A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

On the second floor of the abyss, the four white wings, hair-overflowing Philippine sons were walking and fighting with a group of black scorpions several feet long.

These scorpions don't have wings, but one throws them in the air, and they're very agile, and with acid in the mouth, the tail hooks are incredibly poisonous. Four Flying Spirits had a headache for a while and couldn't get rid of these black scorpions right away.

Half an hour later, when a flying spirit man harshly and with great effort to carry out a kind of powerful magic, releasing a group of blue bright fireballs to turn all three or four of their black scorpions into ashes, the rest of the scorpions finally retreated unwillingly.

Four flying spirits took a long breath and felt a little at ease.

But without waiting for them to talk about anything, suddenly the sky flashed and a bloody mist rolled from the sky.

The blood fog was silent and strange as if it were a ghost. After a few flashes, it appeared in the vicinity of four spiritual men and circled around them in a dripping circle.

As soon as the four Philippine sons were shocked, they were naturally in a state of alert.

A cold hum in the blood fog revealed a pair of eyes full of madness. After the brutal eyes swept on the four Fei Ling men, a hissing voice was heard that made the popular hearts of the Fei Ling people big.

“Though not those people! But now that I've touched it, think of it as bad luck. ”

The words just fell, the thunder sounded in the blood fog, the nearby sky suddenly bled red, a cloud of blood appeared strangely, then rolled uncertain.

“No, it's bloody thunder. Run!” As soon as one of the four Flying Spirits saw the scene, his face turned pale and his mouth shouted loudly, and he slipped into a yellow ray and fled in one direction to the warlord.

The other three sons heard the words "Heavenly Blood Thunder”, and the frightened soul scattered. Together, the spiritual light also drives the light to turn and run.

But just at this moment, the thunderbolts of the air came together, four bloody lightning bolts appeared in the clouds, and the twisted sky disappeared. The next moment, four bloodlines floated over the light of the four fleeing and fell without hesitation.

Four screams burst out, and the light broke apart in a flash in the blood shop and all over me.

The bodies of the four Philippine sons flashed a few times in the light and turned to ashes. Neither protective glow nor protective treasures did any good.

There was a mad laugh in the blood fog, and then the blood rays, and the blood fog shoots away into the air like a meteor, and a moment later, nothing happens.

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Not knowing how many thousands of miles away, Han Li sighed and looked suddenly in front of him. He did not mean to surround them with seven flying spirits and asked faintly:

“A few Daoists don't go looking for flame fruit and stop us from doing something! ”

“We Tianpeng people don't seem to have any resentment against nobility, do we?” Bai Bi also said in silence that his face seemed rather calm.

“Hey, the Tianpeng people really don't have anything to do with our Dark Spirits. But a few strong tribes, such as the Chi Rong tribe, had secretly issued rewards to the sons of our other branches long before they left, and we could all reap a lot of benefits as long as they stayed in the abyss forever. If you haven't met us, forget it. We won't come looking for you either. But now that we have met, we, the Dark Spirits, will not refuse to do so.” A tall flying man with dark wings and skin said to Han Li with his arms in his arms, looking arrogant.

The other Dark Spirits surrounding Han Li's four people were also emotionally determined to look like them.

It is no wonder that the Black Spirits, although not ranked among the top 72 branches, are also in the upper middle and far from comparable weak branches such as the Tianpeng.

“Bonus?” Han Li frowned, some unexpectedly.

“As I can tell, you won't be a fool in the basement. Now you can safely go.” The Dark Spirit, who is the leader, is reluctant to say anything more. He is angry and waves with one hand.

In other directions, the Dark Spirit saw this. At the same time, he opened his mouth without saying anything and sprayed a black feather.

At first it was only inches in size, but when both hands rubbed down, instantly it turned into a ruler, the surface was gloomy, and the script rolled over, and at first glance it was not ordinary.

Six black spirits held six blackfeathers against Han Li and others simultaneously, a piece of black flame sprayed out of the blackfeather strangely, and then flew a roll of four diffuse.

“Boom," the black flame formed a huge fire shield, trapping all four of them.

These Dark Spirits were relentless at the outset and intended to exterminate the Tianpeng and others. As for Qin Xiao of the Night Green Nation, although he was not of the Tianpeng Nation, he obviously did not mean to let it go.

As soon as Leland saw the fire, his face changed dramatically, and his silver arc came together, suddenly forming a layer of protection to protect his group, then a golden gourd shook around his neck, releasing a fine purple wire, the arc instantly turned purple, and the noise was phenomenal.

