Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

"It’s a late change, and I don’t know what will happen in a while. It’s better to take a chance to try it...”

Han Liluo was indulged and decided not to wait and immediately seized the white fireball.

He raised his hand and immediately there was a silver flame in the palm of his hand. It was the flamingo.

This little thing is connected with Han Lixin. Without words, he understands Han Li’s plan. When the silver flashes on his body, he turns into a silver flame and wraps Han’s whole body into it.

Han Li felt the flame coat on his body and looked up at his right arm.

At the moment, there is a layer of flame outside his right arm, but it is different from the silver flames in other places, but it is a colorful color. It is the power of the flames that all the colorful fire sands are concentrated. .

After Han Li was ready, his figure shook a little, and he rushed into the altar with his silver flames.

As soon as he entered the altar, the original red flame that seemed to have weakened the three-pointed power, suddenly surged at this moment, and only a few points stronger than that.

Han Li only felt an unbearable feeling of burning and burning, from all over the body, not to mention the flesh and blood of the body, that is, the bones and veins are like being directly placed on the fire and roasting.

At the same time, his knowledge of the sea seems to have also ignited the flames of the sky, so that his spirits are suffering. Between the two, Han Li only feels his nose, can seem to smell the raw meat is burnt odor.

He was busy with his mind, and he ran his temperament and the scorpio prisoner's power, and raised his own knowledge and flesh to the best state. Only then did he feel that the unbearable state of the moment faded a bit.

At this time, the flaming flamingo on his body also began to fully operate the magical powers, and rarely resisted the impulse to devour these flames, and instead turned the flames of some deadly flames to Han Li with the power of their own flames. .

Despite this, Han Li is not at ease at this moment.

The white fire beads and the golden flames are at the center of the altar. It is also the hottest place in the flame of the altar. Han Li is already burning on the edge of the flame, not to mention going deeper there.

I saw his brows wrinkled, his teeth clenched, his face full of painful look, and his sweat was evaporating out of his body, braving the white water vapor and making a burst of "squeaky" sound.

His figure was deeper, his arms were stretched straighter, and the five fingers were clawed toward the center of the white fireball.

Just then, there was a sudden wind in the gate of the palace, and a figure flashed in.

Han Li distracted and explored, and the brow could not help but wrinkle up. People are not others, it is Xiongshan.

"Xiongshan..." Han Li couldn't speak at the moment, so he had to talk in a voice.

"Han Daoyou don't mind, I just came to make a fun, look at it, I won't do anything stupid." Xiong Shan heard the words, busy waving his hand and explaining loudly.

"Just look at it, or if you said it before, don't do anything extra." Han Li was innocent at the moment, and after warning, he would not say more.

As long as Xiongshan dares to make any unusual moves, he is sure to kill him between two or three breaths.

Xiongshan did not speak, but stood honestly at the door of the temple, no further step forward.

The temperature of the red flame in the altar is extremely high. Although Han Li’s right arm has a colorful flame shelter, the power of burning still makes his brow wrinkle, and the roots of the forehead are violent.

When his palm gradually approached the white fireball, the center of the fireball suddenly flashed a white shadow, which looked like a pattern and a flame.

After it flashed, the white flame spurted on the white flame, and a white light curtain was formed around it, blocking Han's palm.

Han Li’s palm was pressed on the light curtain and immediately shrouded by a strange force. The flames of the two sides seemed to be mutually reinforcing and smashed, and they were caught in an embarrassing situation where they could not enter and retreat.

Just when he intends to use the true blood, forcing external force to push, to break through this layer of white flame light curtain, the difference is steep.

I saw the bear mountain standing at the entrance of the temple. Suddenly my face changed, raising my hand and slamming forward.

The sound of "嗖" is broken!

A silver token emerged from its hands and instantly flew outside the altar. The surface of the engraved plaque was bright, and numerous silver threads sprang from it. There were bursts of powerful space fluctuations.

Although Han Li noticed the change behind him, it was not easy to pull back at the moment. He had to force the fine flamingo to peel off from himself, and the body of the flesh resisted the flame of the altar and broke away from the white light curtain.

The blazing flames swept around, and Han Li only felt that the internal organs seemed to be burnt. He could only rely on the strong physical body to support him. He suddenly turned and flew outside the altar.

However, he just turned around and saw that in the silver light, there was a fiery red figure that seemed to tear the void. I didn’t know where to cross the border, lifted a palm and pointed it like a knife. My heart pierced.

People come to sneer, not others, it is Qi Mozi.

