A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The green giant boat stuck its head in the sea and, with no intention of pausing, continued to fly forward.

Meanwhile, the dry spiritual tribe and the ethnic monks in the giant boat sat silently in their rooms, preparing themselves for sharp cultivation to infiltrate the demonic realm.

Everyone knows, don't look at them being prepared so long ago, but the danger is absolutely rare.

It is no surprise that an inadvertent, overwhelming meteor falls into the realm of magic.

So whoever is at this moment seems to be quiet and abnormal, each preparing for the last time before entering the demonic realm.

In a house at the bottom of the boat, the surrounding walls flashed with colorful banned light, but three faces were usually "Han Stand” and sat on their knees side by side.

The three of them had a golden appearance, one fluttered with green light, and the other fluctuated with light black gas.

It is Han Li's body, the spiritual incarnation and the Sanskrit Golden Body manipulated by the Second Devil Baby.

When Han Li was chased and killed by the three great bloodshed incarnations, the original song had to be used as bait to temporarily release him.

As a result, a gifted god relying on the body of the soul escaped the pursuit, while another performed a mystical self-destructing infant, allowing a demon's soul to escape.

When Han Li returned to Tianyuan City, he naturally did a long time ago a secret trick to recall both.

But unfortunately, because of the siege of the demonic army, the spiritual body and the demonic infant dare not venture back to Tianyuan City, and can only hide temporarily outside the demonic army.

It was not until Tianyuan City defeated the Demon Army that the two sneaked into the secret chamber and rendezvous with the main body when Han Li closed his wounds.

Because the Baby Demon itself has banned Tianyuan City and the living stone tower, it does not impress others.

Spiritual body and Qur are fine. Instead of leaving Han Li for a while, he was fixed to look slightly grown.

Because the second demon baby blew up once, although that wreck regrouped the body of the new one, it naturally damaged most of its energy.

Naturally, this situation is an extreme headache for a general amalgamated monk, and it is difficult to restore a second child to its original state without spending decades or even hundreds of years trying to repair it.

But for Han Li, who is wearing countless miraculous pills, it is nothing.

After employing a large batch of PVC's main condensate, the second demon recovered the lost energy in less than six months.

Today, this second demon baby, although not yet comparable to its peak state, is no great obstacle, and can manipulate the gold body to fight people again.

However, Han Li's body existed like two incarnations beside him. Instead, he put all his mind on a small purple ring suspended in front of him.

This small dinghy is only a few inches old and peculiar style, with dense and numb Xuan Au Fu, but at this moment it is wrapped in the flame of Han Li's mouth.

Han Eyed at Xiaoding without blinking, ten fingers under the bullet, from time to time released a method never into the blue flame, the color is abnormal!

In the blue flame flash, a low buzz is emitted from the ding, and there is an obscure grey and white light band, the lower half is intercepted into the dining lid, and the upper half is intercepted outside the dining flash indefinitely.

This light band is not too thick a finger, but in the blue flame wrap, the spiritual madness wavers, a look of abnormal fear of blue flames.

Han Li's expression on his face remained unchanged, but the more pressing the law popped in his hand, and the color of the blue true flame sprayed in his mouth changed, there was actually a hint of gold in it.

“Pfft” sounded, the grey white light belt seemed no longer able to bear the refining of the blue flame, coming out of the shaking laser in the middle of the ding, and turned into a white light sphere breaking through the blue flame wrap, to break away.

But Han Li seemed to have been prepared for it long ago, and he was not too busy with one finger.

After a thunderbolt, a golden arc flashed out.

The white light bulb whimpered and immediately vanished into a golden flash of electricity.

“Done! After spending such a long time unjustly pushing the old devil out. Now you can make this treasure more comfortable by re-refining it with sperm blood.” Han Li saw the situation in a relaxed state, full of joyful mumbling.

Then he pinched his hands, then another mouth, sprayed a raw red sperm of blood, “bang," windswept into a bloody mist did not enter Xiaoding.

The law in my hand changed, the blue flame rose and doubled, rolling around the whole little ding rolling.

Xiaoding is the “Purple Word Ding” Han Li grabbed from the blood Saint Joe's incarnation.

This treasure was magical in the hands of the blood incarnation. Even Han Li had a headache for it. It is also a treasure of Xuantian.

However, at the time, the treasure was hidden in the memory of another old demon, and he did not dare to take it out immediately to be used for sacrifice. He could only keep it beside him and slowly refine it with true flame.

And the magic has become a little spiritual, not only is it always hidden, but it can even be bitterly resisted by some of the treasure's powers.

