A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

As soon as Wen Xinfeng asked, Bishadow's face flashed slightly unexpectedly, but he just muttered and sighed back:

“Wen Fairy is not wrong, it is not the body of Blood Brawler, but only the incarnation it has refined. I also received the news not long before entering the world. Blood Brawler encountered some accidents during his previous adventures. Although he was safe, his energy was badly damaged, which sent him the incarnation of the body with no weakness. This incarnation is a long-standing sacrifice of Blood Shadow Friends. Now it has fallen in the battle of the strong. I don't know how to explain it to this old friend when my husband returns. ”

“It's just that the incarnation was destroyed, thousands of times stronger than the downfall of Blood Brawler. I believe that if we go back and make more compensation to Brother Blood Shah, we should be able to calm him down.” The Silver Armor man stood up and said a silver arc.

At this moment, he looks much better than before.

“I hope so. Brother Ray, are you sure you're okay? I need your help.” Bishadow shook his head and looked at the black ghosts who were still bitten to death on the shoulder of the silvernail man, but asked with some concern.

“It's okay, these demons can't be removed right now, but when I get back, it'll take a little more time and I'll be able to refine them with my own real fire. However, this World War I actually damaged a few of the treasures that were meant to save lives.” Silver Armor men laughed bitterly.

“Rado, what kind of genius does your opponent use to push you to such a point?” Han Li finally asked curiosity.

“The woman's other divinity is nothing but a mystery that can drive ghosts, but it's really a headache. Not only are these shadows invisible, but they can be placed directly on this woman so that her body is instantly virtualized without any harm at all. With all my secretive skills, I can't break this magic talent, so I can't help but admit I lost and escaped.” The Silver Armor man said with great reluctance.

“Ghost, it seems that this so-called underworld work is truly unique. For the first time, Brother Lei is faced with this strange magic, even if he fails, it is justifiable.” Wen Xinfeng soothed.

The Silver Armored Man shook his head and said nothing more.

“Win or lose, we don't have to stay here anymore, so get back to your positions. All you have to do is wait a few days and see if these ghosts are really doing as promised. I'll wait and go. ”

Bishadow greeted everyone. When the chessboard was about to be collected, he took the lead in emptying back.

Others naturally follow the flying.

……

A month later, a very hidden lake, seemingly calm as a mirror green lake, from which a black giant boat lasered out, flashed a few times, appeared at the end of the sky, and after another blur, disappeared without a trace.

On the Black Boat, a heavily armed tall puppet patrolled back and forth on both sides of the boat.

In the depths of the giant boat, in a confined chamber in the lower layers, Han Lipan sits on a futon, holding a light silver jade Jane in his hand, silent.

Shortly after the Battle of the Strong, he returned with him to the Hidden Scriptures Palace, where the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce was located, and Bishadow finally handed over a fairy secretary to him as promised.

The fairy realm mystery, called "Yuanzhu”, was finally selected after he heard about it.

In contrast to several other offensive fairy secrets, Han Li asked himself that the Sanskrit and Xuantian Spirit Sword were in the hand, not lacking the means of attack. However, the yuan shield sounded simple in name, but was in fact a special law to manipulate the natural gas of heaven and earth to form defense.

Though I don't know what its power is, since it is the secret of the Immortal World, there must be something unique about it.

The only trouble is... Han Li's eyes flashed, and he put the jade in his hand, one finger pounding it a little.

Suddenly, Jade Jane buzzed, and a golden text came out of it, quickly turning, forming a dense and numb scripture in the void in front of him.

These golden texts are hidden and volatile in flash, as if they are a few points of spirituality, and are, of course, unique to the Immortal Realm.

Han Li glanced slightly. After reading the scripture, he shook his head with a frown.

Though he knows most of these golden texts, they are unusually obscure and difficult to understand. It is expected that they should be thoroughly understood and never be done in a short time.

Han Li thought so, fingers a little bit more jade Jane.

“Pfft," the golden scripture in the sky dissipated in a vague void.

Han Li thought about the fire and flipped it with one hand. Another red jade Jane appeared in his hand.

Touch this jade twice with your finger and it reveals a glimmer of joy on its face.

This Jade Jane is exactly what he got in Tian Ding Palace from Tian Ding Zhenzhen's treasure pot.

He wanted to reproduce only the recorded verdict, but instead gave it to him directly, thanks to Iceberg for his help.

