Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

Compared with the previous stone piercings to collect treasures, there is no sense of the former feelings of being invisible by the invisible fluctuations between the three pieces of the fairy, but only a slight difference between them. The strange atmosphere.

Han Li’s eyes were slightly condensed, and he single-handedly explored and grabbed the golden compass that was closest to him.

This time, there was no outrage, and Han Li easily took the treasure of Zhenzong, the real word, into his hands.

After a golden light flashed, the golden compass disappeared and was accepted by Han Li in the storage bracelet.

As soon as this thing disappeared, the stagnant time in the hall again flowed.

The space cracks that had slowly expanded before, almost skyrocketed at the same time, have expanded several times.

Two small "beep" sounds, Fenglin's neck was shot with blood, and suddenly it was like blood and rain. The ghost body also heard the sound of "咝咝", stocks Gray smoke spewed out of it.

When the two of them had no time to figure out what had happened, the figure was swallowed up by the expanded space crack.

The rest of the people were shocked, moving their bodies and shunning.

The Heat's body shape is far from the space cracks not far from the side, and the short-lived memory is fascinating. If Han Li did not help, his condition is not better than the two.

Han Li suddenly felt that the whole body was loose, and when he went to see the Taobao, the three time crystals had already burned out.

He flashed his body and rushed forward again, lifting his palm and grabbing the past.

"bang"

Just as the palm of his hand is about to touch the building, a burst of dramatic space is coming.

A black rift that is far more horrible than the space cracks of the previous space, swayed out from the Miroan and Luojing, and directly swallowed the half-seat hall.

Mi Luo Jing and Luo Yi also fell into it and fell toward the deep darkness.

Han Li looked at the huge space gap that resembled the abyssal cliff. He sighed in his heart. Although he had a heart, he was not willing to risk his life. He would take the treasure of the truth into his body and madly reverse it.

The corner of his eye was glimpsed, and the stone did not know when the whole body covered a set of silver and black eccentric armor, the whole body was blurred, and the body shape disappeared in the same place.

Han Lixin felt a bit, turned his head and looked toward the abyss, and saw that next to Luo, a blurry scene suddenly emerged, and it was exactly the stone.

With a wave of his palm, he grabbed the silver cymbal and the figure became blurred again.

"madman……"

After Han Li snorted, he no longer cares about him, and his body shape will fly away from the main hall.

In front of him, the people such as the Heat and the Suliu have already fled toward the temple. Only the white bones of the gray robes are reversed. After crossing the Han, they go straight to the stone. And go.

The cockroach, which was called "Mr. Bone" by other gray sages, was gray and bright in the hands. It suddenly turned into a knives with a dozen feet and a huge shadow in the void. The stone cut through the air.

Stone wears out to escape the abyss and cracks, his face is white, and the silver-black armor of the whole body is also exhausted with aura, and the light is very bleak, let alone resisting this blow, it is impossible to avoid it.

I saw a color of decisiveness on the surface, and one of the palms of the palm was spurted out of the white tip, and a large amount of silver-colored red blood flowed out from it, and it was rubbed against the cymbal, and the fingers were slightly buckled toward the strings. Heavy plucked down.

"Hey..."

An indescribable sharp voice sounded.

When Han Li’s figure just jumped out of the temple door, he suddenly felt like he was hit by an invisible sound wave. The whole person was pulled by a strange force and stayed in place.

Then he felt a strong spatial fluctuation behind him.

When I turned around, I couldn’t see the shadow of Mr. Shikong and Mr. Bone. I could only see the void that was originally chaotic, and became more fragmented, one by one or the incomparable, or the misty and huge vortex from everywhere. I took it out and completely shredded the entire hall.

Han Li’s heart was bitter, and it’s too late to think about burning the crystal. One of the vortex vortexes with a hundred feet of giant swells swiftly expanded, like a huge swallow, swallowed him in.

He only felt that he had fallen into a whirlpool of rapid rotation. The sky was dizzy and dark, and the whole person seemed to be scattered, and even the consciousness gradually dispersed.

I don't know how long it took, Han Li only felt a sharp pain in his mind, and he woke up from a faint.

His palms were under his arm, and he barely sat up, but he felt very dry at the entrance, and his hands were full of delicate dust.

Enduring the aching feeling of the whole body, Han Li lifted his hand and looked at it in front of him, but found that his vision was blurred and he could not focus on his palm.

He shook his head heavily, secretly running the refining magic, and after a while, the consciousness gradually became clear.

After the sight was restored as usual, I saw that my hand was covered with a layer of grayish white dust, and the fingers were slightly rubbed, and the dust was slightly glued together.

