A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Chapter 2106 Battle of the Demon Realm Yellow Turban Puppet

The sound of Sanskrit sounds rose loudly, and countless silver inscriptions surged out from the net. In an instant, they turned into phantoms of big stars and fell straight down.

There was a loud rumble!

Everything within a dozen miles was completely submerged in the dazzling silver light.

The vitality of heaven and earth in the void suddenly became extremely violent, and gray hurricanes were born out of thin air that shot straight into the sky, sucking everything nearby into them and smashing them to pieces.

Earth-shaking explosions were heard from time to time in the giant silver net, but the real situation was completely obscured by the dazzling spiritual light, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

The young man in golden robe controls the entire giant net with one hand, and with the other hand, he puts his hand behind his back and floats it in the sky. He seems not to worry about the three Holy Spirits escaping at all, looking extremely leisurely.

After a cup of tea, the loud noises in the giant silver net gradually became less and less silent.

The young man's eyes moved, and after scanning his mind downwards, a sneer suddenly appeared on his face, and he grabbed the silver net and pulled it back with five fingers.

"Pfft"!

The huge silver net instantly shattered inch by inch.

Hurricanes, silver light and other things disappeared without a trace in a flash, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

But the huge mountain peak that was originally towering below was much smaller than before.

And among the ruins at the top of the broken mountain peak, there are three things that emit a faint light, floating quietly in the low altitude.

An ancient silver mirror about ten feet tall, a half-section of green bamboo more than ten feet high, and a green ball of light.

As soon as the young man in golden robe saw these three things, a hint of joy flashed on his face, and he swung his sleeves downward.

A piece of silver cloud flew out, rolled up the three things into the air, and with a few flashes, they fell into the hands of the young man.

"It's indeed good. As long as you wipe out your spiritual wisdom and take it back for a good sacrifice, these three treasures can barely come in handy." The young man in gold robe carefully identified the things in his hands, and his face showed a smile. He murmured a few words with a hint of satisfaction.

"But these few things alone are not enough. If I get a few more, I can barely use my magical powers. But I heard that Mr. Han of the Spiritual Clan seems to have a Mahayana leader. So. In my current situation, it would take a lot of effort." After the young man put the things away, he muttered to himself twice.

After his expression changed uncertainly for a while, he suddenly made a decision with a cold snort, and then the golden light on his body flashed, turning into a dazzling golden light and disappearing through the sky.

The area around the broken mountain peak suddenly became empty, no moving figures appeared, and everything seemed extremely quiet.

But about half an hour after the young man left, there was a sudden buzz in the mountain peak, and a ball of red light flew out from a pile of rubble.

This light group was no bigger than a fist. After a flash, it stopped in mid-air. There was a crystal purple eyeball-like thing inside.

After rolling his eyes in the air a few times, he suddenly stared at the direction in which the young man in gold robe was escaping and stopped moving.

This object was obviously a magical weapon that was controlled by someone, and it was also hidden from the eyes and ears of the young man in gold robe, which shows how extraordinary it is.

The purple eyes suddenly turned, and then the whole body flashed darkly and brightly, but no sound was made.

It makes all of this seem weird.

Almost at the same time, in a golden palace in the sea of ​​clouds not knowing how far away from here, an old man with white hair and a childish face was sitting on a dark wooden chair, staring at a white crystal ball suspended in front of him, his face gloomy. abnormal.

On the surface of the crystal ball, life-like pictures were slowly changing. What was shown was the scene of the young man in golden robe defeating the three holy spirits just now, and there were also faint voices coming from there.

When the old man heard the young man say the word "spiritual slave", his expression suddenly changed several times, but his eyes flashed and he immediately returned to his original state.

But as the crystal ball screen changed, showing the giant silver net released by the golden-robed young man, the old man suddenly stood up from his chair and let out a low roar:

"The Skynet of Soul-Taking! It turns out to be this thing. It's impossible, even if someone really comes to the immortal world, he can't bring this kind of thing down."

This old man was obviously not an ordinary person, but when he said the words "Shen Ling Tian Wang", his face could not help but twist with hatred.

"No, this is just an imitation. Otherwise, under the restraint of this treasure, how could it take so long to break up the three of them? Yes, it should not be the real Soul-catching Sky Net!"

After the old man saw clearly everything that was developing later, he suddenly discovered something, and his expression became much more relaxed, and he started walking back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.

"However, even if it is just an imitation, it seems to be able to exert a miraculous effect on restraining our spirit race, which cannot be underestimated. This person, regardless of whether he really came from the real immortal world, since he is holding such a thing, he must not be allowed to live Half a step away from our spiritual clan. But if someone really comes from the fairy world, it may be impossible to completely kill him. It seems that the only way is to use that thing to completely suppress this person." After walking around a few times, he suddenly stepped forward. Stop, and muttered a few words to himself in an extremely gloomy tone,

Then the old man turned around, sat back on the chair, and began to think hard about the flashing eyes.

