A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Then he pulled the sword light toward the surrounding warcraft, but his eyes turned and swept away not far behind him.

Over there, the Ancestors and others are killing other warcraft.

The maiden feathercoat, ten fingers in a row, came out of a silver rain, and a large number of warcraft fell from the sky.

The Piffa Forest man had an extra crystal clear red jade ruler in his hand, a group of flames from which he splashed and lasered, instantly turning a warcraft into a fireball.

Ancestor Luo Jia and the elder Hui, one hand fantasized into two golden giant claws, waved beneath, countless claws in the void shouting awesome. The other is a double-sleeved flip room with a bunch of green air rolling out.

As soon as the warcraft approached more than 100 husbands, it was either instantly torn to pieces, or its body was stiff and immediately poisoned to death.

As for the spiritual clan, Tibetan old Confucius did not know when to add an ancient green light, and dozens of purple flames flew out of it, covering all the vast voids of the acre.

Where the purple shadow passed, many warcraft turned into a piece of green smoke disappeared.

As for the mysterious spiritual relatives, their hands and feet did not move in the protective spiritual light, but only slowly moved forward. But where the white light passed, the nearby warcraft was split apart, as if at the same time it had been filled with numerous sharp edges.

And the thin drum elder, with an extra gourd-like apparatus in front of him, seemed to make only a low buzz, but as soon as all the fallen warcraft approached him, he swayed drunkenly and eventually fell on the ground.

The last divine young man “stopped the water", sometime more than a pair of silver coats of war, protected his skin completely and turned into a hurricane head into the foremost herd of beasts.

Where the roar has passed, the legacy of the warcraft is dancing in the air, and it is a very bloodthirsty and violent look.

Han Li watched all of this and frowned slightly.

They don't know if it's bad luck or if it's really a bad time to get to the Devil's World Prairie.

They walked just a dozen days along the edge of the meadow and accidentally encountered a tidal flock of beasts running from the depths of the meadow.

Knowing the terrible tide of beasts in the spiritual realm, Han Li and others, naturally one of the surprises, immediately wanted to avoid the herd of beasts to detour.

But they still underestimated the power of this wave of magic beasts. The warcraft that emerges from the grasslands is constant, endless, and is all this wolf-like warcraft.

Such beasts are not of high rank, mostly foundational knot dan rank, and the strongest seem to be similar to that of the Shinto Shinto Shinto, but they are large enough to despair the general Shinto.

Even though the ancestors and others initially made great moves in spite of the power, they killed millions of such beasts in one breath, but were forced to cross the parcel by the herd of beasts in infinite numbers.

Waves after waves of warcraft surrounded Han Li and other groups, no matter how many were killed, the presence of warcraft in the surrounding area was never reduced, as if the number was really infinite.

Though the ancestors and others held a great deal of divinity, in this case, they could only hold together and kill each other forward.

But the warcraft also seemed to be targeting their associates, launching almost suicidal attacks on their associates from morning to night, giving them no time to stop and breathe.

They were killed in this beast for two days and two nights, but now their eyes are still full of dark shadows, with no sign of breaking out of the siege.

As a result, not only did Han Li suck in a cold breath of air, but others such as Ancestral Qianjia and the Virgin Qianqiu frowned.

With so many warcraft, the tide of beasts erupting in human territory is simply different from the sky. I'm afraid only those huge herds of beasts in the waters of the Spiritual Realm can compare to this.

Suddenly Han Li single-handedly made a loud thunderbolt, and several bowls of thick golden arcs flashed into another flock of beasts.

Only the golden light gleams and the thunderbolt turns on.

Three or four hundred warcraft, instantly converted into coke, were killed clean.

Even though these warcraft are not afraid to die, they are also afraid to speak out and their subconscious movements are slow.

On this occasion, Han stood up and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, Han Li's ancestors fluctuated together and appeared flashing nearby.

“Brother Lui, this is not a good idea. We are so powerful, but so many warcraft cannot be killed. Moreover, these warcraft are so fierce and fearless of death, there must be an existential motivation such as the Beast King behind them, and more damage will always haunt us.” The ancestors of the Han Li Chongqing family said softly.

“Daoyou said it was good, and my husband thought about it. Otherwise, we would have killed so many of these beasts that we would have backed away. We are not fit to continue to stall with these warcraft, otherwise it would be troublesome to be discovered by the passing high-ranking demons. I must kill the Beast King and disperse these beasts completely.” The ancestors nodded in a gloomy way and then pressed one hand away into the void.

loud rumbling sound!

Suddenly a blurry giant palm emerged over the sky and fell.

The intangible force immediately rushed down. Down.

