A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Han Li appeared several feet away with arcs of electricity all over his body. The golden arcs on his body were dazzling, like the God of Thunder coming to the world. When the nearby demonic cloud came into contact with him, it was completely wiped out, revealing a piece of it that was more than ten feet in size. The space actually enveloped the old man as if he were a guest, and his figure was undoubtedly exposed.

"Ah!" The old man in green robe couldn't help but whisper, and then he realized that something was wrong, and immediately his body flashed with light, and he hurriedly escaped from the place.

But since Han Li had taken the risk to use his thunder to sneak here, how could he let him go so easily.

With a flicker of his body, the man came to the front of the old man with a series of phantoms. He raised both hands, and a purple flame and a touch of golden light shot out at the same time.

The old man in green robe was shocked when he saw Han Li's figure growing so fast. He didn't care about anything else. He hurriedly opened his mouth and blew out a ball of white air onto the ancient shield in front of him. A green wall of light emerged from the shield, lying across Han Li's face. and the old man.

After a flash of purple flame, it hit the light wall unceremoniously.

"Zila" sounded softly, and a scene appeared that stunned the old man.

The purple cold air spread quickly on the light wall, and a thick layer of ice quickly covered the entire light wall, sealing the ancient cyan shield inside.

"What kind of skill is this? Why is it so overbearing?" The old man couldn't help but be horrified.

Another golden light also shot out.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and the golden light disappeared from the ice wall in a flash. But immediately a ray of golden light suddenly appeared in front of the old man.

The green-robed old man was startled, and his figure almost subconsciously dodged to one side.

Immediately, he felt a chill on his shoulders and an unbearable pain.

He quickly glanced sideways in fear, only to see that one of his arms had been cut off by the golden light. And if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, I'm afraid the head would have fallen off.

The golden light circled and then shot high into the sky. It was a golden sword that was about an inch long.

When he looked back, he found a small hole in the ice wall in front of him. The golden light was so sharp that it penetrated directly through the ice wall and the double barrier of the light curtain formed by the ancient shield as if it were nothing. It was really unbelievable.

The old man didn't care to marvel, he was extremely frightened and angry at this time.

He quickly struck a talisman on his body, and after the bleeding stopped, he gritted his teeth and looked forward, intending to cut Han Li into pieces. To repay the pain of a broken arm.

But wherever his eyes glanced, there was nothing in front of him, and there was no trace of Han Li at all.

"Not good!" When the old man saw this, his heart sank, and a chill surged from the depths of his heart. He didn't care to look for Han Li anymore, and quickly dug into the storage bag with one hand, trying to take out a Let’s protect the whole body with this treasure.

But it was already too late.

There was an inaudible muffled sound from behind the green-robed old man, and then his protective aura was broken by something. A purple flame wrapped around his palm, and pierced through the chest from behind at lightning speed, and purple ice instantly It permeated the entire body, sealing it alive in ice.

The old man felt a stinging pain like needles all over his body silently, he could not move at all, and he felt great fear in his heart.

At this time, Han Li, who was suddenly behind him, showed no intention of holding back.

The sleeves of the robe fluttered lightly without hesitation, and a golden electric grid was placed under the hood. Where the arc flashed and exploded, purple ice cubes shattered inch by inch. And a baby shrouded in black light suddenly shot out from the broken ice. After a flash, he teleported away in a panic.

However, Han Li, who had expected it, shouted coldly, and the power grid glowed brightly. After the old man Yuanying teleported, he plunged into the golden net and was unable to escape.

A chill flashed at the corner of Han Li's mouth, and he made a seal with his hands. The golden net shrank suddenly, and then suddenly exploded.

The old man's Yuanying disappeared into nothing in the flash of golden light.

It only took a moment from the time when the old man launched a sneak attack on Han Li to when Han Li mercilessly killed the old man in green robes. The big man in yellow robe and the other two demons of Fangjian Mountain had no time to rescue them at all.

Seeing Han Li so easily kill an old man of the same level in the middle Nascent Soul stage, the two of them were horrified at the same time, and their faces turned pale at the same time.

The old man in yellow robe moved his lips slightly without thinking too much, and transmitted a few words, and then he and the True Lord Tianfeng in the hurricane, did not care to continue to besiege King Xuan Ye, suddenly put away the magic weapon, and the two of them shot backwards at the same time. In the sand and mist, the figure disappeared.

King Xuan Ye was seriously injured and was at a huge disadvantage just now. However, with the tenacity of the corpse king's body, he finally managed to deal with it unharmed after being attacked by several magical weapons. However, the old devil's eyes looked at Han Li at this moment, but there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes. While he was shocked, he felt vaguely uneasy.

If he was not seriously injured and was in the mausoleum, he would never be able to kill a monk of the same level as easily as the person in front of him, and even the Nascent Soul could be completely killed.

Regardless of Han Li's magical powers or methods, the old devil's heart was slightly chilled.

"Could this person be a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage?" King Xuan Ye thought, and took another look at Han Li, but it was true that he was a cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage. This shows that the magical powers that this young-looking monk has cultivated are so amazing that he can directly catch up with the great magical powers of the late Nascent Soul.

