Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

Not long after, the remaining stone pillars in the temple were also filled with silver spar.

Han Li’s gaze was swept away, and after confirming the correctness, he waved a tactic.

The next moment, as the silver light bursts from the circle, the whole big squad runs.

At the same time, the soul of the soul is happy, the black light in the hands flies away quickly, and the spirit of the oriental white emerges, but it is already very weak.

The face of the oriental white in the spirit of the soul, the expression is sluggish, as if dementia, apparently the spirituality has been hit hard.

"Master, check it out. There are four places in the transmission arsenal. One is the nearby Jin Dai Xian Palace, the other is the Zhongtu Xian Palace, and there are two..." said the soul.

But at this moment, a large silver beam of light was ejected from the array and rushed to the sky, reflecting the entire hall as silver and white.

Han Li changed his face and seemed to realize what it was. The figure rushed toward a stone pillar and grabbed the silver spar above it, trying to unplug it.

But at this moment, the fluorescence around the array flashed, and a crystal ball-shaped reticle emerged, covering the entire array, together with the twelve pillars around it.

Han Li caught up with the whole person and slammed into the crystal reticle. As if he encountered a soft wall, he was immediately flew out.

Then there was a flower in the silver light column, and two figures emerged.

When the first person is tall and tall, a red-haired flame, the skin also shows a flaming color, long hands and long legs, looks quite weird.

The other is a young man wearing a golden robe. This dress is no stranger to Han Li, and it is the costume of the imperial ambassador.

Han Li saw the people coming, and his face changed immediately. He grabbed the soul and flew away from the body.

The red-haired man is the traitor disciple of the Milo ancestors he once saw, the Chimo.

The body is huge, it is a big Luojing monk, and another Jinpao youth is not high, only the late Jinxian look.

If it is the ordinary general of Luojing, Han Li still has the confidence to fight, but Chimo is practicing the law of time. He asks himself that there is no certainty, and there are many variables here. Once it is in a stalemate, the consequences are unimaginable.

When Chimo saw the situation in the hall, he was surprised and immediately looked at Han Li, who was flying outside, and his brow wrinkled.

But his eyes flashed immediately, and he suddenly looked at the Jinpao youth next to him.

"Yes, it is him!" Jinpao youth also looked to Han Li, and after the dawn, he said categorically.

Chimo heard this, his expression was happy, and his body flashed, and he had to fly out of the circle.

However, the surrounding spherical mask fluctuated for a while, and a powerful abnormal prohibition force spewed out from it, and the space inside the array was solidified.

Being repaired as strong as a stranger, he was immediately imprisoned and unable to move.

At this moment, Han Li has flew out of the hall with his soul, and his eyes swept away from the two men in the temple, especially in the Jinpao youth, and then the big sleeves.

A golden light flashed out, wrapped in two people's body shape, and the thunder and lightning rang, the two figures disappeared and disappeared.

Chimozi snorted, and the golden light flashed. A golden torch emerged in front of him, burning and burning. It was the torch.

Unlike Han Li's broken torches, Qi Mozi's golden torches are significantly larger, and in addition to the golden flame at the top, the other parts of the torch are condensed into substance, unlike Han's virtual form.

Chimo's broken torches flashed more than two thousand time lines, emitting a time rule that far surpassed Han Li. The nearby void seems to be unable to carry this time rule, as if it was boiling.

I saw that Qimozi slammed a little, "嗤啦", the golden torch ignited the flame, and the flaming aura of the circle spread out from the golden torch, and instantly filled the surrounding area.

The surrounding ball-shaped light curtain was suddenly wrapped in flames, and the light on the light curtain immediately stopped there, as if it had been frozen. It was similar to Han Li’s Mantra, but more powerful, the spiritual power in the light curtain. The flow did not move, and it was completely dead.

In the flame of the light, the young man in the Jinpao is the same, standing still, but the Chimo is not affected.

With a wave of his arm, a golden light flew out and hit the ball-shaped light curtain.

Jinguang did not exude a powerful atmosphere, but the powerful ball-shaped light curtain was like a thin ice, and the "beep" sound burst directly.

Then there was no such thing as the stranger, the golden torch and the surrounding flames disappeared, and everything around them suddenly returned to normal.

A series of changes seem complicated, but it only happens in a flash.

The shape of Chimo was turned into a brilliant fire, and a flash appeared outside the hall, and his body was dripping.

Numerous golden light and shadows flew out of him, and they quickly shot in all directions.

Chimo's gaze immediately shone, and his hands waved.

Suddenly the roar of the sound, the innumerable flame-shaped runes flying from him, in a blink of an eye, formed a golden circle in his body.

A golden flame erupted from the array and wrapped the body of Chimo.

