A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

On a flat rock near the top of Storm Mountain, a silver giant ape more than ten feet tall was beating its chest with both hands and roaring into the sky. Beneath its huge figure were Han Li and the others.

Han Li stared solemnly at the sky without saying a word, while the two women's faces were extremely pale, with a hint of panic.

Because there are thousands of various Yin beasts with fleshy ribs and wings, circling and flying over the giant rock. The big ones are as big as five or six feet, while the small ones are only about a foot in size, but all of them are ferocious in appearance and fierce. Extremely like.

However, these flying Yin beasts seemed to be afraid of the ferocious aura of the giant ape transformed by the Soul Crying Beast, and they did not dare to fall down for a moment. However, they did not look like leaving, so they were temporarily stalemate here.

Han Li was not at ease at all.

Because it can be seen from the greedy blood eyes of these Yin beasts that their patience is running out little by little, and they might not be able to bear it and swarm down at some point.

Han Li cursed in his mind the fat old man who provided him with the information. Although he mentioned that there are still flying Yin beasts on Storm Mountain, he never mentioned that there were such a large number. I don’t know if he deliberately concealed it or if he really didn’t know.

The few of them had just passed through the foggy area, and they thought they could breathe a sigh of relief, but they didn't expect to be discovered by these flying Yin beasts, and they were immediately trapped here. In desperation, he had no choice but to release the soul-crying beast and let it transform into a giant ape.

He was naturally confident in the ability of the Soul Crying Beast to restrain the Yin Beast, but there were too many Yin Beasts in the sky. Han Li was a little unsure whether the Soul Crying Beast could deal with so many in one go.

But now that the matter was over, he had no time to think about it and could only fight for it once.

Thinking of this, Han Li turned around and whispered a few words to Mei Ning and Zi Ling who were looking ugly behind him. Then he took out a small red slave and a folded animal skin shield from his arms and handed them to them respectively. Two people. And he himself shook his sleeves, there was a jingling sound, and the ten-bit small sword fell to the ground crisply.

On each sword, there was a thin animal tendon connected to one of Han Li's fingers, like a rope dart. However, it was naturally unprecedented for Han Li to control ten at a time.

Just when Han Li was ready, the Yin Beast in the sky finally ran out of patience.

The largest three-headed Yin beast suddenly let out a strange roar. The dozens of Yin beasts closest to Han Li and the others suddenly flapped their wings and swooped down, no longer caring about the pressure of the Soul-Crying Beast. .

The war finally begins!

Almost at the same time as these Yin beasts rushed down, the giant ape suddenly inhaled through his nose, then closed his big mouth and sprayed hard. A large piece of silver light rolled out from the huge nostrils, covering nine out of ten Yin beasts at once. Beasts, these flying Yin beasts immediately screamed in the silver light, and immediately staggered and fell.

But two smaller Yin beasts slipped through the net. With a flap of their fleshy wings, they unexpectedly avoided the silver light of the giant ape, and fiercely attacked Han Li and the others from both sides.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and one of the Yin Beasts was punched out by the giant ape. It was knocked several feet away and flew under the huge rock. It was unknown where it fell.

But another Yin beast, which was five to six feet in size and looked like a vulture, took advantage of this situation and rushed to the top of Han Li and the others, waving its claws unceremoniously.

Han Li didn't move at the same spot with a gloomy expression, but his fingers trembled with great flexibility.

The ten small swords bounced up and roared into a green sword net with cold light, directly facing the Yin Beast above.

A shrill scream came from the Yin Beast's mouth.

Even without the use of mana injection, the sharpness of the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword was not something that this little Yin Beast could withstand. It instantly became torn into pieces, with pieces of flesh and blood flying all over the sky. Han Li's figure swayed a few times, but he was still a little bit contaminated. After frowning, he no longer cared about it.

Because another batch of Yin beasts washed down from the sky.

This time it was no longer a dozen, but more than twenty, pounced from all directions. There are other Yin beasts behind, looking eager to try.

Han Li's heart tightened, and then he waved his hands without thinking, and he extended the beast's sinew by several feet. The green sword net appeared again, but this time the covering area was several points larger, covering Mei Ning and Zi Ling. Also protected inside it.

Silver light, green light, and shrill screams intertwined together...