The old devil took a slight breath when he thought of this. Fortunately, he only sent the avatar to look for this person. If he had unknowingly pursued this person for the Vajra Shield himself, he would most likely be in bad luck.

And since he returned to the mountains, he can no longer sense the two incarnations. It seems that it has been killed by the opponent.

King Xuan Ye felt a little uneasy and subconsciously blamed Han Li for the disappearance of the two avatars.

He hesitated for a moment, and just when he was about to say something to Han Li, the surrounding magic circle suddenly underwent an astonishing change, which immediately attracted his attention.

The originally yellow sand mist suddenly changed in color. The sand waves disappeared in the drowsiness. Instead, the black sand grains that trapped Han Li's Fei Jian just appeared looming. These sand grains were not as dense as yellow sand, but each one The cold black light flashed and was densely spread throughout the sand and mist, making it look extremely strange.

And with the appearance of these black gravels, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves became louder, turning into black sand mist, squeezing toward the center menacingly.

"Not good. Kuangsha old ghost actually released all the Soul-Destroying Sand and mixed it into the restriction. Fellow Taoist, these Soul-Destroying Sands cannot be resisted with ordinary magic weapons. They can only rely on their own cultivation to block it. However, since he has been able to control so many soul-falling sands, his magic power must be a bit weak, and it will never last. As long as he survives a few rounds of fierce attacks, he will be fine." King Xuan Ye's expression turned stern, and he hurriedly shouted hello to Han Li. road.

Now that he and Han Li were trapped on a boat, he naturally didn't want anything to happen to this helper with such great magical powers. He had seen Han Li break through the sand once before with that golden arc of electricity, but this time so many soul-lost sands were attacking together, he didn't believe that Han Li could resist it with just those arcs of electricity.

"Lost Soul Sand? This sand has such a heavy Yin Qi. It seems to be a magic weapon refined with soul sacrifice. No wonder it has such a big momentum." Han Li floated in the air and murmured to himself, with a look on his face. His face was expressionless, and he made no defensive movements at all.

King Xuan Ye was a little surprised when he saw this. But seeing that the black sand mist was about to flood the remaining space, he couldn't care about anything else.

He opened his mouth, and fist-sized balls of gray-white corpse flames spurted out of his mouth. In the blink of an eye, they condensed into a huge fire ball, covering it inside.

Only the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Flame, which he had cultivated for countless years, could withstand the siege of these soul-losing sands.

And in this moment's delay, the black mist suddenly submerged the old devil in it.

Corpse flames and black light flashed together instantly, making rumbling and explosive sounds from time to time, which was extremely intense.

At this time, Han Li's figure slowly retreated towards the center in the air. After a moment, he saw that he had retreated to the point of no return. Han Li raised his eyebrows and suddenly slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist. A black light flew out from the mouth of the bag, circled and landed in front of him, revealing a small black monkey.

This monkey is several inches in size and has a look of reluctance on its face. It is the soul-crying beast that was originally refining the corpse flame in the diamond shield. This beast was forcibly summoned by Han Li using his spiritual consciousness, which interrupted his training, and naturally he was in a bad mood.

But after a while, the soul-crying beast sniffed a few times with its big nose, and after scanning the surroundings at the overwhelming black sand mist, a look of joy suddenly appeared on its face.

Immediately, without being urged by Han Li's spiritual thoughts, it beat its chest with both hands and let out a long, low whistle. The black thorns on its body flashed, and its figure suddenly grew wildly, turning into a giant that was more than ten feet tall. The grimace pattern on the ape's back was immediately visible, and its body seemed to come alive as it twisted.

No matter whether the two big men in yellow robes were hiding in the sand mist, waiting for an opportunity, or King Xuan Ye, who was desperately resisting the soul-falling sand, they couldn't help but feel shocked when they saw the ape appearing in such a shocking way.

When they were thinking about Han Li's intention of releasing this mysterious spiritual beast, the giant ape snorted, and a large piece of yellow cloud flew out of its nose. After a circle, thousands of rays of light surrounded Han Li and He protected himself in the middle.

The black sand mist finally pressed forward fiercely, but as soon as the overwhelming sand mist touched the yellow clouds, a large amount of thick black gas immediately emerged and was swept into it by the glow.

As soon as the black air disappeared, the flashing gravel was immediately revealed in the sand mist. Seeing this, the giant ape grinned unceremoniously and spit out a golden beam of light.

Wherever the light beam shines, fog and dust fall, and all the black sand is sucked in without any resistance, directly into the giant ape's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, after several sweeps by Huang Xia and the light beam, the black sand mist was shattered into pieces, and the Yin Qi collapsed. It was impossible to get even close to Han Li, and a large amount of Yin Qi and black sand were absorbed by the Soul Crying Beast. , the nearby shabu gradually turned from black to yellow.

Master Kuangsha and True Lord Tianfeng, who were hiding in the sand mist, could not help but be speechless.

(This is yesterday’s second update! Today’s chapter will be coded below!)