A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

But the fairy suddenly came out of the black robe young man's five fingers, suddenly a layer of shadow and cold air rolled out, and at the same time his body moved out, after a blur, appeared in the void more than a dozen outside.

Then False Immortal stood up in a straight line, his eyes twinkled with a faint golden light, his eyes turned to the young man in the black robe, the word cold opened:

“Well, you actually dared to do it. The King of the Spirit said he had to fight you with the body of this Immortal. ”

This pseudo-fairy was possessed and manipulated by another spiritual king.

Han Li and the three of them were all very happy to see this.

Though the Spiritual King did not share his thoughts with them all the way, he was a great help at this time.

Yuanni Saint Joe's face sank, his palms slowly retracted, and replied faintly:

“It turns out that your old ghost retained his back hand, and left another spiritual spirit in that spiritual generation. But do you really think you can fight this Holy Joe because of an inferior fake fairy? Just 20% of the power in this seat will suffice to suppress you. ”

“Elsewhere, the Spirit King believes that. But on Bitter Spirit Island, it's good that you can use your powers to achieve three or four. And my pseudo fairy, 20651, although not completely repaired, if I add this. I'd like to see how you can handle it.” Pseudo-Immortal heard an angry voice from the King of Spirits, then flipped his palm and a silver vial appeared in his hand.

The surface of this bottle is uneven, with a mini ant-sized spiritual imprint that flashes a faint silver light.

“Spirit bottle! You succeeded in imitating this object. But what's the use of this thing against me?” When the black robe young man saw the silver bottle, he was startled, but immediately laughed.

“This bottle is certainly of no use to you, but the contents of the bottle are sufficient to greatly increase the Pseudo-Immortal 20651.” Immortal 20651; with no expression on his face, suddenly threw the vial in the air.

One of the vials slipped backwards and downwards, the surface of various silver texts appeared tacitly, then the green flashed at the mouth of the bottle, a drop of lush green liquid rolled down from it.

Liquid fluids crystallize green and exude incredible spiritual energy, as if it were a condensation of the spiritual gas of heaven and earth.

Looking at Han Li in the distance, he felt the familiar breath emanating from the green droplets, his pupils suddenly shrunk, and his face rolled up in shock.

“This aura is not exactly that... although much lighter, the aura is generally the same...”

Without mentioning the horror in Han Li's heart, the young man in the black robe saw the green liquid, his face suddenly changed, the black sword in his hand suddenly burst out into a blurred rave, the seven or eight moon sword light whizzed out, and instantly converged together, turning into a giant sword light, straight to the pseudo fairy roll and chop it off.

The other arm rises lightning, one finger popping out.

The sound of a broken sky, a flash of flash ejected, the target was the drop of green liquid.

And at such close range, almost both attacks are instantaneous.

But Pseudo-Immortal seemed to have predicted a long time ago. Instead, a huge swordlight attack could not escape. Instead, one finger bounced against the black light and suddenly opened his head and sucked.

The sound of "Zhu”, Xian a section of the finger actually exited the direct ejection of the palm of the hand and accurately hit the black light coming from the face.

Both flashed simultaneously, fingers burst silently.

After a slight bite, the black light also appeared in the air.

A mini tip cone, all black, inches long, faintly emitting silk flush, at first glance is an extraordinary treasure!

But just a moment later, the drop of green fluid had shivered down into the green line, flashing into the false fairy's mouth.

At this point, the giant sword light also reached close by, and blew out an astonishing burst of breath.

A path of indestructible black and pitch-black swords burst out staggered, flooding the false fairies.

In the horrible power previously displayed by the Dark Devil, the Pseudo-Immortal is afraid to break into fragments in an instant.

But the next moment, a cold hum came out of the pitch-black sword, and suddenly a green light blossomed.

Then the two big green hands came out of the green light without any sign, and cut left and right, they actually split the dense and numb pitch and black sword.

Swordman chopped on both hands, only the green light flashed slightly, if nothing happened to bear it.

The dawg, a sharp sound, flashed away and struck one of the green hands.

Listening only to the crisp sound of a metal collision, under a pause, a bounce of the original shape of the tip cone appeared and opened.

The green hand was still intact.

Yuan Night Saint Joe saw this situation, his face was a little ugly, the black sword in his hand shook down, actually slightly drowned without launching any more attacks, and he looked coldly at the other side without a word.

At this time, the black sword was eliminated by the two green hands, and a human figure slowly appeared in the green light.

It was the Pseudo-Immortal that the Spirit King manipulated.

