Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

After Han Li stood in shape, his eyes swept over and found that some people who had mentioned the need to pay attention to Zhou Xianyang basically appeared on the stage.

Among them, Luo Yuanshan of Qingliulin and Ziluo Xianzi of Tianyou Lake, and so on, naturally, are also indifferent to the independence of the head of the election.

The audience in the audience was quite dissatisfied with this person's behavior, and even felt a little shameful, and the time around the square was buzzing.

When Sikongjian saw it, he smiled. He opened the folding fan with a slap in the face. He swayed from his own self, and he looked at himself with a look of incomprehension.

However, everyone’s belly is awkward, but the bottom of the heart is a little bit of admiration for this person’s brazenness. After all, once the Bodhi order is successfully obtained, the benefits are great enough.

From this point of view, it is not a shame to gamble on this.

"Zhou Zongzhu, if it is a regular friend of the sect, you can draw the squad to build this squad, you must defeat him. So the reputation of the singular peak of the yangyang will fall to the bottom, just to report your years of grievances. Zhao Yuanlai laughed.

"Drawing a decision, how can there be such a clever thing?" Zhou Xianyang nodded with a smile, but his heart was sneer, expecting Zhao Bolu to meet the boss.

In fact, Sikongjian can be the master of one, the strength has already been placed there, and he has already been insidious outside, and the rest of the people naturally hope to not fight with him.

"I have ninety-six mark pills here, and one of them will be selected one by one. The number recorded on it is your choice. After that, match by number, match number one on the 96th, and on the second on the 95th. ... and so on, can all be clear?" said the elder elder Xu Xu.

"Clear." The candidates voted in unison.

"Start the selection." Presiding over the elders, let go.

I saw only 96 **** shining with dazzling light flying into the sky, like a group of stars, hanging over the heads of everyone.

After the election, everyone raised their hand and there was a ball that fell like a meteor and flew into their hands.

Han Li raised his hand and took a ball, and he took a glimpse of the fairy spirit into it. The ball suddenly became dark, and a number appeared on it.

"Ninety-one..." Han Li muttered to himself.

Everyone around them also held the beads and saw their number.

The number in the hands of Si Kongjian naturally became the hot spot of most people's attention, so they turned their attention to him.

He saw everyone in his opinion, and did not cover up. He raised the ball in his hand and wrote two numbers "玖零". His number is 90.

"How come..." At this moment, there was a lament in the crowd.

When the people turned their heads, they saw a sharp-eyed, green-skinned man with a cheek outside, holding a ball in forehand and looking at Sikong with despair.

While the rest of the people were relieved, they also secretly sympathized with this unlucky guy.

"Oh, it's a bad luck, regular friend, how many numbers are you?" At this time, Zhao Bolu suddenly came to Han Li and asked with a smile.

Han Li raised the ball in his hand and showed him it.

After seeing the number above, the latter suddenly became a stiff face and raised his own ball.

Han Li frowned and saw that the ball was on the ball, which is the number corresponding to the number nine.

"This is really... fate..." Zhao Bolau said with a wry smile.

He looked at his bitterness, full of regrets, but his mouth trembled twice, and it was obviously difficult to hide the real smile.

When they first communicated with Zhao Yuanlai, they both had already identified "Changyu" as a straw bag that was not used or used. At this moment, he was able to find this big bargain. Naturally, he was very happy.

"This... I also asked the brothers of Bo Lao to be merciful." Han Li’s acting was on top of him. There was some uneasiness in his regret, and he deliberately lowered his voice.

"Changdaoyou, each other..." Zhao Bolu heard this statement, his confidence is skyrocketing, but his mouth is still polite.

"The number of pills has been selected, please ask the number 12 on the 12th, and the friends on the 12th, boarding 12 places to play Wutai to start the test, the rest waiting for the field to prepare." At this time, the voice of the elders It sounded again.

Han Li and Zhao Bolu belonged to the first batch of monks who were engaged in the war. According to the division of the twelve branches, they were arranged in the sixth stage of the martial arts, which is the plaque.

The noon platform where Sikongjian is located is on their side, and they are separated from their martial arts.

In the cheers of the audience, the twenty-four people who participated in the battle first boarded the stage.

Zhou Xianyang and Zhao Yuanlai were too late to be glad that Han Li did not draw the empty construction of the middle school, and they saw that they appeared on the same stage.

"This is really a coincidence..." At about the same time, Zhao Yuanlai and Zhou Xianyang shared the same voice.

There are some accidents in the tone of both people, and some have gloating.

"Zhou Zongzhu, we have always been close to the two sects. Today, regardless of the outcome of the war, we must not hurt." Zhao Yuanlai turned to look at Zhou Xianyang, laughing and said.

