Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

In the shackles of Jianqi Jinlei, the evil spirit judge only felt that the heavens and the earth outside the body were no longer isolated by his spiritual domain, and only one of them could only feel the power of thunder and lightning.

He can no longer continue to write anything in the volley, only a gesture, a painting, and a sudden downward.

I saw those **** words that were originally suspended and suddenly seemed to be alive. One by one, they rushed to the bottom and fell down. The more they fell, the more the surface blood was, the more heavy it became.

By the time the swordsmanship was approached, every **** text became like a mountain, and the void was forced to collapse, and a black crack appeared around it.

Numerous swords are densely packed, and although each sword is not small, many of them fall into the cracks.

However, Jin Lei's swordsmanship is simply uncountable, and he went on and on, and accumulated in layers. He suddenly made a dense golden gold net, and all the **** characters were wiped out.

The **** text entered the sword net, and immediately splashed like a pan of oil, and immediately boiled up.

"Zi La La"

In the sword net, countless swords and thunder and lightning simultaneously play, and they continue to wear those **** words, causing them to burst into strong white smoke, and the characters are also disappeared one by one.

After a few breaths, as more and more swords poured in, the **** words that could not be sustained were finally unable to support them.

However, immediately after, a huge palm fell from the sky, and it was directly shot down toward the sword net.

In the palm of his hand, there is a huge **** vortex. In the middle of the whirlpool, there is a huge golden text, and "敕" emerges.

When this palm came out, the power was even stronger than the previous **** chapters. All the swords were pulled by them, all of them stirred into the swirl of his palm, and suddenly collapsed into pieces.

The whole sword net was also torn apart, and all the swords were defeated.

"I don't think it's a mid-term monk in Da Luo. How about trying this?" When Han Li saw it, there was not much panic, and the sword was changed, and he silently picked it up again.

With the sound of the sound, the sound of the swords of the Tongtian swords and the sound of the swords, the thirty-six golden lightning bolts rushed into the sky, gathered together on the higher than the evil squad, forming a real golden cloud.

Numerous lightning bolts flashed in it, and an inexplicable breath emerged from the depths of the clouds, becoming more and more intense.

This time, the face of the evil spirit judge finally changed.

Not waiting for him to move, Han Li below is immediately pacing and pushing the sword.

I saw the golden clouds in the sky, suddenly violently rolling up, and the surrounding world was completely disturbed. The massive thunder attribute was like the flood of the embankment, and it came together in madness.

Under the thirty-six handles, the green bamboo bee cloud trembles, and the golden wire is flying into the air with the sword, and all the rays are swallowed up by the clouds. The original green sword is revealed, such as the same green and green. bamboo.

I saw the high-altitude winds and clouds, and the golden clouds swept through the layers of cloud gas. In the depths of the two, the Tianmen Pillar emerged, forming a golden gate hidden in the golden clouds.

The golden electro-optic entanglement on the doorpost, engraved with a sword-shaped texture, exudes a fierce sword volatility, and a huge array of Ray attribute laws.

The power of the power is as if it is connected with the sky, connecting the vast expanse of the world, compared to what Han said in the tower of the year, more than nothing.

"Tongtianjian array, all gods thunder...what are you?" The evil spirit judges stunned and almost snarled.

Han Li did not pay attention to it at all, and his hands were ahead of the hard and pushed, opening the door.

I saw that the golden gate was shining brightly and slowly opened a narrow gap.

"bang"

As soon as the sound of the world shook, the countless golden electric lights rushed out from the gap in the gate, like the nine-day cascading waterfall, which rushed out from the bottom.

Within the gate, a golden thunder sea is vast and innocent. The splendid golden light rises and falls like a tidal wave. The power of the pure lightning law contained in it is condensed into the thundering gold liquid and swarming out.

The plaid on the golden door flashed, and the thick thunder pool gold liquid immediately turned into a handle with a golden long sword. The style was almost the same as the green bamboo bee cloud sword. The electric wire flashed on the top. The judges fell away.

"Booming"

"哗啦啦"

The sound of the whistling swords and the sound of the violent thunder and lightning bursts, and there seems to be no other thing between the heavens and the earth, leaving only this golden lightning storm that is hard to see.

The evil spirit judged the official, his face was distorted, and his mouth burst into a burst.

I saw the thick ancient books in his hand, suddenly turned over, and the blood was shining, and there were bursts of ghosts and screams.

In the next moment, the light in it suddenly skyrocketed, and countless ghosts and evil spirits flew out from it, either as small as a young child, or as big as a mountain. Each one was in a different form, and it was extremely sullen, with anger and high rush. Collided with the sword rain.

