A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 1232: Killed halfway

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Somewhere high in the sky, a ray of blue light moved forward slowly, and the hazy light vaguely covered a very young young man, who was playing with a piece of light red jade slip with one hand, with a faint smile on his face.

This person was none other than Han Li who had just left the Palace of Heavenly Secrets. The jade slip in his hand was naturally a record of the secret art of refining mustard seeds.

"I didn't expect the mustard space to be so famous, and the refining steps are not complicated, and most of the materials needed are ordinary things. If so, refining the space is not difficult at all." Han Li in the light murmured.

"Hey, this can also be called the mustard space? I think it's just a space crack that can be positioned and teleported at most. The real mustard space is a treasure that can be carried with you and entered anytime and anywhere." Han Li heard it suddenly. The laziness of the boy.

"Fellow Daoist's words are reasonable, but with the strength of us monks in the human world, how can we refine such treasures. Even the belt of heaven and earth mentioned by fellow daoist and the original black wind flag in my hand are only slightly different. Treasures with supernatural powers in space cannot be called mustard space." Han Li disagreed.

"That makes sense. As far as I know, even in the spirit world, the real mustard space can be counted with one hand. And every owner of the mustard space treasure is almost the highest-level existence in the spirit world. Otherwise, it would have been snatched away by the peeping people. Now that the space refining secret technique is in hand, do you want to go to the Yin Luozong to snatch the ghost Luo Banner next time? But, do you just go straight up the mountain like this, fellow Taoist?" The boy asked back with a smile.

"Go straight up the mountain, of course it won't happen. Even though there is only one big monk in the Yinluo Sect, it is one of the top ten sects of the Demon Sect after all. Who knows what powerful restrictions have been placed in the sect and what killers it has. Yin Luozong The sect is also an ancient sect that has been passed down, so I don't want to risk my life." Han Li shook his head.

"That fellow daoist means..." The boy's curiosity seemed to be aroused.

"It's very simple. Capture the thief first, capture the king first, and try to deal with the Yinluo Sect master first, then the rest of the Yuanying elders will be easy to deal with. And we didn't inquire about it in the market beforehand. Over the years, there have been many demon masters Let's take a peek at the status of the top ten sects of the Yin Luo Sect. The Yin Luo Sect master seems to go out frequently recently. As long as he finds the right opportunity, he can be killed outside the Binmang Mountain. Without the master monk to preside over it, even the Yin Luo Sect No matter how powerful Luo Zong's restriction is, there is nothing too scruples about. However, before making a move, one should choose other targets first. Once a move is made, there must be no delay for too long. But there will be big trouble." Han Li's voice became gloomy.

"That's true. Great cultivators in the human world won't take action easily, but if you really have the intention to kill such a big sect, I'm afraid these guys won't be able to sit still." The boy smiled slightly.

This time, Han Li didn't say anything, but there was a hint of coldness on the corner of his mouth. After putting away the jade slip in his hand, his escape speed doubled, and disappeared without a trace in the nearby air in the blink of an eye.

More than half a year later, a massacre was taking place over an unknown mountain range at the junction of Fengzhou and Xiangjun.

There are about five or six monks in black robes, commanding thousands of bronze-armored refining corpses, surrounding dozens of other monks in different clothes, and attacking desperately.

These bronze-armored corpses are all of a high level, and those black-clothed monks also shot together. As a result, the breath of the corpses flooded the world. It was only a meal effort. Among the monks surrounded by corpses, except for a few knots with the highest cultivation Except for Brother Dan, the rest were devoured by the corpses.

The few remaining monks also looked precarious.

At this moment, suddenly a long howl like gold and stone came from the distant sky, and the howl went straight to the sky. When the monks who were fighting heard it, there was a stabbing pain in both ears, and then buzzed at the same time rattled.

Hearing the roar, the faces of the besieged black-robed monks changed drastically, while the besieged people all became energetic, and everyone beamed with joy.

I saw a flash of spiritual light in the distant sky, and there was a faint sound of rolling thunder, and a group of dark green magic clouds with the size of several acres whizzed over. This demonic cloud is several acres in size, and its escape speed is extremely fast, it has escaped more than a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, and it looks like it is not far from these fighting monks.

"I don't know who personally led the team to fight this sect's idea? It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Bi from the Blood Bone Sect." At this moment, a cold word suddenly came from the sky above the fierce battle, a black light flashed, and a blurred figure appeared strangely emerges.

Immediately, this person seemed to dance his sleeves, and suddenly turned into an inconspicuous gray light, which flashed away, and went straight to the opposite magic cloud.

"Old Devil Fang!"

There was an exclamation from the opposite side, and then Mo Yun changed direction without hesitation, and immediately flew back and fled.

