A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The face of the Lung people changed dramatically. Never thought of such a large mountain peak, but it could also flash into the void instantaneous attack. Immediately in a hurry, shouted loudly.

Suddenly the blood lotus flower next to the big man, the lotus petals gathered together, a layer of blood concentrated, one breath into a seven layer thick blood color light screen.

At the same time, the big man slapped his Heavenly Spirit lid with one hand, a bloody brass gushed out of his head, turned into a bloody giant tiger with teeth dancing claws, rushed down the mountain peak and grabbed it.

After the black mountain peak "Boom Lung Lung” fell, the giant tiger almost touched and was crushed by the huge force on it.

As soon as the mountain flashed, it hit the blood screen.

The black light sank as one, and the cracking sound of "bang bang” came in succession.

The blood color screen was broken by the mountain giant company on five floors. At the sixth floor, the blood flashed, so it was barely possible to let Yuan Magnetic Pole Mountain fall as one of the moments.

The big man of the Jun clan showed colour on his face, hurling the giant axe in the air with one hand and grabbing it.

The silver giant axe slipped down and broke down again into a heavy thunderbolt.

The target is Han Li, who stands at the top of the Black Mountain Peak.

The corner of Han's eye jumped suddenly and stood still.

“Pfft” in the nearby void, a large silver fireball, a laser from the nearby void, a flash, accurately struck the lightning of the giant axe.

“Boom”, as soon as the two contact each other, the giant axe immediately appeared in its original form and was instantly swallowed by the rolling silver flame.

In the heart of the big man, before he came and did any more reactions, the void behind him twisted and blurred, a three-headed and six-armed tall gold shadow flashed out, and each of the six palms actually had a bunch of gold light spinning dripping and slipping.

It is Hanri's Sanskrit Golden Body.

When the other side appeared, the six arms simultaneously converged in front of the chest, and suddenly the six groups of golden light combined, turning into a skull-sized golden vortex.

At the same time, the two heads of the gold body closed their eyes simultaneously, followed by two distinct spells that overlapped from the mouth.

The thunder sounds in the vortex suddenly burst out, hidden from the sound of the Sanskrit, and suddenly became huge as a feat.

With such a loud movement, how could the Jong-hun not have noticed, his face changed dramatically, and an unexpected sleeve shook backwards.

Large pieces of crystalline blood immediately appeared behind him and trembled, and the dense and numb radiated towards the gold body.

The sky's blood flashes and the noise is amazing!

Thousands of pieces of blood hit the body of gold, but the flash of destruction disappeared, unable to hurt the body as if it were Vajra.

At this time, an invisible giant force emerged from the golden vortex, and a short while nearby, the Lung big man was involved.

He felt that the air was tight around him and his limbs could not move.

“Ah."

With a chill in his heart and a bad voice in his heart, the Lung people wanted to recall the inseparable giant blade of the battle with the silver ruler shadow.

But the sky stood coldly humming, the silver ruler shadow suddenly scattered like a flower, turning into a group of silver light rolling onto the giant blade.

The Black Blade, though incredibly powerful in its own right, was temporarily unable to escape under such a wild attack.

An irresistible suction suddenly burst out behind the big man's back!

“Boom," he snapped as a crossbow into the giant swirl behind him.

One scream, another shocking burst.

After a slight tremor in the golden whirlpool, the Jun's big man smell disappeared without a trace.

The spell in the golden body stopped, reaching out one finger into the giant swirl gently.

The spiritual light flashed, the vortex quickly shrunk, and the turning eye was restored to its original size, eventually flashing into nothing.

At this time, the loss of the master's black giant blade shouted a wail, suddenly the illusion turned into a black dragon, sprayed in the cloud fog, actually flushed the silver ruler illusion of heavy restraint, emptied away.

Han Li seemed to have predicted it, his wings flashed behind him and flashed in the thunder. The ghost appeared over the giant black blade.

A mouth, a blue light sprayed out, inside hidden wrapped a small green ding.

Han Li flies a little faster with one finger.

As soon as the lid flew up and down, the inside buzzed loudly, and countless blue silks lasered out. One flashed, and crossed the void in a transient fashion, bundling the black dragon together in a solid way.

Han Li beat Xiaoding again.

“When” crisp sound, suddenly tightened the blue filament of the dragon body, just put down the blue magnificence and restored to the appearance of a giant blade.

Han Li single-handedly pinched the knife and sucked the giant blade into the ring as soon as the silk was harvested.

Little Ding slipped away and turned back into a green light.

Han Li's sleeve robe flashed and the green light went away.

