A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The scene presents the image of Han Li sitting in the lobby at the front end of the scene. Although there was no sound, the image of Han Li in the scene was vivid, as if everything just now was a rewind of time.

At this time, the big man said "Watch out” to the purple-haired woman, and one of his fingers bounced into the void of the image, a little black light lasered out, flashing into the light group.

At the next moment, Han Li suddenly had a layer of light flame on his body. The outer layer was a dark black ray of ink, slightly inside was a purple golden ray of light, and then went inside was a gray chaotic color, and he could no longer tell what it was.

“Hey, what's this?” At first sight, the purple-haired woman shouted softly.

“Oh, this is the first time the Fifth Sister has seen such a broad pubic mystery. As you can see, this last name Han Kid seems to be a little special, the outermost black, showing the purest true demonic spirit of our holy world, which is normal. Without this layer of black light, I would suspect that he is not from our holy world. As for the purple gold inside, it means that this person has also practiced a remarkable refining magic, and has practiced to the extreme, as if to reach the mythical purple gold bone boundary. It seems unlikely, however, that the flesh will be cultivated to such strength that, apart from some of the ancestors of the Holy Ancestors, the brothers have yet to hear who can achieve it.” The big man pointed a little at the various layers of light on Han's body and said in a heavy manner.

“Purple medulla gold bone. This man is so powerful! Can't be something wrong with Guangyin Bao Mirror!?” The purple-haired woman's face changed dramatically, shaking her head unbelievably.

“Shouldn't be wrong. Though a wide Yin mirror greatly discounts this person's effectiveness, such a rough look will not cause too much outrageous errors. Besides, this person is only close to that level, otherwise the outermost demonic Qi will not be shown in the mirror at all, it should be all in the meridian of the flesh, and it will not be divulged.” The big man sighed and said.

“But that's it, and I'm afraid the man's flesh alone is enough to suppress the existence of ordinary demons. But what is that layer of grey light on him? Isn't there something else he can practise?” The purple-haired woman swept her eyes into the void and asked again.

“Gray light is part of the spectrum that can't even be detected. It's definitely different. It's already my limit to see that. Otherwise, if you inject more force into the mirror, I'm afraid you'll really offend this man. That's not something to lose. But the fact that a man can find me in restraint also means that he is not too small in his mind.” The big man looked straight back.

“The flesh is strong and transverse, with strange magic that the treasure mirror cannot see through, even the minds are powerful and abnormal. So we actually have a demonic presence in Night City. Fortunately, he didn't seem to intend to stay here for long, and the White House was first involved with him. Not only was there no obstacle, but there was no problem solving the beast.” The purple-haired woman's face was shadowy and she thought about it for a while before smiling bitterly.

“This is good news in this regard. This man can never be offended by the White House, but he does not need to pull himself together. The strength of this person is so deep and unpredictable, it is not something such a family can tolerate. Sister Five, be more careful when you come into contact with this person.” The big man said seriously.

“Little sister naturally knows that.” Spontaneous women's eyes flashed a few times and gently lowered their heads.

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At the same time, Han Li sat on his knees in a veterinary car, playing with a white crystal ball with one hand, with a smiling face.

All of a sudden, his body black gas gushed, a black light screen scattered from his body, covering all the voids within a few lengths, then one finger between the eyebrows, and threw the crystal ball in his hand towards him.

“Pfft," the black light flashed between the eyebrows, and the third black demon appeared, a golden light column flashed out of it, hitting the white crystal ball in his hand.

The next moment, the white crystal sphere became a golden glow, and the light flashed slightly, and a golden light also sprayed from it.

The light screen was first blurred, followed by a white light flash, revealing a hand padded prismatic ancient mirror of Xu Gao shadow.

It was the white man with the pale yellow hair.

The phantom of the big man motionless, with his hands pinched, with his hands made the appearance of a punching mirror to make a law enforcement decision.

Han Li quietly surveyed the shadow of the Han Dynasty and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. The black demon between his eyebrows suddenly disappeared.

As the White House demon prince said, when he hid in the prohibition to carry out the surgical probe, he sensed its existence almost instantaneously with the strength of Han Li's mind, did not move under the sound, and also carried out the surgical counter-detection.

Han Li was relieved to discover that he was also a demon and only after his mid-term existence.

