A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The box surface is red and red. Han Li has studied it for a long time. There is nothing special about it. It is only used to suppress the breath of spiritual pressure.

The only concern is not knowing if this spirit character is associated with other restrictions in the cartridge.

He didn't want to rip off the charm and immediately burst the jade box and destroy what was inside.

But after such a long time, he still had his mind on how to take down the charade.

If he were to be replaced by someone else, he might be in a lot of trouble, but deviating from the mysteries he possesses has the odd effect of suppressing the breaking of various prohibitions.

So as soon as Han Cubic arranged the prevention rear hand, he threw the jade box in his hand into the sky, so that it would not move in the sky.

Then he pondered a black hill in the sky, a pure white as jade palm punching jade box empty grasp.

The ex-magnetic divine light that erupted from the hills flashed and was more concentrated than before. Meanwhile, the white palm of the five fingers trembled, the five white bone skeletons bounced out of the fingertips, and the whistle rose and went straight to the jade box.

They dance around it.

“Break"

Han Likou sighed low and pointed at five skulls.

“Poop” a few muffled sounds came, five skulls simultaneously one mouth, the five colors of cold flames rolled out, rolling the jade box into it at once.

An alarming situation has arisen.

Under a five-colour flame, those red charms gently swayed and slightly removed themselves from the box cover.

It should have been a light move, but under the special magic of the five-color cold flame, it was slowed down many times at a time, and Han Li's eyes didn't blink clearly.

However, it took a while, and the last charm was completely removed from the cover of the box.

But this time is enough for Han Li to observe all the abnormal changes in the jade box.

All of a sudden, his face sank, and the five colors of cold that had rolled around the jade box turned into five colored hands, one hand grabbed the cover of the box raw.

A highly volatile wave swept out of the box and flew out with one of the golden glow balls, but was caught empty-handed by the five-colored giant and instantly immobilized.

But just then, a loud bang came out, centered on the jade box, and a red light appeared strangely. With one shrink, it seems like it's about to burst open.

Han Li glanced at the light array, and the horrible spiritual power in it made him change his face.

One handed pinch, the five colored hands grasped the gold and silver light group, turned into a five-colored light rainbow to fly to the corner of the wall, at the same time surrounding the nearby Yuan-magnetic god light suddenly tightened, tightened into a gray light column as if it were a substance, and locked the white light array into it.

But the next moment, the light exploded.

A round of white light flashes instantly in the column! Silent and silent!

But the columns quickly wobbled violently and a layer of strange ripples appeared on the surface, seemingly breaking apart at any moment by a halo.

Han Li's eyes glanced, then a cold snort in his nose, a mouth, a silver fireball flew out.

As soon as this fireball slipped, it turned into a silver firebird and burst into a grey light column and stuck into a white halo.

A moment later, something strange happened. In the white halo, the volcanic fluctuations, originally like volcanic eruptions, suddenly faded, while the halo began to shrink sharply in a circle at visible speeds to the naked eye.

It's just a few breathing rooms, and it just flashes away completely.

At the same time, a silver firebird, several times larger, was sucking the last white light into its stomach.

Han Li finally let go when he saw the scene.

One hand at a time.

The silver firebird flashed its wings and flew back. After one flashed, it disappeared into Han Standing's body.

Five white bone skeletons, more “bang bang” a few voices broke apart.

Meanwhile, the big hand of the five-color flame flame flashed, and the strange appeared at the top of Han Li's head, five fingers and a pinch, the gold and silver light fell in the sky.

Han Li Sleeve rushed into the air, a piece of blue light flickered out, immediately into the palm of his hand. Then, under five fingers, the light of gold and silver dimmed a few points, revealing the true face of Lushan.

He glanced in front of him with one hand.

In spiritual light, Hercules is an ancient token half a foot long.

Golden, silver dots on one side, dense and numb Mysterious Patterns on the surface, and two unknown ancient texts imprinted on both sides.

With Han Li's insight, it is impossible to recognize which ethnic writing is, naturally, an unrecognizable fog.

Han Li applied his fingers to the token surface to gently touch it, revealing a slight unexpected color on his face.

It is such a thing that the great heads of the Bangu people have entrusted such solemnity.

While this token is brilliant, there is some wear on the edge that seems to be very old and definitely not refined in recent years. Also, the material used for the token is strange and seems ordinary, but it feels cold on one side and hot on the other, as if it also has an icy fire property.

Han Li couldn't help but groan.

