Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

Accompanied by the sound of the stone, "there will be no future," is a white streamer, under the protection of the power of space law, passed through the big array and hit him.

Han Li was shocked. He only had a look down and found that it was a mark of jade, but it was too late to make any reaction. A strong sense of tearing was swept from all directions.

He only felt that the surrounding air was tight, and then a twisting force rushed up and down the whole body. His whole person seemed to be torn into pieces by this force. The powerful gods could not help but diverge at this moment. It is impossible to concentrate on it.

"Boom" screamed.

The entire tower was shaken, and a silver light burst on the top of the spire to the sky, rubbing against the emptiness of the sky, creating a dazzling glare.

At the same time, the surface of the diamond-shaped spar inlaid on the outer wall of the tower suddenly burst into a silver glow, turning into an invisible air wave, sweeping in all directions.

After the silver light burst into the sequel, the light suddenly rose and stood still.

The entire tower over the empty tower, the diamond-shaped spar on the outer wall, was shocked by huge energy, and most of the remaining half was burnt, and the energy contained in it was almost exhausted.

A moment later, the stone broke into the tower door.

His face is still not very good-looking, his brows are slight, and he seems to be thinking about something, but his eyes are a little more relaxed than before.

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The fairyland, surrounded by green hills, is built with a quaint view of blue bricks and black tiles.

The inner building is built on the mountain and stretches for dozens of miles.

In a slightly lower-lying Qingshan Mountain, there is a white stone circle with a radius of a hundred feet, surrounded by stone pillars, and full of intensive runes everywhere.

At this moment, in this area of ​​the array that is not too large, there are nearly a hundred monks dressed in two different costumes, one by one solemn and full of dignified colors.

Among these people, there seems to be two people, one of whom is a middle-aged man in a white robe. His body is not too tall, but his body is quite ambitious. At first glance, he is the one who is in charge of authority.

The other person is a long and thin old man with a cheek in his cheeks and a sparse beard that looks quite dry.

"Tao Ji, brother, where did you get the news? The man really will be here today?" The old man suddenly opened his mouth and broke the silence.

"Suichuan Dao, I suddenly got a cross-border letter yesterday night, saying that the murderer who killed Yu, will appear on this round of the Dragon Watching Station today. Time is too tight, I also refuse to check the authenticity, hurriedly take Some of the people who can move, just rushed over. Thinking that you are not far away, they will disturb you to help." The middle-aged man named Tao Ji said.

"It doesn't matter. It's just that if I remember correctly, the person who killed Yu's child that year, but a real fairy in the district, a small person who can be crushed by a finger, how worthy of your big move?" Suichuan wondered.

"The matter is a bit embarrassing. The person who passed the letter said that the man is now fighting well, and it is best for me to take it as an etheric B." After Tao Yu hesitated for a while, this said.

"How is this possible? How many years have passed since Yu was killed? Even if a person is even more talented, it is impossible to cross the true fairyland to Taiyi in such a short period of time. This is impossible. For the words spoken by the brothers, most people have set a set for you. In those years, you are in that position, but there is no less offender." Luanchuan shook his head.

"Suichuan Dao, do you know how much I spent on this matter? Even if there is only one chance, I don't want to miss it. Moreover, even if someone has set up a deal to deal with me, I have to help you. What am I afraid of? Tao Ji sighed and said with dignity.

"I don't know if I can help. I think even if I don't come, you will be in this moment. As long as you are not a big man of greatness, don't think about it." Luanchuan glanced around the white stone circle. Said with a smile.

"On my side, there are only five Jinxian monks and monks in Xiangong, and more than forty monks in the middle and late Jinxian. If they are not the ones brought by the brothers, they will add this complete two-instrument yin and yang, I am afraid that the power is also I didn’t play the best at all.” Tao Ji said with a bitter smile.

"Before I heard you say that this person is practicing the power of the law of time. It is really that some people do not know how to live and die." What Shunchuan suddenly thought of, said so.

"Most of it is also a mud-legged birth. There is no large-scale gantry background. I don't know the secrets of the law cultivation. I walked on this broken road. But he was able to kill Yu, and then he killed it. Killing the public for a long time, it can be seen that its cultivation of the power of time has been quite a bit of a fire." Tao Ji said with a deep sigh.

"Ha ha... He is even practicing the rules of time, and has already entered the room. How about it? If you enter the two yin and yang arrays, then it is not powerful enough to let us do it. Let us take it easy. Today, he will not come, he will come. Then, let it fly difficult to fly, for your feathers to avenge blood marks!" Suichuan laughed.

