A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Others who have not yet been transformed, when they see their companions like this, have largely swept away the past with despicable eyes.

Others, despite their calm faces, swept their eyes at everything around them, and their faces revealed an unbearable excitement.

One of them, a red-haired old man with an eagle hook nose, looked at the green green view for a while, and muttered to himself with a low, unheard voice:

“I didn't expect my husband to see these things again in his lifetime. In that case, even if the battle dies, there is no regret. ”

“Brother Sha, why are you so depressed? Saint Joe didn't give us orders long ago. This time is very different from previous holy rites, and if possible, the Holy Nation has the opportunity to completely occupy parts of the spiritual world. We can apply to remain in the spiritual world if we are able to make a great success in the Holy Festival. This is a rare opportunity for us flying demons. ”

The red-haired old man, though very low in voice, was heard by another dignified old man in a black linen robe nearby, wrapped around a gold ribbon, and said with a chuckle.

“Brother Sanyang, this is extremely true! We wait to fly up to the realm of true demons, that is, members of the Holy Nation. But it would certainly be a great blessing to remain in the spirit world after this war.” The red-haired old man nodded in colour.

The same words, whispering among others.

At this time, a rumbling rumbling rumbling sounds suddenly appeared in the silver gate of the tower, followed by heavy footsteps, followed by the coming from it.

Ruwen flashed around the silver gate and suddenly came out of it a team of monsters never seen before.

These monsters, whose skin is gray and dry and hairless, seem to be a rock stacked monster, can barely see the contour of the human figure, but at the shoulder, they produce four large arms, walking, the nearby ground trembling for them, actually sinking an amazing.

These stone demons are more than a dozen feet tall, walking out of every giant tower by the thousands, arraying them honestly in a series in front of the tower, motionless, and surprisingly smooth.

But under the roar of a monster headed by the head, these stone demons glittered, seemingly stiff and unusual body, turned into yellow muddy soft, and all but disappeared into the dirt.

After a few moments of work, the earth suddenly shook up, and then on some edge, the earth actually cracked open.

The yellow light flickered and a wall of dirt emerged from the ground empty-handed, underneath a breath, but the work of a cup of tea led to the pulling of a huge wall about a hundred miles long.

However, although the wall is as tall as a hundred feet, it is just a prototype with an abnormally rough surface, with constant drop of sand and a faltering appearance.

But at this point, the spiritual light flashed in the ground in front of the dirt wall, and those gray white stone demons emerged from the ground again, waving their arms toward the dirt wall.

something astonishing happened!

The stone demon's four arms danced, and a bowl of thick light sprayed out, striking densely and numbly all over the dirt wall.

In that instant, the frozen sound of "la-la-la-la-la-la" was loud!

Where the columns hit, a cluster of grey white flowers blossomed and spread across all sides. And where the grey white light rolls past, the soft sand turns into grey white solid stone.

These stone demons actually possess the magic of turning earth into stone.

In this way, under the arms of many stone demons, the hundred miles of earth walls are instantly transformed into a seamless wall.

In the rest of the directions, the same noise continued, and another group of stone demons used the same method to easily pile up the other stone wall.

As such, in just one hour, everything in the tens of thousands of miles is encircled by the stone wall.

At this point, a group of ambiguous shadows surrounded by black gas flew out of the Triangle Tower.

These shadow flights are so light, as if they were invisible bodies, but as soon as they flew to the walls, their bodies pounded against the walls, and an array of different sizes appeared on the walls empty-handed. They all come in the same size as if they were engraved by the same person.

After doing all this, these ghosts drilled out of the city wall again, ignoring the other demons, and a bunch of bees returned to the giant tower.

As such, with a little over time, a giant city of stone rises under the sea of demons.

Centered around hundreds of giant towers, some of the strange other buildings, under the tireless work of the Stone Demon, have risen to the same level.

Some high-ranking demons have arranged some subtle restraints themselves in various corners of the city, and the first layer of restraint fluctuations soon covered the entire mega-city.

Suddenly, the spiritual light flashing at the top of a triangular giant tower in the center of the city opened in a strange way.

The rumbling sounds soared, and a huge altar soared from it as if it were red with blood.

The altar is surrounded by an ancient inscription that is obscure and gives a glimpse of a thick smell of blood rushing across the face.

