A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

After enough time to drink a cup of tea, the beads shrank in blood and suddenly tremble to send out a voice of an elderly and abnormal woman:

“Blood, find me something. I don't know if there's something important about the old man. Is it something important that I'm waiting for? ”

The voice owner seemed very dissatisfied with the blood robe man looking for him at this time.

“Oh, it's been decades since we booked the grand plan. Now my husband rarely contacts Daoyou. Haven't we even had a few moments to talk?” The bloodrobe man laughed low.

“Don't give me a circle. What's going on? Just say it. Otherwise, the old man would have broken his secret." The old woman's voice was so heavy, she was very impatient.

“The next time we decide to split up, Ki Qing collects blood sacrifice, Six Foot collects the power of the Yin Spirit, the old husband refines a large number of puppets, and Daoyou needs to cultivate the 8,000 most important Yin Jia Xuan ghosts in the plan. I don't know how my friends are doing today.” The man in the bloody robe cared nothing and asked.

“Hmm, knowingly! I don't know how many ears and eyes you've put in my hands. How's it going?” The old woman silenced for a moment and returned coldly.

“Ha ha, just each other. My husband refined the puppet land, and there are also friends who often appear under the door. But now, I want to hear it from my friends.” The bloodrobe man laughed.

“It's no secret, why not? Eight thousand Yin Jia Xuan ghosts say, as long as the six legs provide enough Yin Qi to cultivate them, only sooner or later. The only trouble is that the eight Yin Jia Ghosts who lead these ghosts must be mindful of the souls of the mighty generations in order to succeed. Excellent soul material of this class is not so easy to find.” The old woman replied faintly.

“Oh, the Unknown Eight Ghost Kings refined several.” The Blood Robe man asked with interest.

“Refined into three! The success rate is really a little too low.” The women's voices are heavy and somewhat embarrassing.

“Oh, that's it. My husband contacted Daoyou this time to provide such an excellent soul material.” The man with the blood robe touched his palm and said with a laugh.

“Ground-blooded monster, you're not busy gathering enough puppets, when are you interested in ghosts?” The old lady was surprised.

“I'm not six feet and you, I'm not very good at ghost stuff. But I had just discovered a Fei Ling who could actually sense the distraction I had sent to the mud puppet. Though only a little mindfulness, this man's consciousness is strong and conceivable. Should be enough when you refine the Ghost King's ingredients.” The bloodrobe man said softly.

“Fei Ling people, is it time for this tribe to try again? Now that you can see your thoughts, are those old guys coming down here themselves?” The old woman sounded softly and cautiously.

“Rest assured, it's just a spiritual little guy who won't get in any big trouble.” Blood robes are filled with indifference, "he said.

“The spiritual generals will be fine. But to discover your thoughts, God is truly powerful and unusual. Okay, I'll take this gift. But you won't give me this information for nothing. What do you want from me?” The old woman replied with a slight indulgence.

“Hey, my husband likes to deal with people who understand things like Daoyou. It's simple, as long as my husband gives me specific information, a 10,000-year-old blood fish will do. Let me help you catch it and deliver it to the door myself, then two bloody fish.” The blood man's eyes turned and the lion opened his mouth.

“Humph, when you think of my perennial blood fish as something, one shady soul also wants to buy two. I have no time to be separated now. In a word, you bring me your soul, and I'll give you a 10,000 year old blood fish. You took advantage.” The old woman snorted coldly and said politely.

“Okay, one for one. Ten days later, this person's soul will be delivered to you.” The bloodrobe man said yes, obviously thinking it was a great deal cheaper.

“By the way, what are your opinions on the Philippine Trial Son, Muqing and Six Pairs? Whether to wipe out all that is left of them or, as before, leave them in the first three levels of chaos. They won't stand in our way, will they?” The old woman suddenly asked.

“Things are at a critical juncture and cannot attract the attention of the Flying Spirit Nation. As long as they don't affect us, don't go under four floors, just let them do it. It is also clear that you want to come to Mo Qing and Six Pairs of Daoists.” The bloody robe replied without thinking.

“Whatever you say! ”

After a fade, the voice of the old woman on the bead suddenly disappeared, while the bead immediately stopped spinning, and the red light on the surface instantly disappeared without a trace.

One hand grabbed, the ball instantly flew into his hand, and then flashed away.

“A high-ranking spiritual general in the district, plus two junior spiritual generals, three handsome junior blood puppets, should be more than enough.” The man in the blood muttered and ran on his sleeves.

