A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The ancestors heard this, but after a slight indulgence, they shook the light together towards Han Li. After a few flashes, their faces appeared shady in the vicinity.

The maiden in the feather coat at the other end, her eyes flashed quickly for a few moments, then stamped her jade feet, behind her pair of flaming wings, and she didn't go into the void.

After a moment, Han Li side fluctuated together, feathercoat appeared less silent.

As for Baiqi, after listening to Han Li's words, he simply swept over and continued his indifference.

“Brother Han, you have my life and everything. Hopefully Daoist will have any more cards against this Demonic Saint Joe 12. Otherwise, we are really just going to hit the stone with eggs.” As soon as the maiden appeared, she smiled at Han Li and said:

“Base card? You two can't or won't keep some. And can the two Daoists discover that this demonic Holy Joe, although the first attack, was amazing, then the attack relied solely on the dark dagger in his hand, and did not use any other magical powers.” Han Lihua stared at the young man in the black robe across the street, and he didn't go back and say a word.

“Brother Han means...” The maiden in the plumage jumped in her heart and was slightly surprised.

“Leaf Fairy, don't forget, this is where the Spirit Pool is located. I'm afraid the purest place in the whole demonic world is where we're staying right now. If a demon race, even Saint Joe, fought in this place, I would not believe that the other side would not be suppressed by the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth.” The giant ape whispered coldly.

“Brother Han said it well. Even if he had just instigated the black dagger, he would have to break the spiritual cage in order to absorb the outside magic to attack us. If the old man is correct, this old demon can not directly supplement the magic in the body here, every time he uses some, he will lose a point. Most of the treasures of Xuantian in his hands are the same. As long as this object does not continue to absorb the outside magic, with the power of the Dark Dagger alone, we cannot resist one or two.” Ancestral Qianjia seemed to be touched by Han Li's words. After a slight sluggishness on his face, he calmly replied.

After listening to both words, the young lady's heart spinning quickly, she felt sensible, and her fear could not help but go to the majority.

At this time, the young man in the black robe opposite heard Han Li and others, his eyes slightly narrowed and smiled.

“Not bad, not bad! I'm afraid the three of you are at the top of the Brotherhood in such a short period of time. It is true that this place on the island of Bitter Spirit is under some repression, and some of the magic and treasures are not readily available for direct implementation. But what do you think is the treasure of the heavens, and how do you prevent it from absorbing the Qur 'an from the outside? By the way, give it back to that spiritual kid. This seat has not touched you just now, it senses a sense of decadence in you. King Ling sent you here. What do you mean? You didn't mean to put a false fairy in your hands.” After speaking to Han Li and others who did not care, the young man in the black robe looked down on the white relatives and asked in a cold voice.

Hearing this question from the young man in the black robe, the ancestors and others moved in their hearts and looked at the white relatives.

From the beginning, this spiritual Holy Spirit behaved very strangely. Han Li decided to join forces against the black robe youth, but naturally they had to find out the true intentions of the white relatives first.

In the white glow of Xia Xia, although her face could not see anything, after listening to the words of the young man in the black robe, her body flashed slightly for a few moments before finally opening her voice:

“When Baek arrived, the adult in the tribe did command him to say a few words and planted a psychic character in me. Why don't you let him talk to his predecessor personally? ”

The voice just fell, white light on the white cousin as one of the convergence, revealed its true appearance.

A middle-aged man in a gorgeous gown!

Unusual face, but bright silver eyes, a pale purple speck between the eyebrows, shining lustre.

His gown was obviously unusual, not only printed with many silver spiritual prints, slightly moving, but also countless white light shaking, very eye-catching.

“Well, that old monster of your spiritual clan lived much longer than all of us, so I'll see what he has to say.” The young man in the black robe was not surprised, humming a lifetime later.

Bai Qi smiled slightly and immediately patted his head with one hand.

After a slight sound, its heavenly lid opened and a silver charm flew out of it.

The wind and rain swung and the light was shining, and the illusion turned into a tall fiction.

Han Li saw the situation, glanced at the shadow clearly, and was an old white robe with a hairy white hair.

The ancestors of the family and the young woman in the feathercoat saw the scene and couldn't help but look at each other. All kinds of thoughts in their hearts spinning fast, no one made a slight move.

After all, the situation is worse than fighting with this demonic Saint Joe immediately. It seems that the situation is about to change at this moment, and they naturally cannot afford it.

