Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

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Han Li's look was condensed, his hands fluttered with the law, and he sipped his mouth.

As he pointed to the front wave, countless swords and swords immediately rushed out, overwhelmingly flooded the thousands of stone swords.

"Hey..."

In a burst of dense humming sounds, the swords and swords of the green bamboo bee cloud swords are quickly annihilated. It takes dozens of swords to offset a stone sword, and it is only a stone sword made by Jianguang.

Fortunately, the sword light of the green bamboo bee cloud sword is more intensive, and the number is far more than the stone sword. The temporary fashion can keep up with it.

Han Li looks awe-inspiring, and the law in his hands never stops. He controls the green bamboo bee cloud sword and constantly pushes forward, turning into a Jianguang big net, and hardly spurs the stone sword to keep retreating.

Under the constant squandering of Jianguang, the sword light emitted by the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword has never existed in nine, and the Jianguang lighted out by Shi Jian has been exhausted, leaving only less than thirty handles.

The collision between the two sides is still fierce, and the array of Jianguang maps that are stirring up are empty, and they are bursting into thunder.

Han Li's teeth were tightly bitten, and his forehead gradually had a sweaty bean.

He suddenly sighed low, and the spirits of the body rushed out like the tide, and the remaining green bamboo bee clouds also broke out at this moment.

The surface of all flying swords is golden, and numerous golden electric lights are rolling. In the end, most of the remaining stone swords are destroyed. Only the original eight-handed stone sword is left, and it is still hanging in the air. The sword refers to Han Li.

At the same time, the green bamboo bee cloud sword's own sword light also dissipated, leaving only eighty handles.

Han Li’s heart was a little bit safe, and he took a step forward and went to the altar.

But at this time, the difference is steep!

I saw the yellow pebbles inlaid on the edge of the altar, and suddenly the light shone brightly and suddenly flashed.

In the air, the eight-handed stone sword suddenly shocked, as if it had regained a powerful force, and the bright yellow light burst out on the blade, and it burst out suddenly, and it was directly the remaining green bamboo bee. Shredded.

Thirty-six-handed flying swords were severely hit by the body. There was still a burst of electric light, and seven of the stone swords were stopped. However, after all, there was a fish that slipped through the net and smashed into the front of Han Li, which was not enough from his chest. Zhang Xu.

On the occasion of a thousand miles, Han Li suddenly reversed the body of the real-life treasure wheel, the body shape of the moment on one side, the handle stone sword rubbed his ribs and flew out, tearing his waist robe.

Han Lixin had a lingering enthusiasm, and he raised his hand and flew a sword, and stepped back.

At this time, they heard a strange noise, and the cobblestones on the edge of the altar were dimmed at the same time, and then they blew and smashed.

The remaining seven-sword flying swords hanging in the sky are also like losing their spirituality in an instant, and they fall into the ground.

When Han Li saw it, he knew that it was the force of the law contained in the stone. After too many years, it was exhausted, and the heart was really relaxed a little, and the step was to go to the altar.

However, he just took a step, and his look suddenly changed, and he looked at his waist.

I saw the where the robe of the robe was broken, and there was blood seeping out, but the wound was not deep, as if it had scratched some skin.

When Han Li opened the clothes and looked at the wound, he was surprised to find that the wound was gray and his hands were touched, and it was as cold and hard as a rock.

When he thought about it, he understood it. Most of the time, when the flying sword was scratched, the force of the soil attribute law contained in the sword made the wound petrified.

Fortunately, the wound is not deep, and it is not penetrated by the blade, so the petrochemical area is less than a few inches.

During the thought, Han Li pointed out that the knife was cut from the body and the re-formed wound began to heal itself.

After handling it, his sleeves rotten and all the green bamboo bee clouds were put away. When he was about to go to the altar, he suddenly heard a roar of sounds not far away. It seems that some people also found the position of the pivot. Come here.

He no longer hesitated, stepped onto the altar, wrapped his hands on the blue light, and grasped the octagonal jade plate, and suddenly pulled it out of the altar.

Han Li held the jade plate, and when he read the move, he began to explore.

After a while, his eyes were amazed, and his eyes flashed a surprise look. The octagonal jade in his hand was not its object, but it was the legend of the Tongtian sword that was passed down by the Taishou Xianzun.

This sword array is complex and its structure is far more than its imagination.

He only looked at it for a while, and he knew that it was a chance treasure that could be met and could not be sought. He was busy and carefully collected.

The next moment, a loud bang came from high altitude.

Han Li subconsciously looked up and saw that the Tianmen, which was suspended in the sky, was slowly closing, and the surrounding clouds were surging, and the void became increasingly blurred.

The yellow giant sword that has been falling still has disappeared, and the whole array has been completely eliminated.

The force that has always been repressed is slowly disappearing, but the chaotic fog that has gathered around has not subsided for a while, but the power of the rule of the earth's property is implied.

