A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

As soon as the dragon's roar subsided, the dragon's shadow flew into the sky, then circled and then fell, burrowing into Han Li's back and disappearing.

The blood light penetrated the body on the back, and a blood dragon pattern immediately appeared, from blur to clear, several inches in size, and lifelike.

At this time, Han Li's whole body was flashing with blood. From the cheek to the arm, bloody scales the size of a thumb appeared, which were extremely crystal clear. After a sharp pain on his head, a small dragon horn emerged, red as blood. The palms of the hands also became pointed, and transformed into extremely hard and sharp nails.

At first glance, after Han Li's transformation, he looked exactly like the demon soul trapped in the magic circle. It's just that Han Li still has a human face, and the scales on his body are bloody red. The two heads of the demon soul are extremely ferocious, and their scales are purple.

Han Li cast the Soul Subduing Talisman, and the true energy in his body merged with the power of the dragon soul. His cultivation instantly entered the top level of the early stage of Nascent Soul, just a hair away from the middle stage.

Now his whole body was emitting green and red aura, and he grasped the handle of the Blood Demon Sword with both hands at the same time, pouring all his mana into it.

The Blood Demon Sword trembled violently, and then the blood glow rose several feet, exuding a pungent bloody smell.

The red horn on Han Li's forehead was also bright red and emitted a dazzling light due to the full power of the dragon soul.

Han Li had made up his mind. Since the demon soul was trapped in the sword formation, he must not let another ancient demon rescue it. Otherwise, if the two demons merged, there would be big trouble.

But with the other monster's escape speed, it couldn't even wait for the sword formation to close before it had already rushed forward.

The only way is to take the initiative and kill the demon soul first. There is only one monster left, and it is no match for the group of cultivators coming from behind.

Although the consequences of using the Blood Demon Sword are not small, the real energy will be greatly damaged. But he had already thought in his mind that after killing this demon with all his strength, he would immediately escape from the dangerous place and no longer interfere with the group of cultivators' siege on another demon. In order to avoid any accidents happening to him whose cultivation level has greatly declined.

He solved a monster independently, and I doubt other monks would complain about it.

But at this moment, the Blood Demon Sword was like a bottomless pit, swallowing up most of Han Li's spiritual power in the blink of an eye. and

The bloody sword light stretched and flickered, reaching a size of six to seven feet. Han Li himself was secretly surprised by the strength of the gathered spiritual energy.

Seeing this situation, the demon souls in the sword array stared at the sword light, and a hint of fear gradually appeared on their faces.

"Do you want to die? The human monks use the sacred weapons of our holy world so recklessly. Do you want to be transformed into a demon?" The demon soul finally couldn't bear it any longer, and the two heads shouted sharply at the same time.

Han Li sneered and continued to inject spiritual power into the sword, paying no attention to the matter.

The demon soul was immediately furious. ,

It also knew that the other party was deliberately trying to take its life. Immediately the gloomy look appeared on his face! Suddenly there was a flash of blood, and he raised his knife and cut off one of his arms.

The wound was as smooth as a mirror, and not a drop of blood was left. It looked extremely weird!

But the moment the broken arm fell, it had already been caught by another hand. Then he opened his mouth and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood onto it, while a low ancient spell sounded from his mouth.

The severed arm immediately began to flow with light, and blood flashed. After a while, it twisted and squirmed, and turned into a long sword similar to the Blood Demon Sword.

This sword has rugged white bones and is filled with dark demonic energy. With a slight wave, traces of demonic energy rise into the sky.

The demon soul moved the sword in front of him, and actually injected the demonic energy in his body into the sword. A black sword light suddenly appeared on the sword, and it grew rapidly.

Han Li was a little surprised when he saw this scene, and at the same time he felt a chill in his heart.

Although I don't know, what is the power of this sword transformed by the other party's self-mutilation method? But obviously this method is no small matter. He didn't dare to have the slightest contempt.

With a slight change of mind, he immediately stopped injecting mana, suddenly shook the Blood Demon Sword with both hands, pointed it at the demon soul in the sword formation, and slashed it away with one strike.

He would not give the opponent a chance to use the bone sword to its fullest, and immediately launched an attack.

The blood-colored sword light, which was more than ten feet long, slashed out silently and pressed down fiercely into the sword array.

Before the sword light arrived, the demon soul was drowned by the overwhelming bloody air. After the space in the sword formation was shaken, it even began to twist and deform, and inexplicable humming and low sounds sounded from everywhere at the same time.

The demon soul was horrified. The occurrence of this situation is obviously a sign that the sword has been used to its extreme. And if it remembers correctly, it seems impossible for human monks to exert more than half of the power of their demonic holy weapons. Does this have anything to do with the other party's transformation just now?

Although this demon had experienced ancient wars, he didn't know that later human monks had developed incredible talismans like the "Spirit Summoning Talisman". Naturally, I am confused about this.

But now that his life was in danger, the demon couldn't think about the matter. He could only helplessly lift the bone sword that had been injected with a little magic power and hurriedly raised it, and the two heads let out a loud shout at the same time.

A jet-black sword light that was nearly half the size of the blood light shot out from the bone sword with a scream, directly facing the blood light in the air.

After a moment, the two sword lights collided!

