A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Countless gold-eating insects swarmed out of the bag and instantly turned into a huge three-color swarm of insects that spread all over Han Li's head, covering an area of ​​twenty to thirty feet. It looked extremely scary.

"Hey!" A surprised voice came out.

Han Li's eyes flashed coldly, and after turning his gaze, he landed on the stunning girl in the distance.

The woman covered the mouth of the cherry with one hand, her eyes full of surprise, and besides that, there was also a trace of indescribable joy.

He couldn't help but be startled. Before he could understand why the woman showed such an expression, two loud "rumbling" sounds came from another place.

Shocked, he couldn't care less about the distraction and turned his eyes hurriedly.

I saw an ancient bronze shield shining with white light flying out of the purple cloud, easily blocking the attacks of the two giant swords.

Seeing this situation, Han Li sighed secretly.

He has never had time to cultivate these flying swords. As a result, these flying swords rely on special materials and are almost as powerful as ordinary Danshi magic weapons.

But now that the cultivation level has advanced to the late stage of pill formation, the power of the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword obviously does not match the cultivation level. Even if the giant sword technique is used, it will not pose much of a threat to the monks of the same level.

Thinking of this, Han Li ordered the two flying swords to fly up and down around Ziyun with a thought, but they were blocked one by one by the ancient shield.

At this time, bursts of low humming sounds also came from Han Li's mouth, and the army of gold-eating insects above his head began to buzz, and then turned into a huge insect cloud, rolling towards the purple cloud.

Although I don't know what this purple cloud is, with the gold-eating insect's talent of eating everything, it is absolutely impossible to resist the devouring of the insects.

"Hmph! The insect repellent technique is really looking for death!" Wen Tianren in the purple cloud saw this terrifying insect cloud falling from the sky. Instead of being afraid, he snorted coldly and showed a trace of disdain.

After hearing this, Han Li became happy instead of angry.

If the other party regards the gold-eating insect as an ordinary spiritual insect, it is really asking for death! Presumably, when the swarm of insects landed on the purple cloud, the opponent would be killed.

Han Li sneered secretly. When he saw the insect cloud falling on the purple cloud, Wen Tianren in the cloud suddenly whispered the word "go".

An amazing scene appeared!

Golden light suddenly appeared in the purple cloud, and then countless golden threads shot out from the purple cloud, shooting in all directions into the cloud of insects that were crowding up.

Then there was a popping sound, and countless insect corpses fell densely from the sky like raindrops.

These golden threads seemed to be the nemesis of the gold-eating insect. The body of the flying insect, which was originally difficult to be damaged by magic weapons, was defeated by these golden threads and could not resist at all.

When Han Li saw this scene, he was naturally frightened and angry, and he hurriedly let out a scream.

When the insects heard this, they immediately turned around and flew back.

But those golden filaments still refused to let go, and actually followed the insect swarm all the way. Large numbers of flying insects continued to fall from the sky.

Han Li's face was extremely ugly. Without thinking much, he hurriedly patted the storage bag and turned it over with one hand. A flower basket with ancient treasures appeared in his hand.

He threw the flower basket into the air without any hesitation.

Suddenly there was a flash of white light, and the flower basket turned into a ball of white air, directly facing the golden threads.

Seeing the white energy passing through the insect swarm like a virtual object and rushing directly into the golden thread, a strange color flashed in Han Li's eyes, and he quickly activated the magic technique with both hands. The white energy immediately rotated rapidly and the light shined brightly.

The golden thread that was originally shot at the insect swarm was immediately stopped and slowed down as soon as it was covered by these white lights.

Chongyun took this opportunity to distance himself and flew back to the spirit beast bag on Han Li's waist.

But Han Li still didn't look good at this moment, because in this short confrontation, nearly 10,000 three-color gold-eating insects were lost. If the Flower Basket Ancient Treasure had not been used to respond, although the insect swarm would not have been completely wiped out, it would have definitely suffered heavy losses.

What kind of magic weapon are these golden threads that have such power?

Until now, he still couldn't believe that the Gold-Eating Insect Swarm was so easily restrained without showing any sign of its power. Makes him extremely depressed!

Han Li was secretly distracted for a moment, and the golden threads in the white air changed again.

After they flashed wildly for a few times, their light dimmed, and their true bodies appeared motionless in the white light. They were actually slender golden needles, only a few inches long, shining with golden light.

