A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Only the hall is 30 to 40 feet tall, vast, and more than a thousand acres.

But it should have been flat blue stone ground, at this moment there are pit depressions, filled with the wreckage of flying knife sword and other instruments, there are also some burning lightning strike scorch paste marks, there is a huge beast bone at the center, the crystal clear like jade, the appearance of alligator non-alligator, look like a non-alligator.

It seems as if someone has fought this monster war here, but from the time these marks remain, it was quite a long time ago.

Han Li was somewhat surprised to gauge the beast bone for a few eyes, leaving a hint of breath on his body, and judging directly that there should be a synthetic make-up before birth.

An amalgamated beast in the district still leaves such intense traces of war, it can be seen that there will never be a great multiplier among those who break into the area, but repairing it will never be, too weak.

And from the remnants of the manipulative treasures left on the ground, there can never be only one man of intense war, and there should be as many as four or five.

After a moment, Han Li suddenly turned his eyes and landed on a row of wooden shelves at the corner of the hall.

This wooden frame is about two or three lengths long, all black, with two rows of silver pallets of a dozen different sizes, but the inside is empty, it seems that everything inside has already been removed.

Seeing here, Han Li no longer hesitated, and walked straight to the exit at the other end of the hall.

Same blue channel, keep climbing around.

This time, however, Han walked out of the aisle after taking a meal.

In front of us, there was a space a few times bigger than the previous hall.

There are a few pale white clouds floating on it, with white fine sand on the ground.

At the centre of this space stands a temple-like triangular building.

Han Li glanced at the building, flipped it with one hand, and the crystalline vial appeared.

After a glance, when it was discovered that the vial had no particular reaction, the brow slightly wrinkled and walked towards the temple gate, which had been opened to the outside world.

……

The Witch Spirit Trinity has stood in front of a sea of black mist that cannot be seen at a glance.

The fog rolls like a living creature, blowing from time to time a strange cold shadow, accompanied by a creepy whistling sound.

The colour of the three is extremely tired, the breath is a little weaker than the previous outbreak, and the three giant bugs under the original itself are no longer flying, but looking at the fog sea, all eyes are flashing with excitement,

This is naturally due to a bloody building set up in front of the Misty Sea.

The building is a hundred feet tall with countless bloody symbols inscribed on it, but at the top there are two big silver ancient texts, and the word "blood prison” is written.

“This is a blood prison, not quite what I imagined.” After watching the fog sea for a while, the old man suddenly mumbled.

“Probably the eye of a handicap. Let me try to get rid of it!” The old man next to him, his eyes flashed back.

Then he saw his sleeve tremble and flew out of it a green wooden plaque with a black ghost in it, single-handedly pinched, one finger blanking it a little.

“Pfft” sound!

The green wooden plaque rose against the wind. It instantly turned into the size of a door. At the same time, the five blue symbols appeared on the surface. At the same time, the ghosts on it opened their eyes and opened their mouths slowly.

a rumbling sound!

A green light column erupted in the mouth of the ghost, then slipped around and turned into a huge blue column, flashing into the fog near the sea

At the next moment, there was a loud rumble in the black fog sea. In the blue wind, the nearby fog was swept away, forming a clear passage.

The Witch Spirit Three Saints looked closely at the past, and everyone's face changed.

In the path of sight, it is a huge lake formed by thick, bloody water, and there are countless white maggot-sized insects climbing up and down the surface to make people see the body get cold.

“This is the original face of Blood Prison. It's not an illusion, is it?” Old man Yu's eyes were a little straight, and his subconscious remarks.

“Humph, under my green wind, what visions can remain the same.” The old man Wu snorted, and suddenly a mouth burst out, and several groups of fine energy did not enter the green wooden medal.

Light winds gushing out of the ghost mouth were more than ten times stronger than before, and a truncated wind kept rolling.

However, a cup of tea took a long time, and the vast sea of mist was swept away by the wind, revealing most of the situation on the lake.

The three old men caught fire, and they all rejoiced.

On Blood Lake, in addition to the dense and numb maggots, more than a dozen black iron cages of various sizes emerged.

These tiny iron cages are tall enough to be huge enough to cover the surface of some unknown pale gold symbols, but the inward-facing cages are filled with countless sharp blood-red spikes, which look unusual.

Most of these iron cages are wide open, and only a handful of them are seamlessly integrated, but each has a skeleton wreck with different postures.

