Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

With the two swords of gold and white fighting, a loud and loud noise broke out in the void!

The white giant sword was blocked, but the whole person of Han Li was directly shocked and flew out, and a blood spurted in his mouth, and the breath was disordered.

In the case that the power of his time rule was greatly suppressed by the magic of the years, it was apparent that he could not face the attack of Da Luo.

However, in the eyes of Daozhen, there was a shock in the eyes of the real person. Obviously, he did not expect that he had a blow to the power of the law, and he could not kill the other party’s juniors.

To its surprise, the other side has a variety of means.

On Wednesday, he did not pay attention to the battle here. He was rushing toward the five-color altar in the shape of electricity, and he went to the front of the altar in the blink of an eye.

Only at the moment of the altar is covered with a layer of fire curtain by the flames of the years.

She has words in her mouth and her hands are up.

A dark red crystal filament flies out of its body, intertwined in front of the body, and the dark red light in the surrounding spiritual domain is also rapidly coming together.

As these dark red crystals grow more and more, the three faces are paler and the breath is somewhat unstable, as if the whole body is being pumped out a little.

Her gaze was with a trace of decisiveness, and the speed of her mouth was accelerated again.

The void trembled, and under the dense dark red filaments, a dark red round of a house-sized illusion emerged.

There are six black round holes arranged on the surface of the round wheel. They are arranged in the shape of hexagonal plum blossoms. They are set on the round wheel. Each round hole is dark and tumbling, forming a vortex and slowly rotating.

An indescribable strange force emerged from the inside of the round wheel, causing a stable and rugged emptiness in the vicinity.

Yan Sanjiao sighed, and both hands waved forward, and the dark red round suddenly flew out, and the rumbling rotation ran into the golden fire curtain.

The sound of "嗤嗤" is great!

The golden flame trembled fiercely, and a golden flame was picked up from it, and it was entangled on the surface of the dark red round wheel, but when it was touched, it was directly extinguished by a layer of black lacquer.

The Taoist real person was in a hurry, and he decided to turn the law in his hands. He couldn’t take it to kill Han Li, but a series of laws never broke into the golden fire curtain, which made his flames flourish.

蛟Three mouths, a few groups of blood squirting out, the whole person suddenly wilted.

However, a large piece of thick blood fog suddenly fell into the dark red round wheel, causing its rotation speed to suddenly increase, and a large black light clip with an invisible force against the fire curtain.

The surface of the fire curtain is covered by the lacquer black light from the round wheel, and the sound of "噗" bursts open and turns into a remnant flame.

"The law of reincarnation!"

When the Taoist real people saw it, they suddenly saw their desire to split.

He did not expect that the two Taiyi Biling monks in front of him were practicing the same time rules and reincarnation rules that belonged to the three Supreme Rules, and they were not inferior to the Daluo monks.

How can this happen between the electric and the flint, Lei Yuce and others have to maintain a large array is not easy, can not be separated to help themselves.

"Han Daoyou, just squat now, fast!"

At this time, she was pale and like a paper. The whole person seemed to be emptied and half-squatted on the ground. The dark red round was also slowed down, and the desire was collapsed.

The voice of the third voice has not fallen, and Han’s figure has already turned into a streamer, passing through the fire curtain.

But he did not rush to the altar, but rushed to the lamp of the age of the altar.

"Han Daoyou, what are you doing?"

At this time, Han Li, the shadow of the magic lamp reflected in the depths of the pupil, his eyes are a little confused, it seems that at this moment his eyes can not tolerate anything other than the magic lamp of the years.

"The erect is looking for death!" The sorrowful voice in the eyes of the real person is angry and violent.

After a violent drink, one-handedly printed, pointing towards the direction of the gods of the years, smashing the tip of the tongue and squirting a mouth with a golden luster.

The ecstasy of the years suddenly trembled fiercely. The lamp oil in the lamp slammed like a boiling, violently tumbling up. After a splash of it, it suddenly turned into a fiery golden flame, and rushed toward Han Li.

Han Li seems to be ignorant of this, the desire in his eyes has swallowed up his reason, his look has become crazy, and the body's big five-line illusion has been pushed to the extreme.

Five kinds of time laws, such as the Zhenhua Baolun, have appeared on his body, forming a golden spherical light curtain, and wrapped him into the sea of ​​fire.

Once inside the flame, the sound of the surrounding whistling sounds, the five-time rule of the object, immediately compressed by the flame, close to him back, and the golden light curtains around the flames are gradually roasting, gradually It became thin.