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Seven or eight days later, during the scorching sun at noon, there was silence all around on the turbid and dark yellow sea. There were no waves or the slightest sea breeze blowing. Everything looked lifeless. It seems that there is no living thing here at all, it is just a dead sea.

But at this moment, the sea water rolled somewhere on the sea surface, and a black mist suddenly emerged from the bottom of the sea.

The dark mist spread quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was more than a hundred feet wide.

But at this moment, there was a burst of thunder, and then the silver light flashed in the mist. A dazzling silver light appeared out of thin air above the black mist. There was a bloated figure faintly inside, and a pair of silver lights seemed to be spread out behind it. wing.

Before he could see clearly who was inside, Yin Mang flashed wildly for a few times and suddenly disappeared, only to appear at the edge of the black mist the next moment.

In the continuous roar, the figures in the silver light kept appearing and disappearing. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a light spot on the horizon as if teleporting, and then disappeared.

It looked very much like he was running away.

The sea surface became silent again, only the black fog was still expanding, and black arcs began to appear, flickering silently within them.

…

Thousands of miles away from the black fog, the silver light finally dimmed after a burst of flickering, and then the bloated figure inside was clearly revealed. It was Han Li holding Zi Ling in one hand, and Mei Ning in the other. , the three of them clung to each other, looking extremely intimate.

Han Li was okay. Although his arms were full of warmth and fragrance, his expression was as usual. The two girls in his arms had a blush on their faces. They looked charming and adorable.

"Okay! It's impossible for the ghost fog to spread here. We finally got out of that ghost place." After looking around, Han Li said with a relaxed expression. Then he calmly let go of the two girls in his arms, quite like a gentleman.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Han this time. If it weren't for Fellow Daoist's miraculous escape technique, it's really hard to say whether we could have escaped from that netherworld."

"Sister Zi Ling said that if Brother Han hadn't been quick to help, we might have been sucked back into the underworld. Thank you, Brother Han."

As soon as Zi Ling and Mei Ning left Han Li's arms, the protective light on their bodies immediately lit up, and they floated next to Han Li and thanked them repeatedly.

A few days ago, after the three of them were in danger several times, they finally relied on the power of the soul-crying beast to kill all the flying Yin beasts and climbed to the top of the Storm Mountain. While they were quietly waiting for the crack to open on the top of the mountain, the two girls actually talked very congenially, and soon they became sworn sisters to Jinlan.

This surprised Han Li.

After just a few days of waiting at the top of the mountain, a space crack of more than ten feet in size appeared hundreds of feet away from the top of the mountain. A large amount of spiritual energy from the outside world poured in. Their magical powers recovered instantly, and they flew out each other overjoyed.

But they didn't expect that the moment they flew out of the crack, a huge suction force appeared behind them, making them unable to move, and even trying to pull them all back to the land of the underworld.

Fortunately, Han Li had quick eyesight and quick hands, and immediately unfolded the wind and thunder wings behind him. After a few shakes, he hugged the two women tightly one by one, then activated the thunder escape technique, and immediately escaped from the black mist, and flew here in one breath. .

In this way, in the face of the kindness of saving each other, the two women's words of gratitude to Han Li were sincere.

"Where is this place? Why does it look a little weird? It's too quiet!" After the blush on Zi Ling's face faded, he had time to scan the nearby sea and said with a frown.

"Hey! Just like what Sister Zi Ling said, there is something wrong with this. There is not a trace of sea breeze, and the sea is too calm." After Mei Ning looked at it, her face also showed doubts.

Han Li didn't say anything, but narrowed his eyes and let go of his consciousness, and began to scan the depths of the nearby seabed.

After a moment, Han Li was stunned, with a look of surprise on his face.

"What, did Brother Han find something? Why are there so few fish in the sea? They all look like ferocious sea beasts, but they don't seem to be monsters." Zi Ling, who also used his spiritual sense to detect it, opened his eyes. Beautiful eyes said in surprise.

"Wait a moment!" Han Li said with a deep breath, then flicked his fingers, and a green sword light several feet long suddenly appeared and shot towards the deep sea below him.

A moment later, under the astonished eyes of the two women, a strange-looking corpse of a sea creature floated to the surface of the sea.