A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Now they are searching a large area of ​​sea to the west of Qiongying Island, which is tens of thousands of miles away from Qiongying Island.

A few days ago, a group of monks were attacked here by the eighth-level blue dragon. Although they felt that this dragon was so cunning, it was unlikely that it would stay nearby and let them kill them. Nanhaimen still sent their group of people to search again to see if they could find any unexpected results.

In front of so many people, Han Li naturally would not use his spiritual consciousness to avoid arousing the suspicion of the Nascent Soul monks leading the team. He would only use his spiritual consciousness to cover everything on the sea surface within a ten-mile radius. This range is enough to detect the whereabouts of the evil dragon in advance without fear of being attacked by it.

More than a dozen monks were flying forward. Even though the sea area was vast enough, they were allowed to search most of the area as planned, but as expected, the group did not gain anything.

"What is that?" A monk flying in front suddenly exclaimed.

Han Li, who was carefully searching for things on the sea, heard the words and looked up.

On the horizon ahead, a large gray demonic cloud suddenly appeared, several acres in size, and it was slowly flying towards this side.

"Great. There must be a high-level monster inside, don't let her go," there was a commotion in the crowd, and a monk shouted in surprise.

"Something's wrong. Didn't those evil dragons run away immediately when they saw us in the past? How could they come closer instead? Don't have any tricks." Another monk said hesitantly, obviously more stable.

The Nascent Soul monk who led the team was a middle-aged man in golden clothes. After hearing what these two people said, he frowned and subconsciously glanced in other directions. His expression immediately changed and he hurriedly shouted. :

"Be careful, there are monsters flying towards us from other directions."

Upon hearing this, all the monks were shocked and fell into chaos. They all sprayed out their magic weapons, put themselves on alert, and looked around at the same time. But there were no clouds in the distance, and there was no trace of the monster.

Some monks looked at each other in surprise, and when they wanted to ask the big man, a harsh sound of dragons was heard in the sky all around, and then waves of demonic clouds of different colors appeared in the distance, rolling unsteadily, and a dragon appeared faintly. Their bodies, covered with ferocious scales, quickly surrounded them.

But these are not the most important. The important thing is that a demonic cloud appears from the east and west sides, which is obviously several times larger than the demonic clouds in other directions. They are blue and red in color, and they are extremely bright.

"How is it possible, there are two eighth-level monsters?" At such a close distance, with the spiritual consciousness of the monks present, they could sense at a glance that the monsters in these two monster clouds were photogenic, and someone shouted with a pale face.

The other monks also looked pale and looked panic-stricken.

Apparently, these evil dragons had somehow summoned another eighth-level member of the same kind. Now they were not satisfied with sneaking up on them one by one, but instead had the idea of ​​​​gathering together to annihilate the entire group of monks.

The host and guest were suddenly reversed!

"Why are you panicking? Quickly send out transmission notes to other groups for help, and immediately split up to meet the enemy. If these evil dragons gather together to make trouble, they will only become more powerful. Don't think about escaping separately. With the water escape skills of these evil dragons, We will only be defeated one by one." The Nascent Soul stage man could still maintain his composure, and after giving a sharp shout, he ordered loudly.

As soon as they heard this, the monks present at the alchemy stage calmed down, and several people immediately released several transmission notes and flew high into the sky.

"I'm going to deal with one of the eighth-level evil dragons, and the other two Taoist friends with flexible movements will go over and entangle it for a while. There is no need to confront this monster head-on, just delay it for some time. The rest of the cultivators will deal with that monster. A few level seven evil dragons." The big man then said in a deep voice.

But this time, the cultivators looked at each other in shock.

It was okay to deal with the level 7 evil dragon. Although most of the monks present were not opponents in a single fight, they still had some confidence in self-protection. But isn't it a joke to have two of them team up to deal with another eighth-level evil dragon? Even if they fight, ordinary monks can't last long with an eighth-level monster.

"Two people can't do it, then three people!" Seeing this situation, the Nascent Soul Stage man added one more person anxiously.

This time, as soon as he finished speaking, a sudden sound broke through the air, and a scene that surprised everyone appeared.

I saw an inconspicuous-looking monk next to me. Suddenly, an aura shot up into the sky, and then turned into a dazzling green rainbow, heading straight for the fire cloud in one direction.

"Monk Yuanying, he is still a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying!" There was a chaos among the monks, and everyone was surprised.

The big man in the Nascent Soul stage was stunned for a moment and was equally overjoyed. Could it be that Nanhaimen noticed something and deliberately placed another Nascent Soul cultivator in their team.

He was thinking this in his mind, but seeing that the demonic clouds were about to encircle him, the big man had no time to think too much.

After his body turned around, he turned into a ball of blue light and rushed towards the blue demonic cloud on the other side.

When the other monks saw that there were Nascent Soul monks resisting two eighth-level demonic beasts, they also became more confident. They turned into various escaping lights and flew in other directions, stopping those demonic clouds halfway.

Soon, auras of light emitted from all directions at the same time, and rumbling sounds continued one after another.

