A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li saw the situation, his heart was stunned, silent as he expected the past.

With the blue flashes in his eyes, the demon army dozens of miles away was so clear that it didn't fall into his eyes.

In a dense and numb demonic warship, at the top of a huge triangular building, a group of high-end demons in blood-red armor stood there, looking quite eye-catching.

They were clustered in stealth with a giant beast truck pulled by several beasts.

The beast of the puller, with five lion-like heads, a large body with a dark blue scaly armor and a long scorpion hook-like tail behind it.

And the animal car itself is exquisite and abnormal, and a dark flag is erected in the car, with several big magic writing on the surface, a red like blood, hidden crystalline blood flowing on it.

Under the banner, a group of demons rolled over, a teenager in a bloody red robe stood there motionless, and seven or eight monsters stood respectfully on both sides nearby.

The young man's face is no different than the incarnation of the three Blood Saints who had hunted him before.

Han Li saw this place, his eyes were cold, and he couldn't help but see a little bit of a killing machine coming out.

Blood bubble teenager immediately sensed something, turned his head slightly, his eyes and Han Li Lingmei were together, his pupils turned slightly, instantly became dark as ink, and a vortex-like engraving transmitted a strong suction of cold bones, as if to pull Han's gaze into the force.

As soon as Han Li's heart was in full swing, he immediately forcibly cut off his gaze.

This time, the complexion of the young man in the blood robe in the distant demonic army slightly changed.

“What, Blood Daoist found out! ”

A loud noise came from the other end of the beast car, the owner of the voice was a man in a beast leather apron, naked with a bronze body.

It is the Hungarian surname Dahan, known by Blood Saint Joe as the First Demon under Saint Joe.

At this moment, his arms wrapped around a railing on one side of the cart, a lazy look.

“Nothing, it was a human monk spying on me waiting, and I was dismayed. But it doesn't seem like a normal person, and it's easy to get rid of my dark light demon eyes.” The teenager glanced at the big man and said slowly.

“Oh, it shouldn't be an ordinary monk to retreat from your evil eye. Is that what you're trying to get me to deal with, or is that the guy from the late stages?” The big man heard the spirit of the speech and asked with some excitement.

“It's hard to say, but either one of them should be a tough guy. Once Hungarian Daoyou matches, be more careful with one or two.” The bloody robe boy frowned slightly, waking up and saying.

“Ha ha, don't worry! Hungarian is afraid that this opponent will not have enough divinity to enjoy the first battle!” The man heard the story, but laughed wildly.

The bloodrobe boy laughed bitterly, and it was not good to say anything.

At the same time, Han Li's eyes closed tightly on Tianyuan City side. It took a while to get rid of that feeling of dizziness in his head. He opened his eyes with some surprise in his heart.

“Han Daoyou, are you okay? Could it have been…” The silver-haired old man witnessed Han Li's abnormality and was somewhat worried.

“Nothing, it was just a secretary attack, but it's all right.” Han Li shook his head and slightly wrote back.

“Just fine. Brother Han has confirmed that the person is indeed the blood Saint Joe incarnate.” The Silver Glow Old Man was somewhat surprised to hear, but immediately asked his most important question.

“Well, it should be close. That man and I have seen before in the blood of Saint Joe's incarnation, the face is generally the same, should not be wrong.” Han Li touched his chin and said for sure.

“It's the devil's head. Since this bloody Holy Ancestor personally appeared in the Demonic Army, it seems that the intention is to survive the first battle and win. In a moment, this incarnation will be handed over to Han Li. You don't have to rush to win, if you can haunt him, even if you have fought for it!” Jin Yuezhen, beside him, said in a solemn manner.

“Hey, hey, don't worry, you two Daoists. As long as no other Demons interfere, this demon's incarnation will never appear in front of other Daoists.” Han Li smiled slightly and said calmly.

“Then there will be labor friends. I will try to stop the other demon honored people, and they will not interfere with Brother Han.“ The silver-haired old man promised to rejoice.

Han Li nodded and didn't say much more. Several other elders who had met more or less each other said hello to Han Li.

They were more or less polite to Han Li at this moment than before.

Obviously, the late names of the merger allowed these merger elders to show some awe for Han Li and never dare to be as indiscriminate as before.

Han Li and these Presbyterian members did not have too much in-depth relationship, just a few small words of remuneration, nothing more to say.

At this time, the distant demonic army roared loudly, silently sounding the drums of countless wars, and then a group of demonic demons burst out of the sea of demons.

