A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The next morning, when Kim Yue two elders and Bai Pi and Leilan two sons were on the first floor of the attic, standing there quietly waiting for something.

Among them, Elder Shi had a hint of anticipation, while the two sons had a mist, and their gaze at the stairwell flashed beyond suspicion.

After a meal, footsteps were heard, and then people flashed, and Han Li appeared at the stairwell with a smile on his face.

“What, you did it.” Elder Shi's eyes lit up and asked.

“Many thanks Senior Professor for the grace. Almost mastered, should be able to respond to the enemy.” Han Li smiled.

“Good. This trial may be more dangerous than ever. Although Han Daoyou is a spiritual cultivator, I'm afraid he will encounter some other strong enemies along the way, so I talked to Elder Shi last night and was prepared to use one of his family's treasures. In this way, you can protect yourself from any accident.” The young girl carefully gauged the appearance of Korean standing and suddenly said.

“Clan Treasure.” Han Liyi was very surprised.

“Nice, take this thunder cutter," Kim Hyatt said in the talking room, her sleeves trembled, a glimmer of green light flew out, shaking into a blue scissors.

Han Li lowered his conscious one-handed lift and grabbed this treasure in his hand, staring down.

Scissors are only about half a foot long, old-fashioned, with a dark green surface and a light silver Xuan Ou pattern. It's not normal at first glance.

“Two seniors, really lend this to the seniors.” Han Li touched the scissors with his hand and felt the cold in the forest. He asked happily.

“In fact, there are a few other treasures that are better suited for your abyss, but unfortunately these treasures take a lot of time to taste. Time is running out. And this Thunder Cut doesn't have to be such a hassle, just add a little infusion of your own spiritual power to sacrifice the wounded enemies, and it's powerful! However, this clip is also easily captured by powerful opponents, and Han Daoyou needs to use it more carefully.“ Kim Hyatt cautioned heavily.

“Thank you Senior Giving Bao. Senior must have used it carefully.” Han Li didn't have the courtesy of knowing that the two men had taken out these treasures for the sake of the safety of the son of their own people. He accepted the treasures with a smile in his face.

Kim Hyatt nodded and ordered Bai Bi and Leilan beside each other, but did not bring anything more.

Han Li did not expect to see this.

The treasure that should have been given to both of them, presumably long before they left Al-Quds. The golden gourd that Leland and the Chirong used the last time they fought in the arena is probably one of them.

After a guest, five people walked out of the attic and took off.

Many others have gathered in the air where they have long been waiting.

At this moment, they are all suspended in mid-air with wings behind their backs when no one rides a giant bird flying bug or anything.

And the Philippine sons gathered together, separated from their elders.

These sons are very different from what they were yesterday, and all look heavy and have no more whisperers.

Han Li's eyes flashed. He also didn't mean to talk to anyone. He flew to the corner of the crowd with the two people behind him, quietly speaking.

But not long ago, Han Li suddenly felt that someone was looking at him, and his heart moved and looked back.

Outside of a hundred husbands, a skinny, short woman looked like a girl, measuring him up and down.

This goddess has dark skin but has some strange black tattoos around her neck.

At first sight, Han Liwang turned to her and smiled slightly, revealing an unusual bite of snow and white teeth.

Han Li has a heart!

Because once he had swept away, the dark-skinned girl was a high-ranking spirit that would exist and have a strange breath that made him feel intimidated and threatened, seemingly cultivating something special.

Han Li's face was not slightly discoloured, but his mouth slightly moved a few times.

Standing beside her, she had closed her eyes and suddenly heard Han Li's voice in her ear.

He opened his eyes with a glance. As Han glanced at the skinny girl, but his face changed dramatically and he hurriedly lowered his head.

“Brother Han, that's the Seven Vietnamese Oats. The great name is still on top of the sound, the first person in my generation. But this woman is harsh, has an unusually strange temper, and if she can't move, she will take her life. Brother Han, don't mess around.” Han Li's ear sounded white with a hint of awe.

Han Li frowned and couldn't help but wonder why the woman felt another gloomy glance sweep at herself as she measured herself like this. This time, it was really bad intentions.

Han looked down and glanced at the tail.

As a result, we saw in the other corner of the crowd, wishing that the sound was standing there with the other sons of the Ji Rong clan, with a bad eye.

Han Li glanced back coldly and withdrew his gaze unemotionally.

The Chi Rong clan must win against the Tianpeng clan. They must have been haunted in the trial. Han Li's opposite heart is not great.

