A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"From your tone, it sounds like you have seen it with your own eyes. Haven't you never been to the Valley of Fallen Demons?" Han Li's heart moved and he asked more questions deliberately.

"Hmph, you haven't seen it, can't you hear it from others. Although the few friends who I entered the valley with are far less powerful than myself, they are not ordinary monks, but with the joint efforts, only one of them was able to escape. It can be seen that the ancient demon's magic power That's awesome." God Lord Dayan snorted a few times, seeming to wake up.

Han Li smiled after hearing this and was about to ask again when a painful roar suddenly came from the black energy that was escaping in the distance. Then a tornado wind suddenly blew from the black evil energy, and all the black energy was swept away. And scattered, revealing the 'Nanlong Hou' inside.

As soon as Ancestor Linghu and the woman in white saw each other clearly, their expressions suddenly changed and they took a deep breath.

Is that human being?

The 'Nanlong Hou' who appeared in front of him completely turned into a monster with two heads and four arms. The neck is one behind the other, one big and one small, with two ferocious heads. On the front and back of the shoulders are four magic arms that are as long as the knees.

Pieces of purple scales appeared on the face of the previous head, and a white horn several inches long sprouted from its forehead. But judging from the features, nose, eyes and size, it is still the original head.

But behind the neck of this head, another slightly smaller head was squeezed out, completely looking like a monster.

Although there are horns on the forehead and scaly cheeks, there are green-faced fangs in the middle of the face. When the black lips open and close, a long black, red and purple tongue covered with flesh thorns actually spits out a foot long, and then shrinks in the blink of an eye. Like a poisonous snake.

What's even more chilling is. The pupils in the eyes of this head are as narrow as slits, shining with a silvery white cold light, and there is no trace of emotion in the movement of the eyes. At first glance, it is definitely not human.

Not only the head, but the body from the neck down and the four long arms are also covered with dark purple scales, densely covered with weatherproof, and the tips of the ten fingers directly grow nails that resemble bone spurs, shining silvery white as they open and close. The light looks extremely sharp.

Seeing this terrifying sight that made people shudder, Ancestor Linghu and the woman in white were frightened, but they were also Nascent Soul cultivators who had lived for countless years, so naturally they would not be frightened by this. As soon as he saw the 'Nanlong Hou' appeared, he stood still and commanded the treasure to attack in unison.

The five-color light beam flashed and instantly enveloped the 'Nanlong Marquis'.

Ancestor Linghu was overjoyed and took advantage of this opportunity to quickly place the giant white ring on him.

The front head of the demon soul has an expressionless face, as if it were a dead person, but the one behind it has a wide grin, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of its mouth.

After seeing the giant ring flash, it suddenly appeared above his head and fell straight down. He was in the five-color light beam and waved his arms lightly. Suddenly, the four magic hands flashed with purple light and grabbed the giant ring tightly. , the movements are not slow at all.

At this time, Ancestor Linghu was startled, but he hurriedly pressed on. The ring was radiant with light, and he tried to break free with a sudden tremor, but the four big hands were like cast iron and could not move at all.

The head behind the demon soul let out a ferocious laugh, and suddenly opened its mouth, and a ball of jet-black liquid as black as ink spurted out, hitting the giant ring.

As soon as the ancient treasure that originally had a flash of aura was sprayed by the black liquid, it whined and the aura disappeared, and at the same time it became as dark as ink, flickering with a strange black light.

"My Mingyang Ring?" Ancestor Linghu shouted in shock. The moment the color of the ring changed, he suddenly lost his mental connection with the ancient treasure of the ring, and his face turned pale and bloodless.

It's unbelievable that this demonic soul has a way to contaminate ancient treasures and snatch them away for his own use.

At this time, three of the four demonic hands of the demon soul let go of the ring, and only one demonic hand grasped the object and waved it gently a few times, and a phantom of the ring appeared one after another. Both heads showed expressions of satisfaction.

"That's right, that's right! I'm worried that there are too few useful treasures in my hands, and this so-so tiger is just right for me." The Head Sect in front of the demon soul said. At the same time, the other three arms moved towards the body, the light flashed again, and a black flag and a small sword with the same black light appeared in the other two hands. The last hand was still bare-handed.

"Hehe! Although I can only demonize a few of your monks' treasures now, these few are enough to deal with it for a while." The demon soul smiled sinisterly.

However, because Han Li was distracted in setting up the formation, the speed of the golden arc and fireball slowed down, falling far behind. As for the swarm of golden gold-eating insects, they were not slow to follow at first, but when they saw the demon soul showing its two heads and four arms, they stopped moving forward in fear and just kept circling in place.

Han Li was shocked. Through the connection between his mind and his mind, he could naturally feel the instinctive fear of these gold-eating insects, and felt a burst of surprise in his heart.

What's more, when he saw this demon using the magic power of two heads and four arms, he immediately remembered the image on the holy film of Brahma and the three-headed and six-armed demon statue enshrined in Master Cangkun's cave. He didn't know what the relationship between the three was. What contact.

The flag in the hands of the demon soul is the ancient treasure of the wind flag that controls the strong wind owned by the old man surnamed Lu. The little sword also looks very familiar. After thinking about it for a moment, he remembers that this object is actually the ancient treasure of the remains of ancient cultivators. one of the. Unexpectedly, they were all used after being defiled.