Different from the other directions, Han Li was motionless in the demon cloud. His body was wrapped in a layer of lavender ice flames, and he was surrounded by a sea of ​​​​purgatory-like fire, making sizzling sounds from time to time. These sounds are nothing compared to the earth-shattering sounds from other directions.

On the opposite side, dozens of feet away, a half-human, half-dragon humanoid monster was looking at him coldly in a pillar of fire. Although this monster looked like a man, its body was covered with red and translucent fist-sized scales. , spraying out wisps of red flames of varying thicknesses.

"It is indeed the scarlet dragon. It seems that I have come to the right place this time. The eighth level red fire dragon is much stronger than the original seventh level. I believe the scales on your body are also more effective." Han Li suddenly revealed Yan smiled.

"You came for me." The human-shaped red fire dragon was stunned for a moment, then a green light flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth slightly and said, revealing his snow-white fangs, which made people shiver. At the same time, the surrounding fire pillars suddenly rose by three points, and the momentum became more and more astonishing.

But even though this dragon looks so ferocious, he is still feeling uneasy in his heart.

This human monk who rushed in was not only a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk, but he was also enigmatic in his ice-attributed purple flames. He was not afraid of the demonic fire that he had cultivated for many years, and most of his magical powers were disabled in one fell swoop. .

And for some reason, when it saw Han Li's calm appearance, it felt chills in its heart, and there was a faint feeling of impending disaster, which made the demon even more uneasy.

"When I came here, I heard that there were only seven-level red fire dragons here. Now that you are here, that little guy naturally has no interest. But you have already been cultivated, and I don't have much interest in killing on your own. Let's not do this. If you are willing to give me a few of your natural scales on your neck, and then leave with the group of dragons, how about I let you go?" Han Li said calmly after a chuckle.

"Give you the scales of your life? You are really loud. A mere monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul dares to be so rampant. Let me turn you into ashes and go daydreaming underground." The red fire dragon heard Han Han When he said this, he immediately became furious as if his scales were touched.

The natal scales are all attached to the dragons after they are born, and the number varies. However, as the years go by, a lot of their essence and mana are poured into these natal scales, which is almost second only to the demon pill. Once lost, they will immediately lose more than half of their cultivation, which will naturally anger this demon immediately.

In the rage, the dragon figure rolled in the pillar of fire. After a soft "bang" sound, the pillar of fire spread out in all directions. A red dragon that was seven to eight feet long and several feet thick suddenly appeared in the flames. Now it has put aside its original concerns and just wants to tear Han Li to pieces and then use demonic fire to turn him into nothing.

As soon as the dragon appeared in its demonic form, it opened its mouth fiercely, and a stream of lava-like red liquid spurted out, shooting straight at Han Li.

When Han Li saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows slightly:

"It's really not easy to turn into fire condensation and practice the demon fire to this level. But it seems that I am the only one who has done it myself."

As he said this, Han Li did not dare to neglect. He raised his hand and slapped the back of his head, and a snow-white crystal bead spurted out from his mouth. It was the refined cold-attribute magic weapon Snow Crystal Bead.

After the bead came out of his mouth, it swelled up in the wind, turned into the size of a fist, and shot straight to the opposite side. At the same time, Han Li let out a low shout, stretched out his hand to point at the bead, and suddenly a clear chanting sound came out, suddenly from the bead. A large stream of purple flames burst out and condensed into a purple fire dragon about ten feet long, with a huge snow crystal bead in its mouth.

As soon as the purple dragon took shape, it immediately jumped up unceremoniously, shaking its head and tail, and hit the red fire liquid head on.

The sound of "Zila" was loud, and then the white air quickly rose up, submerging both of them in it. I could vaguely see the purple dragon seeming to be spraying purple flames from the ball in its mouth, forcing the fire liquid to retreat step by step.

When the red fire dragon saw this, there was a hint of fear in his eyes, but then a fierce light flashed, the red light on his body shone brightly, and he let out a sharp roar from his mouth,

The sea of ​​​​fire near Han Li roared, and the flames continued to roll, and then blew up a huge wave of fire more than ten feet high, pressing down on Han Li from both sides menacingly.

Han Li sneered when he saw this, rubbed his hands together, and then lightly wiped them on both sides.

Purple light flashed in his heart, and a crisp and clear sound rose loudly. Two crystal ice peaks twenty to thirty feet high rose from the ground. The lavender cold light flashed on them, blocking the fire waves on both sides.

At this moment, the fire dragon in the distance suddenly swayed, its body shortened several times, and became about ten feet in size.

Then, as soon as the fire liquid in its mouth stopped, with a "swish" sound, it turned into a red light and shot straight towards Han Li. It was so fast that it covered a distance of more than 20 feet in the blink of an eye and arrived in front of Han Li. Not far away, both claws were raised at the same time, making an attack posture.

It turned out that the dragon saw that the demon fire was ineffective, so he planned to use his demon body to forcefully approach Han Li, and then catch Han Li to death with an unexpected claw.