A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Seeing such a huge iceberg, Zi Ling seemed to be dying. His face turned pale and he couldn't help but glance at Han Li on one side.

Han Li was standing in the middle of the light shield formed by the giant shield, his expression calm as usual, without any sign of panic.

Seeing this, Zi Ling became calm in her heart. He knew that Han Li had other means of protecting himself, so he was so calm.

What was somewhat beyond Zi Ling's expectation was that Han Li did not move or use any magic weapons or magical powers in the following time. Although the blue iceberg was shaking under the impact of boulders and air waves, it was extremely tough, and finally there was a trace of No cracks appeared.

Zi Ling was pleasantly surprised and realized that this blue ice was not condensed from ordinary cold air. It seemed to be three points harder than fine steel.

After a cup of tea, this astonishing wave of air finally blew past wildly and fled far behind Han Li. The loud rumbling sound also became silent as the white line disappeared in the distance.

"What on earth is this? How could there be such a thing in Fallen Demon Valley?" Zi Ling let out a breath, turned the colorful clouds in front of her back into a brocade handkerchief, put it in her hand, and then asked Han Li doubtfully.

"I don't know, but the spiritual energy in the distance is wrong and very chaotic. And this air wave is really amazing and cannot be created by ordinary people. Is there something wrong with some space crack? But this air wave is so fierce, I See if the invisible ones in the inner valley can block it. It's okay if you encounter Nascent Soul monks, most of them can protect themselves. If they rush to the outer valley, those pill-forming monks will be in bad luck." Han Li's eyes flashed He moved and murmured.

After hearing what Han Li said, Zi Ling frowned and used her spiritual consciousness to sense the front. Although she sensed a slight abnormality in the spiritual energy, it was too far away for her spiritual consciousness to sense. More carefully.

"There's something wrong. Brother Han, do you plan to go over and take a look?" Zi Ling blinked her beautiful eyes and asked softly.

"Past? Why do you want to go there? Regardless of whether this air wave is man-made or it happened by chance, it is not a good place. Although I am a little curious, I don't want to cause trouble. Let's go back the same way! Anyway, this trip is into the valley. Most of the targets have been reached, and now after this sudden change, the Ghost Spirit Sect will probably not care about looking for us anymore. It is a good time to escape." Han Li hesitated for a moment, then said slowly with a decision.

Then he stretched out a finger and pointed at the huge shield in front of him. Suddenly, the light shield on his body quickly collapsed and disappeared. The shield also quickly shrank, reduced to a few inches in size and was stored in his sleeves.

As for the iceberg in front of him, Han Li stretched out a palm and lightly pressed it against the ice wall. Suddenly there was a bright blue light, and the iceberg shrank and melted in an instant.

After a moment, a small ball of blue flame that was the same as before melted into the palm of his hand.

Seeing this scene, Zi Ling's bright eyes flashed with surprise.

Han Li raised his palm and looked at it, with a trace of satisfaction on his face.

This method of putting the ice flame back into the body was a way of using the ice flame that he had just realized using the insight he had in the illusion. Although it was only my first time doing it, I felt as if I was familiar with it. It was as if it had been practiced many times. It really surprised Han Li himself!

This shows that what he experienced in the illusion was not an illusion, but a higher level of understanding of heaven and earth. In this way, with the first experience in the realm, he has great hope of advancing to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

A slight smile appeared on Han Li's face, and he turned around to say something to Zi Ling. But at this moment, suddenly there was a light flashing from the sky behind the two of them, and then two escaping beams flew in one after the other. Light.

One yellow and one white, swaying and trembling, flying towards this side as if running for their lives.

"Hey!" Han Li glanced over with his consciousness and let out an unexpected sigh.

"Why, does Brother Han recognize these two people?" Zi Ling also used his spiritual sense to explore, only to see that the owners of these two escaping lights are Yuan Ying stage monks, and found nothing else, so he couldn't help but ask. One sentence.

"Of course I recognize him. He and I still have a little dispute!" Han Li frowned slightly, then stared into the distance with a strange expression and said calmly.

The two people in the distant light, one with a sallow face and wearing a yellow robe, turned out to be the ancestor Linghu of Huang Maple Valley, and the woman in white next to him, with a pale face and a cold expression, turned out to be the great elder of the Moon Covering Sect. Nangong Wan’s senior sister.

These two people also came to Fallen Demon Valley, and Han Li couldn't help but be a little stunned!

He had not seen these two people entering the valley before. It seemed that they had either disguised themselves or sneaked in at the end of the valley on purpose.

The two people now had a look of fear on their faces, and they tried their best to escape from the light. Although there was no one behind them, they seemed to be followed by something scary, and they didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Han Li felt very strange. But these two people are not weak in magical powers!

Ancestor Linghu is a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and Senior Sister Nangong Wan is also extremely sharp in martial arts. The two of them teamed up to go down the well and ran away in embarrassment. It’s unbelievable!

Could it be that the one chasing after him was Master Mulan, the divine master named Zhong?

