A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Rest assured, I am all set and the Millions of Ghosts have infiltrated their positions. Unfortunately, the other party is also in the kind of main interface that cannot be transformed, otherwise we can directly violate the other party's interface through the other party's entry. It's good to be able to solve things in the Battle of the Strong. After all, apart from this small world, there is no great conflict of interest between the other side and us.” The last shadow of a short body echoed like a baby's pointy voice.

“Our search for the living souls of the captives reveals that they appear to be in a small, completely enclosed interfacial group that has long lost contact with the fairy world. Had it not been for a shock, which coincidentally connected the two main interfaces, we would not have been able to reach each other at all. Therefore, the cultivation system of the other party should not have changed much since ancient times, and there are still some magic tricks that are now rare in other interface groups, which is one of the reasons why Boss Zhuoxiong sent all five of us out in a single breath. We hope, on the one hand, that we will be able to dominate the small world and, on the other hand, that the five of us will learn something from these wars, which are different from those of our former enemies. Do you not realize that all five of us, out of ten, have been trapped in bottlenecks for many years and have never been able to improve?” The shadows of the voices were shadowy, and he said without panic.

“That's true. Boss Hung is very conscious. Hey, ancient training systems, that's really rare. I hope they won't disappoint me.” The tall black shadow said, his eyes lit up.

“Well, since we don't have any other problems, let's talk about it today, all go back and get some rest, start sending people and each other tomorrow, and start putting the agreed ban in the duel.” Shadowy voices and shadows made the final decision.

Other dark shadows nodded naturally.

So in the morning of the next day, at the five mountains at the demarcation line, there appeared a number of Koshi and a number of dark-gassed ghosts, each occupying a place to begin to busy.

After a full half-day period, the two formations of the Master were arranged separately, and there was an immediate and tacit exchange of positions, checking each other out.

A few more hours later, the matrix magicians all withdrew from the mountain peaks, but each left behind some guards who remained vigilant.

Another day later, when Han Li walked out of the lounge and came to the hall of the Temporary Fortress, he finally saw the top strong man known in the Bloody Heaven, a seemingly ordinary middle-aged man, wearing a grey robe, with a crystalline bloodbelt on his head, and a few short stitches left behind.

But when Han's gaze swept away from him, he could clearly sense the horrible and bloody atmosphere hidden in the other person's body, and he couldn't help but feel himself.

Han Li and the future and what he said to the emerging strong man, walked out of the hall with Bishadow and flew directly into an “island” at high altitude.

The next moment, this giant magic machine carries a couple of people flying forward.

Soon after, the island reached a height just over 10 miles from the five peaks and stopped again for a meal.

Han Li et al. then swung in shape, appeared directly on the island and looked silently across the street.

In the black gas on the other side of the demarcation line, not far away, the rumbling sounded, a giant white bone mountain flew out of it, a few flashing, and also stopped to pull down near the mountain peak.

“Pfft," a black gas emerged from the top of the mountain, and there were about a few shadows of different heights and shadows flashing in it.

Bishadow's pupils shrunk, looked up at the sky, and his face stood shady in place without a word.

Han Li et al. naturally kept measuring the black gas across the street, but every one of them was completely different.

Waiting for a meal, a round of white pride in the sky, suddenly dimmed three minutes later.

Krauts and ghosts who had stayed near the mountain were quickly evacuated to their own side when they broke apart as promised.

Bee Ying saw this situation, and then she punched the others and said:

“Fellow Daoists, the time has come. Whether this battle is won or lost, the promised reward will never be less than half. ”

“With Brother Bi, that's fine.” The bloodshed smiled faintly, his shoulders shook, and he took the lead in turning into a rainbow that lashed towards a mountain peak.

“Ray, you're ready for something you want. ”

“Don't worry, Brother Ray, we've already found something, just wait for Daoyou to get it. ”

After hearing Bishang's personal commitment, Lei Jianjia Dahan also laughed loudly, his feet roared together, and a thunder cloud emerged out of thin air, fluttering his figure.

Wen Xinfeng's daughter flashed, throwing out the little beast in her hand and turning it into a silver mink with wings on her back.

This beast's wings only slightly moved, turned into a silver light laser, suddenly a large circle, and then put Wen Xinfeng on his body, it really rushed away to laser.

