Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

Han Li saw this situation and his mouth was cold.

However, when he saw his body shape slightly blurred, he took a series of remnants of the blast to the cyan dragon, and the palm of his hand slammed the sharp water wheel, and the black disc swayed toward the bear mountain waist.

"drink!"

In the Xiongshankou, there was a violent sigh, and there was a vague dark red sword on the black armor. The cyan scorpion was so smashed.

He raised his arm and waved his sword in his hand, squatting on the heavy water wheel.

Just listen to the sharp sound of "铮".

The entire Qingjian sword formation fell apart, and all the flying swords flew away. The figure of Xiongshan flew out of it, and after plundering more than a hundred feet, hovered in the air.

"Why, do you want to have more flying swords than me?" He looked at Han Li and smiled sarcastically.

After all, he raised his hand with one hand and threw his long sword in his hand. He pulled out a weird law in his hands, and after a quiet silence in his mouth, his hands opened and he moved toward the void.

The dark red lines on the black armor flashed again, and the position of the chest piece on the chest surface showed a strange pattern shaped like the ancient "篆".

This pattern came out, an unspeakable, bleak, old-fashioned breath that suddenly emanated from Bear Mountain.

When Han Li saw it, he couldn’t help but feel tight. He quickly contacted the crabs with his heart and told him to join forces when necessary.

The whole sky suddenly became extremely quiet, and even the wind seemed to solidify.

"铮铮铮"

A burst of metal friction suddenly sounded, and it looked very abrupt and sharp.

Han Li looked at it and saw the Jianhai Tibetan sword that had been hovering before. At this moment, he reactivated.

Different from the previous situation, this time all the flying swords in Jianhai have moved, separated from the scope of the sea of ​​swords, under the cover of a dark red sword, like the ancient behemoth that wakes up from the same head, toward Han Li explored here.

"You will taste the taste of this sword!" On the face of Xiongshan, there was a smear of color, and he screamed.

"go with"

With its order, the sound of the swords in the sky suddenly made a big splash, and thousands of swords of various kinds of swords came out of the nest, covering the sky, both like a flood and a locust.

Han Li's look suddenly changed. Such a huge number of Jianhai, such a sharp and sturdy sword, whether it is his true words or the heavy water, it is impossible to resist.

He just thought about it a little, and he made his mind in mind:

escape!

In the final analysis, the reason why he came here, what he did was to get back his own magical formula, and since the purpose has been reached, why should he continue to kill it?

And if you don't think about it, Xiongshan will definitely grow into his confidant. Let's escape here.

After the heart was counted, Han Li immediately took back all the magic weapons, and his hands were smashed, and a squeaking sound began to sound outside the body. A golden thunder matrix soon formed and was about to start.

However, things did not go along. In order to save the time of the thunderstorm, he did not use the power of Lei Peng, but directly used the evil spirits, but it was still a late one.

"嗤啦"!

A dark red sword light was smashing under the air, and the golden thunder that had just been formed suddenly exploded.

During the time, the colorful flying swords rushed down, and Han Li was swallowed up in an instant.

Han Li looked slightly changed, but did not panic, a silver light flew out from his sleeve, turned into a silver bell flew into the sky, shaking constantly.

A circle of dense silver light emerges from its surroundings, spreading toward the surrounding area, propping up a silver wave area of ​​several tens of feet.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and sprayed seven stars, and the star-rings leaped with lightning and nested together to form a larger ring, covering the top of his head.

The dazzling starlight emerged from the ring of seven stars, forming a starlight curtain covering, and the numerous stars on the pattern flashed, and together with the silver wave area, kept him in the center.

When the two magic weapons were released, the Wan Jian torrent had already surrendered and came to him.

For a time, his head and its surroundings were surrounded by dense swords, and the silver bells continued to scream. The silver wave area that was propped out was still compressed by an inch, and it was worn away and narrowed toward Han Li.

On the light curtains of the stars on the seven-stars ring, there are sharp sounds, and the stars are extinguished one after another, and the light becomes more and more faint.

Han Li's brows were close, his hands waved again, and the heavy water and the true words of the treasure wheel came forward and behind, and they appeared on his side.

I saw that my hands were smashed, and I took a lot of shots on the heavy water wheel. The surface of the real wheel trembled, the water lines flashed, and a majestic water rushed out of it, turning into a head. The black water dragon rushed into the sword.

The heavy water black dragon has a huge body. If a black river rushes past, it will soon rush out of a gap in Wan Jian. Han Li poses and immediately flies away from the empty area.

"What is the significance of fighting this trapped beast?" Xiong Shan sneered, said.

