A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Looking intently at the buckled giant bell, Han Li rushed towards the ancient treasure basket in front of him with one hand, and with a slight tap, the white gas formed by the object instantly shot to the top of his head.

At the same time, a muffled bell sound of "dang" came out from the giant clock.

The voice was not loud, but Han Li, who was facing the direction of the bell mouth below, felt his mind sinking and his body swayed and he almost fell over.

Another of his most annoying sound attacks!

Han Li cursed in his heart, but he did not dare to neglect the ancient treasure in the air.

There was a flash of light, and the original shape of the flower basket appeared in the white air.

The flower basket then spun around, white rays of light spewed out from it, and it caught the silver bell, and then pulled it up into the blue.

The silver bell would not obey so obediently. The whole body emitted a dazzling silver light, and the bell kept ringing one after another. But because he was surrounded by white air, Han Li felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this, but he was not as unable to stand as he had just been.

At this time, Han Li stopped paying attention to the two ancient treasures above his head and turned his gaze back to the man opposite.

The Young Master of Six Paths, who had regained his composure, was thinking about the scene where the real demon incarnation was destroyed by the golden arc. After his expression changed, he suddenly stared at Han Li.

"Exorcism Divine Thunder! You have the Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapon!" Wen Tianren's voice was filled with shock and anger for a moment.

Except for the rumored evil-repelling divine thunder that specializes in combating demonic arts, he really couldn't think of any other arc that could have such a heaven-defying ability that could instantly destroy his true demon incarnation. The Golden Thunder Bamboo, the thing that caused a bloody storm back then, actually appeared again, and was even refined into a magic weapon by the person opposite, which really shocked the heir of the Six Paths.

Hearing Wen Tianren call out the name of the evil-dispelling divine thunder, Han Li's expression changed slightly, but after he sneered, his expression remained unchanged. He just activated the flower basket magic weapon on his head, wanting to collect the silver bell first.

Seeing this scene, Wen Tianren naturally knew that his guess was correct, and his face turned pale.

As the descendant of the first person in the magic way, his understanding of evil-dispelling divine thunder is far beyond that of ordinary monks. Shen Lei was even more afraid of this.

And after seeing the Six Extremes True Demonic Skill, he was unable to fight back even under the divine thunder. He knew that the rumored ability of this divine thunder to suppress demonic powers was not exaggerated at all. As long as the other party had this thunder, it would be enough to destroy nine out of ten of his demonic arts.

Wen Tianren took a deep breath and glanced at Han Li, who was standing expressionless. His face became gloomy, and a trace of uneasiness flashed through his heart.

He vaguely felt that the person opposite seemed to be his destined enemy in this life. Not only was the cultivation magic weapon not inferior to him, but after possessing the evil-dispelling divine thunder, he was able to suppress his skills. This is something he will never tolerate!

"No matter how much it costs, we will never let him leave the island alive today. Only when we have the Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapon in our own hands can we feel completely at ease." Wen Tianren looked at Han Li and felt fierce in his heart.

At this time, the stunning girl standing further away was stunned by a series of magic spells and treasure battles between Han Li and Wen Tianren.

This girl had already guessed Han Li's true identity when Han Li drove the gold-eating insects. Naturally, I was extremely surprised!

After not seeing him for decades, Han Li's cultivation had soared from the early stage of pill formation to the late stage, which really made it hard for this woman to believe. But then she thought that the rumored Xutian Cauldron seemed to be in Han Li's hands, and she felt a little relieved.

But even so, this woman was not optimistic about the fight between Han Li and Wen Tianren at first. She only thought that Han Li would support him for a while and then he would be defeated and run away. But he never expected that Han Li would have the upper hand at this point in the fight. In particular, Han Li's light golden electric arc defeated Wen Tianren's magic power in one fell swoop, shocking the stunning girl and feeling that her brain was not working well.

The evil thunder! She recognized the origin of the golden arc almost before Wen Tianren recognized it.

Because she had given the half of the thousand-year-old Heavenly Thunder Bamboo to Han Li with her own hands. But how come it has become a ten thousand year golden thunder bamboo now? Could it be that Han Li obtained new Thunder Bamboo materials from other places? At this time, the only answer the woman could come up with was.

This stunning girl is naturally the Purple Spirit Fairy who left Xutian Palace.

This woman's appearance changed drastically, and she actually mingled with Wen Tianren, looking somewhat reluctant. I wonder how many more stories there are!