“Poop” three sounds, three blood shadows flying out of the sleeve, flashed and fell to the front floor.

In the gloomy and bloody light, Hershey is three vague shadows of different forms, kneeling motionless on the ground.

The blood of the man's eyes was amplified, and three invisible silks of blood were emitted from his eyebrows. They passed away in a flash and did not enter the three vague shadows before him.

Suddenly the shadow of his head raised his head and his eyes flashed with a strange green light.

“Go, kill those three and bring your souls back!” Blood robe man bronze mirror with a little finger, no emotion said.

As soon as the blood flashed, the three shadows instantly turned into three rainbows circled in the vicinity and disappeared into the nearby walls.

The bloodrobe man leaned against the wooden chair and closed his eyes slowly. As if everything that has been done before, it is nothing more than a trivial matter for it.

……

At the heart of a mysterious mountain range on the ground floor, on the top of a giant mountain covered with grey shade, there is an altar of over a hundred heights, on which a black stone platform is provided with a huge grey-white eyeball, the size of the head, filled with blood silk.

Countless gray filaments are ejected from the pupils of the eyes, dancing around, sucking in the nearby gray air.

Under the altar, a mysterious man of unusual height with a dark cloak stood there motionless.

……

In a huge palace covered in green light on the sixth floor of the basin, a beautiful woman with white hair and no blood on her face stood next to a black pool of more than a hundred husbands and gazed cold at everything in the pool.

Next to her were two black fan women in their twenties.

The second woman had the same pale face, but a petite figure and sweet round face made her look touching, giving a man the idea of holding her in his arms. The other was a wonderful figure, skin racing snow, but the look was unusually cold.

Around the depths of the pond, a small array of laws of varying sizes spread all over the place, and pitch-black symbols kept pouring out and drifting into the cold.

At the center of the water pond, there are several vague figures in black monster armor floating in the black pond.

Those black runes split into several strands, and as soon as they approached the shadows, they flashed and disappeared into the black armor of the fuzzy shadows.

But the shadows were motionless, as if they were dead.

The beautiful woman with white hair saw this, her face was gloomy and her eyebrows grew wrinkled.

“Use the fire!” The white-haired beautiful woman suddenly opened her mouth cold, and her voice was unusually old. She was certainly an old woman who had previously spoken to the blood robe man.

“Yes!” the two lovely women whispered and answered, then went one step forward, the light flashed, one more black vial appeared in one hand and one black banana fan appeared in the other.

In a condensed look, they simultaneously lifted the treasure in their hands.

A strange chirping, a flame of black flame flew out of the mouth of the gourd and stuck one end in the pool.

Suddenly, the black flame rose all over the deep pool, and on the other side, the little lady spread her hands with a banana fan filled with scribbles, slowly and slowly.

A large black flame burst right out of the fan into the deep pool.

The two kinds of flames seemed to be the same source, and once interwoven, the black flames immediately multiplied, wrapping several blurry figures all around them.

White-haired beauty saw this, her face did not change, but her eyes slightly revealed a hint of anticipation.

……

Han Li, who is flying on the second floor, naturally doesn't know that he is being targeted by some terrible existence.

But after his previous strange chills, he seemed much more cautious during the operation.

Leylan and Bai Pi flew fast and flew fast. At the same time, they made every effort to observe the nearby movement with their eyes from time to time.

As a result, Han Li discovered some low- and middle-class monsters in advance, and took a short detour to avoid these troubles easily.

As for ordinary animals, there is no way to survive on the second level, and naturally they will not be encountered again.

Because Leilan and his men were losing a lot of energy when they entered the second floor, the speed of the three men's flight was not very fast. Let them rush the road, while sucking the spirit stone gas in their hands, so that they could recover to repair it as soon as possible.

After a daylight flight, they went through no trouble.

By the second day, after the two Leylan men had exhausted their powers, and nothing had happened, Han Li decisively stopped the frequent use of psychic powers.

The three entered an inky green mountain range at a normal speed.

The next afternoon, after they crossed a mountain, an accident happened.

In the sky opposite, suddenly there was a spiritual flash, followed by one of the sharp sounds, and a green flash emerged, then lasered in their direction.

At the next moment, the opposite light flashed immediately behind Cuimang, and three clusters of yellow light emerged from afar. At a speed no less than that of Cuimang, it couldn't let go.

These lights appeared so strange that even if Han Li trio wanted to hide immediately, they couldn't make it.

Han Li frowned and took the two behind him. Xu slowly stopped to glow.

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