Millions and varieties of these warcraft are beyond sight, ranging from bull-headed beasts to four-winged monsters with faces, to massive stone demons with hundreds of heights.

After a tidal wave of warcraft erupted, hundreds of clusters of black light flew out of the herd. Each group of black beasts has an Orc Orc Shaped Monster.

Under the urging of these kinds of enlightened spirituality, the original confused herd of beasts instantly became neat and tidy, and there was no noise other than the low beast roar.

In addition to these ordinary warcraft, there are thousands of small mountainous super warcraft clustered in the herd, making it seem unusual.

At a glance, the army of warcraft is endless and constantly gushing out of the sea of warcraft, as if it were everlasting.

In a short time, tens of millions of warcraft appeared in the eyes of the Great Elders of Tianyuan Wall Presbyterian Council.

The majority of Presbyterian members, all of a sudden, look a little difficult.

“How come there are so many warcraft? Didn't you say there were only 56 million at most?” Gu said the old man's face was slightly pale.

“According to the original intelligence, there are indeed only a few million or so warcraft, and the extra warcraft behind them should be the new strength of this demonic army.” Jin Yuechen seemed quite calm. After reading the Buddha in silence, he explained two sentences.

“With so many reinforcements for the Warcraft, I'm afraid this war will be difficult to deal with.” Another demonic black robe man mumbled with a gloomy face.

“There is no need to panic, gentlemen. After all, low-order warcraft exist. Even if the number increases by nearly half, it will not have a decisive impact on the whole war. This situation was taken into account in case the husband was prepared to deal with it.” The silver-haired old man said slowly.

“It turns out Brother Gong has made other arrangements, so I can rest assured.” The other elders of the consortium heard the rumors, and they relaxed a little.

The silver-haired old man smiled slightly, flipped down with one hand, and there was an extra white platter in his hand, opening his mouth and whispering a few words to the object.

After a moment of kung fu, a surprising fluctuation appeared on the walls of the city, and several giant legal arrays emerged. At the centre of Fretilin, a white altar hangs.

On these altars, they each serve several apparently ordinary objects.

A dark blue bowl, a dark, inky gourd, a pale silver sword, and a white screen.

“Sibao Tianhe! Brother Tang, you have finally refined these treasures. But not some chicken-killing cow knife used here.” A hybrid demon looks at several objects on the city's head with a complex look of surprise on his face.

“While these treasures are incredibly powerful, the most important thing is that they have a wide range of attacks and are best suited for mass casualties. Otherwise, once these treasures are used at a later stage, they can be used for odd purposes, but there is a huge discount on how much room they actually have to play. In this regard, the husband and Master Kim also discussed it, and ultimately decided to use it against these low-order warcraft. First, you can destroy as many warcraft as you can, and second, you can improve popularity. Otherwise, it would be a fatal blow to our morale if there were massive human injury at the outset. It is also in this mindset that all the warcraft were sent out from the beginning by the demonic side.” The silver-haired old man gave a faint explanation.

The rest of the elders of the amalgamation heard that the old man's words made sense, so they nodded and stopped asking questions.

“These warcraft are numerous, but the most troublesome are the elite demons. They seemed to be moving in together.” Han Li suddenly said.

The cultivators were shocked and rushed to the distance.

Only a team of Armored Demons was seen behind the distant herd of beasts.

These demons either ride a variety of warcraft, or they turn into a black wind, a faceless, hand-born army blade, full of bloodthirsty brutality, silently following the herd.

Had it not been for Han Li's reminder, some of the elders had not really noticed their move.

In the drums of war, a huge bell-like sound erupted from the magic sea. A huge boat of pitch-black ink, a triangular demonic flying tower and other giants also slowly flew out of the demonic atmosphere. The nearby crowd of dense and numb demonic tanks, numerous and countless.

“How can this be so, this demonic Saint Joe, you must be a madman, you are going to put all your power on the ground from the beginning, he is not going to have any more backhand? ”

After seeing the actions of the demonic army in the distance, everyone couldn't help but stare and the silver-haired old man faded.

Han Li also moaned in a gloomy manner.

“At this point, no matter what the Demons intend, we will only have to take it all. Brother Tang, I can't wait to be upset by each other, let's just deal with everything as planned. Fellow Taoists, prepare yourselves. I can't say that today's World War I is about the survival of our city of Tianyuan.” Jin Yuechen shouted softly.

“(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)