Now, the Purple Spirit Fairy clenched her teeth and stared into the distance with her beautiful eyes without blinking, vaguely feeling that this fight seemed to be going on.

Seeing that the silver bell was about to be put into Han Li's flower basket, Wen Tianren's expression finally moved. The golden light between his eyebrows suddenly became dazzling, and then stretched and stretched in a subtle way.

In the blink of an eye, a small and delicate horn popped out from between Wen Tianren's eyebrows. It was covered with golden light and covered with incomprehensible esoteric runes. Not only did it not seem to have a trace of demonic energy, it looked like it was filled with the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Looking at the opponent's strange horn, Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a chill in his heart.

Without thinking, he pointed at two giant cyan swords in the distance and fired two more spells.

After a buzzing sound, the giant green sword disintegrated and turned into more than twenty small swords. These small swords were then urged by the Sword Shadow Light Splitting Technique to transform into three sword lights again. Then they swarmed back without advancing but retreated. In the blink of an eye, they flew to Han Li's side, in front of him. It was flying around and circling, and it looked like it had set up a protective shield.

"Okay, very good! I didn't expect that I would be forced to this point. Originally, I thought that except for those old ghosts in the Nascent Soul stage, there would be no one in the Core Formation stage who could be my opponent, but now it seems that there is still It’s really a bit arrogant to sit in Guantian. But it’s okay, I met you now, which can be considered my luck. Otherwise, it will be much more difficult to destroy you after you enter the Nascent Soul stage. " Wen Tianren turned a blind eye to Han Li's actions, but his expression calmed down and he spoke calmly.

With a golden horn between his eyebrows, he seemed to be filled with confidence. The trace of panic that was originally revealed disappeared without a trace.

Han Li's face remained expressionless, but his consciousness had already swept over the opponent.

As a result, Wen Tianren did not experience a sudden increase in his cultivation level or other weird changes, except for a strange horn between his eyebrows.

Han Li frowned, a hint of doubt arose in his heart, and he became more alert.

He didn't realize that what the other party said just now was just lies. This Golden Horn must have some tricks up its sleeve.

Before Han Li could understand his doubts, Wen Tianren opened his hands and shot out eight golden flames from his sleeves.

These golden flames were as small as fists, brilliant and dazzling, and quickly spun around Wen Tianren.

Seeing the other party release something from his body again. After Han Li sighed inwardly, he felt a little depressed and angry.

He knew very well that although he had many treasures on his body, he was definitely one of the few among monks of the same level. But compared with the other party, it is definitely still far behind. After all, given the other party's distinguished status as the Young Master of the Counter Star Alliance and the first successor to the Demonic Way, it would be easy to obtain some treasures.

He couldn't continue to compete with each other for treasures one by one. He had to find a way to either trap the opponent or kill him with one blow.

Han Li didn't know that when he was thinking this, Wen Tianren across from him had almost the same thought in his mind. He also felt a little afraid of Han Li's endless methods. Therefore, he simply stopped using other treasures at this moment and directly used the trump card of pressing the box, and these eight golden flames came out.

At this moment, their flames extinguished, and eight ancient mirrors made of pure gold appeared. These mirrors are about the size of a palm, one side is as smooth as water, with a hint of golden light flowing, while the other side is wrinkled, uneven, and ugly.

When Han Li saw this scene, a strange color flashed in his eyes. He vaguely felt that he had heard of these ancient mirrors, but he didn't think of them for a moment.

"Eight-door golden light mirror!" An exclamation came from behind Wen Tianren, and then the sound stopped abruptly with an "ah" sound.

Han Li was startled, and when he glanced around, he saw the stunning girl, covering her apricot lips with one hand, looking at the golden ancient mirrors with a look of shock on her face.

"Eight Golden Light Mirrors?" Han Li thought about this familiar name for a moment, and suddenly remembered the importance of these small realms. His heart skipped a beat, and his whole body sank.

"Now that my female companion has told me the origin of these mirrors, you must also know how powerful they are. Now, you can die without regrets!" Wen Tianren tilted his head slightly, with profound meaning. He glanced at the Purple Spirit Fairy, then turned back and said coldly.

The golden horn between his brows flashed with brilliance, and a slender golden light suddenly spurted out and hit the mirror closest to him. Then it quickly bounced onto the small mirror next door.

It ejected eight times in the blink of an eye. After each ejection, the golden light became a little stronger. When it ejected from the last golden mirror, the golden light had become as thick as a baby's arm.