A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Both Han Li came to the Battle of the Strong at Bishan's invitation. Although there are some strange reasons why they responded so simply to this request, there is naturally no objection, and he immediately stood aside.

The two groups of green flames in the opposite Buddha's Bone King flashed a few times after looking at Han Li and the others, the same silence.

As soon as he heard Bishadow promise to do this, he showed a smile on his face and again lowered his head to study the chess game in front of him. After a while, he played on the board.

Bee Shadow saw each other's hand, his face stifled, and his head looked down at the chess game and pondered.

Han Li saw the situation and looked to the board with some interest.

As a result, he looked at it carefully and shook his head with horror.

Though his chess power is normal, he can see at first glance the complexity of the chess game is absolutely astonishing, and he is not able to guess at all.

Bishadow and this revolver are the only two people in their lives.

No wonder we're both so confident that we're going to use this chess to decide such an important victory or failure.

Han Li thought of it here and couldn't help but look at Wen Xinfeng next door.

Only this woman looked at the board with the same glare, but Dai frowned slightly.

This woman also seems to have a different chess power...

Han Lixin couldn't help laughing.

As such, Bea and Shadow thought about each step at the stone table for a long time before coming down.

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

A loud rumbling noise suddenly came from the distance on one side, and the two layers of light on the far right mountain collapsed and disappeared. From there, two people flew out and lasered at the middle peak where Han Li and others were located.

“I can't believe Rado lost.” Wen Xinfeng glanced at the person who had come flying in front of him, and Yurong couldn't help but slightly change.

Han Li's eyes swept.

Only the person in front of him was wearing a brilliant silver coat of armor, which had become a hundred holes of sores, and half of his body was blurred with flesh and blood, as well as several strange heads of pitch-black ink. He bit dead on the bare flesh, and his face was even more pale and unusual.

The man who followed him closely was an exceptionally beautiful and delicate girl.

Sixteen or seven years old, dressed in a purple sauvignon, but embraced by hundreds of strange ghost clusters, the winds chased the whole way.

After a few flashes, the two arrived over the mountain where Han Li and others were located. At first sight, the situation of Bishang and others below was also flash.

But the silver armor man immediately reacted without a drop, but the delicate girl blinked, without any hesitation.

The ghosts clustering this woman disappeared without a trace after a moment of blur.

“Brother Ray, is it all right?” Bishadow looked up at the Silver Armor man and asked slowly.

“Thanks to Brother Pi for caring, Ray is fine. It was just the first war, I'm afraid I let Brother Bea down. This goddess is so weird, I have tried my best, but it is still slightly inferior to each other and I had to break the light to escape.” The Silver Armor man said with a slight smile.

“Nothing. Han Daoyou and Fairy Man have already won two rounds. The Ten Kings of Yin Shi had the highest and lowest score, and I didn't want to win all five games. Ray, it's important to heal the wounds first!” Bishadow said mildly, seemingly not concerned about the loss of Silver Armor men.

“What, Han Daoyou and Fairy Man have beaten their opponents. This is truly a pleasure to be surprised at. In that case, Mr. Lei will be relieved. I'll get back to you first.” Silver Armor looked at Han Li and Wen Xinfeng with amazement and stopped saying anything to sit on the nearby disc knee.

A moment later, his body was enlarged with silver light, a silver arc wrapped around him, and instantly completely submerged his figure.

The middle-aged man on the other side also seemed to have spoken two sentences to the delicate girl, and after understanding the approximate course of the previous World War I, a smile on his face was stronger by two points.

“King of the Wheels, now you've taken a round. But, as stated earlier, the two of them must also remain on the summit and must no longer interfere in the final battle.” Bee Shadow glanced at the young girl and said.

“Don't worry, it's a natural thing. By the way, I forgot to tell Taoist. The last mountain to participate in the battle was the Seven Kings. In fact, the strength of our ten kings is enough to rank among the top three, and the divine mastermind is unusual. Even if I asked myself, it would be much worse. If his opponent is invincible, I'm afraid he won't just fail such a simple thing, maybe even lose his life together.” The middle-aged man suddenly laughed.

“The Seven Kings really have such mastery. Beatrice doesn't really believe it. Blood brave Daoyou is also a powerful presence in our world can rank in the top ten, it may be that Daoyou's companion was killed instead.” The beauty of the shadow changed slightly, but soon recovered as usual.

“Well, let's wait and see.” The king of the wheel heard the rumor, laughed.

So they continued to watch the board up.

Time flies!