Tao Ji heard the words, and the look was a little relaxed. When I wanted to speak, my look suddenly changed.

"Come on..." Yan Chuan looked and smiled.

The voice just fell, and the sky above the top of the head, the cloud suddenly violently tumbling up, all gathered up above the foothills, covering half of the sky.

In the mountains, the sky was dim and the whistling sound began, and everyone looked up and looked up into the sky.

"Architecture." Tao Ji looked a sigh, whispered.

The nine-named Jinxian Fengfeng monks immediately sang together, each with nine Jinxian mid-late monks moving around the transfer platform, each looking for their guarded pivot, staggered and arranged a complex array.

These ninety people have smashed their hands, swearing, and on the stone pillars on the ground and around them. The ray of light is shining, and a layer of black and white halo is slowly surrounded from the surroundings, like a large pocket. Waiting for the prey to appear, you have to put it in.

"Bang" a loud noise!

In the dark clouds above the high sky, suddenly there was an electric light bursting, and a strong space wave rushed from it. Then there was a silver light column that cut through the void, emitting bursts of glare, falling down straight.

The transmission station was shocked, and the silver light fell. A blue figure has already appeared. It is Han Li.

As soon as the silver light disappeared, a whistling sound came from the sky. The black and white halo closed in an instant, and immediately collapsed like a big pot, and the entire conveyor was covered underneath.

The force of the space that is attached to the cross-border transmission is extremely horrible. Generally, the Taiyi monks dare to try. If Jin Xianxiu is forced to use it, most of them will not be able to escape the body tear. Even if they do not die, they will be seriously injured.

Han’s stereo is not unusual, and naturally there will be no tears, but this is the case. He only feels that his mind is faint and sore, and it is difficult to stand up immediately.

His knowledge of the refining of the sea has already started on his own, but within a few moments, he has returned to calm.

When he stood up again, his feet slammed and slammed a thumb-sized jade.

Han Li shook his head, leaned over and picked up the jade, looked around and glanced around, seeing half of those cloth people wearing them, all wearing costumes with immortal imprints, could not help Sigh:

"The stone is empty and the stone is broken. It seems that you have been put together again..."

On the other hand, Suichuan glanced at Han Li and felt that the tall young man in front of him looked very ordinary and couldn’t help but ask:

"Is he?"

"It is him, there will be no mistakes." Tao Ji stared at Han Li, nodded, sure.

Although he had never seen Han Li before, but somehow, when he first saw Han Li and felt the smell of his body, he subconsciously identified the person in front of him as the guy who killed his child.

"I should call you a fierce rain, or Han Li?" Tao Ji asked coldly.

When Han Li heard the words of the stone breaking away, he already guessed that there might be a situation here, but he did not expect it would be like this.

"Have we seen it before?" Han Li browed and asked.

"You haven't seen me, but you have seen Yu, and he shot him." Tao said coldly.

Han Li carefully looked at the middle-aged man and found that his eyebrows were somewhat familiar. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized: "You are the father of Tao Yu, the old elder in the long-term mouth?"

"If you don't find the wrong person, today is the time for your blood debt to pay, and start." Tao Ji heard the words and nodded.

With one order, the conveyor station immediately shook, and the air was tight, as if it had been suddenly drained.

Han Li brows and suddenly finds that the aura of the heavens and the air in the air is disappearing in the blink of an eye. He seems to have returned to the scales in the air.

At the thought of this, Han Li was a little bit smirking, and his face was also showing a helpless look.

"Open the anode and cathode stone." Tao Ji saw no panic in his face, his brow slightly sighed and shouted.

The voice has just fallen, and all the monks of Jinxian have changed their hands, and both hands are pushed forward at the same time.

I saw both sides of the large array of light curtains, and a circle of strange characters appeared in the air. The black and white halo around them suddenly seemed to be attracted by something, and they were separated clearly.

The white light is turned to the left, the black light is divided to the right, and each of them condenses on the circle of the pattern, gradually turning from the virtual to the real, turning into two huge and black and white grindstones, which are violently rotated and squeezed toward the center.

Han Li is in the center of the grinding disc. Although he has not touched it, he has already felt a strong squeezing force on both sides of his body. He has compressed the void layer and turned it into a virtual air wall that is difficult to see on both sides. He locked the center and could not move.