Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

The smoke on this side has not yet dissipated, and Han Li on the other side feels a flower in front of him. The figure of the white-haired old man is flashing, and the speed is so fast that it is dizzying.

"boom"

He glanced in his heart, raised his arms subconsciously, and just crossed in front of him, he was thrown out by a heavy punch.

Fortunately, he had already secretly urged the film of the true pole, and covered his arms with gold scales, so that he would not be as embarrassed as Lin’s seventeen, but the whole person still flew out of the sky for hundreds of feet before he was strong. Lived in shape.

Although the white-haired old man flew to Han Li in a boxing, his body shape also took a step back later, and there was a slight surprise in the eyes that had not completely lost his sense of reason.

However, with the arrival of Lin Jiujian, he immediately slammed his fists.

At this time, the skin on his body has gradually changed from a dark red color to a bright red color. The color of the steam that has emerged from the body has gradually turned pale and turned into a pale pink color.

Correspondingly, his speed seems to be getting faster and faster, and the strength of his fists is getting bigger and bigger. After almost every punch, he will bring out a buzzing sound formed by friction with the air. .

Lin Jiu’s hand-held golden sword is constantly waving, but the white-haired old man is bare-handed, and each punch is heavily squatting on the top of the Jinjian Jianfeng, sending out a deafening “beep” loud noise.

The shape of the two bodies is constantly changing, and the intersection of the sword and the sword, the intangible law of the stock volatility erupts. When it passes, everything is involved, it is easily stirred into nothingness, and even the ground is cut. There are huge pits.

Although the swordsmanship of Lin Jiu’s exhibition is exquisite and unparalleled, when faced with the speed of the people, and seemingly incompetent and unworkable, the old man who broke through the millennium has a sense of incompetence.

"I will die!"

The white-haired old man screamed, and the double fists were slightly blurred. More than ten ordinary fist shadows appeared erraticly and emerged.

Lin Ji couldn’t think too much, the figure didn’t dare to stop, and both hands held a sword and slammed a wave. The sword tip suddenly burst out with a group of savvy swordsman, which became more and more bright and instantly became a group of several feet. The size of the golden mans ball whirls out, and then bursts and slams.

In an instant, countless criss-crossing golden swords swept out and slammed into the screaming fists, making a series of metal-like squeaking sounds.

However, all the swordsmanship disappeared almost instantly, but the boxing shadow was not completely broken, so that Lin Yin’s eyes flashed a horror, and then the golden light flashed, and a large piece of golden mans emerged from the body surface and blocked in front of him.

At this time, in the vicinity of the two people, not far from a huge pit, suddenly flew out of a somewhat gray-faced Lin 17 figure.

But seeing his wrist tremble, a khaki-colored rope flew out of the cuff, as if the snake had twisted in the air, turning out seven or eight rope loops, facing the white-haired old man not far away. under.

"砰砰" a few loud noises!

Lin Jiutong’s golden tremble was smashed out, and the white-haired old man wanted to chase the past and make up a punch, but it was just caught in the rope. Then the awning flashed and the rope contracted. Thoroughly trapped it.

Lin 17 slammed the rope with one hand, and slammed it back without saying anything. The old man’s figure rose and fell to the side.

Han Li did not know where to come out, the silver sword in his hand swayed, Jianfeng pointed, and slammed down on the head of the old man.

The white-haired old man’s eyes flashed, and the mouth was bursting with ambiguous low-pitched voices.

In the next moment, his blood was shining, his skin was broken open on his arms, and two white bones wrapped in a layer of pink fascia spurted out from it. Like the blade, he cut off the yellow rope and got out.

As a result, his figure was not stabilized, and he raised his arm and swept the blade-like white bone to Han Li who was deceiving himself.

The tip of the silver sword spurs straight over the bones, giving a squeaky rubbing sound.

Han Li only felt that a huge force was coming in like a rushing sea. Under the movement of his heart, he immediately refused to use his power to fly backwards.

The white-haired old man saw Han Li being easily attacked by himself. Even if his mind was lost, he still had a slight glimpse. But then he seemed to think of what he had turned, waving his bone knife on his arm and slamming the rope. Lin went away.

Almost just a flash, he appeared directly in front of the latter. After a knife was cut out, he directly broke through the several layers of the shield. Then he pierced his chest and blew his blood from the blood. Gushing out.

Lin 17 is like a shrimp, slamming backwards with a bow, and a large mouth of blood spurts out from under the mask, but then a white light bursts around the waist, and the whole person wraps in it and crashes into the ground. .

The white light converges, and the body shape of Lin XVII appears. It does not move, life and death are unknown.

The old-fashioned white-haired man was making a "giggle" laughter in his mouth. He didn't look at Lin 17 again. He turned his head and looked at Han Li, who had already retired hundreds of feet away.

Han Li looked at the scene in front of him.

