A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"You are indeed not an ordinary fusion monk. You are actually able to teleport us two here out of thin air. This kind of magical power that directly creates a teleportation circle is very rare! But do you really intend to send us two here? One against two can't win!" The old man in robe stared at the huge Dharma form behind Han Li and asked solemnly with his eyes flashing.

"You are not here in person, so why not fight one against two?" Han Li smiled lightly and said lightly.

"Of course it's okay to say it with your mouth, but as a price for saying this, your Excellency, please give me your life." Hearing this, the old man in the robe laughed angrily. He made a seal with one hand, and a bloody light shot into the sky behind him. Then he got up, and after a trance, he actually transformed into a bloody insect shadow more than ten feet long.

The insect shadow is not only bright red, but also looks like a giant silkworm despite its fat appearance, except that a huge mouth full of fangs appears out of thin air on its head. It looks so hideous and terrifying from a distance!

"Bang" sound!

As soon as Chong Yingfang appeared, he opened his mouth suddenly and a stream of blood spurted out.

As soon as the blood light left the giant mouth, a vague split opened up, turning into countless bloodshot threads and coming towards Han Li in a roll.

“Good time”

The smile on Han Li's face faded, and he shouted in a low voice, and the six arms behind his back moved.

Suddenly there was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and countless golden fist shadows appeared in front of him, and turned into balls of golden light to meet the dense bloodshot eyes.

Loud noises of "rumbling" came continuously.

The moment the golden fist shadow came into contact with the blood threads, they exploded into golden light. The billowing air waves rolled around and blocked the blood threads on the opposite side.

When the old man in robe saw this situation, he snorted coldly. He quickly made seals with his hands, and his fingers suddenly touched the bloodshot eyes.

An amazing scene appeared!

The dense blood threads suddenly twisted and swayed as if they were alive, and with just a tremor, they flashed into the void and disappeared.

The next moment, the void in front of Han Li fluctuated, and countless bloodshot "chichi" spurted out, rushing towards Han Li like a rainstorm and shooting down wildly.

Han Li's expression changed slightly, his feet did not move, but his body slid and appeared a few feet behind him, and the green sword lotus dripping under him suddenly swelled, and the petals of the lotus suddenly transformed into several layers of green light. The curtain was blocked in front of him.

As soon as those bloodshot objects shot into the azure sword curtain, they were immediately shattered by the sword light in the flash of azure light.

There were so many blood threads, but none of them could penetrate the light curtain, and they all turned into pieces of blood mist and dispersed.

The smell of blood suddenly filled half of the sky. !

But what was surprising was that when the old man in robes in the distance saw that his attack was ineffective, instead of showing a disappointed expression, a strange look flashed across the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Han Li seemed to notice something, and glanced at the winged woman on the other side.

As a result, his eyes flashed with a strange blue light, and his expression suddenly darkened as he suddenly discovered something. After quickly sweeping his huge spiritual mind around, one of his arms suddenly made a "crack" sound in a big circle, and he punched behind him with a backhand. Strike like lightning.

"Boom" sound.

The fist instantly became golden, as if it were made of red gold, and the wind from the fist blew together, causing faint thunderous sounds.

At the same time, after a wave of imperceptible fluctuations in the void where the golden fist struck, a translucent and graceful figure with wings suddenly emerged from the fluctuations like a ghost.

In a flash, the golden fist reached the figure's head and struck out hard without any intention of holding back.

As a result, this strange figure seemed to have actively approached his fist as if he had made an appointment.

When the figure saw this situation, his pale face showed a hint of surprise, but his body only twisted slightly, and his figure became blurry again.

After the strong wind passed by, the golden fist flashed past the winged figure's head, but it was empty, as if it hit the void directly.

Only then did the blurred figure really burst into pieces like a bubble.

"ran away!"

Han Li turned around in a ghostly manner, glanced at another nearby void, and murmured with raised eyebrows.

Where he looked at this time, after the fluctuations slightly increased, the winged figure flashed strangely again and looked at Han Li with cold eyes.

It was the winged demon woman.

Near the old man in robes, there was clearly another winged woman floating quietly in place.

No matter the face, expression or clothing, they are all the same.

"This is the first time that Han can practice illusion and concealment to such an extent in the combined existence. If I hadn't cultivated spiritual eyes and my spiritual mind was also powerful, I would have really thought that you were still here. He didn't take action on the spot." Han Li said calmly, and the moment he finished speaking, he suddenly tapped the winged woman next to the old man in robe with a finger.

A roar of thunder!

A golden arc of electricity shot out from the fingertips, and after a flash, it landed in front of the winged woman and struck down.

