A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

After transforming again, the demon soul let out a ferocious laugh, and then disappeared like a breeze.

The Tiansha Demon Corpse, which was motionless in front of Han Li, suddenly roared and its arms suddenly moved.

Countless green-clawed shadows made "chichi" sounds through the air, shrouding the area in front of them.

The black light flashed, and the figure of the demon soul with two heads and four arms appeared in the claw shadow like a ghost.

A stern look flashed across the Demon Soul Demon's face, and he lightly danced one of his arms towards the claw shadow. Suddenly, the claws were denser than the green claw shadows, and the sharp claw light burst out in front of the Demon Soul.

As soon as the two came into contact, the black light easily tore apart the green claw shadow, and the arm strangely expanded several feet, turning into a black shadow and inserting the five fingers into the mandrill's chest as hard as stone.

After closing his fingers, he directly took out a bloody hole as big as the mouth of a bowl. Black corpse blood flowed out.

The severe injuries that should have killed ordinary monks, but for the demon corpse, only caused a sharp pain in the chest. Instead, he was drawn into a frenzy!

Not only did it not retreat, but instead one of its arms flashed with green light and instantly turned into a three-color pointed cone several feet long, which rushed towards the demon soul and plunged down.

The demon soul let out a soft sigh, not sure whether he was slightly surprised by the mandrill's vitality, or he was greatly surprised by the sharp cone that suddenly appeared.

But after he chuckled, the demon soul sneered instead.

The two arms moved toward the chest like a phantom. As soon as the three-color pointed awl arrived there, it was immediately sandwiched firmly between two palms wrapped in black hard shells, making it impossible to move any further.

Then the corner of Ghost Face's mouth grinned ferociously, his hands suddenly grasped and then twisted hard. The cone must be twisted into two pieces.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and the cone exploded on its own without waiting for the huge force to be applied. A cloud of three-color insects suddenly appeared there, and then the demon soul unceremoniously covered its head.

Such a close distance, such a strange and surprising change, even the demon soul that had already used the magic power to the extreme was shocked.

Seeing that the insect cloud was about to fall, Demon Soul's face flashed with a stern look, and he suddenly opened his mouth, and circles of black shockwaves blurted out, covering the three-color insect cloud that was just around the corner.

A strange scene appeared.

As soon as the three-color gold-eating insect was surrounded by black ripples, its body suddenly became motionless. Then there was a muffled sound of "bang bang", and these flying insects exploded one by one on their own, turning into blood mist that filled the sky, drifting away and disintegrating.

After all, the three-color gold-eating insect is not as tough as the golden gold-eating insect. This cloud of insects was actually shaken by the magic sound in the mouth of the demon soul who had greatly improved, and all the bones were wiped out, not a single one was left.

At this moment, the mandrill's other arm also grabbed hold of him.

A look of impatience appeared on the demon soul's face, and his face immediately turned cold, and his body disappeared from the place after a sway. The next moment, a black fist suddenly appeared behind the mandrill, making a light backhand strike.

It seemed like a slow movement, but for some reason the demon corpse only had time to deflect its head before its fist came in front of it.

At the same time, a foot-long jet-black bone spur instantly ejected from his fist, pierced into one side of the mandrill's head, and then penetrated out from the other side. The mandrill suddenly trembled and all movements stopped.

The demon soul smiled gloomily, and black flames suddenly appeared on the bone spurs and burned fiercely. As soon as he retracted the bone spurs, the corpse mandrill suddenly swayed in the black flames and fell straight to the ground.

From the demon soul rushing into the insect cloud and transforming again, to using bone spurs to kill the mandrill. All this may seem like a long time, but in fact it only takes a blink of an eye.

When Han Li first saw the demonic soul approaching him and the Tianjue Demonic Corpse approaching him, he shot backwards without even thinking, trying to put some distance between him and the demon.

At the same time, he pointed at the many golden sword lights hovering above his head. Suddenly all the sword lights were connected into one with his sword skills, and the sword shadows turned into layers of golden waves. As soon as Han Li's consciousness moved, he would urge these golden lights to press down on the location of the demon soul.

But he didn't expect that in just this moment's delay, the two-headed and six-armed demonic soul defeated the Tianjue demonic corpse that remained in place.

Han Li took a breath of cold air, feeling bitter in his heart and feeling a burst of physical pain at the same time.

This Tianjue Demon Corpse he had just trained was ready for use. He was only driven out here once, and was easily defeated by the ancient demon in front of him. Now, relying on his corpse-refining body, he falls to the ground and his life or death is unknown. But it seems that even if he has not truly fallen, he has completely lost his fighting power.

With this thought in his mind, Han Li's multi-purpose consciousness urged him.

The tiger demon puppet, which was shaken to pieces by the air wave just now, has stabilized its figure again, and the white light flashes towards the demon soul again. And those giant turtle puppets were just like Han Li, scattering and shooting in all directions while blue light flashed from their mouths, and they were about to spray out ice-attribute light beams again.

The heavy sword shadows hovering above Han Li's head were also covered by the roaring demon soul.

Seeing this, the demon soul snorted coldly, waved its four demonic arms slightly, and suddenly black bone spurs sprouted from the elbows of the long arms and the tops of the fists. The spurs were of different shapes, some were curved, some were straight, But all of them shone with a cold light and looked extremely sharp.

