A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li is about 20 miles from the Elder Tower.

He looked far away at the tall blue stone tower in the clouds, his eyes flickering.

To his knowledge, the tower will always be staffed by a hybrid elder from all ethnic groups.

Think about it, Han Li is really a little emotional.

In the early days of the human world, all of them were characters of the divine dragon's head but not tail. How can they be easily seen by ordinary people? By the time we got to Tianyuan City, even the Masters of the Combination Period were so close to it, and there was a great opportunity to ask for one or two points later.

Looks like it would be nice to stay here until the exotic atmosphere is washed away.

Han Limei thought silently about competing with the man with the eyebrows. Naturally, not much attention has been paid to the divinity of even dealing with the cultivated monks.

After watching for a while, Han Li's body flashed green and turned into a green rainbow. He lasered back towards the Flying Spirit Palace.

Upon returning to his house, Han immediately opened the restraint. After feeling that there was nothing wrong, he walked into the secret room and sat down on his knees.

Though he said he had a lot of faith in World War I in three days' time, he would certainly not be prepared not to do so at all.

Until then, however, he still has a little problem to deal with.

Han Li's sleeves trembled and a small silver bracelet appeared on his other hand. It looks exquisite, but lightweight and looks like a hollow object.

This is precisely the Ring of the Spirit Beast, named after the Spirit Realm and the Storage Bracelet, which is divided into several spaces that can accommodate different Spirit Beast Spirits at the same time.

Han Li has received golden worms, spiritual beasts, etc. since his visit to the tomb of the sunset. The original bag of spiritual beasts was naturally abandoned.

He now swept one hand onto the ring, suddenly a fist yellow light group flew out of it, and then the surge grew bigger, turning into a small beast tied to the five flowers of blue cord, the size of a ruler.

It was the mutant Leopard Lin Beast captured by the Ling Clan in the Sunset Tomb on that day.

From the memory of the phage, Han Li already knew that the beast appeared to be the same as ordinary leopards, but it was actually a demonic beast with a little blood of kirin, and this little beast was also a mutated leopard rin beast, so as a minor, his strength was already comparable to that of a former baby master.

During the restoration of his powers, Han naturally wanted to surrender the beast. But this beast is wild, and it has initially gained intelligence, and it looks like it would rather die than die.

Helpless, Han Li had to put it into the ring of the spiritual beast, intending to take a while to grind its wildness before talking.

Nowadays, the beast has been locked up for decades and is finally a little unbearable. A few days ago, a message of submission was sent to him in the Ring of the Spirit Beast.

But Han Li didn't have time to take care of it because of a string of things such as robbery.

Now there are three days, enough for him to conquer the beast first.

As soon as the little beast emerged from the rings of the spiritual beast, it immediately burst into a mourning silence at Han Li Wu. A pair of green eyes actually showed a humanized look of plea. And with a small body like a big cat, it looks adorable.

“Now to put a restraint on you, if you let go of the myth, I will untie you and give you some good. Otherwise I'll be locked up for a hundred years.” Han Li was polite and directly threatened.

Although the beast is not intelligent, he clearly understands Han Li's words, and when his body trembles, he can only connect the furry head a little bit.

Han Li smiled slightly and flipped with one hand, adding more than a dozen thin silver needles to his hand.

Again, all the silver needles flashed away and did not enter the little beast.

Then Han Li pulled out a bright red flute, a mouth, sprayed a sperm of blood on it, and then gently waved it with his fingers clamped.

“Pfft," Fu Hu turned into a bloody mist, holding it together.

Han Likou read words, and then patted his Heavenly Lid with one hand. In the flash of green light, a few inches of a large dollar baby appeared, stepping on Xiaoding.

As soon as the Yuan Baby Square emerges, it sprays a green light with one mouth.

As soon as the blood mist sees the green light, it immediately embraces it, and the two merge between the eyes, turning into the green red light flame.

At this time, Yuan Bao's hands pinched, and several rulings were made successively against the flame of light.

Once the light absorbed those rulings, it trembled and rolled up violently, turning into a fist-sized ghost face.

Violent.

Yuan Baby hands on the beast gently!

The ghost grinned, turning as if alive, and burst into the head of the little beast with a whistle and disappeared.

The little beast shouted and immediately fell on the floor, unconscious.

At the same time, a layer of green and red light appeared on the body, and the blink of darkness kept flashing.

Seeing this scene, Han Li revealed his satisfaction and single-handedly grabbed the beast's body in the void.

After the "bang” sounded bored, the little beast wrapped blue cord, the inches broke apart and became invisible.