Han Li is a bite, and he hasn’t had a slight retreat.

At this time, he was exactly the same as the previous Qi Mozi, and even had it.

However, after the interest rate, the five elements of the time law were finally unable to support, and the light curtains that were condensed were completely melted, and the body of Han Li was directly exposed to the flame.

A violent burning sensation came to life, and Han Brow suddenly wrinkled, and the light in his eyes was a little faint, but then he snorted and his look became firm again.

I saw that the palm of his hand rushed out of the flame, grabbed the lamppost of the magic lamp of the years, and the force was pulling outward.

The flame on the magic lamp suddenly became a scent. Like a dragon, it was entangled in the arm of Han Li, and instantly swallowed his entire arm and half of his body.

Among the burning flames, Han Li was able to clearly see the robe on his arm. The skin and muscles melted little by little, and the remaining bones were also burned under the flames. .

He didn't feel the violent pain that was simply unbearable. It was only in his mind, deep in the soul, and there was always a voice that constantly persuaded him:

"If you have to endure it, you have to get it... as long as you get the magic lamp, everything is worth it..."

"Come on, make another effort..."

"Get it, get it..."

Han Li looked stunned and muttered in his mouth: "Get it..."

During the speech, his Scorpio prisoner's self-runs, and all the real blood in the body also boiled at the same time. No matter how many real blood vessels are transferred at the same time, will it attract blood?

What he wants at the moment is to use all the power of his body and get the magic lamp!

The Taoist real person must be angry, and the whole body robe bulges up, and the figure comes with a series of afterimages in the direction of the magic lamp.

At this time, I didn’t know where I came from, and once again, I tried to make a decision. The dark red round wheel flew again and again, and it rushed directly to the five-color altar.

"Not good!" The Taoist real person was once again shocked, and it was too late to turn around.

There are five colors of light shining on the altar. It seems to also resist the dark red round. Unfortunately, the five-color ray is really limited, and it is easily crushed by the dark red round.

Along with the loud bang of the "bang", a large hole was made on the altar, which was dark and seemed to lead to the depths of hell!

Almost at the same time, Han Li knew that the refining magic in the sea was running by himself, and there was a snowy thunder in his mind, which made his Lingtai clear.

"Han Daoyou!" At this moment, a fierce drink, penetrated into his ears.

Looking back, Han Li suddenly saw Lei Yuce screaming and screaming at him: "You really disregard the Jinyuan fairyland, for the sake of your own self, will you release the devil? The altar has been broken. If this light is taken again, the devil will no longer be scrupulous!"

Devil? One's own private? common people?

Han Liru was stunned and stunned, and his mind suddenly looked at his situation and suddenly realized.

He was busy loosening the palm that had almost become a bone, and his body was retreating. The flame that was wrapped around his arm refused to let go and continued to climb and catch up.

Han Lixin read a move, busy picking up the green gourd at the waist, a shot of the bottom of the gourd, a green vortex emerged at the mouth of the mouth, and the flame attached to his arm was taken in.

The flame entered the gourd, and the original green skin was suddenly burnt red, and it was not recovered for a long time.

Han Li re-hung the gourd back to his waist and glanced at his black-black arm. There was a coldness behind him, and the clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

"What happened to me? Who controlled the mind?" He muttered to himself.

No, the problem is not here, but the grass snake gray line has long been buried.

In the mind of Han Li, he quickly recalled the bit by bit after entering the tower of the year. Only then did he find some clues.

He is convinced that he has not been controlled by the mind, but in the process of coming, the desire in his heart seems to be magnified a little bit invisibly, but he himself is in the mountains and is not known.

Moreover, it seems that all the people who entered the tower of the years are invisibly affected by some kind of power, and some kind of desires in the bottom of the heart are guided, and they continue to rise in the subtle.

Therefore, they will continue to destroy the altar without any scruples, and constantly collect treasures, and all kinds will eventually point to the magic lamp of the years, but those who have a little possession of this object will eventually be led to compete for it.

Han Li, who was awake, looked down at the big hole that appeared on the altar, and his eyes could not help but shrink.

As soon as the altar of the altar appeared, there was a sound of "crowsing" inside. A thick black smoke, such as the demon dragon's torso, rose up and rushed out of the hole and then opened and turned into black. The air flooded the entire hall.

Han Li’s arm appeared on the tree shadow of Dongyi Shenmu. The skin on the arm began to be repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was just a hidden injury. I don’t want to recover it in a short time.

His figure was suspended, and the purple light in his eyes lit up. He ran into the cave of the altar and gaze away.