His brow wrinkled, and the dust in his palm was scattered. He turned his head and scanned the past. In his place, the ground was gray and white dust, and he could not see the margin.

What is this place?

The scene that was previously inhaled by the space vortex came to my heart, and Han Li could not help but feel a little wrong.

The sky behind the horizon looks gloomy. It seems to be condensed with a thick layer of lead-gray clouds, which pushes the skyline very low, creating an illusion of a hundred feet between heaven and earth.

Deep in the dark clouds, it is faint to see the three groups of dim yellow rays hanging high, as if there are three suns.

The extremely low sky and the surrounding gray tones, combined with the indescribable taste of the surrounding air, made him feel very uncomfortable, and his heart also gave birth to an extra-suppressed feeling.

After sitting for a while, Han Lijing explored his own situation and found that there was no injury, but then the look suddenly became somewhat difficult to look at.

He was surprised to find that the feeling of conforming with the heavens and the earth that had been maintained in the body disappeared, and his body could not absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Is the body coffin closed? Han Li was shocked and quickly closed his eyes and carefully explored it.

After a while, his eyes slowly opened, his heart was slightly loose, his eyes could not help but become dignified. His spirit was no different. The problem was his environment at the moment.

In the heavens and the earth around him, there is no heaven and earth resilience. Instead, there is a lingering suffocation mixed in the air. Only when he just woke up, he thought that he was arrogant in his body. Now he understands that this is the world. At work.

Han Li’s eyes converge, and after he took out a yellow medicinal medicinal medicinal suit, he slowly stood up.

"No matter what, you have to figure out where this is..." He secretly stunned, and his eyes were shining brightly, and his consciousness suddenly expanded and he went in all directions.

"Oh..." After a moment, he snorted in his mouth and looked up in one direction.

Because the sky was low, he could only see a gray scene. After thinking for a moment, his body lit up and rose up to the side.

About a dozen miles away, Han Li hung in the sky, a blurred figure appeared at the end of the line of sight, seems to be trapped in a taupe of strange areas.

He browed and flew toward the other side. As he approached, the more clear the figure was, the handsome man wearing a purple robe and curling like a snow, but it was stone-wearing. air.

At this moment, he seems to be in a coma. The whole person has a very weak breath, and there is no fluctuation in his knowledge. His body is trapped in a swamp with dark brown bubbles.

When Han Li’s eyes were swept away, he discovered that the intensity of the suffocation in the swamp was several times that of the air. When he pulled the body of the stone into the depths of the swamp, he also madly invaded him. Body.

If it is not a piece of purple jade that hangs from his waist, in the absence of urging, he still protects his master by his own spirituality. At this moment, his body is only completely destroyed by suffocation.

However, Ziyu Lingpei is a dead object after all. Under the condition of no mana, it is impossible to maintain it for a long time. At this time, the surface of the aura has become very weak, and it will be exhausted in a half-time. It is impossible to get through the stone.

Before that, his body would sink into the swamp completely and disappeared from the world.

For the stone to wear this person, Han Li feels general, and even some want to deliberately alienate. In this respect, he does not want the other party to discover his true identity. On the other hand, he feels that this person's identity is secret and cannot be deeply rooted.

But if there is any hostility towards it, there is no way to talk about it.

So after a moment of hesitation, Han Li was still a roll of sleeves, waving a piece of blue light to wrap his body and trying to pull it out of the swamp.

However, under his pull, he suddenly found a powerful force. With his tug-of-war, he usually pulled the stone-skinned body and smashed it down the swamp.

Han Li was shocked, his eyes flashing purple, and he was busy looking down at the stone.

When he used his knowledge to explore, he only found that there were weak spiritual fluctuations and more intense suffocation, but he did not find any monsters to hide again.

Under the gaze of the nine secluded konjac, Han Li’s eyes suddenly flashed, his body shape was like electricity, and he swept away from the sky.

He just flew into the sky, and the earth trembled fiercely. The gray-brown swamp violently undulating, and a huge bubble popped up and lifted up.

Then, Han Li saw that the earth was split and turned into nearly a hundred square-sized areas, as if the black lotus petals were in general, and the layers were stacked and raised toward the center.

If Han Li did not notice the abnormality in advance, he fled and was afraid that he had already been swallowed up.

However, although he avoided it, the stone was wearing it, but he was completely drowned in the swamp.

"This is a ghost thing..." Han Li snorted, and there was already a sword in his hand.

I saw a wave of his arm, a sharp blue sword, and then entangled in the weird swamp below, entangled in the silky golden wire.

"Zi Lala..."

After a burst of golden light flashed, there was a burst of "beep" sound in the dark brown swamp, and then a "bang" burst broke.