Han Li’s look suddenly changed. He was busy reversing the real wheel in the body. His body was a vagueness and he wanted to move away from the place. As a result, there was a torch burning with the flaming flaming flaming in front of him, coagulating his whole person. In the same place.

Qi Mozi did not hesitate, his body shape flashed, and the palm of his hand pierced, directly through the heart of Han Li.

Seeing this, he did not give up, violently twisted his arm and directly smashed Han Li's entire chest, which took out his palm and grabbed Han Li's neck.

"Little chop, you can't run this time?" Chimo snorted and shouted.

He had not been able to take advantage of it in the past few times, which made his hatred of Han Li very strong. At this moment, Han Li was finally in his hands, and his heart was more comforted.

Han Li opened a big hole in his chest. The whole person was drained from the spirit of the gods, and he was shackled in his hands. The light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

When Qi Mozi saw it, his eyes flashed a bit of doubtful look. He was planning to slap a piece of Han Li Tian Ling cover, and when his Yuan Ying was detained, his look suddenly changed.

I saw Han Li in his hand, and suddenly there was a layer of white light on his body. The clothes instantly decayed and gray, and the body quickly turned into a white skull.

The whole body is made of white animal bones, and there are many kinds of mysterious charms on the body, but it is the substitute for Han Li from the Oriental White.

"Replacement..." Chimo also immediately recognized the object.

The voice just fell, and the figure of Han Li in the void behind him suddenly appeared. The five time rules such as the real-life treasure wheel outside the body were all appearing, against the golden torch of Qi Mozi.

I saw a flash of light in the eyebrows, and a small crystal sword suddenly shot, and a blur disappeared.

Not waiting for the action of Qi Mozi, the sword of the **** of thought has already pierced his eyebrows. Under the flash, he did not enter his sea of ​​knowledge, and turned into the sea.

The singularity of Chimo was disturbed and suddenly it was chaotic.

Han Li catches up, the body of the scorpion, the prisoner's work is flying like a fly, raises a punch, suddenly squatting in his chest, directly hitting his mouth and vomiting blood, broke into the altar.

All of this is long-lived, but it actually happens between the electric and the flint.

When Xiongshan wanted to help, Qi Mozi had already fallen into the altar and was instantly wrapped in flames in the altar and rushed into the sky.

Han Li also refused to chase after him. When he saw the flame of the altar being disturbed by Qi Mozi, he once again flew into the altar.

The flaming flamingo, which was struggling with the flames of the altar, immediately rushed up and re-applied him with a coat of flame.

Han’s three-dimensional inner scorpion’s prisoner’s power was fully operational, and the true blood was also stimulated at the same time. The body shape suddenly rose and turned into a three-headed and six-armed image of the gods.

The manifestation of the real dragon's right claw is covered with a layer of colorful flames. When it is grabbed, the claw tip directly pierces the light curtain that is shrouded in the white fireball, grabs it and pulls it back.

Just listen to the "bang" loud noise!

The white flames left the altar, and the entire altar was suddenly unsustainable, and the flames that spewed out quickly shrank.

"drink……"

An angry violent drink came from the sky, and Qi Mozi looked angry and looked down from the top and flew toward Han Li.

At the moment of withdrawing from the altar, Han Li was covered by a circle of silver thunder and condensed into a silver thunder. In a burst of "squeaky" sound, it disappeared instantly.

Qi Mozi's body was lost, and he fell into the ground, causing the whole altar to violently shake. There was a shocking spider web crack on it.

He slowly stood up from the ground, his large palms hanging on his side, clenched into fists, and creaked.

Xiongshan hesitated for a long time, dared to go forward, and gave a fist to the fist, carefully said:

"Under the incompetence, I can't tell the truth, please punish the adults."

Qi Mozi heard the words, his look changed again, and after a long silence, he sighed with a sigh.

"It's not your fault. This kind of substitute is produced from the inner gate of Baixushan. The mysterious precision is that I can't tell. It's strange to blame Han Li for being too embarrassed. It is estimated that after you start with him, he will I have already guarded this hand." After the sigh, Chimo said.

"It’s also my intention. I have already died in his hands once, but I still haven’t been able to grow.” Xiong Shan said.

"I don't know if it is an illusion. Compared with the last fight, he seems to be a lot stronger. Such an opponent is really terrible..." Qi Mozi browed and said slowly.

When he was talking, his eyes were a little erratic, and he did not know whether to listen to Xiongshan or to himself.

After all, he looked condensed, and he had some sore eyebrows, and he felt a bit tired.

Then, his gaze turned and fell on the only golden flame on the altar, and the face was slightly relieved, saying:

"Well, time is tight, let's put those things out first..."