Zhao Yuanlai naturally believes that the winner is in the grip and paves the way for Zhao Bolu to defeat Han Li.

"That is natural." Zhou Xianyang also laughed.

Mo said that Han Li faked his own younger brother to shoot, that is, he often fights against it, and he also has confidence in his younger brother.

On the ring-shaped stone platform, several people sitting in the middle of the station were not very concerned about the battle on the stage. They just talked to each other and naturally separated a small world around them, even if other people sitting next to each other could not When they heard the content of their conversation, of course, other people did not dare to spy on it.

"Feng Tianxian makes it possible to hear that there has been turmoil everywhere in the real fairyland. Not only is the reincarnation of the temple uneasy, but even the gray world is rushing up. What is going on?" asked the pure man.

"Bei Han Xianyu, Qinglan Xianyu and Heishan Xianyu, there are traces of gray biological activities in many places, but they are all small and small, not a climate." Feng Tianxian makes the words, sneer.

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"Before Tianting was not arranged in the gray world, is it something wrong in the gray world?" asked the pure man.

"There was a change in the gray world. The black rope field, which had always been neutral, began to join forces with the reincarnation domain. The nine secluded domains were also under pressure, and they broke the connection with our heavens. In short, from the current point of view, they seem to Has unified the opinions, will invade the fairyland in a big way." Feng Tianxian made a speech, a layer of hesitant color appeared on the surface, and then said the voice.

Although the pure man has already got some news, he was really surprised when he heard it from Feng Tianxian.

As early as many years ago, my ancestors analyzed the situation of the future fairyland, and now it seems to have gradually been fulfilled.

When the two were talking, there was a warm cheer on the square. It turned out that the elders had seen the 12 seats on the martial arts stage and they all stood on the battle against the monks, and immediately announced the beginning of the battle.

"Offended, Bo Lao brother." On the stage, Han Li looked at Zhao Bolau, and gave a gift and said.

"Tongdao friends only take shots." Zhao Bolau returned a ceremony and smiled.

After all, he waved his hand and a white light curtain was born out of thin air, expanding and spreading the whole martial arts.

Above the light curtain, the crystal light flashes, and a six-petal snow pattern road appears on the surface, which is dense and dense.

"The power of the law of the ice attribute of Blau's brother is really strong, and he has a long experience." Han Li smiled.

"I heard that Changdao friends are good at Xuan Xiu's refining, and today they just ask for advice." Zhao Bo's mouth is very polite, but his shot is unambiguous.

I saw a wave of his hands, and there was a blue chill out of the ground around him. The emptiness of the sound of "咔咔" was also heard in the void, and a layer of blue ice crystals spread instantly, covering the entire stage.

Han Li lifted his foot and slammed his feet, and the white suffocating of his feet expanded. The rushing blue ice crystal was instantly impacted by a powerful force and collapsed directly into a powder.

When Zhao Bolu saw it, his mouth twitched with a smile, his hands were a move, and the coldness on the ground was once again strong. A root ice cone emerged from the ground layer and spurted into the sky like a spear.

Han Li sees this, hundreds of Xuanzangs are lit up in a row, and the figure is vertical, and instantly jumps to the sky.

And then, behind him, there was a flower, and Zhao Bolu followed suit.

In his hand, he held a blue pike, a spur, and went straight to Han Li.

At the speed of Han Li, it is very easy to avoid it, but he is now participating in the war as a regular singer. If it shows a different speed, it will only cause doubts.

So he just sank his shoulders, his body fell down, his feet stood on the tip of two ice cones, and his shoulders were poked by the blue gun.

Zhao Bolu saw that Han Li avoided the key points, and his heart was slightly regrettable. The hands of the spirits suddenly surged out.

The tip of the blue lance was suddenly bright, and a very cold breath infiltrated. The blue tip of the gun suddenly rose, and a blue ice flame emerged from it, freezing Han’s half shoulder and the entire arm.

"Changdaoyou, I can't help it." Zhao Bolu couldn't suppress his face and said.

With a long gun in his hand, a powerful force penetrated into it, and suddenly the ice crystal that had just frozen was scattered.

Han Li only felt that his arms were numb, and the blue ice crystals wrapped around them had turned into a light blue powder, which disappeared directly into the void.

"How can it be?"

When Zhao Bolu saw the Korean arm, it did not look like the moment when the ice crystal disappeared.

"Brough brother, may not understand our Xuan Xiu, body is fundamental, this is extremely cold, it is not enough to see, you still don't want to keep your hands." Han Li with a gentle smile, said.

After all, the mysterious scorpion on his arm lit up and punched Zhao Bolau.

He imitated the characteristics of Chang Hao's exercises, and his strength came out of the bones, and the white light on his arms shrouded as if he was bathed in a starlight.