After all, he raised his hand with a blank expression on his cheek, and his hand suddenly became red.

Forced to use the mystery to spur the Wanjian iron coupon, not all without cost, his eye nostrils and ears, already have a blood line, such as the general armpit.

But for him, as long as he can kill Han Li and get back the 72 swords, it is all worth it.

"Give me a kiss!" A scream in the mouth of Xiongshankou!

But see the passage in the Wanjian Cong that was separated by the heavy water black dragon. The numerous swords on both sides suddenly condensed. For example, the two high walls were generally closed and squeezed to Han Li.

"clank"

A sharp noise continued to come, and the dark red blood on both sides of the sword wall became more and more encrypted.

Han Li has not yet flown a hundred feet, the front of the sword array has been re-closed, the heavy water black dragon also collapsed under heavy pressure, turned into a little bit of water and gas back to the real round of heavy water.

Re-into the jungle of the sword, his situation is even worse, whether it is the silver bell or the seven-ring ring, there is no more shelter that can be provided to him.

It won't take long for these two magic weapons to collapse under the pressure of the growing swordsman.

"咔咔咔"

With a subtle sound coming from the top of the head, the layer of stars on the light curtain is against the tip of hundreds of flying swords. A layer of fine lines like silk has emerged on it. Broken down.

Han Li's eyes were slightly condensed, and the palm of his hand was swiped. The light of the seven-star star flashed, and all the stars shone in an instant, flying back toward him.

At the same time, the silver bell trembled slightly, spinning in midair and returning to him.

In the next moment, his purple gold glitters, and a piece of purple gold scales is layered out, covering his whole body. There is a skull on each side of his shoulders, and there are two ribs under each other. The scale-covered arms grew out.

Immediately afterwards, Han Li single-handedly recalled the heavy water, and at the same time, he found a palm like a shield and held it in front of him. The other five arms each held a green bamboo bee cloud sword.

In his body, the basaltic blood vessels that have not been used for a long time are also stimulated and turned into a pair of dark green armor embedded with simple plaids, which protects his torso.

Han Li and the people fight, this is known as the flesh, and now cultivated the Xuan Xian Gong method, but also many means blessing, his body is not weaker than many defense Lingbao.

The Shin Kong treasure wheel flashed back and returned to his body, and immediately began to reverse rapidly.

Han Li's figure flashed, no longer to be a defensive state, but to attack and defend, and did not retreat into the direct flow into the Wan Jian flood.

His figure is like electricity, with a series of vaguely obscured afterimages, flying through the sea of ​​swords.

Its six arms are like a windmill, and the five-handed green bamboo bee cloud sword flashes on the golden electric light. Every time it is cut, there are dozens of long electric lights, and the flying swords are close to each other.

In the whole sea of ​​swords, the golden light flashed everywhere, and the roaring sound continued.

Han Li understands in his own mind that this situation cannot last for too long. After all, it is too horrible to use so many means at the same time. Once his own mana is unsustainable, it will definitely die.

The reason why he rushed in such a disregard was not to lose the hysteria of reason, but to delay the recovery of the crabs.

Before he launched the thunder and lightning, he wanted to let the crabs take another shot to get some time.

As a result, when the crabs started, they discovered that their own body had fallen out of the chain, and some could not support it. They could not launch a large-scale magical magic.

About a quarter of an hour later, the speed of Han Li’s shadow in the air became slower and slower. The cyan armor on his body had already been covered with sword marks, and the scales on the six arms were cracked and bloody.

Obviously, with the strength of Han Li’s body, some are almost reaching the limit.

"Crazy friends, aren't you still?" Han Li eagerly shouted.

"It's still a little worse, and it's better to delay for a quarter of an hour..." Crabs contacted him with a heart.

Han Li heard that there was a bitter bitterness in his heart, but he did not say anything. He had to insist on his teeth.

However, Xiongshan is not willing to give him a little more time.

This is not because he saw through Han’s intentions, but because he can’t support it anymore.

His seven blood sputum flowed out, and he couldn't wipe it, and his mind became a little faint.

"Because of death..." Xiong Shanqiang cheered up the spirit, and screamed in the mouth, and the facial features were slightly distorted.

The sound did not fall, and the whole person's body shape was blurred, turning into a blood-red ray, blending with his own life-flying sword, turning into a huge blood-colored swordsman, and going straight to the place where Han Li was shot by the thunder. .

The **** swordsmanship is extremely fast, and it is instantly penetrated into the sea of ​​swords. All the flying swords have been avoided, and a huge hollow has been formed directly, and it has been shuttled to Han Li.