, it's really inconvenient, and can't judge anywhere, he has to pick one direction at will.

During the first few days, there were no anomalies, and no demonic beasts or other people were encountered, with the exception of some occasional little beasts and some snake worms.

But with the vastness of the region, it's not surprising.

But five days later, a primitive forest appeared in front of Han Li that could not be seen.

The trees are all thirty or forty feet tall, the branches are fat, the shadows are cool, and from time to time you can hear some low beast roars hidden from inside.

Han Li glanced for a while and suddenly lifted his legs into it. After a few shakes, his figure disappeared behind the tall tree.

With the strength of Han Li's flesh now, he practiced the smoke moves when he was a mortal. Even though the vines were everywhere in the forest and the bushes were crowded, he was still like a ghost charm, as if he had become an invisible body to move freely inside.

If any other refiner or monk saw this scene, he would not be willing to easily provoke Han Li in this area.

Suddenly, Han Li, who was traveling, flashed with silver light, a silver wire lasered out, circled around a large number of nearby trees, and flew back.

An awesome roar erupted from behind the tree, then the storm came together, with a unicorn on one head, two tall yellow giant bears, flashed out from behind the tree, and in the roar pounded hard on Han Li not far away.

But Han stood up for a few moments, and went outside of the count. He had no intention of stopping at all. He looked blind to the giant bear.

With a "punch through" sound, the giant bear squared out a few steps, and the whole body split into two pieces at a time from the waist.

And the giant tree behind him also burst out, the trunk split into two pieces, and the top half fell straight down, covering the body of the giant bear.

At the same time, Han Liyi cut off the giant tree and killed the giant bear. But that was too sharp with the silver wire, which had only revealed itself so far.

By then, Han Li, long ago, had disappeared into the dense forest again.

Hence, Han's slaughter trip in the tomb of the sunset really began.

Three months later, deep in a strange mountain range, a string of loud sounds intermingled with spikes and hoarseness, but after a loud "bang”, everything calmed down again.

And where it just came from, Han Li stood on a cross tree more than ten feet from the ground with his hands upside down, and his color was unusually calm.

And in his four boats, the corpses of a group of green monkeys, crossed the ground seven ways and looked like more than twenty heads.

These monkeys have one big, round, thick, hard body and two inches of long fangs in their mouths, making their faces look unusual.

However, these ape corpses were either torn into pieces, or there was a deadly blood hole in the chest, throat, etc., and blood flowed all over the place.

But the most astonishing thing was a giant monkey with red hair and two or three big heads, passed through a hole in the heart by a long black gun, nailed there. His seven tricks bled and his wounds were scarred. He just looked like he was dying.

“But when I got here, I ran into the Knight Demon Beast. The tomb of the sunset is truly a myth!” Han Li carefully weighed the corpse of the giant ape for a while and muttered. Then raise your hand and grab it empty-handed.

Suddenly, the blue light flashed on his finger, and the black gun trembled from the trunk of the tree, pulling itself out of the reflex and back.

The corpse of a giant ape also fell off a tree trunk.

Han Li single-handedly grabbed the long gun, and then his figure moved, which turned into a fictional shadow directly into the deep forest.

For a while, the silence was silent again.

After a while, the surface of a large tree in the vicinity sparkled green and emerged in a luminous glow. In the glow of light, there was actually a small man who was short of measure.

Wearing a green dress with a picturesque eyebrow and an irregular figure, this little man is a beautiful woman who has shrunk tenfold.

She frowned at Han Li's disappearance and frowned slightly.

”Tianqiao, why didn't you just do it? This man is just a high-ranking refiner of a people, and you and I can easily clean him up together.” Another yellow light rose from a shrub, and an elderly man of the same size appeared strangely with a white crutch in his hand, speaking in a disgruntled tone to the woman in the green light.

“Lord Yellowstone! This time we did not infiltrate here to kill more than a few people and demons. It is to hunt down the rebellion of our own people and recover the blood of God. If you don't want more, don't do more.” The woman in the green dress glanced at the old man and replied faintly.

“This man is the equivalent of a former infant monk at best, and you and I, the spirits, will do it. It's not a matter of raising our hands. Why take so much into account. Our spiritual and shemale tribes are the great enemies, can take advantage of the opportunity to weaken the people, or do as well as possible.” The old man in the yellow robe shook his head and disagreed with the woman.

“I wouldn't mind shooting this guy if it was easy. But this guy is a little weird, so don't spook the snake, it's a bad thing.” The woman in green was silent for a while before she spoke her own mind.

“Weird? Tianqiao, what did you find?” Yellowstone asked hastily.

“Do you really think this man is a refiner?” The woman's eyes flickered for a moment and asked back.

“What does that mean? If this man holds a spiritual appliance, he kills the Knot Dan demon beast, and there is no spiritual fluctuation on his body, not a refiner or something?” Lord Yellowstone is somewhat unknown, so.

“As you should know, I am Cheng Ling of Sakura, and I can see things that ordinary people can't see directly. And this man is very powerful, barely beneath you and me. As far as I know, no human refiner can have such a powerful god. It should only be possible to possess a shrine of chemistry in a human race.” The woman said slowly.

“Powerful God! Are you saying that this man is not a refiner, but a degenerate monk pretending to be?” Yellowstone's face is amazing.

“I didn't say much, I didn't find any spiritual power in this man. However, this possibility is not ruled out. After all, many of the ways of mankind are not under the gifted divine power of our spiritual people, even if there is such magic, it is not unusual. Our mission was to hunt down rebellion and reclaim divine blood. I don't want to take any chances and make a big mistake.” The woman said softly.

“You're right, if it were true, we wouldn't be sure to kill it. If you run away, you won't lose it. But if that's the case, people are so sly! Those high-ranking demonic beings who encounter each other are going to be in bad luck. They could not have imagined that a shrine monk would disguise himself as a refiner, and even if he existed in the same order, he would have suffered a great loss before he could have been prevented.” The old man in the yellow robe is having some more misfortune and joy.

“By the way, the Iron Ridge and the Red Extinct should be here, too. After all these big things, all five of our spiritual tribes should have manpower, so I don't know which spiritual generals the spiritual tribe sent?” The Green Skirt woman remembered something and suddenly asked.

“This is not very clear. But the Waterspirits are the most mysterious of our five tribes, and divine blood is the most important to them. It's not unusual to send anyone.” Yellowstone dude hey hey smile.

“That's true, but I heard a little bit about it when I came in, and it seemed that the Organic Spirits also wanted to send someone to get involved in it.” There was a slight hesitation on the woman's face.

“Organic spirits? They also have faces, and that rebellion is the people of the Organic Spirit.” Yellowstone was furious when he heard it.

“That is true, but the Organic Spirits seem to believe that that is why they should be sent to hunt down rebels.” The woman replied softly.

“Hmm, sounds good. Still trying to greed the blood of our five tribes.” Yellowstone snorted coldly and looked angry.

“Well, anyway, most of the people of the Organic Spirit Nation are people who know both the demons very well. Much better for pursuing rebellion. I assume that the rebellion dared to come here and must have had ties with the ethnic side long ago. The people will probably send someone to pick him up. We must find rebellion and reclaim God's blood before they meet.” The Green Skirt woman Mori said.

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