Han Li slowly retreated from the altar, turned his palm and took out a medicinal herb.

When he was about to take it, he heard a voice coming from behind him: "Oh, Han Daoyou, it’s hard to break..."

Han Li looked around and saw Lei Yuce smiled and walked over to him.

Just walking to the front, he saw the eight-handed stone sword scattered on the ground, and then raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and he looked at one of them with ease.

"If you don't help each other, can you do something with Han?" Han Li smiled as usual.

"Han Daoyou does not have to be too modest, this is the first thing that is not yours." Lei Yuce continued.

"Lei Dao Mo has to compliment again, Han is a thick skin, and some can not afford to eat." Han Li waved his hand and said.

Lei Yuce heard the words, flashing a hint of hesitation on the surface, after thinking about it again and again, still said:

"Han Daoyou, there is something to ask for, and I ask the friends to agree."

"What is the matter of Lei Daoyou, but it does not matter." Although Han Li has speculation in his heart, he still pretends to be ignorant.

"When the Taoist friends broke, they should have seen a sword array, which is the treasure of the town that we have lost for a long time. It also hopes that the Taoist friends can return to the original owner. Of course, we also pass the sword Will give the greatest sincerity and compensate the Taoist friends." Lei Yuze gave a hand and said.

Han Li heard that his brow was wrinkled and his face was amazed. He asked:

"I have been trapped since I entered the sword array. I have only been able to get out of it, but I have not seen anything in the picture."

"Han Daoyou, although the sword array is extremely high, but in the case of Daoyou, it is just a powerful sword array, but it has a very special meaning for our Zongmen. If you can Generously returning, I would like to use a five-piece fairy as a thank-you, and I would also like to ask the Taoist friends to serve as an unnamed devotion to our Tongtian Swordsmen and enjoy the treatment of the elders inside the door." Lei Yuce heard that it seems to have been there for a long time. Expect, the same color, continue to say.

Such a gratitude is already a great fortune for anyone, especially for the worship of the Tongtian Swordsman. Lei Yuce has indeed given the greatest sincerity and can not be registered in the ancestral hall, so there is no need for Zongmen. Responsible for the affairs, it will not expose Han Li’s whereabouts, but also can be enshrined by a steady stream of elders.

However, for Han Li, it is really like a chicken. After this incident, he could not continue to stay in Jinyuan Xianyu. Even he himself did not know where he was going.

The most important thing is that this Tongtian sword formation is too much for his appetite. If he can use his green bamboo bee to spread his sword, it will definitely be a big boost for him.

"The good intentions of Lei Daoyou are under the guidance of the heart, but I really don't know what the map of the Taoist friend said is, that is, the various benefits that the Taoist friends said, and it is really impossible to sneak a face to lie to the friends." Face regret, look.

"Han Daoyou, have you really seen the picture on this altar?" Lei Yuce heard the words, the brow inadvertently provoked it, and asked Emei.

At the same time, there are doubts in his heart. Is it really not here?

"No. There are only eight stone swords on this altar. I haven't had time to check it before, so I have been taken away by you." Han Li said with a smile.

Lei Yuce heard the words, his look was slightly condensed, his eyes fixed on Han Li, and he seemed to want to see something different from him.

However, Han Li is calm and self-contained, without any flaws.

"Thunder Road Friends, if there is nothing else, let's take a look at this year's temple, there is no prohibition, how?" Han Lifeng turned and said.

Lei Yuze's brows were wrinkled, and after the dagger had been indulged for a long time, suddenly his hands were smashed, and there was a bang in his mouth.

As the sound began to sound, a white jade card at his waist suddenly lit up, and a complex pattern appeared on it.

Han Li had already turned around and suddenly felt a strange wave of volatility behind him. Then he looked down and found that the storage ring on his hand was flashing with Huaguang.

The octagonal jade plate is now hidden in this storage ring.

"Han Daoyou, are you really reluctant to return?" Lei Yuce's voice came from behind.

"The secrets of the treasures, each with their own skills. Previously did not compete with you for the stone swords, it is already showing goodwill, Lei Daoyou is so hard and aggressive? If you really do not want to be good, you can try to win, Han does not mind Take those stone swords back." Han Litou did not return, just turned around and said coldly.

In a word, he walked through the square and took the stone steps in front of the main hall and walked step by step.

Lei Yuze stood in the same place, his expression was dignified, and his eyes flashed a complex look.

At this time, the yellow clouds on the square were out of phase, and they gradually began to dissipate. The rest of the people also emerged from the middle and began to come over here.

Lei Yuce glanced at the demons led by Qi Mozi, sighed with a sigh of relief, and suppressed the anger in his heart.

After all, the swordsmanship figure is selfish. For him, there are more important things waiting for him to do in this hall.