However, at this time, compared to just now, his appearance changed dramatically. The silver spiritual print that originally appeared on his face turned dark green. At this moment, he penetrated into his skin and still slightly creeped. At first glance, he couldn't help but get a little creepy.

The puppet slowly retracted a pair of green palms and looked at the young man in the black robe with no expression.

“Shan Tian Cheng Lu, you actually got a drop of this kind of immortal liquid, you still need to use it on a fake immortal in the district, don't you think it's a little too bulky?” Yuan Night Saint Joe stared at Pseudo-Immortal and said with excitement and a hint of incredibility.

“Humph, if it were true, I would have used it to refine Sunrise to create Dan, how could it show up in front of you? The old man may also tell you that this is only a drop of Pseudo-Immortal Dew that is ten times diluted than the real Pseudo-Immortal Dew, which is just right for this Pseudo-Immortal .” Pseudo-fairies snorted coldly, coldly echoing.

“Tenfold dilution will greatly diminish the utility, and it will not be possible to refine Zen Tian Kai Dan. But even if the dilution is stronger, there is always a little spirit in this thing, which can replace the Immortal Crystal, which is used to excite the pseudo-Immortal\ 20651; s true divinity. But even so, this seat doubts that this spirit's Qi can support this pseudo-immortal by launching several attacks like just now.” The exciting colour on Yuan Nightingale's face vanished, his eyes turned slightly, and his mouth was filled with a hint of disdain.

“How many times? The old man doesn't have to do this, as long as you can catch this pseudo-fairy blow in this state, even if you are not worthy of the beginning of the demonic world.” Fake fairies suddenly appear in a strange colour.

The voice had just fallen, its feet suddenly stamped, its body blurred, the illusion turned into a light green fictional laser.

“To die! ”

Yuan Nightingale Saint Joe, when he was still somewhat surprised by the meaning of the other party's conversation, at first sight, Fake Immortal actually flew to himself on such a large scale, the eyebrows suddenly became shady, after a loud drink in his mouth, suddenly a huge monster appeared behind his body, a hundred heights.

This magic shadow is so bizarre, it's like a giant toad that magnifies countless times, all black, and over a large neck, besides a giant skull in the middle, there are four other skulls on each side that are much smaller.

It is a nine-headed toad that can only be seen in the rumors of the people, even in the demonic world!

As soon as the Nine-headed Toad appeared, the colour of the head in the middle appeared and passed away. A large mouthful appeared and a golden illusion flashed out.

I don't know what this golden shadow is, but the pseudo fairy that is flying away after being hit by it for the first time, it actually flies back with a roaring reflex, and when it comes in, it seems as if it is going to score two more points.

The young man in the black robe saw this situation, his face flashed away, single-handedly pinched.

The golden shadow erupted from the mouth of the giant toad and suddenly saw nothing but pale golden remnants of the sky. A golden mesh over nearly half a pond emerged and instantly covered the pseudo-fairy .

At the next moment, Pseudo-Immortal was hit by a golden shadow in the middle of a giant net. It flew down like a game, but every time it touched the giant net, it was immediately ejected back, and the net could not be broken.

At this time, the Pseudo-Immortal doesn't even seem to have the power to fight!

The black robe youth saw this situation, a sneer, the law never changed again, the golden shadow suddenly disappeared, only one lightning stroke, put the pseudo fairy into it a few laps at a time, and quickly retracted.

Pseudo-Immortal was pulled away from the young man in the black robe, but was stuck dead in a golden bowl with a thick mouth, unable to move a finger.

At this time, the crowd can see clearly that the big gold rope-like thing is a long tongue ejected by a giant toad.

However, this long tongue and the general monster tongue are very different. Not only is it pale gold in color, but the lines on the sarcoma of the suction cup on the surface form a faint golden symbol of varying sizes, sparkling like a mysterious apparatus.

“Shamelessly! Anything else you can show, now is the time of your death.” Yuan Night Saint Joe laughed, his golden tongue suddenly tightened, suddenly fake fairy bursting like a bean grain.

This demonic ancestor intends to explode this pseudo-immortal with his magical golden tongue.

Pseudo-Immortal 20651; is not a flesh and blood, the hardness of the body is no longer in the presence of ordinary large multipliers, but under the immense tightness of the golden tongue, it seems as if it can be scattered at any time.

But when Fake Immortal heard the words of Yuan Night Saint Joe, instead of showing fear and anger, the corner of his mouth slipped and revealed a strange and sarcastic expression.

(I'm so sorry, because today's annual meeting ends late, this chapter is a little late! During the annual session, you may have to pause for another three days or so!) (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.)