A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han stood still and trembled. All the silver silk didn't go into his skin in a flash, and his body surface became irresistible, as if an egg of various sizes were swimming underneath.

At the same time, Han Li just decided to send a similar burning boiling feeling in the flesh, but the meridians everywhere are itchy, making people want to immediately grab the entire flesh with ten fingers.

This feeling of pain as if it were deep into the soul, that is, Han Li is so powerful that he can live with it. Otherwise, a merged monk is not uncontrollable, but must immediately jump and scream, unable to maintain a calm cultivation.

Han was sitting motionlessly on the ground and persisted with all kinds of resemblances on his unemotionally endured body.

After three or four hours, his body continued to crystallize and penetrate, and he could almost see a bone that was a circle bigger than the average person.

These bones not only sparkle with light silver spirits, as if they were made of sterling silver, but also reveal some faint golden patches on the surface. Though incredibly faint, silky, and even unrecognizable without careful scrutiny, these golden lines almost make up a subtle golden symbol, as if born on a skeleton.

If these golden symbols were to be seen by some magnificent monks, they would be shocked to say the word "Golden Letters”.

One can imagine the subtleties that can form this kind of fairy spiritual work in the body, mostly from the higher realm of true fairies. It means that the great multiplier exists, and you have to be passionate.

This is the Hundred Veins Treasure Refinement Resolutions that Han Li officially re-started.

This method does come from the true fairy world, if Han Li can practice Dacheng, the meat can really exist more than the true spirit, and may even be a few points stronger.

However, it is difficult to practise this kind of kung fu, as you can imagine.

Han Li also dared to retrain after the advanced amalgamation. If training success is not known to be a monkey year, it may even have advanced multiplication, and this method has not yet been fully achieved.

With Han Li's actual age, as well as the more than imagined Shou Yuan, the cultivation of this technique is not in a hurry, you can slowly understand a little bit.

shortly thereafter.

A few hours later, Han Li opened his eyes and suddenly his skeleton burst into a thunderous muffled sound. His body soared with a golden light.

He single-handedly pinched his body and instantly vanished from sight, and suddenly recovered from the surge.

Han Ligang breathed out a bitter smile on his face.

This true Hundred Veins Treasure Refinement is truly painful. Even with his physical strength, it can only be practiced for a little while now.

If you spend too much time practicing day after day, you will probably suffer from a broken pulse.

He did not immediately put away the law formation after he had completed the exercise, but swung it in the air with one hand, and the three heads and six arms of gold law dissipated.

Han Li turned his calm hands to his knees and closed his eyes again to settle in.

But for a moment, the gold light converged and disappeared. Instead, a seven-color light and Xia appeared, and it became brighter and brighter. It formed a seven-color halo and drowned Han standing in it.

At this time, he had a layer of crystalline light fluctuating on his face, the black demon eyes between the eyebrows, more gently flashed, and lived for a time.

After finishing the Hundred Veins Treasure Refining Resolutions, Han Li began practicing another set of mysterious magic tricks of the Immortal Realm - the Refining Art.

With his later powers and flesh, he can finally practice this magic with confidence.

If the second layer of the refining magic can be repaired and the divine mind multiplied, even if this trip to the demonic realm fails to find the Spirit Pool and the Pure Spirit Lotus, there is still so much hope for an advanced multiplier.

Knowing the importance of this art, Han Li practiced it tirelessly every day since the Tianyuan City Demonic War. However, due to the short time available and the fact that the second layer is much deeper than the first, only a little progress has been made on the second level.

It seems that it will also take a long time to cultivate the second layer of refining.

Han Li had predicted this long ago, so he didn't have any impatience, he just cultivated it silently after the booking!

The next morning, a rainbow flew out of the island and, after a circle, it lashed towards the sky.

Two days later, Han Li flew out of the ocean into an inky green mountain range.

This mountain is abnormally wet, and from time to time there is a gradual rise of colorful fog from the ground. It is an abnormality of obscurity that hides everything in the low altitude of three or four hundred people. It is impossible to see the truth.

In order to avoid rushing out of the fog some unknowable warcraft and delaying the trip, this time Han Li did not fly low and sweep the mountains below with mindfulness, but flew directly at thousands of heights.

As for the altitude of more than 10,000 lengths, there are often powerful demons that even Han Li does not want to provoke as a territory. There was no need for him to easily enter such altitude.

