A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 1151: Chaos

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Han Li chuckled and didn't say anything else. With a flick of the jade slip in his hand, he swept his spiritual thoughts into it.

But after reading only a few sentences, Han Li's expression changed drastically. He first showed astonishment, then showed an expression of incredulity, and finally became pleasantly surprised.

Seeing this scene, Manbeard Yuanying was a little confused.

However, he did not tamper with this formula, so there is nothing to worry about.

After a full candle of incense, Han Li finished reading the jade slips at a speed much slower than Man Beard expected, and withdrew his consciousness, but his face became cloudy.

"Brother Man, where did you learn the magic skill of supporting the sky? Is there any source?" Han Li asked slowly.

"Origin? This magic skill is a well-known skill in Chaotic Star Sea. It has been passed down for a long time. Compared with Liudao's six-pole true magic skill, it is not much less famous. It's just that this skill has always been spread in a single vein, and I also encountered it. It was only through my master that I learned it. Why, is there something wrong with this exercise?" Yuanying asked in bewilderment.

"It's nothing!" Han Li shook his head with a twinkle in his eyes, and when he turned his palm, the jade slip disappeared.

"If Brother Han has no time to practice this skill, he can just find a disciple to pass it on. As long as the inheritance of the Tuotian Demon Kungfu is not broken, it will be fine!" Man Beard had seen Han Li's strangeness before, so how could he? I believe this, but I just said it lightly, without any intention of pursuing the matter.

For him, the most important thing is to devour the extremely Yin Yuanying, so he immediately said: "Since you have seen the exercises, I wonder if Man can do it?" His eyes flashed red, and a layer of evil spirit suddenly appeared on his face.

"Of course! But Brother Man is a little weak now, do you want Han to help you?" Han Li looked at the frozen Patriarch of Jiyin, but asked with a smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, fellow daoist, but there is no need to do so. Although Man's mana is less than one-tenth of what it used to be, it is still more than enough to deal with an immobile monk." Man Beard shook his head and said confidently.

"Then follow Man, I'll wait outside!" Han Li smiled slightly without saying a word. With a sway of his figure, he arrived at the entrance and walked out of the stone room slowly.

Immediately, only the bearded Nascent Soul and the frozen Patriarch of Jiyin were left inside.

Nascent Soul stared at Patriarch Jiyin with a gloomy look on his face, and Patriarch Jiyin couldn't move, but his eyes showed a look of abnormal fear at the same time.

Han Li stood in the passageway outside the stone room, playing with the jade slip in his hand with one hand, muttering silently.

The stone room has been extremely quiet, without the slightest sound. After a quarter of an hour, a tired voice came.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you can come in now." It was Man Huzi's voice, only slightly hoarse.

Han Li raised his eyebrows, and when he closed his hands, the jade slip in his hand disappeared without a trace again.

He turned around and walked back to the stone room.

I saw that the giant blue ice was still standing there unharmed, but the extremely yin patriarch inside had rolled his eyes like a dead fish, and he had lost all breath.

The Nascent Soul was suspended on the blue ice, its body was half bigger than before, and it was full of vitality, not as weak as before, but its small face was full of exhaustion.

"Thank you Brother Han this time! I have temporarily recovered most of my energy, and I must take this opportunity to sit down immediately, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted. My secret cave address is..." Yuanying said immediately when he saw Han Li , but at the end, when the voice was low, it actually came directly through the sound transmission.

After listening to a few words intently, Han Li nodded without changing his expression.

"Okay, Man has avenged his vengeance, so he just sits down here, fellow Daoist Han can do his own thing!" Yuan Ying said calmly with a long breath. Immediately, it flickered, shot directly to a corner of the stone room, and sat down cross-legged.

A dazzling golden light shone on Yuanying's body, and the aura on his body began to fluctuate, becoming stronger and weaker at times.

Han Li smiled slightly, and also ignored Man Beard's resignation. Instead, he clasped his hands together and raised them again.

With the sound of thunder, several thick golden arcs shot out, hit the huge ice, and burst in golden light.

Immediately, the ice cubes were shattered inch by inch in the countless slender electric lights, turning the body of the extremely yin patriarch inside into shredded corpses.

Han Li glanced at it, and after confirming that there were indeed no souls or second souls inside, he nodded in satisfaction and turned his head again.

At this moment, the aura of the Nascent Soul's surface was flowing, but a few cracks had already begun to appear, and the golden light shone in the cracks, as if a golden liquid was about to flow out.

Han Li squinted his eyes, staring at the bearded Nascent Soul, and remained silent.

After a soft "bang", the entire Nascent Soul collapsed, turned into a little golden light, and disappeared into the void.

Witnessing the sit-down of Man Beard Nascent Soul, Han Li sighed lightly, raised his hand and aimed at the corpse on the ground.

A fireball shot out, covering everything on the ground in flames.

Han Li didn't even look at the fire, it turned into a blue rainbow and circled in the stone room, and shot out from the entrance.

