A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Thirty-six pairs of 726 distinct treasures flew out of the men's sleeves of the black robe, flying beneath the sky and hiding the small half-void.

These swords, forks, etc. are either flashing in cold light or strangely silent, as if each bite had its own spirituality and appearance of origin.

Black robe men can manipulate so many treasures at the same time, the strength of the mind is appalling, never compared to the general amalgamation of brothers.

Han Li thought suddenly, there are also some hidden surprises.

And for a moment, the man in the black robe laughed furiously, and 72 treasures turned into daylight and shine, and the unstoppable rush swept over.

Han Li saw the situation, brow tip picked, sleeve waved.

Dozens of green swords lasered out, and one flashed, turning into seventy-two green rainbows facing the opposite side of Xia Guang.

The crisp sound of “Tinker Bell” sounded continuously. The blue flying sword struck together with many treasures and each interwoven together.

Although seventy-two treasures, or the blackness of the group, or the transformation into lightning, the blue flying swords appeared hidden in the blue light flash, as if the invisible body was safe in these powers, but as if the death of a spiritual serpent haunted these treasures without letting go, and did not fall in the wind at all.

The black robe man saw this, slightly unexpected, then prompted these treasures to constantly change their power, but obviously did not have much effect, still stuck with 72 Bamboo Cloud Swords.

The black robe man looked down and suddenly took a deep breath, suddenly one step forward and ran across the way to grab it.

The sound of “bombardment", the energy of the heavens and the earth in the entire light shield was a turbulence, and then countless black wires appeared in the void, and under a tremor, they became the laser of countless black rays.

Where the black light passed, the whole void was dark, and as soon as it flashed, it creeped into front of Han Standing.

“Good to see you! ”

Han Li was not disturbed. Instead, he whispered a low drink in his mouth and rubbed it in front of him with one hand. A gray glow emerged out of thin air. Once more, it turned into a gray light wall.

Heavy rain showered black into the wall of light and stagnated in it.

Han Li eyebrow tip picked, a pitch black palm pressed against the light wall.

It's just a flash of spiritual light, and the gray light flourishes in the wall of light.

“Bang bang” muffled loudly!

The black wire settled in the light wall burst open, turning into a black smoke was disappeared by a roll of light and xia.

“Former Magnetism Divine Light!” The black robe man saw the scene, his pupils shrunk and he couldn't help but lose his voice.

But the next moment, his cheeky shoulder shook and a huge, dark, haunted fog emerged from behind.

Under all the fog, a huge black sword formed over its head.

The first half of this sword is as thick as the solid, the second half is cut off? The blurred appearance is somewhat blurred.

But the giant sword just shivered slightly at the tip of the sword, and immediately a black light bulb emerged out of thin air, making a low buzzing sound.

“Go”

Black robe man, hands pinched, heavy sword in the air a little bit.

As soon as the black light ball flashed, it lashed out from the tip of the sword, starting with only fist size, but after a few flashes, it turned into a diameter massage, like a black boulder smashed hard against Korean standing.

After that, the void twisted and blurred, bringing out a light black light.

This black light sphere has the terrible power to tear space apart.

More surprisingly, the same black light sphere is fired two or three times in a row from a giant sword, with seven or eight of them flying in a row between the eyes.

“Well deserved to be a middle-aged monk, he is truly extraordinary!” Han Li smiled when he saw the scene.

He lifted his arm and his other white, snowy palm poked out of his sleeve, quickly touching his black palm gently in front of his chest.

After a loud noise as if it were a metal impact, a black, blue and two hills emerged on top of his head, then just slipped away, and then "pounded” sounded.

A circle of green halo and a black gas ring, emerged from the mountain peak, the interweaving flashed, turned into a black blue giant ring, protecting Han Li in it.

At this point, the first black light sphere flashed and hit the giant ring directly.

loud sound, blue and black light burst open.

Then the void where the explosion broke, as if it had collapsed, formed a large black hole.

And with the second, the third isospheric continuum disappeared, the black hole instantly rose more than tenfold, almost all over the stone platform, and drowned Han Li and the entire gigantic ring into endless darkness.

The whole power station, under the slow pressure of this huge black hole, made a creaking noise and began to shake violently.