Once the old man's phantom flew out, he hung quietly over the white relatives. After sweeping his eyes around him, he landed on the young man in the black robe opposite him, and the color of divine calm was abnormal.

“Yuan Nightmare, long time no see. I didn't expect to see you here as one of the three great ancestors. Why aren't the two Daoists, who were supposed to be guarding the extinction and uncertainty on the island?” The white-haired old man's fiction clearly contained a hint of someone's soul in it. After punching a young man, he asked as if he were a real person.

This spiritual family multiplier exists, it seems to know this Jianzhengzu.

Once Han Li heard the word "original ancestor”, even though he had always calmed down abnormally, he could not help but change his color.

Ancestors and maidens of plumage, even more "clattering”, once again sink their hearts to the bottom.

“Destruction is something else, and the island has been under surveillance for almost a thousand years. Your Lord Ling Wang suddenly sent several generations into this place, it seems that he still has no heart for those two spirits. But you should be well aware that some of the combinations that exist here are simply suicidal things. But if you, Lord Ling Wang, take care of it personally, it's another word.” Black feared that the young man would see the old man in a white robe and his pupils would shrink slightly, coldly said.

“Had it not been for the fierce fire that your demons had fought in the land of the Spirit Nation, Maybe my husband would really like to come. Haven't seen him for so many years, my husband would also like to know if Yuan Nightmare's Nightmare Gong has made any other breakthrough. Now that we have no time to be apart, we can only risk these younger generations. But now, with the exception of the white relatives, everything has gone wrong. It's a little too soon for Daoist!” The King of Spirits said silently.

“I can leave one of you spiritual tribes behind, and I've already given you face. If there's any bullshit left, don't blame me for not giving him the chance to kill him too.” The young man in the black robe looked heavy and had a big inconsistency, and immediately started again.

“Yuan Nightmare's temper hasn't changed much compared to tens of thousands of years ago. All right, I'll be brief. I would like to exchange one thing for a pure spirit lotus and one chance to enter a spiritual pool for the middle and late generations of my people. I don't know how my brothers and sisters feel. My husband wanted to make this deal with two destabilizing Daoists, but I didn't expect him to become a Daoist!” The King of Spirits sighed and said helplessly.

“Haha, I didn't expect the King of Spirits to joke! You think Yuan would believe it if you said that. Don't talk about extinction and uncertainty. They're not here. They don't make deals with spiritual people. All right, that's it. Let's get you on your way first. Thy soul shall be split, and I shall laugh with no courtesy.” After listening, the young man in the black robe looked unbelievable and laughed and shook the sword in his hand again.

Ancestors and maidens of plumage saw this situation, their faces suddenly changed, not to mention the power in their bodies.

Han Lihua's giant ape also stared and the golden light flowed.

But at this moment, the King of Spirits said a word that surprised the young man in the black robe without panicking:

“Why, Yuan Nightmare, don't you even want the meteorite? ”

“What, meteorite? You have this thing? No, what do you know?” The black robe young man lost his voice and exit, but suddenly remembered something again. The sound of a loud and cold revulsion revealed the colour of his face!

“Hey, my husband knows a lot more than Daoist thought. After all, the old husband and the other ethnic groups of the spiritual world have different multiplication periods. After all, they have experienced more than a few times the number of years. Naturally, they will also know something. What do they not even know? With this stone, you can postpone the massacre in front of your demons for at least another tens of thousands of years. Its precious, don't need me to say anything more. Daoist, think about it and answer me later.” The King of Spirits gave a big and deep expression, with Chengzhu speaking in his chest.

The young man in the black robe had a gloomy and uncertain face and remained motionless over the pond.

Han Li and Xiaojia Ancestors and others heard this conversation, naturally the same suspicion in their hearts, can't help but guess the true meaning of the words just now.

“Okay, good. A long time ago, this House assumed that you came from different backgrounds, never from ordinary spiritual realms. Now even the secrets of the holy realm are so clear, it seems that the original speculation was indeed correct. It's just unfortunate...” The young man in the black robe suddenly shook his head gently.

“Pity about what? Don't you know the importance of meteorites to your demonic world?” The old man frowned and got a little strange.

“Unfortunately, you met me today, let alone told me about it!” The young man in the black robe's mouth rose strangely, and at the next moment, he suddenly slashed the giant black sword in his hand against the white relative, while the other hand pounded the old man in the white robe and caught it.

(Oh, to the key part of the Demonic Realm, the idea is slower, please forgive me!) (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.)