But the unexpected happened just as the fingers swept over one of the ancient texts.

The token, originally seemingly dead, suddenly sprays a white light from the ancient sounds, thin as silk, but instantly disappears.

The palm of the hand was first cold, followed by a stabbing pain, and the other palm holding the token immediately became wet.

Han was shocked, his subconscious wrist trembled, and his token flew into the air, suspended at the top of his head.

And he squeezed his palms in front of him.

There was only an inch of additional wound on the palm of the hand, blood flowing all over the hand, and the wound could not stop bleeding immediately.

With the strength of his flesh, and this hand, he trained the magic of the Hundred Vessels Treasure Refinement Resolutions. He could be so easily broken by the blind white silk, and so much fine blood flowed all at once!

This is incredible too.

Han Li's heart was horrified, but the body power quickly flowed, the wound white light point, a moment later, completely healed like the beginning.

He looked up and glanced at the strange token on his head.

Seeing that gold and silver token amplifies the light of gold and silver at this moment, the bloodstains on the surface are disappearing a little faster.

No, not disappear! Instead, it disappeared without a token.

The corner of Han Li's mouth twitched. Before he came and had any thoughts, the token suddenly sounded like a dragon bark. With one golden and silver light column flashing away, it ignored the banning of the Magnetic Divine Light and several layers of the law, and pierced the roof straight out of the Nine Clouds.

“No!” At first sight of this mu, Han Li Shenzhen suddenly became a little ugly. He couldn't even think about it. He shook his sleeve and flew out a roll of Qingxia. He wanted to roll back the token.

But an incredible scene happened!

After Qingxia flies over, the gold and silver token is like roots, and it doesn't move a bit at the top of his head. It just keeps spraying gold and silver columns over the sky.

Han Li's heart sinked and he couldn't help laughing.

Now this thing is making such a big move that it's impossible to hide anything. I'm afraid someone came to the door after a while.

After a few sudden jumps in the corner of his eyes, Han Li's face was gloomy and uncertain. After a brief thought, his body suddenly slipped away and suddenly turned sharply in place.

The dawn of daylight and shine, the black hills in the sky, and the bans of the Fall around them were instantly cleaned up by them.

He paused in shape and immediately walked over to the corner of the house, where he sat on his unemotionally kneeled plate.

He just ignored the token in the sky.

Almost after Han sat down for a few breathing exercises, all of a sudden, the four walls of the house and the door simultaneously flashed, several Yuncheng men in black armor appeared like ghosts, and appeared in Han Li's house.

At first sight, they saw the token in the house making such a loud noise. First, it was a bang, then "bang," and the cold eyes all fell on Han Li.

But once they sensed Han Li's repair, these repairs were far less than Han Li's Koshi, and their complexion slightly changed.

“This is your treasure, don't you know that in Yuncheng, don't excite Dawei energy treasure, don't use too much spiritual power?” A seemingly headstrong Koshi asked softly.

Han Lixiu beat them far, and they dared not distinguish between the black-and-white and the disrespectful.

“Nothing, something went wrong while I was just sacrificing the magic, but I'll put it away soon.” Han Stai looked extremely calm, and at the moment of this one exit, a one-handed null punch token was grabbed.

Suddenly a crystal big hand emerged over the house and grabbed the token.

But something helpless happened to Han Li. Even though the big hand grabbed the token, but with five fingers, the token remained intact, and the tremendous force acting on it seemed not to exist at all.

And the sergeants around them saw the situation, and at the same time they looked at each other with confusion.

The corner of Han Li's mouth also twitched.

Take a deep breath and suddenly a faint man's voice comes from outside as he is about to push his hand again:

“Don't waste your energy! Now that you've inspired the chill, it's locked in the space and won't move again. Unless you can crush all the spaces within a hundred feet of a circle, you won't be able to move a dime. ”

As soon as the voice fell, the space fluctuated together in the room, a blurred figure, but as soon as it swayed, a strange appearance appeared in the middle of the room.

After seeing the appearance of the people around them, they all changed their faces, all bowed down, and the leader of the Party A greeted them with respect:

“West City 73 Law Enforcement Guard, meet Elder White! ”

The figure is a man who must be completely white, but looks like a young man in a brocade.

“The broad cold order, indeed, is true. Tsk, I really didn't expect that this thing didn't all fall into the hands of the Horn Clan, but it was brought out one!” The young man with white hair had dark eyebrows and a positive face, but he didn't look at the others, just staring at the glowing gold and silver token in the air, full of surprises.

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