A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Mo Jianli was naturally startled. After a low drink, his protective aura suddenly rose, and he wanted to break the fire chain with his powerful magic power.

But the red flames of the fire chain rolled, and as the spiritual light of the body protection surged, it also became stronger.

Mo Jianli activated the spiritual light several times in succession, but was unable to break free from the fire chain for a while.

The face of this human race Mahayana finally changed.

At this moment, the bald spirit clan had once again activated the Dharma behind him and waved the seven-color token again.

After a thunderous "boom", the surface of the seven-color token was distorted and blurred, and a large seven-color rune was sprayed out from it.

The rune spun around and suddenly swelled, turning into an unusually gorgeous handleless light blade.

It was about ten feet long, and under the flow of crystal light on the surface, the mouth, nose and other organs were vaguely transformed, giving people a strange feeling of being a living creature.

After Mo Jianli swept his mind over this bright light blade, with his cultivation in the Mahayana stage, a creepy feeling suddenly arose in his body.

At this moment, the light blade transformed by this talisman buzzed loudly!

"not good!"

Mo Jianli's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly let out a low roar. Then a burst of glow shone around his body, and several different types of defensive magic weapons flew out from his body at the same time, transforming into groups of auras to protect the sky above.

Under the restraints of the fire chain, these treasures were already the defensive treasures that he could release at the fastest speed. Even though there were other more powerful defensive methods, he had no time to use them at this time.

At this moment, the light blade in the air disappeared in a blur.

At the same time, a bright glow flashed above Mo Jianli's head, and the several defensive treasures he sacrificed were silently cut into two pieces, as easy as cutting tofu.

After there was no longer any obstruction, the light blade brightened and slashed down on Mo Jianli's head.

Before it really fell, a sharp ray of coldness struck first.

At other times, Mo Jianli could have easily avoided this attack by simply flying away, but in this situation, his body was unable to move even half an inch under the restraints. He could only watch in shock and anger as the bright sword light fell towards him. And down.

Suddenly a stern look appeared on his face, and the sky above his head was covered with light. A small man who was the same as his body loomed in the light, and he raised into the sky holding a silver dagger in each hand.

Seeing the critical situation, Mo Jianli, the great human race man, actually released the Dacheng Nascent Soul, preparing to catch this seemingly terrifying light blade. There was a muffled sound of "Bang", and a figure flashed past the bright sword light like a faint blue smoke. Just a seemingly indifferent punch actually shattered the sword light, and then a flashing figure appeared in front of him. Mo Jian was more than ten feet away from one side, and his true body appeared in a flash of light and shadow.

It turned out to be a young man in green robe with a faint smile, it was Han Li himself.

He, who was not far away, saw that Mo Jianli was in danger. He immediately teleported over with incredible speed and blocked the blow.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Han, for your help!" Mo Jianli was naturally overjoyed. The figure above his head blurred before disappearing again into the Tianling Cap.

This human race Mahayana finally slowed down, made a seal with one hand, muttered something in his mouth, the light on his body dimmed, and then he opened his mouth and sprayed it on himself.

A white energy of unknown magical power suddenly came out in a roll!

As soon as the blood chain came into contact, it immediately made a strange "sizzling" sound, and in the surprised eyes of the two Spirit Race men, the billowing red flames suddenly stopped, and at the same time, the body showed the slightest cracks.

At this moment, Mo Jianli's laughter suddenly rose, and his two arms were pulled away from his body.

A series of crisp sounds of "bang bang" came!

The fire chain actually shattered and opened inch by inch.

Even though this chain of fire was extremely mysterious, how could it really trap a Mahayana being? Mo Jianli could easily get out of the trap as long as he was given a moment of time.

As for the shattered bright light blade, although it was restored to its original state under the hurried urging of the bald Eldar man, the seven-color token suddenly became extremely dim, and it was obvious that it only had the power to make one or two cuts at most. The bald man glanced at Han Li and Mo Jianli on the ground for a few times, and then he was really sure that they were two Mahayana beings, and his expression suddenly turned gloomy and uncertain.

As for the spirit tribesman who was born with red flames, when the fire chain was broken, he opened his mouth and spurted out several balls of blood, and his breath weakened a bit.

"Juniors Ling Yin and Ling Zhi, pay homage to the two seniors! I didn't know it was the two seniors who arrived just now, so I took action rashly. I hope you can forgive me!" After his expression changed continuously, the bald man stood up and rushed underground. A deep courtesy.

Han Li chuckled, and with a sway of his body, he crossed a distance of several hundred feet and appeared on the ground not far from the archway. He looked at the two men up and down, but didn't say anything.

After Mo Jianli snorted, he appeared next to Han Li and said with an ugly expression:

"The methods you just used were all based on those two treasures. But these two treasures are definitely not yours to possess. They were given by that old monster, the Spirit King."