But no matter what the connection is, now is naturally not the time to get to the bottom of it. He must anger this demon and introduce it into the Great Geng Sword Formation.

Thinking of this, Han Li's face turned gloomy and he suddenly urged the swarm of golden insects to devour. At the same time, the evil-proof divine thunder and the purple fireball quickly rushed towards the demon.

When the demon soul saw this, the two heads let out a strange ups and downs laugh at the same time. Suddenly, there was a blur on the neck, and the heads suddenly exchanged positions. The head in front suddenly turned backward, and the evil ghost's head ran to the front, sticking out its purple tongue, which was really weird.

After the transformation, the demon soul stared coldly at Han Li's menacing attack, obviously showing no intention of avoiding it. He waved his four arms gently and raised the three treasures in his hands. Suddenly, the small sword, the flag, and the ring all appeared at the same time. The black light shines brightly.

Seeing that Han Li and this ancient demon soul were having another battle.

But at this moment, a strange roar like thunder suddenly rumbled from the distance. The roar was so loud that it sounded like rolling thunder, coming from far away. It seemed that the owner of the voice was furious and mad. Even though Ancestor Linghu and the others heard it from such a distance, they were still shocked when they heard the sound, with a look of horror on their faces.

Han Li was slightly startled when he heard such an astonishing roar, but the expressions of the two demon soul heads opposite him changed drastically at the same time. He suddenly put away the treasure in his hand, swayed, and turned into a black light and flew backwards without thinking. At the same time, something similar to a long whistle came out of his mouth, and it flew away in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the direction it was going, it was exactly where the howling sound occurred.

Han Li was stunned at first. After a moment of hesitation, he stretched out his hand and paused the Golden Arc, Purple Fire and Insect Cloud. He then squinted at the demon soul that had transformed into a black dot, with a gloomy look on his face. The weather is uncertain.

If he remembered correctly, the place where the roar occurred was the place where the shocking air wave erupted not long ago, and it was also the location marked on the map of Fallen Demon Valley. Could something astonishingly big happen there?

However, the demon soul flew away in such a hurry, and responded with the whistle from its mouth. Could it be that there was another ancient demon there?

Han Li thought about all the possibilities in the blink of an eye, with a deep sigh on his face, and stood motionless.

When the woman in white and Ancestor Linghu saw the demon soul suddenly turning around and walking away, they felt relieved at the same time. The look on his face softened.

The treasure "Condensing Mirror" that the woman in white relied on was unable to trap the transformed 'Nanlong Hou' who was always feeling uneasy.

Although Ancestor Linghu greatly regretted losing a treasure, he felt lucky to be able to save his life. If he hadn't happened to bump into Han Li here, he and the great elder of the Hidden Moon Sect would have been in really bad luck.

Another monk who was good friends with them when they entered the valley was unprepared and his Nascent Soul was taken out by the 'Nanlong Marquis' and died.

Seeing that the demon soul had really escaped far away and could no longer return, Patriarch Linghu and the woman in white looked at each other and finally moved closer to Han Li.

The magical power that Han Li showed just now was really astonishing. It was impossible for the two of them to just fly away from here without saying a word.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I have to thank you for saving my life this time. Otherwise, I will not be able to escape this disaster." Ancestor Linghu cupped his hands and said extremely politely. At the same time, he turned his eyes and couldn't help but look at the motionless tiger demon puppet beside Han Li and the Tianjue demon corpse that exuded a cold aura. He sighed secretly in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel jealousy rising in his heart.

The other party has so many treasures and magical powers at such a young age, and his future cultivation path is really limitless! It seemed that he had done the right thing by making an agreement with the other party to help Huang Maple Valley. As long as the other party is willing to take action, no matter how great the disaster is, Huang Maple Valley should be able to protect itself within a thousand years.

As for Nangong Wan’s senior sister, although she had had unpleasant things with Han Li before, she could only forcefully smile and thank her in the same way:

"I would also like to thank you fellow Taoist for your great kindness!" The woman in white was still a little embarrassed and her voice was a little cold.

As for seeking revenge against Han Li, after seeing Han Li's current magical powers, this woman completely gave up her thoughts.

"I can't talk about life-saving grace. Han is just protecting himself. What are the two Taoist friends' plans now? Are you interested in following us?" Han Li calmly raised his hand and recalled Jin Hu and other things, or He put it into his body or into his sleeves, and then he spoke slowly.

"Fellow Daoist Han is joking. That thing is so powerful that only late-stage Nascent Soul monks can deal with it. How could we follow it again?" Ancestor Linghu shook his head repeatedly without thinking.

The woman in white didn't say anything, but the look on her face was that of deep understanding.

"In this case, forget it. Although Han is interested, it would be a bit rash to go alone. I'll break up with you two here." Han Li felt a little regretful. If there were two Nascent Soul cultivators who were willing to accompany him, If he went together, he would really like to see what was going on in the distance. But if he was alone, he would not take the risk.

Thinking of this, he didn't wait for the two people opposite him to reply. He raised his head and glanced again at the direction that had not stopped roaring. As a result, he only looked into the distance for a moment, and then his expression suddenly changed and his expression became serious.

"What, what happened?" When Ancestor Linghu saw Han Li's expression, his heart skipped a beat and he asked hurriedly, while looking back.

(First update!)