Although these bones have existed for unknown years, and the skeletal morphology is mostly different, the residual silk smell on them still makes the three saints of the Witch Spirit feel a great sense of heartbeat.

“These are the great enemies that were suppressed by Tian Ding's real people in that year. They all look remarkable. But which one is Lord Sky Witch's bone, this needs to be carefully identified. ”

The last old man, staring at the skeletons, said with his eyes open.

“It is good to say that since Lord Tian Wu practiced the Gong of Enlightenment, even if the meteor fell, the bones must be different from others. We just have to be a little closer, and naturally we can recognize it easily.” The old man Wu said softly.

“The other corpses are also big people, there must be treasures in them, I can't wait to let go.” The old man also showed a glimmer of greed and eagerness.

“This is natural. But I waited mainly for Lord Sky Witch, just in case, to get his mortar first.” Wu finally made the decision, said the old man.

When the other two heard the reason, they stopped arguing. When they lifted their hands and released several items of treasure to cover their entire bodies, they went straight to the nearest black iron cage.

This bloody lake is so weird, the three of us naturally dare not take it carelessly.

But it was unexpected by the third life of the Witch Spirit. Until it flew to the iron cage, the blood sea remained calm and abnormal, and it did not appear at all.

The three were surprised and naturally overjoyed.

However, after each of them had carefully identified the delicate bone scent of the cage, which was significantly smaller than that of the normal person, they all shook their heads with a glance and immediately flew off to another iron cage filled with bones.

When they were not able to distinguish between the two, the three immediately and unconsciously flew to the centre of the entire Blood Lake.

There's a fourth iron cage with skeletons.

Unlike the first three, however, this iron cage is almost the largest on the Blood Lake, five or six hundred feet tall, and besides the dense numbness stabbing inward, there is a chain of unknown blood red chains on the bones, and a lap of unknown windings.

The blood chain itself appears to be very old, not only with rusty surfaces, but also with visible cracks in silk in some places, as if the skeleton itself had struggled so desperately in its lifetime.

The skeleton in the giant iron cage, half human and half horse, a single skeleton all crystal green, and a hint of golden light can be seen in it.

For example, except for the upper part of the skeleton, which is huge, the rest of the population is usually the same as ordinary people, and the lower half is nearly a hundred lengths long. The four remaining giant hooves are the only places on the entire skeleton that have some dry, light silver fur.

“No mistake, it must be the true Heavenly Witch's predecessor.” The old man with the rest of his surname was surprised when he sensed only a hint of terror emanating from it.

“It is indeed the smell of witchcraft that can remain so powerful after so many years. He's an old witch!” The last elderly man was excited to say the same sensation when his eyes were closed.

“But where is Lord Heavenly Witch's mortar?” After watching for a while, the old man Wu frowned and said.

This reminded two other elderly people that nothing suspicious seemed to have been seen in the entire iron cage except this giant skeleton.

“What's that?” After the three men weighed for a moment, Yu Old Man's eyes lit up and suddenly lit up somewhere on the giant skeleton.

The other two people were busy staring at each other, which revealed that in a cross beam-like huge rib, there was a little black shadow embedded in it, and then carefully identified it, it seemed to be a jade card, and it also seemed to be a jade simple.

“Well, since this is where Lord Sky Witch is undoubtedly falling, let's do it and open this cage quickly.” The old man Yu said without hesitation.

Naturally, the other two will not have any objections.

As soon as the three of us rolled in the glow, several items of protective treasure suddenly turned into rolling fluctuations headed for the iron cage somewhere and hit it hard.

After the loud noise of “Boom”, a golden light flashed somewhere in the black iron cage, bursting light burst, the whole iron cage swayed for a few moments, and the light returned to calm.

After a glance at the old man, Wu's face suddenly looked a little ugly.

The entire surface of the iron cage did not leave a trace.

“I'll try again!” The old man with the last name Yu's eyes flashed bright colors, said a sentence in his mouth, then grabbed it empty-handed, and suddenly there was a bloody short sword in the palm of his hand, with countless strange spiritual bug patterns inscribed on the surface, and a white jade thumb crystal embedded in the handle of the sword.

The old man held a sword with one hand, the blood flashed, actually chopped off several fingers of the other palm, and then read words in his mouth to flush his void a little.

Suddenly, these broken fingers sneaked in, all burrowing into a few bloody fogs. (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.)