Hundreds of demonic beasts cried out, and the instant was pressed directly into the mud.

At this time, Ancestor Luo's lips slightly moved to the spiritual people and other rumors to discuss a few sentences.

Then his eyes flashed and he turned to Han Li and said:

“Han Daoyou, I have passed through with Chiaki Daoyougou. In this trip, you and I are the last four people to fix it. If you want to come alone, you can also kill the Beast King. Now let Ye Fairy continue to keep their watch here to attract the attention of these warcraft, and I will wait for several people to kill each in four directions to find and kill the Beast King. Time is limited to three hours. After this time, Brother Han should return immediately. I will find another way out of the beast tide. But if my husband wants to come, the Beast King can't be too far away. Otherwise, the control room will be reduced and these ordinary warcraft will not be able to withstand death. ”

“So well, I've just searched the east with divinity. Warcraft smells pretty weak over there. The Beast King may be hiding over there. Han should go that way. ”

Old Ancestor Lujia naturally promised to come down, then fluttered the elder's order two sentences, and took a big step, like a slowly ill western herd of beasts to kill.

As for the Latter-day Holy Spirit of the Virgin of Qianqiu and the White Relatives, one south-south and one north-south, each going in two different directions.

Among the many warcraft howls, the three did not enter the dark herd, and no trace was found.

Young ladies in plumage and others who are slightly weak will be consciously transformed, hidden in a circle that remains here to confront the beasts that flock above them.

Han Li saw this situation, took a light breath, and when his body moved, he also suddenly became a laser of a rainbow.

The sound of the "chi chi" sword has been heard.

Where the rainbow passed, the blood flowed into the river, and the warcraft was cut off once or twice.

Han Li rushed in for more than two hours.

Along the way, 72 little swords pushed the passive as if 72 dragons, dancing indefinitely in the vicinity of his light, and hiding a hint of invisible wonder.

Some beasts, green light has not yet fallen on them, their bodies are cut apart one step at a time.

After Han Lixiu made great progress, not only did his powers surge, but even the power of Bamboo Cloud Swords surged by the sky.

But Han Li's heart hid some anxiety.

Although several mutant warcraft were encountered along the way, their strength was no more than that of Late Brothers of the Divine Divine Divinity, and it was impossible to be the Beast King who commanded so many warcraft.

Seeing that three hours are approaching, the number of warcraft in the foreground is still undiminished, which makes him hesitate to go back and talk about other convergences.

And while his heart was spinning, suddenly his eyes swept away in surprise into the herd of beasts ahead.

Almost at the same time, a sudden burst of fierce bursting sound came in from afar, and then suddenly whimpering sounds appeared in the mouths of the warcraft that were supposed to be pounding on Han Li, and then the opposite direction changed, and would fly back and forth.

In this scene, Han Li was surprised, but his eyes narrowed without hesitation.

The rainbow burst into a tremendous whistle, instantly releasing a gleam and bursting across the sky.

Those who were blocked in front of them, under a roll of green swordlight, were stirred to shreds, but that was it, the other beasts still did not turn back but retreated.

Han Lixin turned his mind and slightly changed the sword light provoked in front of him. It still appeared to be a blueberry film, but the power converged for the most part, and followed some of the warcraft straight to the distance to laser in the bursting sound.

At his current speed, coupled with the absence of a warcraft, nature took a quick breath over a hundred miles.

But just then, Han Li suddenly stopped, and his face slightly changed and swept forward.

Only in the air, a few miles away from him, suddenly a large number of green warcraft froze in front of him.

The shape of these warcraft is much taller than that of their kind. Hard hairs are hidden in the glow of turquoise green. There is also a faint smell hidden in them, and they actually look extremely poisonous.

Those warcraft who retreated from the Kung Wang, when they saw their mutant kind, did not hesitate to split to either side and fled around to the back.

Han Li didn't pay any attention to it, but with these fleeing warcraft, he also looked further away.

Behind this group of green warcraft, a large area was emptied, being attacked wildly by more than a dozen taller warcraft in light silver, surrounded by two figures.

Next to these pale silver beasts, there is a furry black beast, but the head beast with two five-colored horns is lying still in midair in a gutter of blood.

At the top of this beast's head, a light silver quietly suspended there, inserted with a half-burned grey candle, slowly spreading a stream of green smoke out.

And these green cigarettes surround this open space, illusory into a faint circle that is almost invisible.

Further afield, there is another group of green beasts carrying black-pressed ordinary warcraft, but surrounding this open space with water.

No matter what kind of warcraft, from time to time there is a raging roar in the mouth, but no one dares to rush into the huge circle formed by green smoke, as if they were unscrupulous to these green smokes.

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