Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

Seeing the scales fleeing, the ghost spirit only blinked for a moment, after all, still did not chase it out.

Compared with a jinjinxian, it is more attractive to him at the moment, or Han Li.

After all, from the various news that was sent back, it is basically certain that the palm bottle is on Han Li.

At the moment, the most embarrassing situation is the blue face.

As a nine-yuan disciple, she is helping outsiders to invade their own sects, and Han Li is the only hope to help him save the blue yuan, and she has to help.

"Hey, eat outside, it is more **** than the thief." Ghost spirit eyes fell on the blue face, said the haze.

Lan Yan has no excuse, can only bite the lower lip, and does not look at it.

At this moment, she has no choice but to follow Han to go black.

In the face of a mid-time monk, Han Li naturally did not dare to support the big, after hesitating, he still said:

"Predecessors, coming to the nobles, are not troublesome, just want to find their own spiritual pets. Nowadays, the attack of the nobles is exactly the need for the predecessors to turn the tide, the predecessors why not let go, to grasp those who really The precious fish that are threatening? The Jinyuguan that passed by the younger generation, there are many people who reincarnation."

The ghost spirit heard the words, but he gave him a cold look, and there was no interest in talking. It was like thinking about how to deal with the two intruders trapped.

Han Li naturally wouldn't think that he could send the other party in three or two sentences. Just speaking, while the eyes are bright, the purple light is shining, and the past is looked at, while secretly accumulating the fairy power, trying to find The way to escape.

A circle of glances down, I saw the black room around the stone room, under the dim light of the fire, faintly visible on the wall is engraved with a strange pattern of ghosts, looks like a blood tank deep in the wall.

I saw the ghost spirits wandering around the line, suddenly raising their hands, swaying the law, and the words in the mouth followed, and some ethereal voices echoed in the stone room.

With his voice sounding, Han Li’s mind screamed sharply and then became a little faint.

The sound of water flowing around the stone room sounded, and a strong **** atmosphere immediately filled the surrounding area.

"The law of the soul of the soul?" Han Li was surprised in the heart, and felt that something was not quite right.

He was busy with the refining of the gods, and at the same time, the sound of the whole body was smashed, and a ray of golden electric light was used to wrap the whole body. The black filaments that trapped the whole body were touched by these golden electric lights. They have melted away.

It’s just that the blue eyes around him have become empty and blurred, and the pain of the face is full of color.

Han Li brows a glimpse, rushing to the blue face, a burst of crystal light burst out, hitting the blue face, while the body shot several golden thunder snakes wrapped around the woman, will be on his body The black light is completely resolved.

"Oh..." She groaned in pain, squatting on the floor and woke up.

"Peace and evil spirits ... and refining magic, is the heavenly gang to monitor the immortals to eat?" Actually letting you practice the refining of the gods to such a degree, but also, today, hitting the hands of this seat, is also a The rare fate of the pile." Ghost spirit does not know whether he is talking to Han Li, or is talking to himself, and from time to time, he still shows a few strange smiles.

After all, he nodded his head and looked like he had made a decision in his heart.

Han Li didn't know how the ghost spirit understood the word "fat", but looking at his look would know that he must be different from himself. He wouldn't want it.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the ghost spirit had clearly stopped the sound of snoring, but there were still echoes of ethereal voices around, overlapping and overlapping, and it became more and more prosperous.

The **** scent around it is not a little bit attenuated, but it becomes more and more intense.

"Han Daoyou, finished... We entered the fairy tales of the Holy Spirit of the Ghost Spirit, and this time we are dead." After Lan Yan woke up, his face was pale.

"Wan Ling is trapped in the fairy tales... This is all around the ghostly, how can there be a half of the aura? I think it is almost the same." Han Li heard the words, his brow wrinkled, and his heart thought.

His eyes turned and he looked around and saw a black crystal column standing around him. I don’t know when it came out with a weird grim face, densely stacked and seen. The scalp is numb.

Among them, there are both the appearance of the human race and the appearance of the demon. Each one is a roar of two eyes, and it looks like a rogue, ugly and horrible.

The layers overlapped like a woman’s voice in the ear, and it was from the horrible faces of these ghosts.

Han Li suddenly thought of a thought, and suddenly felt a little bad.

These sounds like a weeping voice, each like a snowflake, accumulating bit by bit, like a mountain of snow, once the climate is formed, it is when the avalanche is pouring, then it may not be able to refine the gods. it works.

"Immediately close the hearing and smash the crystal columns." He frowned and his mouth burst into a mouth.