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Among the human race, in a mountain range at the junction of the areas controlled by the Holy City and Tianyuan City, a looming green rainbow shot through the air and flew hundreds of feet away in a few flashes.

The speed of escape is simply breathtaking.

Suddenly, the direction of the green light changed, and it fell diagonally downward into a hidden valley.

With just a flash, green light suddenly appeared on the edge of a gray-white boulder below. Then the light faded, and a man in green robes appeared.

This man had an ordinary appearance and was young, only in his twenties, but he looked calm and unhurried. He looked exactly like Han Li who was supposed to stay in Tianyuan City.

He didn't know why, but he appeared in such a place at this time.

After Han Li glanced at the nearby area, his eyes suddenly froze and he stared at a seemingly ordinary giant tree nearby, staring intently.

"Hehe, you really have good eyesight. I know that this little trick can't be hidden from Taoist Fellow Han's eyes." A melodious woman's laughter came from the giant tree, and then the entire giant tree became blurred and twisted. After being hit, he transformed into a big man in yellow clothes several feet tall.

Next to the big man, there was a beautiful girl wearing a five-color feathered coat. She was looking at Han Li with a smile, but there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"It turns out to be Fairy Ye. I don't know how long I've been here. I'm so polite." Han Li's eyes narrowed and he smiled at the other party and held his fists in his hands.

This woman was the ancestor of the Ye family of the True Spirit Family. Han Li had met her once at a gathering at Wanling Terrace. Her magical powers were unfathomable and she seemed not to be inferior to the ancestor of the Long family.

Therefore, Han Li did not dare to neglect.

"I came here a few hours too early. I originally wanted to use this newly acquired yellow scarf puppet to play a little joke with fellow Taoists, but Brother Han saw it at a glance. It seems that this puppet is quite refined. There are some problems." After the girl in feathers chuckled, she patted the big man in yellow beside her with a jade hand, and there was a hollow sound of "bang bang".

This big man who looks like a real person is actually a refined humanoid puppet.

"Fairy Ye is joking. Even though this puppet has no flaws in its transformation, how can it hide it from your eyes and ears?" Han Li replied with a calm smile.

"It is still possible to say that it is other puppets, but this puppet of mine was made by Old Man Mugu. He can assure me that the transformation technique of this puppet is very likely to be deceived by even the combined monks. But Unexpectedly, the first time he used it against other fellow Taoists, there was no meritorious deeds. It seems that he was exaggerating. However, in contrast, what happened to Fellow Daoist Han's advanced stage of integration seems to be true and not a rumor!" said the girl in feather clothing! He blinked, then smiled.

"Han encountered some opportunities in the past few years, and he was indeed lucky enough to advance to the later stage, but in terms of true magical power, how can he compare with Taoist friends with deep foundations like Ye Xianzi." Han Li coughed lightly, looking noncommittal.

"Hmph, Fellow Daoist Han actually dares to use such words to coax me. I heard that even the incarnation of the Demon Clan's Saint Ancestor and another late-stage Demon Clan Venerable both fell into your hands at the same time in a battle. So. My magical power, and how can I compare it to my concubine? This statement is too false." Hearing this, the girl in feathers rolled her eyes and said angrily.

"It's just some exaggeration. Han was able to kill those two demons in that battle, mainly because of the help of other Taoist friends. Otherwise, I have just advanced to the late stage, how could I have such great supernatural powers." Han Li laughed and responded vaguely.

"Hmph, do you think I will believe it?" The girl in feather curled her lips, looking like she didn't believe it at all. ,

Han Li smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that Han Li didn't want to say anything more, the girl stopped asking any more questions. After putting away the yellow scarf puppet with a slap of her hand, she said to Han Li with a click of her tongue:

"When Brother Han and I met that day, Taoist friend had just advanced to the realm of integration. Now, just a few hundred years later, he has advanced to the later stage. Such a speed of advancement is a bit too evil. It seems that if If the evil calamity broke out at the wrong time, I'm afraid the messenger from the Holy Island would have found Brother Han long ago and invited you to join.'

"Well, Han has heard a little bit about it. I heard that the Holy Island not only transplanted the purest spiritual veins of the human and demon tribes, but also stored and cultivated countless rare materials and elixirs. If you can join them, , it will indeed benefit a lot." Han Li didn't know what the woman meant when he heard this, but he replied calmly.

"Brother Han, does he know that the Holy Island itself is half of Xuantian's treasure, and it is also the last inheritance place used by our two clans to continue the bloodline." The girl in feathers' expression condensed, and she continued slowly.