A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The next moment, the loud sound in the green light group, repeatedly the blue Qi differentiated from the light group, and the flash turned into a giant tree.

These giant woods are five or six lengths long, with a slight glow on the surface, surprisingly heavy, as hard as steel, and burst down from the sky with an astonishing whistle as soon as it appears in the air.

At first sight, Han Li below saw the scene, the divine color remained the same, but with a single hand pinch, the sound of the sky's pointy noise was loud, countless green swords appeared, after a slight tremor, the "loud” breaking noise was loud!

All swordlight is illusioned into a root filament, interwoven into a giant net.

When a crystalline green silk flashed, the giant trees blew like paper scraps.

Leaving the giant trees in constant succession and continuity, the green sword net can not be cut one step further.

With the passing of time, the sword net swept backwards step by step in the direction of the giant tree falling.

But the more the blue cloud expands in the sky, the bigger the tree falls, and the bigger the gate, more than a dozen lengths long, falls into the wild shadows.

But Swordnet is Han Li's 72-bottomed Bamboo Cloud Swords!

By that time, almost every flying sword is equivalent to the rank of Lingbao. It can be described as sharp and unparalleled. Even though the fall of the giant trees is much harsher than before, it still cannot bear all the power of the sword silk.

After a series of huge noises, the sword net did not go directly into the sky, suddenly in one piece after another, it was rediscovered into seventy-two green rainbows, and flashed wildly, and the holes penetrated the nearby green light group, turning into a clustered sword screen a stir.

Suddenly all the clouds burst apart, and after a circle at high altitude, it lashed back down and flashed back into the void and disappeared.

Han Li floated in a purple golden halo, gazing at the height without blinking.

A moment later, after the scattered light under the clouds slipped and spun, Fantasia City turned blue, and suddenly regrouped into a blue group.

At this time, the luminous mass, more than twice the size of the original, hidden from the sound of the flowing water of delight, a waterfall-like torrent burst down from it, as if hundreds of white dragons had plunged down, and as if the Nine Heavens Milky Way had spilled backwards.

Han Li Shenzhen slightly moved, without saying a word first pinch.

Suddenly three heads and six arms of Sanskrit Phase, three heads suddenly a large mouth, gushing into the sky.

Rolling silver flames erupt, one flashing, and the sea of fire turns into a roll of air currents.

The water melted, a white air spread, yet another illusion in the misty sea.

I saw the fog in the fog sea, I couldn't see a finger, I couldn't see anything at all, I could only hear the "la-la” inside constantly, the fog spread rapidly in all directions.

Han Li saw this, his eyes flashed a bright glint, the magic trick suddenly pushed, the silver flame sprayed by Thousand Sanskrit Pharaohs multiplied.

The rolling silver flame stirred, fainting into several flames, under the claws of fangs and dancing, and poured into the fog sea.

Next moment, thunderous muffled thunder loud!

A silver flower the size of a loft successively emerged in the fog sea, flashed several times and burst open, rolling silver flames swelled under, actually tearing the fog sea apart.

However, after a few breathing rooms, most of the fog disappeared into the winding of the silver flame, finally revealing its original cover.

Silver flames raging in several flames not only withstood the air currents, but rolled away the blue light group at the reverse source of the rolling flash.

With the terrible power of the silver flame, the blue light group will collapse and disappear as soon as it comes into contact.

But at this point, the high-altitude light bulb suddenly appeared on the surface of countless silver foxes, and then slipped away and wandered, and it became insanely volatile.

Thunderbolt loud!

Each group of blue light groups suddenly shrank and slowly spit out a skull-sized water ball from it.

These water polo balloons look unusually clear but very sticky, with slight ripples on the surface forming a blue spiritual pattern along a path and a soft blue light.

As soon as these water polo sides fall, they burst into a low sound, while the blue light group itself burst into flames and self-destructed.

Han watched all of this and his face suddenly changed dramatically.

The next moment, rolling silver flames and a couple of flames roll together and submerge all these blue light spheres in the flames.

“Poop" sounds coming out!

Blu-ray flashed in the flame, and the ball slipped out of the middle hole without a scratch of silver flame.

“Thousand Rivers Heavy Water! ”

Han glanced at the cold light flashed, and after a low drink in his mouth, there was no further hesitation in his heart to urge the Sanskrit Pharaoh.

The silver flame in the mouth of the three heads and six arms stopped flashing. Six arms simultaneously shook fists and swung down, bursting loudly!

The dense and numb fist shadow reappeared and lasered out to high altitude.

Loud "Boom Lung Lung” sound!

The blue water polo surface was suddenly magnified by golden light, and almost every single one was attacked by dozens of punches simultaneously.