After all this, the woman hastily preached to Han Li:

“Brother Han, this is the Dark Spirit's Golden Wuling Fire, which can absorb our powers to cultivate, extremely terrifying, never let them contaminate you. ”

Bai Bi and Qin Xiao also showed astonishment, equally busy and anxious to impose.

One releases a million golden rays, and one sacrifices an ink-green jade card, releasing a silky green light, desperately resisting the black flame.

“Golden Urring Fire! Some sense!” Han Li smiled and didn't see any movement. A five-color flame of light appeared on his body. Those black flames, though powerful, made a rumbling thunderbolt when he touched the flame. Under the contact, he reacted violently and abnormally, as if cool water had fallen into the kerosene.

Seeing this view, the Dark Spirits suddenly.

But the Dark Spirit's pupils shrunk and he shouted without hesitation:

“Increase the power of spiritual fire! There are so many of us, this boy can't hold out for long even though some of the gods can temporarily resist the fire! ”

The man seemed to have great prestige in the Dark Spirit, the rest of them agreed, the feathers in their hands swung faster, and behind each person appeared a big black bird fiction, mostly ambiguous and abnormal, occasionally one or two clearer, also dark and blind, obviously unstable.

But once these true spiritual methods became apparent, those black feathers quickly increased in power, and the flames erupted almost black as ink. Even where the black flame rolls past, even the nearby space is blurry and low, hidden with some distortion.

This is clearly a manifestation of flame power reaching a certain extreme point.

So powerful, Leilan and Qin Xiao and others had immediately shown signs of defense. The three of them sacrificed other treasures in a terrible hurry, but could not support the appearance too long.

But the five-color flame on Han's feet seemed endless. At the same time as the black flame's power increased dramatically, the five-color flame also burst a few feet, still steadily holding the black flame in the distance.

This time, the face of the Dark Spirit doesn't look very good. But before waiting for him to speak again, Han Li glanced at Leilan and others desperately resisting the blackflame, suddenly a mouth, a silver flame lashed out, and after shouting, turned into a silver flamingo.

As soon as the firebird appeared, staring at the black flame outside the flame of light, his mouth sounded delightfully clear, then his wings flashed, and his body rose several times, turning into a giant silver bird the size of a gauntlet.

Then, without Han Li's prompting, the silver firebird burst into the outer black flame. The black and silver bright silver flame was slightly interwoven, but then the firebird's body seemed to be a magnet, and all the nearby black flames rolled into it.

Spiritual fires originally combine a variety of powerful real fire mutations, and are themselves a bit of instinctive spirituality, best at eating a variety of spiritual flames.

And while this so-called Golden Urchin Fire is not really driven by the Golden Urchin Spirit to melt space and burn the earth's Golden Urchin Flame, it still contains a little power through the Golden Urchin Feather. It is the spiritual fire that most likes to devour.

Therefore, as soon as Han Cubic released the Phage Firebird into the black flame, it immediately devoured the unsolicited large mouth. It was just a few breathing exercises. The black-burning flame all around them was circled down by the firebird, and there was nothing left to devour.

The Wuling people suddenly shut their eyes!

Leland Bai Bi and others naturally rejoice!

“Who are you? The Tianpeng people have no such divine talent.” The Dark Spirit, shocked, drank angrily and asked.

“I don't seem to have answered your need anymore.” Han Li lowered his voice and said, with his wings flashing behind him, suddenly a blue and white arc disappeared in place.

Being the first Dark Spirit is obviously also an abnormal age of fighting experience. After seeing this scene without thinking, one hand runs on one sleeve and the other hand simultaneously pinches the knife.

Suddenly a black wire mesh flew out of the cuff, but the target was not Han Li, but a man himself, instantly formed a layer of black sand under which it was tightly covered.

With his other hand raised, he sprayed three thick black thunder balls around his body.

After a thunderbolt, Han Li emerged almost immediately next to the black sand.

“Bombing“ three loud sounds, three thunderballs flashed and then struck Han Stand accurately. But Han stood up and sometime before the appearance of a black armor.

These three thunderballs, though powerful, can only smash Sha Jia in half and fail to hurt Han Li himself at all.

On the contrary, it was Han's faceless face, his body flashed with a golden flash, appeared a layer of golden squared armor, with one arm slightly blurred, the thunder could not reach the ear, and the five fingers grabbed the black spirit's back with a hook.

“La” shouted, the seemingly unusual layer of black veil, under a five-finger golden flash, like paper paste tearing open.

The Dark Spirit man felt only cold behind his back and a golden arm pierced his chest. Oddly enough, the whole arm was spotless. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)