A "boom" sound, like a thunderbolt from the blue, came from high in the sky. The two sword lights were intertwined and entangled in an instant. Circles of hurricane-like air waves erupted from the impact point of the sword light, blowing the silver-haired old man back more than ten steps before he could stabilize his figure.

As for Han Li, who relied on his advanced cultivation that was close to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he only swayed a few times, took half a step back, and then stopped moving.

The demon soul regarded the air wave as nothing, and did not move a step at all, but stared at the sky with a nervous look on its face.

A scene that surprised both Han Li and Mohun appeared.

As soon as the air wave passed by, a black and light-free fist suddenly appeared strangely in the intertwining sword light, and quickly became larger, twisted and elongated.

In the blink of an eye, a black thing four to five feet long and several feet wide appeared in the sky above the sword formation.

Han Li was stunned for a moment before he could understand what was going on, when a large swath of five-colored rays of light slanted out of the long thing in a fleeting way.

Because the distance was too close and the rays of light were too fast, the demon soul and Han Li, who was standing at the edge of the sword formation, were covered by the rays of light without the slightest warning, and then swept straight into the air under a huge suction force. However, the old man who retreated more than ten steps away was lucky enough not to be caught in it.

"No! This is a space crack!"

In an instant, Han Li came to his senses. Suddenly, he was shocked, and he was about to forcefully break out of the glow.

But it didn't matter when he mentioned the magic power. Han Li said "swish" and his face turned pale. All the spiritual power suddenly disappeared from the body without a trace, and there was not even a trace of mana that could not be lifted.

Han Li broke out in a cold sweat. He saw that the crack in the space was swallowing him up. In a hurry, he could only use his spiritual consciousness to move the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword arrayed below in a panic. The demon soul that was also sucked into the glow seemed to be facing the same fate as Han Li, with a look of horror on his face.

With a flash of rays of light, Han Li and the demon soul were swallowed up by the crack in the black space without any resistance. At this moment, there was a clear sound from below, and hundreds of golden sword lights emerged in the surroundings at the same time, and then turned into a few. The foot-long golden red shot out into the crack.

At the same time, an extremely furious roar came from far and near. Then a black magic flame in the distance flashed for a few times, and then teleported near the crack in space. The magic flame was extinguished in a flash, and a huge figure like a demon god appeared. It was another ancient demon that had taken over the demon body.

Seeing the demon soul being drawn into the space crack, the demonic eye couldn't help being frightened and angry, but it didn't dare to step into the scope of the glow. However, I happened to see Han Li's last few Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords flying into the cracks, so I thought of it and grabbed these flying swords in the air with one hand.

Suddenly a huge devil's claw flashed out of thin air above these flying swords, and then grabbed the flying swords.

As a result, most of the flying swords made a clear sound, and immediately dodged around with extremely psychic abilities, and shot into the cracks. There were only two mouthfuls of golden light that couldn't be avoided. They were caught by the devil's claws and couldn't move at all.

At this moment, a ball of purple fire roared out of nowhere, and flew into the crack after a mountain.

The tall ancient demon was slightly startled. Just when he was about to make another move, the crack in the air suddenly shook a few times, quickly shrank and closed, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

For a moment, only Cong Mo and the dumbfounded silver-haired old man were left here.

The ancient demon stared blankly at the place where the space crack disappeared, with a look of surprise on his face. Then he turned his head and looked at the old man, with a cruel look on his ferocious face.

The silver-haired old man was startled, and he hurriedly raised his hand and released a yellow flying sword, protecting his whole body, and then slowly retreated, while secretly complaining in his heart. But as his eyes subconsciously turned left and right, a look of surprise appeared on his face again.

"Hey! Isn't this Fellow Daoist Cheng? What happened here? What kind of monster is this?" A calm voice suddenly came from a distance, and a group of monks in green robes appeared more than a hundred feet away. .

The leader, an old man in green robe, couldn't help but look surprised when he looked at the huge ancient demon with two heads and six arms.

This person is Dongmen Tu, the great elder of Yuling Sect. The three people behind them are the remaining three of the Five Elements Spirit Infants.

"Yes, I have this question too!" Almost at the same time, a gloomy voice came from the other direction. Then there were more than a dozen spiritual lights flying towards them. Everyone was dressed in black robes, but they looked like disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect. The person who led the team to speak was Elder Zhong from the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Both groups of monks saw the last scene of the space crack disappearing, and they were all extremely surprised.

"This is a long story. Let's deal with this demon first. However, fellow Taoists, be careful. This demon is extremely powerful. If you are not careful, you will be killed." The silver-haired old man smiled bitterly and could only So said the powerful spirit.

Dongmen Tu and the old man surnamed Zhong looked at each other with doubts on their faces, and immediately said nothing. They immediately led the monks behind them to come closer with great vigilance, and surrounded the monster several feet tall in the middle.

The two huge ghost heads of the demon soul slowly turned and looked at the human monks around them.

The corners of a face's mouth twitched, revealing a strong murderous intent. The other face showed an expression that was half-smiling, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.

It didn't say anything. It waved its four arms gently in the air, and four huge light blades as black as ink appeared in its hands at the same time. With a slight tremor, a harsh scream came from each giant blade.

When the silver-haired old man saw this strangely familiar scene, his expression immediately turned extremely ugly.