With the magic and the power of pseudo-demonic beads inherent in the Brahma Sacred True Devil's work he cultivates, there is naturally nothing to worry about in the face of the rest of the demonic world except that some horses and feet may be exposed in front of those deeply unpredictable holy ancestors.

When the crystal sphere sounded boring, it restored its original crystal clear, and at the same time, the shadow of the big man broke apart silently.

Everything is restored in a few respiratory rooms as if the previous method did not exist at all.

At this time, Han Li closed his eyes and sat down unemotionally.

Over the next day, Han Li dropped off at the White House every day in that giant animal truck to exchange some refreshments with the purple haired woman. They even talked about some mystical marvels, in addition to body refining and ordinary magic.

This has greatly benefited both.

In the meantime, Han stood searching for it and finally determined that Brothers of the Ancestors and other ethnic groups and the Holy Spirit of the Spiritual Nation had not yet arrived in the Fantasy Night City. He was the first to arrive here.

This made Han Li feel a little depressed. I don't know if anyone else was having trouble on the way or if there was anything else that was delayed.

But he wasn't really worried about it.

After all, the ancestors and others are still the Holy Spirit. None of them exist in a general merger. Even if they reveal their identities, at the same time they are surrounded by several demonic honor levels, they can escape invincibly and cannot easily fall.

But it's about the Eight-Footed Lizard, which is a bit tricky. Though he would get one from the White House by then, the others' proxy warcraft had no choice but to find another way.

But the ancestors and others are old monsters who don't know how many years they have lived, and they should be able to solve these things themselves. All he had to do was wait for someone else to arrive after the White House affair was over.

In the meantime, however, the other two big families of Fantasy Night City also knew about the arrival of Han Li, and sent invitations.

This time, Han Li refused. But half a month later, he attended Zhao's festival ancestral ceremony.

At the ceremony, he met a magical superior elder of the Zhao family and had a short conversation.

This Zhao family demon is a skinny old man with a short body. When he knew that Han Li was just passing through the city and would not stay for long, he was clearly relieved and his face immediately became enthusiastic.

Han Li naturally knew why the other party had become this way, and he left Zhao's house unharmed.

After returning from Zhao's family, Han Li stopped going to the Bai family.

But more than a decade later, he waited for the purple-haired woman to come to the door herself.

The woman informed the Bai family that the waiting friend had finally arrived. She decided to leave in two days to go to the Mirage Desert and expel the monstrous monster. Ask Han Rico what the problem was.

Han Li naturally had no other opinions and promised to come down with one bite.

Purple-haired woman immediately rejoiced, even said thank you and then left.

In the next two days, Han Li did not go out again, but just sat quietly on the top floor of the attic, taking good care of the sharp!

Although he did not believe that a monster of the highest rank could pose a real threat to him, he did not want to see a trench fall because of his own carelessness.

Two days later, Han Li ordered Jugor to fly in an animal car to the gate in one direction of Fantasy Night City.

A few hours later, on a dirt slope outside the city gate, Han Li finally met the Bai family, etc.

In addition to the purple-haired woman and the big man, there were two strange-faced Demon honored men and six other Familiar Demons. Xinhuan Baiyin is among them.

After greeting Han Li with a smile on her face, the purple-haired woman introduced Han Li and two other invited friends.

At this time, Han Li only learned that the name of the big yellow-haired man is "White Fairy", even the purple-haired woman should call him "Brother".

The other two monsters, one who did not give his real name, but called himself Luo Long Tianjun, a big fat man with an unusually rounded body, stacked in layers, two eyes narrowed into two fine stitches, at first sight, it is very difficult to associate with his title.

The other, Chill Son, is a middle-aged man with a green ghost face mask, ordinary in shape, with a silky white chill all over his body, making people feel a little bit of a chill.

Huang Hai Dahan was very kind to Han Li and seemed to rely very heavily on him. Although the fat man spoke to Han Li a few words, he looked like he was not smiling. As for the cold son who faced Han Li without saying a word, it seemed as if he had really become a cold illusion.

Han Li faced these three people, and the color was the same. After a few vague words, he didn't say much.

Then, after a moment of work, after a greeting from the white man, the dry man immediately prompted the light and flew in the direction of the Mirage Desert. (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.)