A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

The three demonic dragons that were originally hovering under the black-robed young man now disappeared over the pond mountain.

I don’t know whether it was dropped by the fallen man who was also affected by the self-destruction just now, or whether it was collected by the young man in black robe who used the secret technique first.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that a mere fusion monk could escape from the self-destruction just now. It seems that I have underestimated you. However, everyone else here has lost their lives, and you will not be an exception. I personally Take your life." The young man in black robe squinted his eyes, glanced at the injury on one side of his body that was about to recover, then looked at Han Li with a cold look and said.

"If I'm not mistaken, your energy consumption in self-protection just now is much greater than mine. Coupled with the recovery of your physical body, the demonic energy in your body is probably less than one-third of the previous one." Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly. , replied unusually calmly.

"So what! Under the influence of this Black Demon Dagger, do you really think that you can escape by chance alone? Besides, the restriction in this valley has been broken. We can't compare to each other." Hearing this, the young man in black robe laughed angrily and slashed high into the sky with the black giant sword in his hand.

There was a sound that broke through the air!

A jet-black sword light that was more than a hundred feet long roared out and flew straight into the high air and rolled away fiercely.

Han Li's face changed slightly when he saw this, and his thoughts quickly changed. A golden light flashed from behind, and the golden body with three heads and six arms appeared again. Then, with a sway of his arms, he seemed to be about to strike a pose.

But at this moment, a very pleasant female voice came from high in the sky nearby:

"I didn't expect that fellow Daoist Yuan Yan would still be so loud after not seeing her for so many years. I am also on the island now, do you plan to kill me together?"

As soon as the words fell, a piece of pink petals emerged from a higher place where the black sword light swept away, and rolled together, condensing into a giant pink flower the size of an acre, spinning non-stop.

A burst of rich floral fragrance spread out, and countless pink runes surged out from the giant flowers.

There was a flash of dark light, and the huge sword light was absorbed into the giant flower out of thin air.

After the giant pink flower flashed wildly, it transformed from a giant to several feet in size.

As the petals trembled slightly, the heart of the flower rippled together, and two figures, a man and a woman, appeared silently.

One person's white dress fluttered out of the dust, and the other person was wearing ferocious black armor with an ugly face!

It is none other than Saint Ancestor Baohua and Black Crocodile!

"It's you!"

When Holy Ancestor Yuanmeng saw the woman in white, he was shocked and screamed. He could no longer maintain his composure, and there was a faint hint of fear in his eyes.

"It seems that fellow Taoist Yuanmeng has not forgotten my concubine. However, I haven't seen you in these years, and your cultivation has not made any progress. It seems that fellow Taoist Yuanmeng has not yet cultivated the spiritual grass you want." Baohua The Saint Ancestor's beautiful eyes flashed and he said calmly to the young man in black robe.

At this time, Han Li's face changed slightly when he saw the sudden appearance of Holy Ancestor Baohua, but after rolling his eyes a few times, he lowered his slightly raised arm again.

After entering the demon world, he vaguely felt that something had been monitoring the actions of his group, but no matter whether he used his spiritual eyes or spiritual thoughts to explore, there was always no result, and the ancestor of the Long family and others also found nothing. , I can only bury this matter in my heart with doubts.

Now when he saw the woman in white, he felt a little enlightened.

Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng no longer cared about Han Li. He stared at the woman in white with his eyes fixed on the woman in white. After his expression was uncertain for a while, he suddenly said with a ferocious expression:

"Baohua, when did you come here? How dare you enter the holy world? Yuan has to say 'admiration'."

"Why don't you dare to enter the Holy Realm? Are you still afraid that you and Liuji will not be able to join forces? I was already on the island before you came, and I watched such a good show from beginning to end." Baohua Saint Ancestor Yushou He stroked the black hair on his shoulders and asked in an unusually calm tone.

"So, you colluded with these spirit world people to get here." The young man in black robe's eyes flashed slightly.

"Collusion is out of the question, it's just taking advantage of the situation. I didn't expect that they would have a fake immortal body, and even the Spirit King sent two souls to mix it in. Now it seems that this step was not wrong. . You were severely injured in their hands." Baohua said lightly.

"Hmph, if it weren't for this Bitter Island, I wouldn't be able to use any of my magical powers, and I would be injured by a mere self-destruction? Baohua, you don't have to bluff. That nightmare blood curse on your body was originally I fought it myself. Even if you have the body of a true demon, you will never be able to regain your original strength. Now your magical powers are only 20 to 30% of what you were before. Besides, even when you are at your peak, can you really kill me?" The young man in black robe snorted coldly and said in a very sinister tone.

