A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Immediately the dagger buzzed, and those strange insect patterns suddenly came to life and wandered around on the sword.

The old man surnamed Yu waved his arm, and the dagger immediately turned into a streak of blood and went straight to the iron cage to slash down.

With a "bang" sound, as soon as the bloody light touched the iron cage, there was a loud thunder and countless golden arcs appeared.

The blood light immediately bounced away with a whimper, and in a flash it turned into a dagger and fell back into the hands of the old man surnamed Yu.

"Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder"

The old man was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly put the dagger in his hand under his eyes. He immediately found that the object in his hand had several small cracks, and it looked like it had been seriously damaged.

If Han Li saw this scene again, he would naturally be surprised.

The golden arc that bounced off the iron cage earlier seemed somewhat similar to the divine thunder he practiced, but after a closer look, it was somewhat different.

Although these golden arcs were also shining with golden light, every time they flashed and exploded, there were faint purple-gold runes looming, and their power was far greater than the evil-dispelling divine thunder that Han Li had mastered.

"It's really a divine thunder to ward off evil spirits... No, it doesn't seem to be an ordinary divine thunder to ward off evil spirits. By the way, I have long heard that in addition to being proficient in several types of thunder power, Master Tianding seemed to have mastered a method to refine the pure power of thunder. The magical power can increase the power of ordinary lightning by more than ten times out of thin air." The last old man was also shocked when he saw this scene, but immediately frowned and said.

"This is a big trouble. Originally, the evil-proofing divine thunder has a great restraint effect on our witch-spirit lineage. Now that this divine thunder has been refined and purified, how can we break it?" The old man surnamed Yu held the dagger in his hand. After collecting it, he said bitterly.

This sword may seem inconspicuous, but it actually possesses several incredible powers. Now that it was damaged unexpectedly, it naturally made him feel very sad.

"Don't worry, no matter how powerful the evil-proof divine thunder is, it is just a dead thing if no one is personally in charge. At most, it will take more time to crack it. I am worried that the restrictions on this iron cage are not only This kind of thing, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to break the subsequent restrictions." The old man surnamed Wu said thoughtfully as he stared at the strange spikes on the iron cage and the long bloody chain wrapped around the body of the corpse.

"No matter how difficult it is, we must open it, otherwise our trip will be in vain. Anyway, let's try this time to see if my Netherworld Yin Water can break the evil-repelling divine thunder first." The last old man said energetically. It vibrated slightly, opened its mouth, and spurted out a gray gourd.

The old man pushed the gourd into the void with one hand, and the object suddenly turned upside down. After a flash of light on the surface, billowing black water poured out from it.

This water seemed to be extremely cold. The moment Fang Yi flew out of the gourd, the temperature of the nearby void suddenly dropped sharply. At the same time, traces of gray air emanated from it, and a strange smell of decay came out.

The old man muttered something again, and the black water immediately circled in the high air, and suddenly turned into a vague black dragon. It opened its teeth and claws, and rushed straight towards the iron cage.

Thunder rumbled again on the surface of the iron cage, and as countless golden inscriptions appeared, a layer of golden electric grid immediately emerged.

The roar started!

The black water and the golden arc immediately burst out and intertwined with astonishing light.

…

Han Li stood in an extremely tall hall, looking at a lifelike statue towering on the altar table opposite, thinking about something with flashing eyes.

This statue is about the same size as a real person. It is a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe and a blood-red sword slung across his back.

The statue looks squinting forward, with an indifferent expression, giving people an ethereal feeling that is different from other people in the world.

On both sides of the Taoist statue, there are spiritual beast statues of a cyan giant eagle and a silver mantis. They are also vivid and look very ferocious.

"This is probably Master Tianding. No one else can have such grace." After looking at it for a while, Han Li murmured and glanced at both sides.

On the ground on both sides, four two-foot-tall blood-armored puppets and two unknown skeletons were lying staggering.

Although the four blood-armored puppets were lying on the ground quietly and motionless, their armors were smooth and shiny, without even a trace of scars. The giant hammers, giant swords and other weapons in their hands were intact, as if they could be used at any time. Just jump up again.

As for the two corpses, one only had a half-transformed body left, and four black flying swords were broken into more than a dozen pieces and scattered around him.

The head of another corpse disappeared completely, but beside it was a mostly broken purple shield and a short silver ruler that was completely twisted into a twist.

Two corpses were lying between two blood-armored puppets. Looking at the fallen posture, it seemed that they were fighting these puppets and died at the same time.

Judging from the faint aura still remaining on the bones, it should be two of them who had fought the giant beast in the hall below.