Before those tiger demon puppets could get close, the demon soul disappeared from the place with a "whoosh" sound.

All attacks suddenly lost their target, and they couldn't help but pause. At this time, there was a flash of black light, and the demon soul appeared strangely behind a tiger demon puppet. It waved its four long arms lightly, and a "swish" sound broke through the air.

Several black lights flashed on the body of the tiger demon puppet, and it was disintegrated in an instant, turning into a pile of scrap metal.

With a movement of his body, the demon soul disappeared again. A black light flashed on the side of the other puppet, and a thick bone thorn directly pierced the vital part of the chest, and he immediately fell limply...

Han Li looked shocked and angry from a distance, commanding the golden sword shadow to chase the demon soul.

But the demon disappeared from the place for a while, and then appeared in unexpected places. The demon soul's cultivation level has greatly increased, and its escape and concealment skills are perfectly coordinated. In a flash, the tiger demon puppet cannot form an encirclement at all, so it is necessary to resist it.

Han Li has always prided himself on being much better than ordinary monks in close combat. But now I see the methods of the demon soul. But my heart is filled with coldness!

Compared with this demon soul, his melee combat skills are completely pale in comparison. Even if he used the Ming and Qing Spiritual Eyes, he couldn't lock this demon at all.

Just as he was frightened, Demon Soul pulled out the bone spur in his hand from the neck of the last tiger demon puppet, and then glanced at Han Li casually.

The coldness in his eyes made Han Li's heart sink and he felt a little shuddering.

This feeling of ups and downs has disappeared for a long time since the completion of Nascent Soul. But now it comes to mind again.

Han Li took out a breath and tried his best to stay calm.

Now it seems that it is difficult to calmly set up the Dageng Sword Formation with the opponent's weird speed that is almost teleporting. The only way is to delay the time by other means.

After thinking like this, Han Li solemnly pointed at the sword shadow in the air. Suddenly, the sword light rang out and suddenly turned around and shot back to Han Li's head.

Then the golden light swayed wildly, and the sword lights turned into layers of golden waves, protecting Han Li impervious to wind and rain.

Then Han Li made a seal with his hands, thunder sounded on his body, and thick golden arcs emerged from his body. At the same time, many slender arcs intertwined and formed a layer of golden electric clothing on his body. The golden light is eye-catching.

At the same time, he opened his mouth again, and a ball of dazzling purple light came out.

After a "Zila" sound, the purple flames grew rapidly. Then a scream came from the fireball, and a purple firebird about a foot long appeared out of thin air in the purple flame. It spread its wings and flew around Han Li's body. Purple sparks scattered, flickering and extinguishing, very gorgeous.

This is all the purple heavenly fire that Han Li has refined so far.

Han Li's series of methods seemed to arouse the interest of the demon soul. After a grimace on his face, the ghost stood still and didn't move, as if he wanted to see clearly what Han Li was up to before striking out with thunder.

Han Li glanced at the ferocious appearance of the demon soul with an expressionless expression, his eyes flickered, and suddenly he flipped his hand, and a strange blood-red sword appeared from the palm of his hand.

This sword is several inches in size, but its entire body is blood red and crystal clear, emitting a dazzling blood color. And within the sword body, there was a faint trace of black energy that could not move around, which looked extremely strange.

This is the blood demon sword obtained from the woman in white.

As soon as the bloody sword appeared, it trembled and buzzed on its own before Han Li could move it, and a bloody aura suddenly filled the air.

Han Li knew that using this sword rashly would lead to serious consequences, but now that life and death were on the line, he couldn't care less. Opening his mouth, a ball of green essence sprayed onto the small sword.

The bloody light was dazzling, and the sword suddenly rose to a length of about a foot and floated up at the same time.

Han Li grasped the hilt of the sword with a solemn expression, glanced at it, and waved it gently. Suddenly, he felt a large amount of true energy in his body pouring into the sword. He couldn't help but hurriedly cut off the magic connection in shock, secretly muttering something about the evil nature of this sword.

Then Han Li held a sword in one hand and looked coldly at the demon soul opposite.

The demon soul, who had always had a ferocious look on his face, suddenly changed his expression when he saw Han Li taking out the Blood Demon Sword. At the same time, he stared at the sword without blinking.

When Han Li looked up and saw the other party's expression, he couldn't help but be startled and a little surprised.

"Very good, I didn't expect that you even have the sacred artifact we left in this world in the past. If you are willing to hand over this sacred artifact to me now, I can bypass your life and let you leave this place." After a moment, the devil Hun finally confirmed that the Blood Demon Sword in Han Li's hand was what he thought it was. After a hint of joy flashed across his face, he actually said such words.

"Holy weapon? Is this a magic weapon from your ancient demon world?" Han Li was naturally surprised and asked with a frown.

"Humph, you don't need to know anything about the Holy World. I just ask you whether you agree or not!" Demon Soul didn't want to say anything more at all. After glaring, his voice turned cold.

"If you are a human monk, for the sake of your own life, it would be okay for me to agree. As for you, hehe..." Han Li rolled his eyes, with a sneer on his face.

(First update!)