Although Mo Jianli was a Mahayana, he almost suffered a big loss at the hands of two fusions. Even though the opponent was a sneak attack and had an amazing treasure in his possession, it made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Senior, forgive me. The two juniors also did this under the orders of Lord Spirit King." The bald man's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly bowed and explained.

"It was the old ghost King Spirit's idea. Tell me why he gave such a valuable treasure, and it seems to be specially used to deal with beings of the same level like me. Otherwise, how could I suffer a loss?" Mo Mo said. Jian Li's expression showed no relief at all, and was still extremely gloomy.

The bald man hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and after looking at each other with his companion, he opened his mouth to say something.

But at this moment, a sound broke through the air from high on the mountain peak, and six more startling rainbows shot down.

Seeing this, the two fused spirits were overjoyed, and their expressions suddenly softened at the same time.

Han Li's expression moved slightly, but he still stood aside without saying a word.

When Mo Jianli saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, but there was a hint of danger flashing through.

The escaping light appears in a flash!

Six spiritual tribesmen who were dressed similarly to the bald man suddenly appeared at the same time. They were in the same fusion state, with faint traces of treasure aura coming out of their bodies, and each seemed to be protected by a strange treasure.

As soon as the six spirit clansmen saw Han Li and Mo Jianli clearly, and then used their spiritual thoughts to sense their unfathomable cultivation levels, their expressions changed slightly, but they didn't show much surprise.

This caught Han Li's attention.

"The six fellow Taoists arrived just in time. I was just about to go and inform them that two Mahayana seniors have come to visit the Holy Mountain. However, the two of us took offense without checking and were apologizing to the two seniors!" said the bald man. He was extremely clever. Although he felt relieved, he still spoke respectfully on the surface.

Han Li smiled slightly when he heard this.

After hearing this, Mo Jianli's face became more and more gloomy.

When this Spirit Clan man said this, he would not really take action to teach these two Fusion Stage Spirit Clan, otherwise when he meets the Spirit King again, he will inevitably end up with the reputation of being a big bully, and he may not be able to explain to him.

At this moment, the six Fusion Spirit Clan also stepped forward to greet Han Li and the two of them with the same respect.

One of the old men with a white horn said with a smile:

"It is naturally an honor for our clan that these two seniors can come to the Holy Mountain. Lord Spirit King had known that the two seniors would be arriving in the near future, so he has been waiting in the Purple Air Palace for a long time."

"You've been waiting for us for a long time!" Mo Jianli was stunned when he heard this.

Han Li raised his eyebrows and felt a little surprised.

"Didn't you two seniors have made an agreement with Lord Spirit King a long time ago... Aren't you two Lords Xue Ran and Hei Lin from Dijiao Island!" The old man Baijiao finally noticed the strange expressions on Han Li and Mo Jianli's faces. He saw something and said in surprise.

Obviously, he also realized that it seemed that he and the others had made a big mistake.

Seeing this, several other spiritual clan members couldn't help but look at each other in shock! "Xueran, Heilin! I have heard of these two people. They seem to be two alien Mahayana who dominate a certain sea area in the middle of the continent. I heard that they are famous and have great magical powers, but unfortunately I have never interacted with them. Hehe, but it doesn't matter. ! I am Mo Jianli, and next to me is Fellow Taoist Han Li of the same clan. I wonder if you have heard of it." Mo Jianli chuckled and said slowly in a strange tone.

"It turns out that they are Senior Mo and Senior Han from the human race. I just misunderstood and asked you to forgive me. But I don't know if these two seniors suddenly sneaked into the sacred mountain of our race. Is there anything that needs my help?" Old Man Baijiao After his face changed continuously, he secretly complained in his heart, but he hurriedly asked with no less respect in his mouth.

"It's nothing. I and Fellow Daoist Han came here this time just to meet Fellow Daoist King Ling. Now that Fellow Daoist King Ling is already waiting above, this is naturally the best thing. We don't have to worry about running this trip in vain. !" Mo Jianli said with a smile after his gloomy look faded.

When Han Li heard this, he couldn't help but smile.

It seems that arriving early is worse than arriving by chance!

I was originally afraid that the Spirit King would deliberately hide behind closed doors, but now I don’t need to spend much effort.

The only worry was that he didn't know the true intention of this spiritual king suddenly inviting two alien Mahayana people at this time.

"This... this is not good. Lord Spirit King just invited Senior Xueran and the others. If the two seniors... also want to meet, I am afraid that the junior and others will not be able to make the decision. They must go up and report it." Bai Jiao The old man looked a little embarrassed, and after a while, he said hesitantly.

"What do you mean? Xue Ran and the others can go see the Spirit King, but we can't! Do you really think that our human race is easy to bully? You don't even need to take the Mahayana in your eyes." Mo Jianli's smile faded again, He suddenly took a step forward and said, a terrifying spiritual pressure that seemed to crush the surrounding world came out of his body.