But after the golden light flashed, all these water polo balloons withstood safely, and if nothing else continued to fall,

Han Li was shocked!

Instead, the six arms of the Sanskrit Pharaoh moved, and the six fists were amplified by golden light. In an instant, they were disillusioned as solid beings and rushed off into the water polo with a blurry, direct madness.

The sound of the heavens and the earth shook up in the sky!

Numerous rounds of golden pride emerged in the air, and the fierce fluctuations of the array emerged directly in the roar, turning into a roll of stock wind and scattering.

When the wind broke out, the water polo was all gone!

The lower body of the Sanskrit still stands tall, but the feet fall into the ground more than a dozen lengths deep, the six arms are cut off most of the time, disappear with the water polo.

Han Li sees this, and he hearts it!

With the power of the Sanskrit Demon Face, it turns out that it has become so wretched, and you can see the horrible water of the Thousand Rivers.

The next moment, Han Li single-handedly pinched, the golden light on the sanctimonious law circled, and the six arms recovered as they had been before.

But at that time, a giant magnificent magnificent magnificent ray of red and sunshine was regrouped in the sky!

Although it is only a lonely piece, it is large enough to cover almost the entire basin.

And after a noisy “quack” scream, countless bites of flaming white ravens gushed out of the huge luminous mass, wings spread, and turned into a fireball laser down.

These fireballs have not really fallen yet, a high temperature that seems to boil down the mouth of Seguchi, before landing over the basin.

Han Li's eyes slightly narrowed, his body still a little, but instead, the Sanskrit law sprayed open its mouth again, and it also sprayed a rolling silver flame.

This time, however, as soon as the silver flame side disengages from the huge mouth of the law, the crystalline light becomes incredibly cold.

Instead, the Sanskrit law reverses the power of spiritual flames and transforms them directly into extreme cold flames.

The next moment, two flames of silver and silver instantly hit each other, the two properties of the opposite energy, burst out between them.

After the sky flashed, it centred on a straight line, instantly turned into a double ice flame and remained frozen at high altitude for a while.

Suddenly, Han Li burst out of the mouth, one finger into the void a little bit later, the dense and numb sword light reappeared, and after flashing, suddenly merged into one, to grow a huge blue blade more than a dozen long bites.

Then he read words in his mouth, and the tricks in his hand fluctuated rapidly.

And the blue giant blade flowed down the crystal light, the wind swelled, and instantly it was more than ten times huge, and it turned into a fantasy of nearly a thousand long giant blades in the sky.

At the same time, the colors of the three faces of the Sanskrit Pharaoh flashed. Once the two hands were salvaged, they grabbed the giant blade and swung it, slashing it in the air.

With a glimmer of blue light that broke through the sky, the giant blade of the sky passed strangely from the confluence of the flames and the flames of the sea, and cut over a giant light sphere.

A few flashes of red light bulb instantly silently half a minute, lava-like red flame erupted, yet another burst of rolling flame opened.

After a blast of fire below, it vanished into the void.

However, when Sanskrit Fa Xiang retrieved the giant blade of Optimus Heaven and took action in the future and beyond, the rolling flame at high altitude was just a rolling down, turned into yellow dust fog, and rolled wildly in all directions.

In an instant, the whole sky turned into a dull color, and after a "misty choke” sound in the dust, a creepy soldier's air leaked out.

Han Li frowned below!

Without saying anything, the giant blade in his hand will swing again, and the yellow mist sea will be slashed.

Once again, the glittering light broke through the sky and cut the whole fog sea out of the middle, but the next moment, the fog rolled down into the middle on both sides, if nothing happened, the fog sea would be restored as it had been.

Seventy-two Green Bamboo Cloud Swords have transformed more than a thousand giant blades and the horrible divine power of the Sanskrit Golden Body, without any effect on them!

And after the Misty Sea was attacked, there was a hidden sound of gold drums inside.

Then the yellow mist rolled down, and there appeared a team of muddy guards of ash servants, or they rode the birds away, or they held the blade of the forest and looked at it with a glance, as if a million male soldiers were hiding in it.

Han Li couldn't help suck in a breath of cold air, his heart flew fast, and in the future and when he figured out what to do, the fog in the air suddenly rolled a roll, and the fierce momentum caught countless guards down.

Han Li's face sank!

The giant blade in the hand swept away again in the air.

As a result, the blue blade flashed past, all the guards instantly split to ash, but when the green light squared away, the fog rolled under, and the same number of guards appeared silently in the fog sea again, still waving the blade down.

Han Li saw this, his pupils contracted slightly!

(Sorry, something went wrong in the second half of this chapter, so I'm a lot late for the update, and I hope you'll appreciate it!) (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.)