A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

The monks next to the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect took orders and sent a message to the disguised Li brothers who were sitting in the magic circle. But then, with a stunned expression, he turned to the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect and asked for instructions again:

"Young Master, the two elders said that there are three monks who are too far away from the formation. After activating it, they cannot restrain those three people in the formation. They also need to ask the young master to find some way to draw those three people closer!"

The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was a little stunned in his eyes and frowned secretly.

This situation was a bit beyond his expectation. It stands to reason that the forbidden range of this temporarily arranged Yin Fire Formation is not small, but there are still people within this range, which is a bit strange.

Thinking of this, Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, raised his head and looked forward. Sure enough, he found that there were three people outside the control range of the magic circle.

Two of them, a man and a woman, were two monks from the Hidden Moon Sect. They were kissing each other and whispering under a big tree in the northeast corner of the circle. They looked like they were hiding from everyone and were in the midst of their adultery. look. And in the direction to the west, near a certain mountain rock more than ten feet away from the control limit, stood an ordinary-looking young man in a yellow shirt, looking at everything on the mountain indifferently. It was Han who believed in being cautious. stand.

"It must be these three people!" Wang Chan said to himself thoughtfully.

After pondering for a moment, he whispered a few words to the Ghost Spirit Sect monk beside him. The subordinate who was listening kept nodding in response.

Then the Ghost Spirit Sect monk, wearing the clothes of the Yan family, walked out of the earth platform and fog, then stood not far from the magic circle, and began to shout loudly:

"All the guests who came to participate in the conference came to sign up by drawing lots. After the number of people was counted, the treasure hunting conference officially began..."

This man's shout immediately attracted the attention of other monks, and then they involuntarily moved closer to the magic circle. Even the pair of male and female disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect came over reluctantly and stepped into the restricted range of the formation.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Wang Chan's mouth could not help but curl up slightly under the mask. But when his eyes turned to where Han Li was in the west, the sneer on his lips immediately froze.

Because in his eyes, Han Li was completely motionless and had no intention of stepping forward to draw lots to sign up. He even crossed his shoulders and watched with interest as the monks gradually gathered together.

"Which sect is that man a disciple of?" Wang Chan asked coldly after a while.

"Looking at the clothes, he should be a monk from Huang Maple Valley!" The Ghost Spirit Sect monk on the side seemed to have noticed the displeasure of the young sect leader, and replied cautiously.

"Tell the two elders to take action! This Huang Maple Valley disciple is very interesting. It would be good to leave it to me to exercise his hands and feet." Wang Chan said lightly, but there was a faint flow of blood in his eyes, as if there was a trace of blood. taste.

"Yes, young master!" Several ghost guards behind him shuddered and replied respectfully.

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Looking from a distance, Han Li was standing on the side of the rock, seemingly watching the monks sign up with a smile on his face. But if someone gets closer and takes a closer look, they will find that his smiling face is so stiff and forced, and there is a little bit of sweat on his forehead.

"That Yan family is a monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect!" This was the discovery that made Han Li feel like he was struck by lightning a moment ago.

Originally, when the ghost sect appeared dressed as the Yan family, Han Li had no suspicion at all. He even planned to go there after hearing the other party's request to sign up.

But when this person waved to greet the monks from behind, Han Li was surprised to find that this Yan family member actually had half-inch long dark green nails, which were exactly the same as the nails of the yellow-haired weirdo from the Ghost Spirit Sect that day!

Han Li was stunned, and immediately felt a chill in his heart, like cold water poured over his head.

"Most people don't have these dark green nails. Could it be that this person is...".

In his heart, Han Li was horrified and made an unbelievable assumption, and naturally refused to take another step forward.

While he tried his best to keep a smile on his face, his eyes were already looking around. But the surroundings seemed normal, and it didn't look like someone was ambushing me. Could it be that that person's nails were just a coincidence?

As soon as the idea of ​​this coincidence surfaced, Han Li immediately denied it himself! There are so many coincidences in this world, and even if it is a coincidence, he does not intend to take such a risk, especially when the magic circle looks so wrong!

Thinking of this, Han Li no longer hesitated. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the divine wind boat immediately appeared in his hand, but before he could throw the gun, a lazy voice suddenly came from above his head.