Han Li's eyes turned and looked in the other direction.

The silver axe, which had already been burned into a bunch of silver juice by the Phantom, was being devoured by a little bit in the flame and immediately disappeared.

As for the remaining three Jung tribesmen, it has also been found that the Jung tribe Dahan was killed by Han Li.

In great shock, the three abandoned their opponents almost simultaneously, each glowing together, turning into a rainbow rushing to the entrance laser and fleeing.

It is clear to the three of them that the existence of the Jun dynasty can be eliminated in such a short period of time, and it is not possible for the three of them to fight each other. Only by bringing together the rest of them will they have the strength to fight.

But how could Han Li let them do as he pleases, his face flashed, his back wings swayed, turned into a blue and white silk flashing into nothing in the sky.

Three heads and six arms of gold, also a big step, shaking shape, also strangely missing.

The two shadow puppets and the homogeneous puppet "doll” also naturally came up empty and chased out.

A moment later, a young man screamed outside the cave, and his breath disappeared.

Then bursts, roars, and whistles rang outside the cave, and after only a little while, the screams of the elderly and the old were heard.

Then there was no more noise.

After a full cup of tea, at some underground crossroads far from the cave, there was also a shocking and loud noise, fighting again...

After an unknown amount of time, the distant fighting was silent again.

And when the light flashed outside the cave, Han Li walked in in exasperated, with no grief on his face, his eyes swept away and fell on the silver mask in the middle of the cave.

In a previous war outside the cave, he joined the gold body and the puppet and killed the remaining three Jung people with a single breath, before rushing to the Falun Front at the crossroads.

As a result, the remaining four Jun people were also trapped in the Nine Palaces Heavenly Talisman and Forbidden.

Naturally, Han entered immediately and fought with the four Jung people again.

The result was somewhat unexpected.

Although he killed three of them in a row, at the end of the day, the Kuroku clan suddenly carried out a strange trick he had never seen before, suddenly bursting into restraint and turned into more than a dozen bloody escapes.

Though he tracked down most of the fleeing blood and killed it, two escapes were too far away to be traced back by either the mind or the spiritual mind. I could only return helplessly.

Though this man escaped his life from his hands, a two mutilated souls without flesh may have been swallowed up by some vicious beast somewhere, and don't worry too much.

Moreover, he had no intention of staying here at all, and as soon as the current ban was opened and the last part of the gold was obtained, he would immediately be away from it.

However, this silver mask in front of him can help more than a dozen Jong people. There is not much certainty in his mind whether he can really break this prohibition.

Han glanced and his pupils flashed, slowly walking towards the mask.

This prohibition does look a little unusual, the surface seems silver bright, but under careful gaze, there are various colorful symbols floating in the mask, and the mask itself is abnormally thick, and the light is not dispersed, giving people a crystalline feeling of thickness as if it were real.

However, the impossibility of forcibly breaking this prohibition does not mean that he or she is unable to do so.

He frowned and suddenly hit his finger in the sleeve, a blue sword flashed out and stood on the mask.

“Bang” crisply sounded, the sword lit up with no politeness, and the mask could not be broken.

Han Li did not have any unexpected color on his face. One mouth without saying anything, a bunch of silver fireballs also sprayed out.

With a groan, the Phage True Fire slipped open on the mask, again with little effect.

He didn't wave about it, the light flashed in his hand, a silver short ruler emerged, shaking down, countless feet of shadow surged out...

As such, he replaced several kinds of magic and spiritual treasures, but he had no choice but to use a silver mask.

When Han Li bit his teeth, he even tried to drive Golden Body to use Xuantian Blade once.

Instead, he was completely obsessed with the brutality of breaking the ban.

Although this silver mask fruit cannot resist the power of the law of Xuantian treasure, the stone wall in the mask suddenly buzzed together as it began to emerge cracks after being chopped.

After a big jump, Han Li hastily scattered Xuantian's brutal blade attack, which reversed the real power in his body and almost damaged his energy.

In this way, he also extinguished the thought of using the phagocytes, simply sat down on the knees and began to study the method array under the silver mask and the flashing symbols on the surface.

It is also fortunate that Han Li's own Dao of Formation is not low. Plus, when he heard the conversation of the Jun people earlier, he mentioned that the broad cold made this thing.

So after a day and a night of painful meditation in the cave, he found a few broken eyebrows.

Han Liguo smiled with joy, his figure stood up, his robe trembled, and suddenly a gold and silver group flew out of it.

After a flash, the luminous mass turned into an ancient token half a foot long, suspended in the void, motionless. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)