Seeing this, Han Li was really horrified.

What this heir to the Six Paths practices is actually the most difficult flying needle magic weapon to refine, and there are hundreds of them densely packed. This made him take a breath.

But then Han Li suddenly thought of something.

But at this moment, the light of the golden needle dimmed slightly, and at the same time it became powerful again.

Then the sounds of "whoosh" and "whoosh" came out, and they shot towards one place at the same time. In the blink of an eye, they condensed together and transformed into a small golden sword.

The golden sword trembled slightly, then shot out, instantly breaking through the restriction of the ancient treasure of the flower basket, and flew straight towards Han Li.

Han Li's face darkened, and he reached into his storage bag, and then a talisman with a green light appeared in the palm of his hand. This is exactly the talisman given by layman Qingyi in Xutian Hall that day.

This object is also a flying needle magic weapon, just take it out to test its power.

He saw the golden sword flying towards Han Li, but after a "bang", it dispersed again and turned into countless golden threads and rushed towards him.

Han Li opened his mouth to the talisman in his hand without hesitation, and a ball of cyan essence was sprayed on it.

The talisman's green light flashed, and it was activated instantly. Then, it turned into a blue light and flew out.

As soon as the green light flew out of the shield, it turned into a sky full of green silk light in the blink of an eye. At a glance, except for the different color from those gold threads, it turned out to be exactly the same shape.

"This is..." Wen Tianren in Ziyun was stunned for a moment, showing a look of surprise.

The golden threads and green light were intertwined and collided not far in front of Han Li, shooting out large and small light groups, and they were locked in a stalemate for a while.

"Qingming Needle! What is your relationship with Master Qingyi? You actually have his Qingming Needle Talisman! This old ghost has always been extremely stingy, and he treats this needle as his lifeblood. Are you not his disciple? ?" Wen Tianren suddenly asked coldly after letting out a surprised cry.

When Han Li heard the other party calling Qing Ming Zhen's name, he was shocked, but then he felt relieved.

It seems that the news about Xutian Cauldron has spread. But the old monsters at the Nascent Soul stage did not leak much about the specific things that happened in Xutian Palace. Otherwise, the other party will know his identity at once just by relying on this talisman package.

Thinking of this, Han Li didn't bother to say anything and just sneered indifferently. Then he directly activated all his magic power, taking advantage of the opponent's momentary hesitation to let the cyan silk light gain the upper hand, forcing the golden thread to retreat step by step.

"Looking for death! Since I don't want to explain, I am too lazy to give any face to old ghost Qingyi. Don't blame me for being rude! Next, I will let you see the power of Luan Xinghai's first magic skill, 'Six Extremes True Magic Skill' !" Wen Tianren in Ziyun became furious and said in a cold voice.

Then those golden threads no longer entangled with the Qingming Needle Talisman, turned around and shot back, flying silently into the clouds in the blink of an eye.

A lunar expression flashed across Han Li's face, but without any delay, he flashed the green silk light, unceremoniously surrounding the purple clouds, and stabbed him wildly.

But the result was just like last time, there was no one in the clouds, all the black threads passed through, but no effect appeared at all.

When Han Li saw this, his face was covered with frost. He immediately recalled Qingsi, turned it into a talisman again, and put it into his storage bag.

This Qingming Needle is extremely powerful, so the power of this talisman cannot be wasted easily.

Looking at the silent Ziyun opposite, Han Li's face was uncertain, with a hint of hesitation flashing across his face, as if he wanted to do something but couldn't make up his mind.

At this moment, the purple clouds rolled up without any warning, and then the wind picked up. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth for dozens of miles nearby was restless, and suddenly poured into the purple clouds like a river flowing into the sea. Then the clouds skyrocketed and began to change color, from purple to gray. And there was a strange clicking sound coming from it. The sound was very small at first, but it became deafening in an instant, making people feel very restless after hearing it.

Seeing this strange scene, the hesitation on Han Li's face immediately disappeared.

He suddenly grabbed the arm of his right hand with his left hand, and then raised his right palm, aiming straight at the gray-white clouds opposite, with an extremely cold and sinister aura on his face.

The nearby spiritual energy of heaven and earth is still pouring in, and the gray-white clouds are also continuing to rise wildly. The clicking sound has completely turned into a thunderous noise, and even the slightly lower cultivation level is shocked every time. People are frightened and have no master.