Jade Jane similarly recorded a profound law resolution, but it was the secret to the power of lightning extraction that Tian Ding Zhenren obtained back then.

Han Li himself possesses the most powerful thunderbolts such as Evil Divine Thunder, and this method is definitely applicable to him.

Compared to Yuan Zheng's mastery of this fairy art, the enlightenment of this law is much simpler and much simpler.

Han Li put Jade Jane on his forehead and began to come out as quietly as before.

In the previous year or more, he had already learned the majority of this law, and it is estimated that it will take another six months to fully understand this law, so that he can start and refine the evil thunder.

Han Lixing thought of it like this, and his mind swept away to Jade Jane, while his eyes slowly closed, and began to enlighten him.

The Black Boat flew in a predetermined direction.

……

At the same time, in a large hall at the bottom of the Great Lake, Bishadow sat on a chair, his face full of silence thinking about what.

In front of it are four elders of a different trade union.

Wen Xinfeng was among them, and said slowly:

“So the bloodbone gate was quick this time, they actually locked the killer so quickly. ”

“Yes, I heard there were several large gates headed by a bloody bone gate, which assembled twelve large multipliers to arrange a great array of obsessed demons along the way in front of the demon, then managed to introduce them into the array and cut them off together. But for whatever purpose, they actually sent an invitation to my husband and invited me to watch this demonic battle. By the way, I heard you invited Mr. He of Sunset Valley and Mrs. Lingyun of Manjushan.” The beauty of the shadow remains unchanged, he said.

“Hmm, what else could it be for? Most of these bloodlines have always had a great deal of restraint towards us, most of them trying to show our strength to the Alliance in this war. Otherwise, if the elder has passed, why should he personally invite Brother Bi to come to this trip?” An old man in a green robe snorted.

“But anyway, the bloodline, such as the blood-bone gate, is still the biggest nominal force on the continent, and I can't wait to say no. Brother Wood, how did Sunset Valley and Manju Mountain handle this?” Wen Xinfeng frowned and asked.

“According to information now being investigated, both Mr. He and Mrs. Lingyun have promised to go and watch the war.” The old man in the green robe replied without thinking.

“Now that the two of you have promised, it is not easy for my husband to say no. Failure to do so can dramatically affect the Alliance's face. All right, arrange a transmission. I'll leave in a few days to check it out. I am also somewhat curious as to what means this blood-saving, myriad of creatures have at their disposal, dare to do the things that these gods share in anger.” Bishadow thought for a while and finally clapped the chair handle with one hand.

“Now that Brother Bi has made his decision, I can't stop waiting. But just in case, Brother Bee needs to be more careful.” Wen Xinfeng nodded his head and made a few serious remarks.

“Don't worry. For the battle of the strong, I had prepared several means of preserving my life, which were not used in previous wars, even if there was even more danger there, it was enough to escape.” Bishadow replied with a slight smile.

When I heard Bishadow say this, Wen Xinfeng and others were completely relieved.

Then, after discussing the utilization of the resources of the small world with the elders of the alliance, Bishang left the hall.

Only Bishadow sat quietly on the chair.

At this time, however, the old man smiled and disappeared, all converging. Instead, his face became gloomy and uncertain.

“Since the heavenly machines have broken, the catastrophe should not be far away. I thought it had something to do with the Ten Kings of the Pussy, but I had retreated from the Battle of the Strong. Whether the holocaust has not yet arrived, or because of previous caution, the holocaust has been rendered invisible. ”

Bishadow raised his head and looked at the void above, muttered to himself a few times, and fell back into silence.

……

Half a month later, Han Li appeared in a pile of rocks and watched as a group of puppets carefully cleaned up an old altar buried deep underground.

At the same time, Biyin, with several Alliance champions, has also appeared in a huge pool on the other side of Bloody Sky.

In a mountain range not far from the city, Six Wings and Ice Phoenix hide in the belly of a hill, sitting on two futons opposite each other in front of each other, restoring their vitality.

Every once in a while, the six wings take a vial out of their arms and instill an unknown drop of spiritual fluid into their mouths, then close their eyes and gently refine the medicine.

Both seem intact, but the colour of weariness on the face can be seen at a glance by anyone.

It is also no wonder that the expression of two people, whoever is chased for such a long time by a powerful enough not to be able to resist the great enemy at all, will become so overwhelming, both true and spiritual.

“Six-wing Taoist, how much longer do you think we can hold out like this?” Ice Phoenix suddenly asked a beautiful 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.)