Han Li reversed the real wheel in the body, and his body shape flashed. He continued to shuttle through the swampy fragments of the swamp. After he came to the side of the stone, he grabbed his chest and his body flew away.

When he flew straight out of the 100-odd, there was a sudden burning pain in Han’s arm. When he looked up, he found that there were even a dozen black tentacles on the back of the stone. There are hundreds of black filaments that are split like hair, and many of them have climbed their arms.

With the appearance of burning pain, Han Li also felt a strong intrusive suffocation, and was rushing toward his body with the slight wounds.

His brows were close, his mind was moving, and there was a silver light shining from his shoulder. From there, a silver flame villain flashed down his arm and landed on those black crystal wires.

As soon as he touched the black crystal wire, he opened his mouth and vomited. In the depths of his throat, there was a blazing silver flame, which spurted out and spread along the crystal wire to the black tentacles of the stone. The blazing is burning.

With a bit of pungent smell spreading, the black tentacles immediately separated from the stone piercing body and fell towards the swamp below.

"All burned..." Han Li snorted.

The silver flame villain immediately leaped in the air, and his arms were stretched in midair, and immediately turned into a huge silver fire flamingo, swooping down and slamming into the ground.

The silver red flame spread immediately, and all the areas with a radius of hundreds of feet were swallowed up.

Han Li hovered high altitude, and saw the huge earthquake on the ground below, and actually began to collapse bit by bit, eventually forming a huge depression of hundreds of feet.

The silver fire flamingo made a comeback, flew back, re-formed as a silver flame villain, and fell on Han Li's shoulder. A small face was slightly wrinkled, and there was no joy when the triumphant return.

"You don't like the environment here?" Han looked at him and asked him.

Silver Flame villain quickly focused on nodding.

"I don't like it either, go back to me first, let's get out of here." Han Li smiled and said.

The silver flame villain immediately flashed and disappeared on Han's shoulder.

Han Li put away the green bamboo bee cloud sword, looked down at the stone that was put on his hand, and found that his back neck was black, apparently already invaded by the suffocation.

His brows wrinkled, and after looking for a direction, he flew away and stayed away.

Han Li opened the nine secluded konjac all the way, looking for a safe, gray-white rocky beach, and his body flew down.

After landing, he turned over the empty body of the stone. After some inspection, he found that his suffocation had already smoldered a lot, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot of damage in the ruins of the truth. Wake up on your own.

If this situation is allowed to develop, even if you do not need to continue to absorb suffocation, his life may not be embarrassing, but the body must be difficult to preserve, and the avenue of practice will be the end.

"Well... save the people and save the end, send the Buddha to the west, as to whether you can wake up and recover, it depends on your own creation." Han Li looked slightly and muttered.

After all, his wrist turned, and there was a dragon's eye in the palm of his hand. The medicinal scent of the body was like a scent of scent. It was the scent of the scent that he had refined before.

This Dan refining system is not easy, and the effect of eliminating suffocation is extremely strong. Unfortunately, for Han Li, it is a cure for the symptoms. It has always been used as a means of controlling suffocation, and it consumes a lot. Now only the ones including this one are left. Two.

After a little thought, Han Li picked up the remedy, stuffed it into the mouth of the stone, and lifted his hand to press it on his throat, guiding the medicinal medicine into its belly.

"Oh..." The stone pierced the brow and became a sly, the painful color of the face, and the throat hair made a tough sound.

In the wound behind it, there was a burst of "squeaky" sound, and the black suffocating air rose out of it.

Han Li looked at the side for a while and walked over to sit cross-legged.

He first looked at the injury on his arm. After seeing that there was no serious problem, he took a handful of celestial stones and held them in the palm of his hand, picking up the magical power contained in it.

Being in this area, you can't recover the magical power by absorbing the aura of the heavens and the earth, you can only add it.

......

As time passed by, the sky quickly became dim, and the surrounding area began to be filled with grayish haze, and the suffocating suffocation began to become thicker.

Han Li's eyes slowly opened, his eyes glanced around, and he took out a piece of the array and the flag was placed around.

After embedding the Lingshi, a layer of pale gold hemispherical light curtain emerged out of thin air and shrouded them.

Han Li glanced at the stone and found that it was still in a coma. There was no way to wake up, but the frowning brows were slightly looser. It seemed that there was no pain in the beginning.

However, at the wound behind him, there is still a black smoke rising and it is constantly drifting around.

Han Li regained his gaze and looked at the sky with a sense of sensation. He saw that the thick clouds were thicker and thicker under the night, just like the top of the sky, and the feeling of depression was better than the daytime.

Deep in the dark clouds, there is a string of bright rays, cold and deep, not much Huaguang, but there are six rounds of moons.