Han Li smiled slightly, then Xiao Bishan flushed his fist next to him and took a giant step forward.

After seeing him in a trance, he suddenly disappeared in his place, but the next moment he appeared more than a hundred husbands away, and after a few more steps, he went directly over the second peak on the left.

When Bishadow saw all the others depart, he intentionally and unintentionally left the middle giant peak to himself, then some self-derision hey hey chuckled, two sleeves and a drum forward and backwards, as if a giant bird flew straight over there.

Almost simultaneously with the action of the five men on Han Li's side, after a noise from the black gas on the opposite island, the five peaks rolled in groups.

As Han Li's feet stepped on the ground at the top of the mountain, a black gas burst down from high altitude in a whistle.

loud bang.

The whole mountain trembled slightly, and an unusually tall shadow appeared across the street in a giant pit in a black gas roll.

Han Li's eyes narrowed and measured each other up and down, resulting in a slight movement in his heart.

Seeing this tall black shadow, it was like being covered by a shadowy black screen. Except for some blurry appearance, it was impossible to see each other's true face.

It can only be roughly seen that the black shadow head has a huge pair of extreme bends, all limbs are more amputated than ordinary people, red eyes are filled with infinite brutality, when touched, it gives people a sense of terror directly facing the savage giant beast.

“Boy, you have chosen me as your opponent. You have chosen the right one. In a moment, this king will surely let you die without pain.” The tall black shadow stared at Han Li with a murderous eye. After a moment, he shook his hands and smiled.

“King Murderer! I would look forward to it if it were as big as it sounds.” Han Li played a hawk and looked indifferent.

At this time, the whole mountain was suddenly buzzing around, then hundreds of light columns split into two laps while rushing from the stone soil. After a wave of blur, it turned into two layers of immense five-color light screen, covering the entire mountain.

Han glanced around and swept away, discovering that the mindfulness was immediately rebounded upon contact with the light screen. Everything outside was cut off directly. It was impossible to observe any movement in the adjacent hills.

It would also appear that the two prohibitions have the effect of allowing the parties to focus on their own combat in order to prevent interference from the outset by other regiments.

As Han Lixing thought so, the tall black shadow across the street looked up at the high-altitude light screen and suddenly shouted.

Suddenly a huge aura emerged from it, essentially turning into a black hurricane rushing to the sky.

But when the hurricane burst out of the middle, the shadow of the tall shadow finally revealed itself.

Hercules is a giant ghost with two heights and a cow-headed human body.

This ghost is gray in skin, wearing a black coat, oddly shaped, with innumerable inches of long spikes on it, single-handedly carrying a bloody red wolf tooth stick made of unknown material, and a yellow brilliant copper ring embedded on his nose to stare at Han Li.

“Interesting, it was purified after taking away the body of the vicious beast, so your vicious king should be very confident in this flesh.” Han Li looked at each other and smiled softly.

“If you have confidence, experience it yourself and you'll know one or two.” As soon as King Murderer laughed, he suddenly threw a round of blood red weapons in his hand, lightning struck across the void several times in a row.

The loud rumbling erupted over Han Li.

When they fluctuate again, the illusion of a wolf's teeth as large as a few truncated lofts emerges empty-handed and falls at the same time.

It hasn't really fallen yet, and the tremendous power that these wolf tooth sticks carry is like a windy roll down first.

Han Li's head didn't lift a second, but after one arm blurred, a golden brilliant fist burst out of his sleeve and seemed to swing his hand casually. Immediately, a golden boxing shadow swept up in the sky and hit the huge force at high altitude.

A loud noise shocked the heavens and earth.

After the interweaving of white air waves and golden rays of light, several truncated wolf tooth rod shadows and golden boxing shadows simultaneously flashed and collapsed.

“Eh, your physical strength is not weak.” There was also a hint of disdain in the eyes of the king of pussies, whose pupils stifled slightly.

Though his assault just now did not use any real strength or two, it is clear that the punch did not use much magic either, as the opponent understated.

This surprised the vicious king, who has always been known for his viciousness in the underworld.

However, Han Li across the street did not wait for the other party to think more. One hand was just a hollow grasp, a flash of green light, a bite of green sword emerged out of the sky. After shaking his wrist, he instantly “chirped” loudly, and countless pieces of blue silk erupted from his standing, and lasered across the sky. (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.)