This time, first class is one day and one night, for a long time, even Han Li can't help but mutter a little.

But make him more speechless.

After playing this game for so long, Bea Shadow and the King of the Wheels have yet to show any sign of ending.

Now almost every next step for both of them takes several times more time than before.

At a time when Han Li thought the situation was still going on for more than half a day, he was holding a chess piece in his hand and was about to put it on the board. Suddenly, he changed his mind and suddenly looked up towards the last mountain peak.

Han Lixin moved in his heart, and his divine thoughts swept towards him as well.

The light on the last mountain peak flashed out and slowly flew out of it a half-man and a half scorpion monster.

The monster looks like a grown man in the first half, and a giant scorpion body in black and red in the second half, holding a strange sword with a lap of black waves in one hand and a dry head several times smaller than normal people in the other.

The skull closed its eyes and had an incredible look on its face, as if it could not believe that it would die before it was cut off.

Although his skull became as thin as a mummy, Han Li could see at first glance that his face was a ‘bloodshed’ he had previously set out with them.

The famous strong man of the Bloody Heavenly Continent was actually killed in a one-on-one duel with the Ghost King.

Not only did Han Li and Bea Shadow see all this, but Wen Xinfeng and Silver Armor men naturally also saw the head in the monster's hands, and their faces became unusually hard to see.

After a few flashes, the monster appeared over their mountain without expression, but was suspended in the air in one piece, without meaning to descend.

“Hey, it looks like the Seven Kings have won, and your companions have been able to hold out in their hands for such a long time before being slaughtered. It is also true that the Great Divine Master is the next generation.” The middle-aged man saw the scene, and hey, hey, smiled.

“Nor did I expect Blood Shadow to truly fail. But the winner of this battle of the strong does not seem to be you.” After a moment of silence, Bishang spoke with no expression.

“Not bad, even if the Seven Kings win, there is no need to continue this game down here. This battle of the strong is indeed a slight downwind of our two wins and three losses in the underworld.” The middle-aged man pushed the chessboard behind him and admitted to losing frankly.

“That is in accordance with our previous agreement…”

Bishadow's eyes narrowed.

“We take only 40% of the resources of this small world, and the rest is yours. But if Taoist is not happy with the outcome, we can go back to war until one side is completely pressed against the other to determine the true belonging of this small world.” The king of the wheel smiled softly.

“This is not necessary. The Alliance is already satisfied with the availability of 60% of the world's resources. But as a result, a blood brawler was killed, and it seemed to be a bit of a big mistake.” Bishadow glanced for a few moments, faintly echoing.

“Fixed to the point where I waited, there was no one or two means to save my life. Since the two of them have come to participate in this battle of the strong, naturally they are prepared in advance. Whether or not it really falls is a matter of two words.” The middle-aged man said that he had no concern for the fall of the King of Murders.

“I hope so. However, it is also regrettable that Daoyou and I have not been able to engage in any real consultation, and I hope that there will be another opportunity in the future.” Bishadow nodded with a faint look on his face.

“Well, this king would rather have a day with this Han Daoyou. Tsk, it can directly kill the King of Murder, so that he doesn't even have a chance to escape. I'm afraid this Han Daoyou Shentong is no longer under seven tips.” The middle-aged man heard the story, but turned his head and looked deeply at Han Li.

“I was lucky enough to get it, and I couldn't afford to be so praised by Daoists.” Han Li punched a haha and understated it.

“Now that the victory and defeat have been divided, the few of us have gone one step ahead and will immediately arrange to give way to the corresponding areas of the small world.” Instead of saying anything else, the King stood up and said goodbye.

Bishadow and others naturally won't retain anything from each other. They immediately witnessed the four pussy ghost kings fly off the mountain peak and fly towards "White Bone Mountain” not far away.

“Boom," the distant bones flashed as the four ghost kings flashed in, and the black gas rolled further away into the ghost domain.

“It seems these ghost kings really intend to keep their covenant and have no intention of regretting it. So well, some of the backhand that Bi is preparing doesn't need to be started. This battle has already damaged the Blood Movie Daoist, if there are any other Daoists, this battle of the strong will really be a bit of a loss.” Bishadow stood up after a long sigh.

“Brother Bee, did the Blood Shadow Man really fall off? Even if it is not hostile, self-preservation should be more than enough. I've heard such a rumor before, and Blood Brawler seems to have cultivated a terrible incarnation, not only the appearance and body are generally the same, but also the strength is almost the same.” Wen Xinfeng suddenly revealed a strange and divine question. (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.)