Han Li then ignored the beast, put his hands on his knees, and began to sit up with his eyes closed.

For the rest of the time, Han Li never left the secret room, and the sight of three days passed naturally in a blink.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, a fire ignored the restrictions outside the door and flew directly into the living room, then rushed back to the hermitage room to laser.

But as soon as the fire rays onto the door of the Chamber of Secrets, the door suddenly shook a light of white Xia, blocking the light from it.

The fire circled a few times outside the door, tried again, couldn't break into it, and then burst into a buzz.

Suddenly the secret room door flashed blue light, a figure appeared strangely out of the door, and as soon as he raised his hand, he caught the fire in his hand.

It was Han Li who had been locked up for three days.

At this moment he looked faint and lay on his shoulder a beast like a raccoon, immersed his god in a fireball without panic.

It is the voice note from the Jade Palace that competes for spirituality.

“Guangwu Temple”

Han Li muttered, rubbing his hands together, and the fireball vanished.

Then the big step went to the gate.

Two hours later, over the alfresco square of a huge hall, Han Li's shirt floated in a huge white light screen. Beyond the light screen, there was also a man with a scar wearing a golden armor, his arms stood there, and the color was unusually cold.

A little after time, Han Li waited for a meal, even the golden armor man showed a little impatience. From time to time, he looked at the seven hot suns in the sky and seemed to be calculating the time.

All of a sudden, the sky's spiritual light flashed, a blue laser came, and the blink of an eye reached near the light screen, and a monk appeared in a restrained light.

“Forgive me, sir! The younger generation came a little late because of the sacrifice of Fabao. Seniors didn't miss the fight time, did they?” He saluted the golden monk with a smile on his face.

This person is the man named Ong Han.

“Humph! One moment later, you'll be disqualified. You're lucky you got here at the last minute. Get in there now.” Brother Scarface Golden Armor swept the eyebrow, impatiently said.

Then he pinched his hands, aiming at the white light screen with a golden method.

The curtain of the moment was magnified, and in a violent tremor, Ong opened a wide channel in front of Han.

“Many thanks Senior. ”

Ohn surname Hanzi Daxi, shaking shape, turned into a blue bright light, rushed into the light screen.

When he reappeared opposite Han Li, he swept Han Li's glance and his face twisted with a slight smile.

“Good! You're really here. You seem to have a lot of nerve. How dare you confront me with an early frontier?” Eyebrow man Yinshen said.

Han Li listened to this, the corner of his mouth slightly curved, just a lazy smile, seemed to be lazy even to speak to each other.

The man with the eyebrows saw this, his heart suddenly burst into rage, which had suppressed a few killings, and suddenly rose again by a point.

“Listen, there is no limit to spiritual strife, and any means can be used as long as one leaves the limits. And unless one party opens its mouth to admit defeat, I won't stand in the way. If you think you can't do it, you can still admit you lost while you still can. Though there are few things that have fallen due to spiritual strife, it is common to be struck down by serious injuries. If there is no objection, we shall begin now.” Brother Scarface spoke routinely with no expression.

Han Li and Weng Han looked at each other far away, all silent.

Brother Jinya nodded and spit out the word "start” in his mouth.

In that instant, Han Li and the man with the eyebrows made simultaneous moves.

In the face of an opponent who even the Latter-day Monks of the Divine Divinity treated with unusual courtesy, Han Li naturally did not despise the point. With 72 inches of swords running down his sleeve, he swept out, turning into Dodo Golden Lotus in the flash of gold and circling his body.

At the same time, he had another mouth, a small ding was sprayed out, which was then converted into a giant ding of Xu Gao in the magnification of the spiritual light, and the soldiers made the buzzing sound of the array.

It's the Vain Heavenly Treasure Ding!

And the man with the eyebrows across the street picked his hand and a little blue light emerged from his body.

These blue dots, only the size of the rice grains, are raging, dense and numb, and submerge almost all of them themselves.

Then the man's other hand grabbed at the void, a gleaming silver flash, a silver brilliant * * appeared in his hand, the palm size, but the palm size was unusual, and the silver wheel surface was imprinted with a layer of spell, at first glance it was nothing small.

Throwing the silver wheel into the air, it immediately turned into a silver-colored light group that kept spinning in the air, and began to rise and flutter with the sound of a curse.

A moment later, the silver wheel turned into the giant of three or four lengths, as if a bright sway of silver sun floated over the head of a frown man.

This man finished his manoeuvre, looking across the street, his face could not help but look slightly.

The seventy-two golden flying swords fell, but at first sight the humming giant dings, I couldn't help but think!

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