His figure suddenly became blurred and disappeared without a trace.

The Jinpao youth in the temple also hurriedly set up the dawn and flew out, but no matter whether it was Han Li or Qi Mozi, they disappeared at the moment.

He sighed with a sigh of relief, then turned into a golden light and flew in one direction.

Over a mountain peak of more than ten thousand miles from Jinyuanxian Palace, the golden light flashed, and the figure of Han Li and the soul of the soul emerged from it.

"Master, who is that person?" The soul squinted toward the surroundings, relieved, and still asked some unsettled questions.

"He is the Heavenly Prisoner, perhaps the Lord of the Prison." Han Li said slowly.

"The Lord of the Prison!"

"Don't say this, it's not safe here, we have to leave soon." Han Li said, waving his hands.

The roar of the roar, numerous golden arcs ejected from him, and quickly condensed and changed around the body to form a golden thunder of several feet.

At this moment, not far from the sky, there was a flash of gold, and a dazzling golden glow emerged, and the power of space bursted out.

Han Li’s pupils shrank and immediately licked.

The golden thunder ray shines, and the figure of his and the sorcerer's body flashes and becomes blurred, disappearing without a trace, and the thunder matrix is ​​also drifting away.

The golden flame spread and opened, forming a golden fire array. The figure of Qi Mozi emerged. He glanced at the thunderbolt that had not completely disappeared, and a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth.

He closed his eyes for a moment and waved his hands.

The golden fire broke out and the figure of Chimo disappeared.

Somewhere in the Jinyuan Mountains, the golden thunder flashed, and Han Li’s figure emerged.

"I don't think that Chimako is also proficient in space transfer. Master, what should I do now?" asked the soul anxiously.

Han Li's face is not very good-looking, but he did not hesitate to move his hand. He stood firm and stood up, and once again applied the Raytheon.

But before he fired the thunderbolt, a golden flame emerged from a distance, and the speed was a little faster than before.

"disease!"

Han Li snorted and immediately urged the thunderbolt to transmit, disappearing again.

As a result, Han Li and the two had just sent away, and the figure of Qi Mozi emerged, and immediately urged the space transmission array again.

The two of them caught up in the fascination of the Jinyuan Mountain, and soon they left the Jinyuanxian Palace for many thousands of miles.

Although Han Li took the initiative, Qi Mozi seems to gradually understand the mystery of Han Li Leiguang's law, and chasing closer and closer.

A golden thunder flashing over a cliff in the Jinyuan Mountains, Han Li and the soul of the soul once again emerged.

It is not that Han Li must carry the soul, not to put it into the flowering space, just because the soul is a creature, to enter the flowering space, you need to open the door of space first.

Now he is almost chased by Qi Mozi, and there is room for him to open the flowering space.

When the two appeared, Han Li once again stunned and applied the Raytheon.

"Master, the man is getting closer and closer, I am afraid that I will be able to catch up with us in a few more times. Can you escape?"

"This person's space transmission technique combines the power of flame and the power of space. It is essentially the same as my Raylight array. If it can transmit a very long distance, it should not be caught up." Han Li shook his head and said.

"Hey, I want to escape the tracking of this seat, unless you can send out the distance of hundreds of millions of miles!" Unexpectedly, the Rays of Light formed, and suddenly the bright golden light in the void not far away, the laughter of Chimo From it.

The voice did not fall, and a hundred-foot-long black practising shot out from the fire. The place where the void passed, the void bursts, like a fragile paper, the speed is incredible, a flashing note Above the thunder.

The thunderbolt had no defensive power. When it hit the black practition, it immediately burst open and the annihilation disappeared.

Han Li was shocked. He pulled the scorpion and flew backwards, and he was not smashed.

The black horses smashed the thunderbolt and did not stop. They continued to go to Han Li.

Han Li brows, and flies backwards in full force, the body runs "Scorpio Prison Fight", a punch.

A group of golden fists shot out of the hand and slammed into the black.

"Blowing", the golden fist shadow was immediately split into two halves, and then a "bang" explosion.

However, the black training also slightly trembled, and immediately resumed the original, and continued to shoot.

Han Li's face changed slightly, and he held the soul into his arms. He hugged me with a low voice, and then his arms suddenly became blurred, and his fists burst into flames.

A pair of golden fists flew out and squatted on the black.

The bursting sound of "Booming" bursts with the sound!

A group of golden fists burst, the black color of the practice is getting lighter and thinner. I don’t know how many fists have been smashed, and finally flashed a few times and disappeared.

Han Li stopped the inverted figure, slightly breathing.

Before the use of the trolls in the battle with the Oriental White, the power of the flesh was very large. In this blink of an eye, he blasted thousands of punches, and the body felt a little overwhelmed.