"I didn't expect that you are not very old, but you still have some sense! You saw the flaw so quickly and wanted to run away! Don't you want to save your fellow disciples?"

Han Li's heart sank, he tiptoed without thinking, his body suddenly jumped back, and he was shot backwards for more than ten feet, and then he stopped. But then he patted his body with one hand, and a layer of red shield immediately enveloped him. At the same time, inside the shield, another layer of cyan shield appeared close to his body.

At this time, there was another slight sound of surprise in the air. I don't know whether it was some admiration for Han Li's quick reaction, or some surprise at his skill of releasing two layers of shields at the same time.

After hearing this, Han Li, who felt slightly relieved, raised his head and looked into the sky with a solemn expression.

I saw dozens of feet high in the air, a green-robed man with a silver mask, standing in the wind on a giant fork several feet long. The fork was completely green and had a layer of black air lingering around it, which made people feel uncomfortable. I felt chills in my heart after seeing it.

Seeing this scene, Han Li felt a chill in his heart and couldn't help but blurt out:

"Young Master of the Ghost Spirit Sect?"

"Hehe! It seems that no further introduction is needed. You recognize me as the best! However, do you want to take the initiative to enter that formation and live a little longer, or do you want me to pull out your soul right away?"

The blood in Wang Chan's eyes was much thicker than when he was on the earth platform just now, and most of his eyes were red, with a hint of animality faintly reflected. This made Han Li glance at him and his heart was churning, wondering what kind of terrible secret technique the other party was practicing.

However, when he heard what the other party said about "inside the formation", Han Li couldn't help but turn his head. As a result, the sight of their eyes making Han Li's face became terrifyingly gloomy.

At some point, a huge black light curtain covered the area of ​​more than a hundred feet centered on the huge magic circle. The inside of the curtain was filled with thick black and red mist, making it difficult for people not only to see nothing about what was going on inside, but also to be silent inside the curtain, with no sound coming out, as if there was no one at all.

Around the light curtain, eight green-robed monks stood scattered. They were paying close attention to everything inside the black curtain, and did not even glance at their young master.

It seems that the young master’s subordinates are really confident in their young master!

After Han Li glanced at it, he quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to distract him any more.

There is no doubt that although this young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect is only in the middle stage of foundation building, he is definitely a terrifying opponent! If he's not careful, he will stay here forever.

Thinking of this, Han Li stretched out his hand, and a little white light burst out from his palm. Then it rose up against the wind, and in an instant it turned into a white scale shield, blocking him in front of him. With another hand, he threw the divine wind boat into the air seven to eight feet behind him and slowly floated there.

According to Han Li's plan, of course he would set up a divine wind boat and escape immediately. Only an idiot would fight head-on with the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect here!

Let’s not talk about whether we can beat the young master of his faction. Even if we can get rid of this young master, he still has a lot of helpers waiting behind him! He doesn't have the ability to defeat a large number of people, and he won't do such a stupid thing!

Therefore, for Han Li, it was better to return to Yellow Maple Valley quickly and report the collusion between the Ghost Spirit Sect and the Yan family, which would be considered as fulfilling his purpose. As for Dong Xuan'er, Senior Brother Feng and others, they can only count on her (his) master to save them personally.

When Wang Chan saw Han Li's move, she laughed wildly, with a hint of madness that made Han Li shiver.

"Want to run? Where are you going? Go to hell!"

After saying that, the figure of the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect suddenly turned around on the fork, and in an instant, a thick red mist that looked like blood rushed out from his body, and then turned into a height of more than ten feet. A cloud of blood swept towards Han Li with great force.

Seeing this, Han Li didn't dare to hesitate anymore and jumped onto the divine wind boat with full spiritual power. In the blink of an eye, the people and the boat turned into a white light and flew away quickly.

"Haha! Don't you know, kid! My Blood Spirit Escape Technique is extremely fast, and you can't escape at all!"

Wang Chan's wild laughter followed Han Li closely at all times.

Although he hadn't turned back yet, Han Li did feel that the other party's voice seemed to be getting closer and closer.

This guy's escape technique was really faster than the full speed of the divine wind boat. Han Li's face turned blue!

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