A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

But now, most of his mana has been consumed, and his combat power has been reduced to the extreme. He immediately ignored that this place was still on the battlefield, raised his hand, released a yellow futon, and sat cross-legged on it.

Han Li made a seal with his hands, then closed his eyes and began to adjust his breathing.

Although the pills he had just taken could avoid the danger of body explosion and backlash, in such a hurry, it was naturally impossible to absorb them all, accumulating a terrifying amount of medicinal power in his body.

If it is not suppressed forcefully in time, the consequences will be disastrous.

Fortunately, there were magic circles around him to protect him. The leopard and lin beast also flashed and reappeared beside him to protect his hair, so there was no need to worry about any unexpected interference.

After a while, a layer of golden light appeared on Han Li's body, and it slowly circulated. ,

Han Li, who was inside, transformed into a golden god of war and remained motionless.

Suddenly, the skills of his hands changed, and his fingers shot out of his chest like wheels.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and more than a dozen slender silver threads disappeared in a flash.

It was exactly a dozen slender silver needles that he cast into his body, using the power of secret techniques to lock some key points in the meridians.

Then a sleeve flicked, and a dozen more talismans of different colors flew out. After circling, they shot towards Han Li.

"Puff" a few times!

These talismans exploded into balls of flames, and then turned into a dozen large rune shadows, one of which flashed into the body and disappeared.

Han Li groaned, a faint golden light curled up on his face, his aura rose slightly, and then he immediately regained his stability.

After waiting for a while, he finally opened his eyes after taking a breath.

"Finally, we have suppressed it for the time being. I don't know what the situation is like on the other side. Don't let anything happen to the two of them." Han Li put the futon away, stood up, and murmured a few words,

His eyes flashed and he glanced in a certain direction.

If there is nothing wrong, the two Zen masters Jin Yue should still be fighting fiercely with the incarnation of the Bloody Saint Ancestor.

After Han Li pondered for a while, just when he was about to make another move, suddenly there was a violent tremor in the sky, followed by a loud sound like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking!

The sky and the surrounding light curtains instantly shattered inch by inch, and the entire space array was forcibly broken open by someone using extremely powerful supernatural powers.

Thirty-six male cultivators staggered and emerged from the void one after another, some spitting blood from their mouths, or their limbs exploded on their own, and the formation equipment in front of them even collapsed out of thin air under the backlash.

Han Li's expression changed slightly, his gaze narrowed, and he looked away at a nearby place that was suddenly revealed.

I saw a huge skeleton with a crystal-clear blood red body over there, roaring and wreaking havoc.

This huge skeleton is more than a hundred feet tall and has three heads and six arms. Each of its six big hands holds a dark stick weapon.

The six magic weapons were waved together, setting off waves of magic wind, and countless swords and spears rolled out crazily from the black air.

On the top of the skull's huge head, the blood-robed young man was holding a seal with one hand and holding a large black seal in the other, standing there with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was trying his best to move the skeleton under him.

On the opposite side, the silver-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Yue looked extremely embarrassed.

The golden cassock on one body was broken into several pieces, and there was an astonishing bloody handprint on the chest, more than half a foot deep, as if half of the ribs had been turned into powder, but not a trace of blood flowed out.

The other's hair was in a bun, his face was extremely pale, and a seven-color feather fan in his hand was extremely dim.

There are several treasures circling and flying in front of both of them, turning into layers of light curtains to protect themselves. However, under the impact of the demonic wind, they are crumbling, flashing wildly, and they can no longer support themselves at any time.

This bloody skeleton actually possesses such terrifying strength. Apparently, the space restriction just now was forcibly broken by it.

Han Li saw all this clearly and his eyes darkened slightly.

The strength of this last incarnation of the Blood-light Saint Ancestor seems to be much greater than expected.

But there was no expression on his face, only a palm in his sleeve moved slightly.

Suddenly a faint flash of light flashed, and an object was caught in the palm of his hand.

The disappearance of the restriction naturally allowed the three people who were still fighting over there to see clearly the situation on Han Li's side.

The expressions of the three are quite different.

The silver-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Yue were both pleasantly surprised, but the blood-robed young man showed an expression of uncertainty.

You know, there was only a short period of time between them and the Han Li Demon Clan's big man. But now Han Li was standing there safe and sound, while the demonic man had disappeared out of thin air.

The blood-robed young man knew very well that the demon burly man was powerful, and even if he took action, he was not sure of killing him. Naturally, he refused to believe that Han Li could kill the demon lord in such a short time, and his eyes flashed back and forth. Keep scanning.

"Fellow Daoist Han, take action quickly. Let's work together to fight against this beast. Hey, why has Friend Daoist's aura become so weak? It's not good..."