Lan Yan heard the words, did not hesitate, and immediately did.

Only when she closed the ear canal with the power of the fairy, she found that the sound around the ear was not reduced. Instead, it sounded directly in her heart lake, and it became clearer and more audible.

In her heart, she couldn’t care for the other. She held a blue long sword in her hand and leaned forward to a black crystal column.

Ghost spirits saw that they acted like this, but they didn’t mean to stop it. They just watched with cold eyes.

In the heart of Lan Yan’s heart, the long sword in his hand has already turned up, and turned into hundreds of sharp blue sword lights, falling on the black crystal column over there.

Without the expected buzzing sound, Lan Yan’s sword light fell on the crystal column, like a knife slashed on the cotton, directly trapped in, swallowed in by the flashing crystal column.

Not waiting for the blue face to be surprised, there is a "bang" sound coming from not far away.

She turned her head and looked at it. She saw Han Lizheng’s handcuffs, commanding dozens of flying swords wrapped around golden lightning, and turned out thousands of golden swords, tens of thousands of black crystal columns on the front. Falling away.

The golden thunder reflected each other, and the sound of thundering was loud. The sound of the sound was shocking. It looked like it was directly photographed from the nine days of a robbery of the thunder pool, and it was to be fried into a powder.

The ghost spirit outside the array method saw his face changed, and he apparently did not expect the change in front of him.

"Booming..."

In the next moment, a roaring sound that had a bit of pain in the blue-eyed ears rang.

The dark stone room suddenly rose like a golden sun, and was flooded by a golden thunder.

Different from Lan Yan’s sword light, the black crystal column collapsed and collapsed directly by Han Li’s 72-handed green bamboo bee.

Unexpectedly, among the cracked stone pillars, not only did the semi-sparite crumbs fly out, but instead directly made a ghost-like thing, which spread instantly.

The sound of screaming in the misty fog continued, as if there were thousands of ghosts crying, a figure of evil spirits constantly shot from it, dense and dense, like endless.

Contrary to the look of Lan Yan when he saw this endless ghost, Han Li’s eyes were actually a surprise.

He had a move in his hands, and his voice changed, and a "Zi La La" voice suddenly sounded again.

I saw a golden electric light sweeping through the ghosts and fogs. Like a golden spider, a thunderbolt spear was extended around, and countless ghosts were suddenly turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

The low-pitched voices of those ghosts were also disturbed by thunder.

"Is this a bit of a waste..." Han Li frowned and said to himself.

Its voice just fell, and the difference became steep.

I saw a sudden **** bloom on the wall in front of me. A huge grimace made up of **** traces of the road emerged. A large mouth was opened, and it sucked forward.

A huge **** vortex emerged immediately, and the golden thunder that was released from the green bamboo bee cloud sword suddenly rushed away and was absorbed by it.

The combination of a variety of bamboo shoots that have just turned to the thunder and lightning, this should be the nemesis of all ghosts, but this situation is obviously reversed.

Han Li was shocked and quickly raised his hand and wanted to recruit the green bamboo bee cloud sword.

As a result, among the giant whirlpools, a blood-red long tongue was found in a lightning-like manner. For example, the pythons spit out a letter, and the whole half of the green bamboo bee cloud sword was pulled into the **** vortex.

Han Li only had time to recall the small half-bamboo bee cloud sword, and held it in one hand, but the rest flew directly into the **** vortex uncontrollably and could not be sensed.

After the disappearance of the Golden Thunder of the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, all the ghosts coming out of the crystal column suddenly disappeared from the nemesis, and immediately turned into a ghost wave and rushed toward Han Li.

When Lan Yan saw it, he waved his hand and a blue spherical light curtain suddenly expanded, turning into a water-filled spiritual domain.

As soon as the ghosts entered the spiritual realm, they suddenly fell into a vast ocean. The blue ripples that surged from the tides continued to strike and blocked in front.

However, it didn't take long for more and more ghosts to emerge from all the black crystal columns in the surrounding area. The ghosts that had gathered together grew stronger and stronger, and they were oppressed from Han in two directions.

Finally, Lan Yan could not stop, the spiritual domain was washed away, and all the ghosts rushed up and drowned.

At this time, once the pale golden light suddenly lit up, Han Li’s time domain suddenly laid out, shrouded the influx of ghosts.

If the ghosts were in the blue spirits before, they could still be shocked by the quantitative advantage. In the field of Han Li, they all seemed to be fixed in the same place, and they could not move at all.