In the blink of an eye, the light flashed in the passage and disappeared without a trace.

Because when going out, Han Li no longer had any fears, so under the full speed of escape, the kung fu came to an end in a moment.

A stone wall flashing with aura stood in front of it.

Han Li didn't hesitate either. As soon as he raised his hand, a golden light flickered on his fingertips, and he was about to release sword energy to slash open the stone gate.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a loud noise like a mountain shaking, the whole passage was trembling, and there was a rumbling echo.

Han Li was stunned, a little surprised in his heart, but his movements didn't stop at all. After several golden sword lights intersected and slashed, the stone door was torn apart.

With a flash of his figure, the person appeared outside the stone gate.

The outside is the first floor of the attic, and this stone door is just a secret door somewhere in the corner of the attic.

But once out of the passage, the loud noises and shaking became several times louder. From outside the door of the attic, there was someone laughing wildly, shouting angrily, and from time to time there were whistling and cracking sounds one after another, as if Shi Feng suddenly became In the fierce battle, there are people fighting outside casting spells.

Han Li frowned, but a red light flew in from outside the attic. Before the people inside could see who was in the attic, they shouted: "It's not good, the monster from Tie Shifeng suddenly... ! Who are you? Where is Elder Wu?" The monk saw that the person standing in the hall was not the Patriarch Jiyin he had imagined. He was startled and exclaimed.

But Han Li sneered, opened his mouth, and a golden light disappeared for a moment, and then screams came from the opposite side.

In the red light, the monk was surrounded by the sword light that appeared strangely around him, and his body and head were in two places, and two scarlet red swords fell.

This alchemy cultivator of the Anti-Star Alliance was also considered unlucky. He didn't even take a closer look at Han Li's appearance, so he lost his life in such a muddleheaded manner.

However, Han Li understood a little bit from the few words the other party said. It seemed that the monsters in the sea suddenly launched a surprise attack on the Anti-Star Alliance.

There was some doubt in my heart, but without him, I didn't want to get involved in this matter at all. Immediately, I made a fist with both hands, and the breath on my body was collected, and then I shook my body again, and the whole person disappeared, and then swaggered out of the attic. Go lightly.

But before he could fly to the gate, he heard a roar that sounded like thunder coming from the air: "Friend Tang, this time our Sea Clan has dispatched so many Transformation Clansmen, you Star Alliance will never be able to resist it!" Yes. If you are sensible, just obediently hand over the top-grade top-grade spirit stone, and our Sea Clan can let you survive."

The person who spoke was buzzing, but his cultivation was astonishingly abnormal. The cultivator of the Anti-Star Alliance outside the attic, whose cultivation was lower, was directly shocked by these few words, and his body became weak, and the spiritual power in his body stagnated for a while.

Han Li's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words "Extreme Grade Spiritual Stone". Almost without thinking, he shot out from the attic door, and then looked up into the sky.

It was a mess outside, with spiritual lights flickering everywhere and crackling sounds, and dozens of monks and some strange monsters were fighting happily. High in the sky, pale blue clouds and mist covered almost the entire sky.

And under the clouds, several battle groups are at loggerheads. One of them was a thin-looking old man in a blue robe, holding a blue mirror in one hand, emitting countless dazzling blue lights, and driving a blue flying sword with the other hand, like a dragon going out to sea.

His opponent was an extremely fat Tutuo, tall and unusually tall, wearing a golden ring on each arm, but holding a round bowl, spraying bursts of blue mist from the mouth, and blocked the thin old man's attack. And that thunderous roar came from Toutuo's mouth.

Han Li stared at Xia Toutuo with a flash of blue light, and saw a few silver scales on his neck.

As for the other places, a man and a woman are fighting together. A Confucian scholar with a pair of short horns on his head, another gray-robed old man uses a gourd to release bursts of dark wind, and a figure covered in red flames. At loggerheads.

And a little farther away, a large mass of blood-colored mist was tumbling, and there was a faint roar and crackling sound coming from it, as if someone was fighting fiercely inside.

It seemed that it was impossible to tell who would win and who would lose for a while, and it seemed that the Anti-Star Alliance had done the right thing by withdrawing the Nascent Soul cultivators from other islands earlier.

Otherwise, the usual guards on Shifeng would have been destroyed by an attack.

"What top-grade spirit stone? Could it be that I heard it wrong? How can I find any top-grade spirit stone?" The thin old man's face remained unchanged, and he urged the magic weapon to become more powerful, but he said lightly.

"Until now, brother Tang is still doing such a deceitful thing, don't you think it's ridiculous?" The fat man laughed loudly, with blue mist gushing out of his mouth, but a look of disdain appeared on his face.

"It turns out fellow daoists are just hearsay! How can there be such top-grade spirit stones in the human world? You have come to the peak for no reason and killed so many monks in the alliance. Tang will never stop there!" Qing Shou The old man replied with a haha, but his expression turned cold.