The old man should also be a mysterious man of the flesh. After swallowing the blood of the baby, the strength of the strength has reached this level of terror. Even if he chooses to fight hard, he may not be hurt. .

At this point, the old man's eyes have completely turned into pure gold color, and there is no human rationality at all.

A mysterious man who lost his mind and whose strength is close to the golden wonderland, it is no wonder that Lin Xie could not resist it.

Suddenly, the old man disappeared from the spot and disappeared from the place.

Han Li’s opportunity did not hesitate to look back. At the same time, his golden scales were turned up, and he raised a punch and slammed directly into the void in front of him.

Just listen to the "bang" sound!

His fist and the white-haired old man's fist suddenly appeared, and they slammed together.

An invisible air wave erupted from the fists of the two men. It was like a stormy wave, and it swept through the air, and it blew the air around the sky.

Han Li only felt that a huge force was coming, and the whole person was collided and flew out for hundreds of feet, directly smashing a black cliff behind him, which was stable.

The white-haired old man on the other side also swept away, but only flew two or three hundred feet, and then stabilized his figure again. .

"Five fifteen friends, I did not expect you to be a mysterious fairy. But I have to fight with him positively, and when I am busy, you lead him in. Now he has lost his mind, just waiting for his body When the baby burns out, we don't need to do it, and he will die." Lin Jiu suspended in the sky and shouted to Han Li.

"I can't guarantee that I can get entangled with him for too long, and you will be deployed as soon as possible." Han Li smoothed up the blood in the body, and Chong Lin said so.

After all, he pointed a little to the point and flew into the sky, throwing a long sword in his hand.

The silver long sword plunged into the air, and the silver light made a big splash. From this, a circle of dense sword shadows was drawn, like a thousand-petal lotus flower.

The sound of Han Likou’s voice rang, one finger and one finger pointing downward.

In the midair, the sound of the empty space suddenly made a big splash.

A series of intensive silver swords, immediately smashed like a torrent of pears, shrouded the white-haired old man who had just climbed out of the rock wall.

"Boom"

The sound of the blasting sound continued to sway in the valley, and the rocks in the valley collapsed, and the smoke and dust began to bury the old man's figure.

Just heard a roar of almost the beast.

Among the smoke, the figure of the white-haired old man jumped out suddenly, and the red-brown cracked road appeared on the skin. The hair bun that had been so high was scattered, and the long white hair and silver hair danced in the wind. It looked like Fierce demon in general.

It only protects the face with both arms, letting Han Li's silver sword shadow continue to spur on the body and straight into the silver sword lotus.

Silver Jianlian shines brightly, bursting open, and the sky is full of silver swords, crazy shooting in all directions.

The silver long sword in the middle of the handle also broke into two pieces.

When Han Li saw it, his brows were slightly stunned, and the golden scales on his arms were raised. The whole body was thick and circled, waving his fists and welcoming them.

On the other side of the valley, Lin Jiu holds a golden long stick with the thickness of an adult man's arm. He walks a few steps to a rock and raises his hand to make a long stick to the ground.

The roots were engraved with dense plaids, and the golden long sticks with three feet long went straight into the ground, buried two-thirds of them, only about a long stick, and bare above the surface.

Lin Jiu looked up and swept around a circle, and saw a circular array of golden long sticks has been basically formed, leaving only a gap in the east and west ends.

"Look at fifteen friends, and bring him over!" He looked at Han Li and shouted.

Han Li heard the sound, his body was twisted, his body flashed, and he came to the scene.

After the white-haired old man who had already been sensible, he slammed his feet, and his speed was even faster than that of Han Li. He rushed toward him.

Han Likan flew to the edge of the ruins, the white-haired old man had already chased him up, and the bone knife on the outside of the arm spurted out and went straight to his heart.

Just then, a sharp whistling sounded.

A golden flying sword shot directly from Han Li, hitting the old man's bone knife and carrying a string of golden Mars.

The old man was a skeleton and stopped at the sky.

"Dao friends take the stick."

At the same time, Lin Jiu screamed and slammed his wrists and threw a golden stick on the ground and threw it at Han.

Han Li stumbled down and stooped to pick up the golden long stick. One turned over and placed it in the middle of the gap.

On the other side, Lin Jiu almost at the same time, inserted another long stick into the ground.

A bang was heard.

A burst of invisible volatility suddenly rises from the squad, and the plaid on each golden stick has a dazzling golden glow, from which a golden chain is struck, and “哗啦啦” is launched and will be white. The old man was tied up.

The white-haired old man was bound by the body, the silver hair fluttered, and the white steam transpiration, the whole person struggling in the air.

A dozen golden long sticks named "Lock Dragon Stick" were dragged by this giant force and swayed on the ground. It was like a small tree in a storm. It seemed to be in jeopardy, but like a tumbler, it always shook. Does not fall.