"Hmph, since fellow daoist has reached the boundary of our sect, there is no need to leave." A cold snort came out, and then there was a loud sound breaking through the air. The escape speed also doubled.

One in front of the other, the two escaped for more than a hundred miles in a short time, and disappeared without a trace at the end of the sky.

Seeing this scene, those black-robed monks regained their peace of mind, and urged the bronze-armored refined corpses to launch a more violent attack. As for the trapped monks, when they heard the words "Fang Laomo", they showed despair. Although they tried their best and killed many copper-armored corpses, they were finally wiped out by the black-robed monks net.

Then these black-robed monks sacrificed one after another jet-black leather bags and put all the bronze-armored corpses in them, but they didn't leave immediately, instead they stood there whispering for a while, looking at the distant sky from time to time.

After an unknown amount of time, a spiritual light flickered in the distant sky, and a black rainbow emerged and shot towards this side.

The black-robed cultivator who was speaking, immediately stopped talking, and stood on both sides with their hands tied.

With a flash of black light, Wuhong appeared in front of several people, and a figure with a black air mask appeared.

"See the suzerain!" These black-robed monks immediately paid respects, and everyone looked in awe.

"Have you dealt with the people from the Blood Bone Gate?" the figure shrouded in black air asked indifferently.

"Sect Master, don't worry, the seventy-three monks who sneaked into our sect from the Blood Bone Sect were all killed, and none of them escaped." A tall old man replied respectfully after taking a few steps forward. .

"Bi Huo, the elder of the Blood Bone Sect, was also destroyed by me, and only his Nascent Soul was released. After this incident, the Blood Bone Sect would not dare to take this sect lightly. Hmph, if not The sect is short of manpower, and this sect wants to go directly to the Blood Bone Sect." The figure said coldly.

The other black-robed monks didn't dare to talk anymore, they just stood there obediently, waiting for orders from the figure below.

And below, the figure pondered for a while in the black air, and then ordered again: "There is nothing here for the time being, you go back to the sect first. I still have some things to deal with alone, and I may have to go back a little later."

"Obey!"

Naturally, these black-robed monks did not dare to have the slightest objection, and they all took orders. Then, under the watchful eyes of the figures in the black air, these black-robed monks turned into light of different colors, flew away from this place neatly, and finally disappeared in the sky.

There was only one figure left in the nearby sky, suspended in mid-air alone. And he looked into the distance in the black air, motionless, as if the whole person had stopped.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly spoke:

"Fellow Daoist has been watching such excitement for a long time, so it's time to show up. Could it be that you want Fang to force you to come out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure suddenly turned his head to stare at an empty place nearby, and his tone became bad.

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Fang really deserves to be the suzerain of the Yin Luo Sect. He actually discovered this subordinate. But after sending away all the disciples under his sect, Han's whereabouts were discovered. Are you afraid that you will implicate these disciples?" An unfamiliar man's voice It came slowly, and then a blue light flashed, and a young man in a blue shirt appeared there with his hands behind his back.

This young man was none other than Han Li, and the monk surnamed Fang in the black air was naturally the target of his trip, the Suzerain of the Yin Luo Sect.

Speaking of which, in order to be able to accurately intercept this person, Han Li personally monitored for more than half a year near the Binmang Mountains where the Yin Luozong General Altar is located, and finally seized this golden opportunity, and has been following this person all the way. .

"It's you?" The Yinluo Sect Master saw Han Li's face clearly, and said suddenly, staring at Han Li fiercely, and recognized Han Li's appearance at a glance.

"It seems that Fang Zongzhu also recognizes me." Han Li's eyes were unusually calm, and his face was indifferent.

"Sure enough, you have advanced to the late Nascent Soul Stage. Now that you appear here, do you want to kill me?" The black energy on the head of the Yin Luo Sect suddenly dissipated, revealing a young face of twenty-seven or eighteen years old. She was extremely pale, and there was a green light flashing in her eyes, making her look extremely bewitching.

"That's right, since I'm here, there is only one person between you and me who can leave this place." Han Li said slowly, with his usual expression, as if he was just chatting with a friend.

"Okay, very good. Even if you don't come to look for me, I plan to go to Tiannan to look for you in the future. Now it is rumored everywhere that the old devil Gan and Master Hanli of Xiaoji Palace have fallen into your hands. To be honest , I don’t believe it at all. So this time you came to die on your own, this suzerain is exactly what you wish for. The revenge of killing your wife and the other elders, this sect happened to avenge it together.” The suzerain of the Yin Luo sect heard Han Lizhi's expression changed continuously at first, but finally his eyes became bright green, and he suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly.

Immediately, I saw this person's figure turn around, and a large black air appeared all over his body, and his figure was submerged in it in a blink of an eye, and then there was a ghost crying sound from inside, and several tall figures were strange in the black air. emerges.