But even weirder, at the center of the altar, a tall man, covered in blood, stood there straight.

At the sight of this man, all the middle- and high-ranking demons around the perimeter and at work face a serene half-kneeling salute.

Other demons further afield, even if they didn't know what was happening, see others in the vicinity like this, suddenly fell on their knees.

“Bye, Bloodlight Joe! ”

A moment later, a loud voice swept out of the Nine Clouds, echoing over the giant city.

The human figure in the blood on the altar was indifferent to all this, but after sweeping around with a faint glance, he glanced up at the magic sea in the sky.

Glittering eyes, like a pair of broken moons in the air, are unforgettable.

Suddenly one arm lifted, a crystalline palm poked out, one hand rushing over the top seemed casual.

“Boom Lung Lung” shocked the loud sounds of the heavens and the earth.

The high altitude demon sea seemed to be harshly grabbed by an invisible giant engine hand, and the small half demon suddenly burst into a fierce surge, and one by one, these demons rolled together like crazy, and the light flashed, turning into a giant cane of pitch black, the ghost head covered with strange pattern, directly from the height to the altar.

His eyes flashed, his palms clasped out and his five fingers moved slightly.

More than a hundred long canes, all circulating in a string, shrunk down on the way down, and turned into two lengths long, caught in the hands of the blood Holy Joe.

Single-handedly crossing the cane in front of him, a low spell was heard in the mouth of the blood shadow. The spell is obscure and obscure, and the words of the native Demon race give a different sense of mystery.

The evil head at the top of the cane opened a silver ghost in the sound of the spell, and then under one mouth, a piece of bright black symbol sprayed out, the wind swung, turned into a giant black flower, floating all over the giant city.

After a little while, the flowers spread all over the city.

At this time, the blood Saint Joe spell in his mouth was a single meal, his hands suddenly rubbed the cane in his hand, and it broke into a burst of black halo.

A few flickering halos swept invisible spiritual waves in one lap, sweeping in all directions.

Those giant black flowers flashed by the waves, and suddenly burst into flashes of "pu" and "pu”, turning into a broken black demon.

The city was instantly overshadowed by infinite magic.

Those of the original kneeling demon tribes, in the moment of magic and body, suddenly spiritual vigor, both magic and physical strength recovered at a speed of nearly half a speed faster than usual.

“Within three days, another three holy cities will be built, and after seven days of refurbishment, as soon as all hands are in place, we will depart for the largest human monk position nearby.” Bloody Ancestor's hands backwards and his face swayed for a moment, Moran said.

“Obey the decree! ”

Numerous high-ranking demons cheered in the encircled city.

In the same scene, for almost all the time, it was performed in all the demonic spots of both tribes.

The biggest of these spots, in a huge ethnic town built on a giant tree that is straight toward the sky, several amalgamated monks, standing over an attic at the waist of a giant tree, overlooking the distant sea of rolling magic, all with a shady face.

……

A monk and two monks from 10,000 miles away from the holy city of Tianyuan, each provoked a bronze mirror and a bowl, releasing a group of demons of the serpent's head, killing the murderer indiscriminately.

But suddenly in the distant realm came a raging spike of fury, a demonic wind rolling at an incredible speed.

“Go, the high-ranking demons are coming.” The Taoist saw the scene and immediately drank heavily.

Then he did not hesitate and the monk's body flashed, each turning into a laser of more than a dozen long rainbows, walking in the direction of Tianyuan Imperial City.

……

On a desolate, yellow plain of demonic tribes, several armies are struggling to kill each other.

Hundreds of thousands of gray wolves on one side and tens of thousands of light blue demon lions on the other.

On the one side of the wolf herd, they are giant wolves with several lengths. Each eye flashes green and glorious, obviously a low-level demonic beast with some demonic powers.

The Blue Demon Lion on the other side, bigger than a giant wolf, has several inches of black and black horns on its head, and sprays fireball ice cones and other attacks from time to time from its mouth.

And in the air of the Beast * * battle, thousands of snow-white eagles and a bunch of double-headed snakes also fought hard.

The white eagle waved under a pair of steel paws, the silver arc wrapped around it, there was a thunderous noise, and the double head snake open mouth spit down, a group of venom scattered, negative abnormality.

Both fall from the air from time to time, but once they fall into a battle regiment on the ground, the corpses of nature instantly disappear.

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