However, after Han Li carefully looked at the two corpses several times and found no other remaining magical artifacts, he suddenly disappeared without a trace and appeared in the sky with a flash of his body. Behind the statue of Ding Zhenren.

There was a small, incomplete magic circle, and in the center was a milky-white stone platform about ten feet in diameter. There were several grooves of different shapes on the surface. It seemed that something was originally inlaid with it, but now it is empty. It seemed like it had been taken away long ago.

At the edge of the magic circle, two other corpses were lying on the ground with their heads raised almost next to each other. However, the silver armor on one body was shattered inch by inch, and the skeleton was directly pierced through the Dantian by a bone hand of the other party.

The other one was wearing a green robe, but the bones wrapped inside suddenly turned as black as ink, as if they had been poisoned by some strange poison, and died instantly.

This time, Han Li only looked at the two skeletons and made a move with one hand. Suddenly there was a "Puff" sound, and four storage bracelets of different colors flew out from the two skeletons at the same time. It fell into his hands accurately.

After Han Li briefly glanced at the items in the storage bracelet with his spiritual thoughts, he put them away without changing his expression and looked at the damaged magic circle.

"Teleportation Array"

Han Li checked it and immediately discovered that the teleportation function was originally set up, but unfortunately it was a one-time use, and the entire magic circle had been completely destroyed. Even if he wanted to repair it with his skill in the magic circle, it would not be possible in a short time. things.

After Han Li circled around the magic circle for several times, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and stopped at a dark red mark on the magic circle. He grabbed it with one hand, and a small ball of extremely weak weapons flew out from it. The bloody light was extremely dim, as if it might flicker out at any moment.

Han Li flipped it over with one hand, and the vial containing Bingpo's essence and blood appeared again.

There was a "pop" sound, and before any magic technique could be used, a small ball of blood flew past the vial as soon as it appeared, and disappeared into the vial in a flash.

The flashing blood in the vial was immediately stronger than before.

"Sure enough, it is the remaining essence and blood of fellow Bingpo Daoist. It seems that it should have stayed here and been transmitted through this magic circle." After Han Li murmured a few words, his eyes fell on the damaged one again. After getting up the magic circle, a faint smile appeared on his face.

With a flick of his sleeve, a series of array flags, array plates and other array equipment flew out, as well as a dozen fist-sized crystals of different colors, all of which were suspended around the array without exception.

Han Li's expression condensed again, and one of his hands became a little empty.

With a "chi" sound, slender green light several feet long flew out from the fingertips, and quickly began to repair the missing spiritual patterns in the damaged areas of the magic circle.

Although it is impossible to restore the same appearance as before, with Han Li's formation skills restored to 70 to 80%, there are enough means to restore the teleportation power of the formation. …

One day later, an astonishing wave erupted in the sky above the Blood Lake. A black monster with the head of a deer, covered in pitch black scales, and holding a giant silver blade suddenly appeared in the wave, and raised the knife and pointed downwards. Cut down hard.

The piercing screams resounded throughout the cave!

Wisps of gray air appeared out of thin air on the surface of the silver giant blade, and clusters of light green light balls emerged out of thin air under the blade.

After the giant blade flashed through the nearby void, it immediately became distorted and blurred, as if it was about to be cut open.

Another earth-shattering bang.

A ball of green blazing sun burst out from where the giant blade struck, and came more and more in a rolling flash.

An astonishing aura of destruction immediately spread out in all directions, squeezing the blood lake below into a huge open space about a mile in diameter, revealing the bottom covered with countless Baisen skeletons.

There was a "boom"!

After a huge silver arc as thick as a water tank flashed through the sky, dark clouds suddenly rolled in the sky, and then a dense rain of blood fell wildly, covering the entire blood lake.

After the green scorching light dimmed and finally rolled out of thin air, the situation below was clearly revealed in the rain of blood.

I saw the three saints of Wu Ling, suspended in mid-air in three directions at this moment, each holding a foot-high statue that was as tall as a deer-headed monster.

The huge iron cage surrounded by three people in the middle had a gap more than ten feet long at the top.

"Haha, okay. It's worth it that we spent so much effort and finally broke this cage open. What are you two fellow Taoists waiting for? We went in together." The old man surnamed Yu said with a loud laugh after witnessing this scene.

Then he put the statue in his hand away, and it turned into a green rainbow and shot towards the gap in the iron cage.

The other two old men also had excited faces, and as they escaped from the light, they also escaped into the iron cage in a flash.

Even after the monster with the head of a deer and a human body was struck, it was still floating quietly above the iron cage without moving.

When the three old men reappeared in a flash of light, they were already more than ten feet above the centaur and half-horse skeleton. They looked at the body that was still tied up with blood-colored chains again with joy on their faces. exist.