"You're right! Not only was I attacked by Liuji, but I was also sneak-attacked by you with the Nightmare Blood Curse. Most of my mana had to be used to suppress the injury. But you think that if I didn't have some confidence, I would Did you appear here?" The woman in white replied lightly.

"Even if you have any means, you can fight me desperately. But don't forget, the nightmare method I practice has seven blood-dropping souls. Even if I lose the current main soul, soon, the other blood-dropping souls will also There is one who automatically transforms into the main spirit. You are just wasting your efforts." Although the muscles on Yuanmeng Saint Ancestor's face twitched, he immediately said with a fierce look.

However, he said it easily, but his words were obviously extremely wary of Baohua.

"With my current means, it is indeed impossible to kill all the blood-dropping souls. However, once you lose the main soul, if you practice again, how sure are you of surviving the next catastrophe of the devil? "Saint Ancestor Baohua smiled slightly and asked in return.

"If I can't survive the next calamity of the devil, I will never let you have an easy time. At worst, I will come to the spirit world in my true body and hunt you to the ends of the earth in person!" Upon hearing this, the young man in black robe had a smile on his face. Unable to maintain his composure any longer, he shouted loudly.

"The arrival of your true body is easy to say, but aren't you afraid that those old monsters in the spirit world will join forces to wipe out your true body? If it could be easy to come, I would have done so." Baohua chuckled, and there was something at the corner of his mouth. Said sarcastically.

"Baohua, what you said is wrong. Just because you couldn't do this back then doesn't mean that the three ancestors now can't do the same thing." After being silent for a moment, Holy Ancestor Yuanmeng sneered. Words.

"Oh, there is something like this. It seems that after these years of not seeing each other, the three of you have really come up with some tricks. But it doesn't matter. I didn't come here for you when I entered the Holy Realm this time. What happened back then needs to be investigated. , the only one who has a big grudge against me is Liu Ji. You are just a conspirator at most. If I were you, I would have launched a sneak attack without hesitation. So before I killed Liu Ji, I have no intention of fighting for you." Baohua's face darkened and she suddenly said this.

"Are you serious about this?" Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng's heart moved, but he still said coldly.

"Although my cultivation was better than yours at the beginning, the price I paid to keep you in the current situation is too high. The recovery of my injury is not worth the gain. I can swear the oath of the devil in front of you, and before my magic power is restored, I would never take action against you before." Baohua said shaking her head.

"In that case, don't tell me what your purpose is for coming here today. You just want to see how embarrassed I am." Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng looked startled, a little surprised.

"If you hadn't kept this black magic dagger on your body, I might have other ideas, but now, I'm just here for this person." The woman in white said slowly, raised her arm, and pointed out a jade finger He actually rushed towards where Han Li was.

Han Li, who was quietly listening to the conversation between the two ancestors of the demon clan in the distance, suddenly changed his face when he saw this scene and shouted "No!"

The phantom with three heads and six arms suddenly flashed in front of him, and once again turned into a golden body blocking the front. At the same time, Han Li also suddenly raised one of his arms, and his fingers spread apart.

There was a muffled sound of "boom". ‘

The body of the Brahma Saint's golden body trembled, and a certain part of his chest suddenly dented. With a flash of white light, a hole as big as a fist appeared out of thin air, and a terrifying attack invisible to the naked eye penetrated from above. It passed by and shot towards Han Li's body.

When Han Li saw the golden body like this, he suddenly let out a low roar without even thinking about it. A dark green light suddenly appeared on his arm, and he went straight to meet it with his fingers spread out.

After an earth-shaking loud noise, a violent wave erupted in front of Han Li, and rolled wildly in all directions. At the same time, a green hurricane appeared directly and rose into the sky.

The woman in white frowned!

The few attacks just now used up almost 80% of her available mana. The attack, which was so close to the Mahayana stage, was actually taken by Han Li. This was really unexpected.

After all, according to what this woman originally thought, even though Han Li was not weak in magical powers and had several extremely mysterious treasures on his body, he must have exhausted all his means when the pseudo-immortal self-destructed, and he should be able to easily succeed with a full blow.

However, as one of the three original ancestors of the demon clan, this woman naturally did not have this ability. After letting out a breath, a slender hand suddenly turned over.

Suddenly, a pink glow bloomed in the palm of my hand, and a crystal clear pink bud slowly emerged.

Baohua glanced at Han Li lightly, flicked her wrist slightly, and was about to throw the bud out, but at the next moment, her expression suddenly changed, and the thing in her hand stopped moving.

The green hurricane in the distance suddenly dispersed, revealing Han Lilai who was still holding a palm in front of him.

What Han Li couldn't do at this moment was that a sword shadow that was expanding and contracting suddenly appeared in the center of the palm with his fingers spread apart!