There was a "pop" sound.

The woman near the old man in robe turned into tiny bits of white light and disintegrated when the arc of electricity reached her body. She was just a phantom.

When the old man in robes and the real winged woman saw this, their expressions changed slightly.

But the next moment, the demon woman spoke gloomily, her voice extremely cold:

"Even if you can escape this blow, what about next time, and the next time?"

"Why, fellow Taoist are still planning to use the same method! Do you think the same method can still be useful to me?" Han Li was slightly startled, but then he chuckled.

"It is indeed the same method, let's continue well."

After the evil spirit appeared on the demon woman's jade face, the wings behind her back suddenly shot up, and her body suddenly disappeared again.

The next moment, Han Li's other side fluctuated, and the woman's figure appeared in a flash, and her two palms transformed into a pair of dark claws and grabbed her.

Seeing this, Han Li flicked his sleeves without thinking, and a green sword light struck out in front of him. After a flash of cold light, he chopped the winged woman into two pieces, but before the body could turn over and fall down, it was blurred out of thin air. It disappeared and turned out to be just a shadow. .

At this time, the fluctuations on the other side started again, and the winged woman appeared like a ghost in the void. When her claws moved, countless claws immediately shot down at Han Li with a hissing sound.

Han Li tilted his head slightly with an expressionless expression, and then opened his mouth.

There was a thunder, and a golden arc shot out of the air and hit the winged woman directly, but it passed through her body and was not where the main body was.

At this moment, a shadow flashed above Han Li's head, and the figure of a winged woman appeared strangely. Her wings fluttered, and countless black lights shot down...

Just like that, the winged woman used incredible escape skills to flash out one after another around Han Li, far and near, and launched various stormy attacks, but she seemed to be like a ghost and was not harmed at all.

"It's somewhat interesting. After the attack, you teleport away immediately, leaving only a phantom to confuse the enemy. This method is indeed interesting, but only by practicing the illusion to the point where it can be real or fake, can you hide it from your opponent. But, right? This method is of no use to me." Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light, and he said with interest. Behind him, the Brahma Saint Dharma Image suddenly moved his six arms, and a golden giant sword suddenly appeared in each hand, and it moved in all directions. He slashed out wildly, catching all kinds of attacks.

The winged woman seemed to have not seen all this, and her figure still appeared and disappeared near Han Li like a ghost. Her escape speed became faster and faster, and her attacks became more and more fierce. It seemed that seven or eight people were attacking at the same time. generally.

Han Li was as steady as a mountain in these attacks, and connected with several waves of continuous attacks. After a moment of relief, he immediately sneered, turned one of his palms, and a black light flashed, and a pitch black hill appeared in his palm.

But before he could activate the mountain in his hand, his face suddenly changed, and there was a "crackling" sound on his body. Countless golden arcs emerged from his body, and instantly turned into a layer of golden electric clothing covering all parts of his body.

At almost the same time, the faint blood mist that had spread all around suddenly transformed into blood threads and shot toward Han Li like snakes.

If Han Li hadn't discovered it earlier, he might have been accidentally attacked by these bloody threads.

Now he just suddenly activated the mana in his body, and the golden electric clothes on his body suddenly swelled up, just hitting the blood threads together.

The sound of "Crack" was loud, the golden electric clothes flashed wildly, and as soon as the blood threads were submerged in it, they burst open with a low and muffled sound.

Balls of blood mist filled the air, and Han Li's figure was submerged in it.

The blood mist only tumbled a few times before becoming extremely viscous, with countless bloody runes faintly flashing inside.

The old man in robes standing in the distance stopped the magic technique he was secretly activating, and at the same time he shouted with joy:

"Fairy Ling, if you don't use that magical power now, how long will you have to wait?"

"Humph, you don't need to tell me, I will do the same."

With a cold reply, the figures near the blood mist flashed simultaneously, and seven identical winged figures suddenly appeared in the surroundings.

The seven demon women, who were not sure whether they were real or fake, appeared. They rubbed their hands at the same time, and a black-red demon flag suddenly emerged from each of them, and then they were thrown into the sky above the blood mist at the same time.

These seven flags are no more than ten feet long, but each has a bright red magic array pattern imprinted on its surface. Once thrown, it immediately transforms into seven black-red balls of light in the air, circling and flying erratically.

As for the seven demon women, they were mumbling words, and pointed at the demon flags in the air with their ten fingers.

The next moment, there were seven muffled sounds including "boom" and "boom".

The flag suddenly disappeared above the blood mist, and seven black-red light arrays emerged, floating strangely above the blood mist.

In the center of the light array, there was a faint blood-red magic flame flashing.