Because Han Li waited for someone to come out late, he didn't wait long in the air.

Half an hour later, when the three elders of the Joint Presbyterian Church and the Green Army appeared before and after the crowd, the whole team immediately began to advance and went straight to the mountainous wall not far away.

Somehow, the whole team did not fly directly from the wall, but parked directly beneath a giant wall.

When the Green Armor came to the front of the team, he read words in his mouth, and then slammed the wall with one hand.

A huge burst of rumbling and wavering against the massive wall surface of the crowd, gradually emerged a pale silver law array in a five-color flash of light.

Green Armor saw this, immediately a mouth, sprayed a pale purple wooden plaque.

The light on the wooden plaque amplified and a purple light column flashed out of the laser. After a few flashes, it fell into the center of the Falun Front.

Suddenly, the silver array buzzed and then disappeared under a wave of animation, but a silver door appeared beneath the truncated wall.

This door is dozens of feet tall and emits an icy and cold light, which makes it look unbeatably heavy, as if it were made of sterling silver.

The Green Armor closed the wooden medal without saying anything, and ran to the far sleeve of the giant door.

A purple glitter roll burst out of the sky and hit the giant gate.

loud noise, the silver door slowly pushed open in the glow.

Immediately outside the door, a gray and evil wind blew in, passing by, the sons suddenly felt an unknown chestnut, their skin as if it had been raised with sweat bristles approaching with a blade.

It's weird!

Han Li naturally felt the strangeness of the wind and the blue flashed in his eyes.

The door was opened, and the entire team of nature walked out of the silver door without hesitation. The situation behind the giant wall was immediately apparent.

Han Li couldn't help but suck in a cold breath.

Not far behind the door is a black earth.

The ground is not only grassy, no matter what the earth stone is, it is black, look at it, boundless.

At high altitude, however, is a foggy sea formed by a layer of grey and white mist, abnormally thick and equally invisible to the edges, with an incredible appearance.

The gap between the fog sea and the ground is only 30 or 40 feet tall, which makes it seem narrow and abnormal, but the strange wind sounds are constant, as if it can swallow everything.

restless for everyone.

“This is the gateway to the earth. It looks very dangerous.” Han Li mumbled in his heart.

“Well, here we are. No one but the Son can move forward. The Gate of the Abyss is 10,000 miles from here in the mist.” The old woman, who had been single-handedly abducted, suddenly said.

The sound, albeit modest, cleared the abnormality into everyone's ears and the otherwise disturbed crowd calmed down immediately.

“Well, since we're here. So let's start publishing this trial, and I'm sure everyone is anxious to wait.” White-haired man beside him hey hey smile.

The old woman glanced at the gray-haired man and continued silently:

“We waited for the elders of the Joint Presbyterian Church to discuss the contents of this trial as distinct from the dark demons identified in the previous killings. Instead, bring back from the abyss a spirit called the Flame Fruit, even if you are successful in your trial. Unlike other spirits, this fruit is born only in the heaviest places of darkness and obscenity. The fruit ripens about once every 500 years and only one is born on each piece of fruit tree. The fruits you bring back must be ripe fruits. The first layer of darkness in the abyss is not enough, and it is unlikely that this will happen. Of course, if anyone doesn't believe in taking chances, go to the first floor and find him, then naturally, too. The second layer, there may be a small amount of flame fruit, but if there is, we cannot guarantee it. On the third level of the abyss, there will surely be such spirits, and there will be many of them. It is naturally up to you to decide exactly how to act. And the trial period is three months. In three months' time, no matter how many people have successfully tried, we will open this door again to welcome you back. But listen carefully.” The old woman's voice is not angry and arrogant. What she says is about the success or failure of the trial. Han Li is such a participant in the trial. Naturally, she listens attentively and dares not miss a word.

“Well, now that I've told you all about the trial, Now we can go. Three months later, my husband wants to see most of you again. The rest of you go back, and the gate will be closed again soon.” Tattooed the old man's silent commandment.

Then he ran sleeveless and shook his joy, and walked straight to the gate behind him, with no intention of turning back.

The gray-haired man and the old woman looked at each other and followed without hesitation, followed by the other elders of the Joint Presbyterian Church, silently. The elders of the branches saw this, most of them looked at the sons of their own people and returned with a slight fear.

With only half a dozen words, he took the opportunity to preach a few more words and also turned his head away.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Philippine sons stood face-to-face on the vast open space outside the gates.

Happy Mid-Autumn, everyone.

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