Thinking of this, Han Li felt a chill in his heart.

His relationship with the Mulan magicians was extremely bad. He had destroyed the good deeds of the Mulan people several times, and many high-level magicians from Mulan died at his hands. If he met the divine master surnamed Zhong, he would probably attack him mercilessly.

Thinking of this, Han Li did not dare to hesitate. He immediately swayed and reached Zi Ling's side before the two people in the distance noticed it.

Before the woman could speak in surprise, Han Li made a seal with his hands, his body flashed with spiritual light, and a piece of green cloud suddenly appeared above the two of them, and the veil fell down lightly.

The figures of Han Li and Zi Ling faded in the green light and disappeared without a trace in an instant, becoming invisible.

At this moment, two rays of light in the distance came close to the top of the mountain where Han Li was.

Han Li could vaguely see clearly the livid and gray complexion of Ancestor Linghu. Suddenly, Han Li's eyes flashed, and he stared at a place more than a hundred feet away behind the two of them, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Where do you want to go? Why, you don't even want your companions! Tsk tsk, you two have good cultivation, and your soul is thick and strong, so you can be a great complement to me. How could I let you run away this time? There won't be any more accidents. You two should just stay calm.

This wild laughter was unbridled and had no intention of restraining at all. After a few short words were spoken, the sky nearby was buzzing, and the monks within a dozen miles could hear it clearly.

Then, where Han Li was staring, at a certain point behind the two escaping lights, a black light suddenly flashed, and a wisp of black light appeared strangely.

As soon as this black light appears, it becomes erratic, appearing and disappearing. But every time it flashed, the distance to the escaping light in front of it was strangely shortened. After a while, Heimang was only fifty or sixty feet away from the two ancestors of Linghu in front.

At this moment, a figure faintly appeared in the black light. Although it was extremely blurry, Han Li hurriedly looked at it intently.

However, I don't know what kind of secret technique this black light is. Even with his cultivation level, he can't let his spiritual consciousness penetrate it. He can only take a look at it from the outside. But the figure of this person was quite familiar to Han Li. With a quick thought, he recognized this person. Han Li was shocked!

"Nanlong Hou? Why is he here, and why is he like this?" Han Li was extremely surprised.

This man is the demonized "Nanlong Hou".

Although Han Li didn't know that the opponent's body had been invaded by the demon soul, he was no longer the original Nanlong Marquis. However, the opponent's demonic energy was so strong that one person dared to chase and kill the old man Linghu and the great elder of the Hidden Moon Sect. , naturally knew something was fishy, ​​and did not act rashly.

At this time, the black mang driven by "Nanlong Hou" saw that he was only thirty feet away from the two people in front. There was a sinister smile in his mouth, and after a "pop" sound, the black light exploded directly.

A ball of demonic energy as black as ink appeared out of thin air, wrapping him up in it, and then the black light flashed wildly for several times. Nanlong Hou disappeared in the black energy in an instant.

The old man Linghu and the woman in white were always paying attention to the actions of "Nanlong Marquis". When they saw his strange disappearance, the two of them turned into expressions of New Year's greetings. They stopped hiding at the same time, each raised his hand, and looked at the black ancient mirror. , and a handle of yellow jade Ruyi flew out at the same time, each turning into a ball of spiritual light, protecting the two of them.

Not far in front of the two of them, there was a flash of black light, and dark demonic energy spurted out without warning, instantly filling an area of ​​more than ten feet. Nanlonghou's figure flashed and swayed in the black energy.

"You clearly know that you are not my opponent, but you still insist on resisting. It is really stupid!" Nanlong Hou said with a ferocious smile in the black air, and seemed to wave his hand casually.

A loud "bang" sound came, as if an invisible giant hand hit the light shield formed by the mirror of the woman in white. Immediately, the person and the surroundings were hit and shot backwards seven or eight feet away. Only then did he stagger and barely stabilize his figure.

Ancestor Linghu's originally livid face was even more ugly at this moment.

"Who are you? Not only do you possess the body of fellow Taoist Nanlong, but you also dare to devour the soul of our monks. Do you really think you can be the opponent of all the monks who enter this valley? This time you enter the Falling Demon Valley. There are dozens of monks who are at the Nascent Soul stage and above. No matter how powerful you are, you will never escape death." Old Linghu suddenly shouted sharply.

"Dozens, hehe! Great. I thought you were the only human monks in the valley. Now that there are so many Nascent Souls for me to swallow, I am not in a hurry to find the body first. . As long as all the Nascent Souls are swallowed up, I must be able to recover seven or eight points of my soul power!" Not only was Nanlonghou not afraid, but he said with a sinister smile.

Then there was a loud "boom", and the black energy exploded into pieces instantly. Then a black figure shot out from the black air with a series of afterimages, heading straight towards Ancestor Linghu.

(Second update! Khan, I had something urgent this morning. I went out to deal with it and wasted some time. This chapter is updated a little late. I hope you can forgive me.)