For a time, the sound of ghosts and whistles in the entire space was as big as the torrents, and the thunder and thunder bursts were more than ever.

In the sky, there are two colors of gold and red, almost two layers of heaven and earth atmosphere, each other is deadlocked, the victory and defeat are difficult to divide, and become a long-lasting war of attrition.

Han Li stood in the same place, looking up at the sky, his hands clinging to the sword, not afraid to have the slightest distraction.

This Tongtian sword array is unusual after all, and his current cultivation is very powerful, but the load is not small, but the power of this sword array will only become stronger with time, so he believes that ultimately The winner must be himself.

"Boom"

The continuous buzzing sound continued for about a quarter of an hour, and the seeing of the void was turbulent. The golden sword rain in the sky did not see any slight decline, and the ghost spirit finally got anxious.

His figure emerged from the eyebrows of the evil spirits, and his hands flew quickly, pointing to a point on the Zhu Hong.

I saw that a pattern on the pen of the judge suddenly lit up. The original huge pen was suddenly reduced rapidly. In a **** light, it was directly transformed into a delicate flying sword.

"嗖" is a loud noise!

The red-red flying sword flew out, and made an intermittent afterimage in the air, and went straight to Han.

At this moment, Han Li is fully urging the sword array, seeing the flying sword hit, the brow can not help but wrinkle up.

"Hey, if you can stand still for a while, then it will be fine..." He sighed in his mouth and it seemed to be very regrettable.

Then, in the golden moon behind him, suddenly released a dazzling golden light, surrounded by a golden space of time law outside his body.

The red-red flying sword in the handle, Fang Yi entered the golden space range, suddenly demoted and reduced, slowed down.

The evil spirit judge only felt that the golden light below was glaring, and he was busy with the palm of his hand.

The palm of the hand has a strong ray of light, and the flying sword on the bottom is soaring. It is actually under the pressure of the time rule that the speed has skyrocketed again and passed through the center of Jinguang.

"嗤" is a loud noise!

The red flying sword went in and out, crossed the area where Han Li was located, but fell into the empty space.

"Death!" At this time, there was a sudden burst of air in the air.

The evil spirit judge suddenly looked up and saw the golden cloud above the sea. In front of the huge Tianmen, there was a tall figure, holding a long sword, and was about to make a squat, not Han Li but who else. ?

The ghost spirit was shocked.

In the next moment, Han Li’s sword in his hands has already fallen towards him.

I saw the green bamboo bee cloud sword in his hand, picked up from the back of his head, crossed the sky above his head, and the electric light lingered along the road, passing through the front, the Leichi gold liquid in the Tianmen was also pulled by it, and a large number of surges from the door. Out, turned into a huge golden lightning, and the sword body is linked together.

"Booming..."

The roar of the sound of the human heart is screaming and screaming, and the blade of the thundering gold and electric power is smashed through the void. The sword and the ghost are split into two halves at the same time, and they fall in disappointment. The ghost judges the head.

"Do not……"

A horrible sound of screaming sounded, the crown of the sacred bead on the judge's head was first divided into two, followed by his head, neck, and the center of the body, all with a golden crack.

"laugh……"

Along with a crackling sound, the body of the evil spirit judge suddenly rips open, and countless haze gas rushes out of his body, turning into a dark mist.

There are countless points of green smoldering flying away, and rushing in all directions.

At the same time, the **** space surrounding the cage was also broken, and the sky was receding toward both sides. The surrounding scene reappeared, but they had already appeared in a ruin that was severely collapsed.

"啼魂..." Han Li burst into a sigh.

The soul with his heart has already flew to the sky, and his body flashed, and once again turned into a giant scorpion, the beast of the evil spirit looks like a real body, and Zhangkou will **** the dark fog into the abdomen. And go.

At the same time, Han Li of the golden cloud sea finally could not support it, fell from the cloud, and the Tongtian sword array disappeared.

Those evil spirits that have not yet dissipated, no one controlled, first fluttered like a fly, and were directly swallowed up by the soul, and the rest fled back to the thick ancient books.

Seeing Han Li fell to the ground, Lan Yan quickly flew over and fell on his side, concerned:

"Han Daoyou, how are you?"

"No problem." Han Li took out two medicinal herbs and shook his head and said.

After all, he waved his hand and collected all the thirty-six-handed green bamboo bee swords that had been used for the array.

After this battle, the thirty-six-handed flying sword contained all the gods and thunders, almost released, and there is no way to use them for the time being.

"Ghost spirit sage...he..." Blue Yan brows and asks.