This mountain range is vast beyond Han Li's imagination!

The mountain range, which was supposed to fly out in three or four days at most, turned out to be more than a dozen days later without seeing the margins at all.

This surprised Han Li greatly. He couldn't help but be a little more careful.

Although he did not fly at low altitude, he was still attacked by several waves of fairly powerful monsters along the way.

There are giant demons of sheep's head eagle, and there are a hundred times more massive bloodsucking giant mosquitoes.

These warcraft, while causing some minor trouble to Han Li, were unified for flying ash under the flame of the Spirit Phage.

After a few more days of flying over the mountain range, the lower tree peaks gradually faded away, finally reaching the edge of the mountain range.

This caused Han Li Spirit to vibrate. When the momentary force, the light accelerated a lot. A few flashes, it reached over a near-bald stone peak. When he was about to continue flashing and continue flying, the divine light converged, and the flash stopped in the distance.

Han Li turned his head and glanced at one side, showing a slightly thoughtful expression on his face, but a moment later, he seemed to have made a decision, and flew straight to where he wanted.

A moment later, Han Li flew out of more than a thousand miles and saw a huge purple-red giant tree far between several mountain peaks, three thousand feet tall.

Over the giant trees, there are more than a dozen demons, both men and women, and a bunch of red bats with wings on their backs.

Those demonic men and women are mostly cultivated by God, but there are also three of them in the virtual period. Together, they are forming a subtle magic array, sacrificing dozens of colorful artifacts and what the red bats are fighting for.

Those red and red bats look more than thirty, one half the size, the body surface is covered in black demonic pattern, the meat wings fan, a gray demonic wind gushes out, and the mouth is sprayed with turquoise flame.

The wind and fire blend together.

Green flame can increase dramatically, turning into a sea of green oil, and trapped the men and women demons hard over giant trees, unable to leave a step.

Although these demons are unable to break out of the siege, several of the magic artifacts initiated for the first three demons are powerful, and the formations of the Falekaupule are extremely subtle and temporarily resist the fierce attack of the Fire Sea.

Below these demon clans, there is an intense odor of strangeness.

At the top of a giant tree is a huge crown with several thumb-sized emerald fruits, and the aroma comes from it.

Han Li's eyes did not leave much on the bats and demons, but swept away and fell on several fruits on the giant tree.

“Purple light tree, purple spirit fruit. But such a large purple tree is rare!” Han Li muttered to himself with a slight expression of curiosity on his face.

Although purple spiritual fruit is a rare and rare fruit, especially from such a giant spiritual tree, it may have some more special effects. However, this spiritual effect can only be applied to monks below the amalgamation, and has long been of no use to Han Li.

Hence Han Li finally looked to the demons.

At this moment, the deification period in those demons seems not to be very good.

More than a dozen demons, his face began to pale, and apparently his powers drained too quickly to continue. If these demons fail, the other three demons will not be able to form under the law.

Han Li glanced at him and before he could figure out how to handle the matter, one of the three demons of the Purification Phantom clan shouted out loudly:

“This Taoist friend, I'm waiting for the White House of Fantasy Night. If Daoyou is willing to help, Bai's family will pay you well after the incident! ”

The Talking Demon Nation, a beautiful young woman with peach blossoms, seemed to be only in her twenties, her hair was tall and held up, and she was wearing a long green dress. She had already discovered the existence of Han Li and finally couldn't bear to cry out for help.

Han Li naturally concealed the original cultivation, but only revealed a late smell of emptiness.

“Fantasy Night City White House? Maybe it's the white house with the tsubaki!” Han Li's color changed slightly and asked slowly.

“If Daoyou knew that the Bai family existed, he should have known that the words of the concubine were not false. If Taoist friends still do not believe, the concubine swears by the demon of heart and mind that she will never forget to repay the great favor of life.” The beautiful young woman misunderstood Han Li's expression of hesitation and hurried to repeat the rumor.

When Han Li heard this, he muttered for a moment and replied faintly:

“Since you are from the White House, it is not enough to help. I just hope Daoist doesn't forget what he promised! ”

The voice just fell, his body suddenly rose to three or four lengths tall, the body surface appeared dense and numb black scales, two hands fluttered, and a hallucination into two dark claws, ten fingers sharp as a knife

As soon as Han Li was transformed and finished, he did not hesitate to drink loudly, with a demonic wind pounding directly on those red bats, the momentum was amazing! (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.)