It took Han Li a few years to get him out of the ring today and to blow him out.

In this way, this purple word can become a great killer in your hands if it is bled to taste.

In terms of the unpredictable change in treasure alone, Ziyin Dingwei can obviously still be on that stolen Xuantian leftover blade, which is also a lost eastern corner of the elm.

Han Li's taste of Xiaoding lasted for seven days and seven nights. Only on the eighth day, he shook his delightful sleeve forward.

A roll of green and glorious light emerged and the flames disappeared without a trace.

Han Li had a big mouth and sucked suddenly at Xiaoding.

Xiao Ding slipped away and turned into a thumb size, and after a "thumb” sound, it adhered tightly to his forehead, and the tattoo did not move.

Han Li closed his eyes and began to painstakingly understand the wonders of using it.

Purple Word Ding, on his forehead, glittered blindly, emitting a faint purple light.

Three days and three nights later, Han Li opened his eyes and made a laugh.

At this moment, he has mastered most of Xiaoding's wonderful use.

One hand slapped on the forehead, Ding flashed and was put away.

Han Li exhaled slightly, revealing a slight indulgence and thinking in place, suddenly his eyes flashed in a different color, lifting one arm and spraying his mouth.

A green light flew out, just circled around the sleeve robe.

Suddenly, the long sleeves broke apart, revealing a bronze arm.

On his arms, a light-yellow sword was engraved with a mark that was left by the sealed sword of Xuan Tian.

Han Li's eyes flashed brightly, staring at the sword marks on his arm, and the color of his eyes became somewhat hesitant.

It wasn't until after a while that he bit his teeth suddenly, and his other arm pressed his palm against his bare arm and mobilized his internal powers.

Only to see him gleaming in gold, pressing the palm of his hand on his arm came out a layer of golden wave, the tide poured wildly into his arms.

The light-yellow sword marks, which were initially blind, under the stimulus of pure spiritual power, became a little clearer, gradually from yellow to green, the color gradually darkened, and finally a layer of ink-green unusual light.

In the distance, it's like a crystal clear ink-green sword, set in your arms with a raw hardness.

Han Li witnessed the resemblance, his face grew more and more concentrated, and the golden spiritual power poured into it never stopped.

After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the inky green sword suddenly shook, and it moved and swam uncertainly in the arms, as if it had come back to life.

Han Li Min Yilin, the palm of the hand that originally grabbed the arm loosened, the golden spirit flashed, and the collapse disappeared.

At the moment when the sword was swimming, its entire arm was burning like a fire, and the meridian pulse in the arm was sorely painful, as if the next moment was going to break in inches.

This caused him to desperately and hastily stop the original move.

Without the infusion of spiritual power, the originally volatile ink green sword immediately flashed back to its original position, and the spiritual light converged, restoring its original flat and uncanny appearance.

Han Li quietly looked at the light yellow sword marks and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. After a while, he slowly moved this arm.

After a layer of blue light flashed on his arm, the original broken sleeve robe recovered as it had been in the first place, and there was no trace of any broken long sleeves.

But then Han Li laughed bitterly and shook his head and said to himself:

“It seems that the late powers of the merger are not enough to motivate this to see Xuantian treasure, but it is much stronger than before. If you force stimulation, you can also feel a little bit. It seems that in order to really control this treasure, it must be repaired over a large period of time. ”

After Han Li finished this remark, after a short while in place, he closed his eyes again and settled in.

……

Two months later, a blue giant boat suddenly stopped in the sky.

Han Li naturally opened his eyes and gave a thoughtful expression.

Almost at the same time, the voice of the ancestors suddenly sounded in the Chamber of Secrets:

“Brother Han, we are approaching our scheduled node channel. This flying boat is too ambitious for me to wait to continue riding. I waited down there to fly on my own. ”

”Turns out, Han knows.“ Han Likou's faint voice echoed, and his long sleeves shook around the neighborhood.

Suddenly dozens of colorful flags emerged in a nearby void and turned into a gleaming slip out of its cuffs.

As he moved, he turned into a rainbow and ran out of the room.

When a flashing green rainbow appeared in the sky outside the blue giant boat, the neighborhood had long stood between the ancestors of the Qianjia family and the Virgin of Chiaki.

Han Li was not the last of the great boats. Immediately thereafter, Lin's pimped man and the spiritual clan's old Confucius flew out of it.

As soon as the old man came out, he read the void point of the blue boat with words.

As soon as the whole ship blurred, the deformation shrunk quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a green tree the size of a ruler, and a flashing one was taken into the arms by the old Confucian. (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.)