The young man in academic robe over there swept his spiritual thoughts towards Han Li several times. After not sensing the aura of the big demon clan man, the bloody skeleton under him suddenly changed the direction of the magic weapon in his hand, and violently struck into the void where Han Li was. out.

A roar of demonic wind flew out, and in the rolling black wind, there was a flash of cold light, and there were thousands of phantom swords, guns and other demonic weapons and sharp blades.

Obviously, the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor also discovered the weakness of Han Li's aura, and with evil intentions in his heart, he struck Han Li hard with all his might.

With the astonishing momentum emitted by this wave of attacks, it would not be easy for Han Li to intercept them head-on.

But there was no hint of panic on his face, he just threw something out of his sleeve.

After a strange whimper, a pitch-black ring was thrown out, and countless golden flowers sprang out from it.

These golden flowers whirled around in mid-air, turning into fist-sized golden beetles amid the surge of flickering.

There are tens of thousands of them.

Each one is shining with golden light and has a ferocious shape. They are exactly those mature gold-eating insects.

Although Han Li's physical magic power was greatly lacking, his spiritual power was not reduced at all, so he was still able to activate these gold-eating insects at this moment.

And these gold-eating insects, under the urging of their magic skills, suddenly turned into a golden cloud with a buzzing sound and blocked Han Li's way.

Then Han Li pointed a finger in the air, and after the golden cloud condensed, it turned into a huge golden shield.

At this time, the magic wind in the distance swept up and carried countless sharp blades and hit the shield.

There was a series of loud "rumbling" sounds, and bursts of crackling sounds on the surface of the shield, which itself was impregnable. The seemingly menacing demonic wind was completely blocked.

When the young man in blood-robed clothes in the distance saw this, his expression changed slightly, but before he could use any more magical powers, Han Li on the opposite side shouted low, raised his hand and pointed towards him, mouthing the word "go". .

"Bang" sound!

The golden shield disintegrated and opened, and tens of thousands of beetles shot out with a buzzing sound, turning into a golden cloud rolling in. After a few rolls, they arrived in front of the bloody skeleton.

"No, it's a swarm of gold-eating insects!"

After the blood-robed boy glanced wildly at the insect swarm a few times, he suddenly remembered something, his expression suddenly changed, and he roared.

Then the skeleton under him danced wildly for a few times with the demonic soldier in his hand, and then threw it fiercely, turning into six giant black pythons and flying straight towards the insect cloud.

As for the young man in blood robe, he hurriedly stepped on the skeleton under him with both feet. The bloody wind swept him and the skeleton into it, and rolled away quickly.

"Rumble" several loud noises.

The six black giant pythons pounced into the golden insect cloud, and after just a few flashes, they immediately disappeared without a trace.

As soon as the insect swarm condensed, it suddenly transformed into a golden giant eagle. When it spread its wings, it immediately turned into a thick golden light, chasing down the bloody wind at an incredible speed.

The silver-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Yue witnessed all this, with expressions of surprise and then joy on their faces.

"Use that thing quickly, this is a good opportunity!" The silver-haired old man suddenly said with a low roar.

"The poor monk also had this intention." Zen Master Jin Yue's eyes flashed coldly, and he agreed without hesitation.

The two immediately exchanged glances, then suddenly turned their palms over at the same time, and each carefully took out half of the brocade handkerchief.

This brocade handkerchief was extremely burnt, and there were some dirty runes imprinted on the surface, making it look tattered.

But the old man and the monk valued the thing in their hands extremely. As soon as Fang took it out, he immediately muttered solemnly and suddenly sacrificed the brocade handkerchief in the direction of the blood-robed boy's escape.

Two groups of gray light rose into the sky, circled in the air, and then converged in the middle. They merged into a gray Tai Chi diagram and disappeared in the air in a flash.

The sky became dark, and countless black clouds instantly appeared in the sky. Then there was a sound of thunder, and under the clouds and mist, a Tai Chi shadow like a small city fell from the sky, covering an area the size of a thousand acres below. Everything is shrouded under it.

Whether it was the blood-robed boy who was escaping or the other demons in the shadows on the battlefield, they all felt their bodies sinking, and their bodies suddenly became stagnant and slowed down.

However, this kind of restriction is not worth mentioning to those of the Demon Lord level. Although they are shocked, as long as they use the magic power in their bodies, they can bear it as if nothing happened.

As for the young man in blood robe, he was swept away by the nearby bloody wind and his escape speed did not slow down at all.

But at this moment, the silver-haired old man and Zen Master Jin Yue raised their hands into the air more solemnly, and muttered something at the same time.

The sound of deep curses echoed over the entire battlefield.

The next moment, the huge Tai Chi shadow suddenly flashed with light, and shrunk down to the size of a mother with the blood-robed boy as the center.

Countless five-color runes surged out from it, and the Tai Chi shadow suddenly became dazzling, as if it had been completely transformed into light.