The monks who witnessed all this outside the mask couldn't help but suck in a cold breath of air.

Ancestor Lujia looked at the situation in the mask with his hands upside down and still had no expression on his face, but if he looked closely, he could see that his eyes were slightly fluttering and his mind seemed not to be very calm.

The Ye maiden in feathers blinked a pair of black eyes, and some old sighs continued.

Other true spiritual monks, naturally, look very different.

Xiaofeng Fairy and Elder Xiao, even more ugly.

Fortunately, those and 72 treasure troubled blue flying swords are still dancing up and down, without losing control. In this way, it shows that Han Li is not really helpless enough to make them feel a little more comfortable.

It's obviously not easy for a man in a black robe to provoke so many black light balls from a sword in a row.

At this moment, his eyes were much dimmer, his breath diminished, and even the purple scar on his forehead was slightly twisted, as if it were a little bigger than before.

But just as he took a relaxing breath, a mouthful, and sprayed a big blue print, seemingly intending to make another final blow, suddenly a faint voice came out of the giant black hole:

“Is this Brother Hui, the most skilled god? If that's the case, it's really interesting! But if you defeat me with it, it's not enough. ”

The voice just went down, sounding the harsh sound from the black cave, then burst into a loud noise, a silver shadow of seven or eight lengths suddenly split the black light, then the blue light flashed, a human shadow was about to fly out of the inside.

The black robe man was a little surprised this time. Without thinking about it, he immediately pinched the knife. The big silver imprint suddenly turned into a mountain giant, and the person who flew straight out hurried his head to smash it.

But Han Li, who flew out of the black hole, smiled slightly. After a heartbeat, two mountain peaks circled over his head, one slightly blurred, disappeared in the flash of blue light.

The other flickered, and the overall black glow flashed, turning into more than a hundred giants, and countless silver symbols emerged from it, directly facing the falling blue print.

Two giants hit each other, silently and silently at first.

The next moment, a layer of grey air waves erupted in the void, sweeping in shocking waves in all directions.

The man in the black robe looked gloomy, his sleeves swung against the air waves, and he easily split them apart, then glanced down, intending to carefully gauge his opponent's eyes.

But at this moment, suddenly his face changed and his body shook, then the sound of a broken sky sounded, an invisible sword almost rubbed his shoulder flash past.

It can't stop the spiritual energy of its body. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, I'm afraid he'd have been punched in the shoulder.

The man in the black robe was scared of himself and wanted to look back to see what the invisible sword power really was, but the same murmuring voice sounded next to him, and a moment later it was like a storm and rain.

The man was astonished and almost unexpected, his figure suddenly slipped in place, suddenly a black shield, a golden antique mirror, and lasered out of his body, turning into a golden light screen and a ray of light, respectively, to protect his whole body.

At the same time, the giant black sword above his head burst instantly and drowned his figure in a dark mist.

But soon, invisible sword Qi, invisible to countless minds and naked eyes, will not be in the black fog.

First came a burst of muffled noise, but soon became the sharp sound of a metal collision.

At this time, suddenly, in the high altitude above the fog, a roll of green light and shine emerged, a green hill, and spinning rapidly.

Every turn, a circle of green light emerged, but as soon as the party left the mountain body, Xia Guang turned into a dense and numb invisible sword qi, and disappeared into the void.

At this time, Han stood in the original shape, and after a few flashes appeared at the top of the green hill.

He stomped one foot, stood steadily on it and looked down with a faint eye.

The black mist beneath has fallen through countless sword holes, and the man in the black robe can no longer hide.

But in this instant, a golden light beam erupted from the fog, pointing directly at the green peak in the sky.

Han Li saw this, eyebrow tipped slightly and stepped on one foot.

The rotation of the green hill immediately became one of stagnation, and at the same time, after a layer of blue and xia flies out, it immediately turned into a crystalline shield to protect the mountain peak.

But as a result, the sound of a broken sword stopped.

At the moment of contact between the golden light column and the light shield, the shield swayed slightly, while the small half under the golden light column disappeared, the majority swayed, and then bounced back the same way.

It flashed away and didn't go into the fog.

After a burst of rumbling rumbling, the black robe man's angry low drinking voice came out!

The black mist finally dissipated for one of them. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)