A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 870: win or lose

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"Go!" Han Li pointed at the opposite side casually, and the blue fire bird immediately spread its wings and turned into a blue light and shot away.

Seeing this situation, Old Monster Jin's expression darkened and he was furious. The other party didn't even sacrifice a magic weapon, but only relied on a fire bird to attack. This is too small for him. The old monster Jin laughed back with anger in his heart, and without saying a word, he quickly pinched the formula with his ten fingers. He decided to use the most powerful sword formula at the beginning of the formula, and the winner would be determined with one blow.

The three golden rainbows on the top of the head uttered a clear cry like the chant of a dragon, and disappeared in the air in a flash. Instead, a golden thread appeared in front of the old monster Jin out of thin air. Although it was extremely thin, it was several feet long. long.

The golden light flickered one after another, and one after another golden threads rolled out. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of dense gold threads appeared, which looked gorgeous and dazzling.

"Turn swords into silk!" Han Li's eyes flashed coldly, and his face showed surprise. Although the opponent was a sword cultivator, it was really shocking to be able to transform so many sword threads at one time. He really is the Great Elder of Gu Jianmen, he is really different.

At this time, when the monks watching the battle below saw the curly-haired old man displaying such supernatural powers, most of them looked strange.

"Chunsi Zhan!" "Jiang is still old and hot, and he is a master at it." "Fellow Daoist Han is so careless, I'm afraid I will suffer some losses!" The three old monsters of Baiqiaoyuan couldn't help but groaned when they saw this situation. murmured.

The middle-aged monk who came with Old Freak Jin showed a hint of joy on his face, Lu Luo's complexion changed slightly, while the old man surnamed Cheng and the female nun named Mingxin remained calm.

At this time, the golden monster in the air shouted loudly, and a series of spells hit the golden thread in front of him. Immediately, the spiritual light flashed wildly, and all the sword threads turned into a giant golden net and rolled out, just covering the blue firebird coming from the opposite side.

The golden net is more than ten feet wide, while the firebird is only half a foot long. Anyone who sees it will feel like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, but after the firebird plunges into the golden silk net, the following scene It surprised all the monks below.

The moment the blue firebird touched the golden net, it burst open, and then the light flashed continuously, and a blue light lotus appeared in the flames. Countless golden sword threads slashed towards this object, but they only caused ripples in the aura around the lotus, and they couldn't get any closer.

The monks who were familiar with the power of "Chunsi Slash" were all horrified. Seeing this situation, Old Monster Jin was even more frightened and angry, and without thinking, he hurriedly urged the sword formula in his hand.

After a burst of golden light shaking, all the sword threads became slender and elongated by three points, each golden thread became bright and glaring, and cut into the blue aura at once, cutting these auras into pieces, it was about to Cut directly to the lotus.

At this time, the lotus blossomed petal by petal. With a sound of "Puff", a cloud of blue and cold light emanated from the lotus petals, covering the space within a twenty-foot range, the light was so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at it.

Monster Jin immediately felt that his connection with Feijian was cut off, and he couldn't feel the slightest sense anymore. He couldn't help but was shocked, and hurriedly looked away.

After a while, the curly-haired old man's expression turned ugly. I saw that the lotus flower had disappeared without a trace at the location just now, but a huge piece of blue ice appeared there. The three golden flying swords were sealed inside, unable to move at all.

Old Freak Jin yelled inwardly, he slapped the storage bag with one hand, and a white jade pendant appeared in his hand. But it has not waited for him to sacrifice this treasure. Suddenly, a thunderclap was heard behind him.

Boss Jin was taken aback, and without even thinking about it, he flew out diagonally. But at this moment, the aura of his body protection was easily shattered by something like a window paper, and then a palm shining with blue flames strangely pressed on his right shoulder that was about to be raised, half of his body In a flash, he completely lost consciousness.

"Fellow Daoist Jin! This is the end of our competition. I don't know what to do." Han Li's cold voice came from behind.

"Fellow Daoist Han really has great powers, I'm willing to bow down!" Old Freak Jin was restrained by a move, his heart sank at first, but he immediately gave up on the spot.

"Brother Jin has accepted!" Han Li seemed to chuckle, and patted his shoulder lightly with the palm of his hand, then retracted the palm of his hand.

With one slap, Old Monster Jin immediately felt his shoulders heat up, and his body immediately returned to normal. Shocked, he hurriedly turned around, only to see Han Li standing calmly about ten feet behind him, a pair of silver-winged magic weapons appeared behind him at some point, and there were traces of electric arcs beating and flickering on them.

Old Monster Jin let out a long breath. It is really inconceivable that the other party has controlled the power of Yin and Cold to such a subtle level. But didn't you hear that this person's natal magic weapon is a set of flying swords? It seems that his major cultivation method is not ice-type land. Could it be that the secret technique that the other party uses so easily is so powerful, which makes him a little unbelievable!

"Boy Han, you didn't waste the old man's advice. You can manipulate the dry blue ice flames to such an extent. It's a pity not to major in ice-attribute exercises." Dayan Shenjun suddenly chuckled in Han Li's mind. Said.

"Senior, don't be joking. Although Bing Yan is powerful, it's not enough for this junior to re-learn the main skill." Han Li replied through voice transmission, and then his wings collapsed and disappeared without a sound. The person shook immediately, turning into a blue rainbow and appearing next to the huge blue ice.

With a seemingly random flick of the sleeve robe, a green glow swept out, and the blue ice melted and shrunk in the glow, turning into a misty blue lotus again. This light lotus flew lightly towards Han Li, and after a flash, it disappeared into the forehead, as if it had never appeared before.

The three small golden swords that had regained their freedom buzzed, and weakly turned into three golden lights and flew back towards the golden old monster. It seems that although being sealed by blue ice for a short time, it still damaged Feijian's spirituality a little.

Old Freak Jin's expression naturally couldn't be better, he opened his mouth sullenly, and put away the three flying swords. At this time, Han Li had already landed lightly towards the mountain peak.

From the time when the flying sword was frozen by the light lotus transformed by the dry blue ice flames, to when Han Li used the wind and thunder wings to appear strangely behind the old monster Jin and easily restrained the opponent, the winner was decided almost instantly, which made the original want to take a good look at it. The Nascent Soul monsters who fought in a big battle were greatly disappointed, but at the same time they were greatly afraid of Han Li's supernatural powers. What's more, Han Li didn't use a single attack weapon, which further showed that the disparity in strength between the two is not necessarily the slightest.

When Han Li landed on the mountain peak, although the monks had different ideas before, they didn't dare to neglect to meet him now.

"Friend Daoist Han really has profound supernatural powers, and the rumors are true."

"Congratulations to your noble sect for becoming the first sect in Yunmeng Mountain!"

The people who said these words were naturally a few old monsters from Baiqiaoyuan. Although he was ranked at the bottom, he didn't seem to care about this matter, but said it enthusiastically.

The middle-aged Xiu of the ancient sword sect had an ugly expression on his face, but in the face of Han Li's strength, he could barely smile, but he still didn't say anything when he opened his mouth. In addition to being horrified, he seemed calm at the moment.

The old man surnamed Cheng and Lu Luo were naturally overjoyed. After looking at each other, they both saw a look of relief on each other's faces. After this battle, the Luoyun Sect will probably be able to overwhelm the other two Sects within a thousand years.

These people flocked to Han Li and asked about the supernatural power Han Li had just displayed. Han Li looked the same to everyone as before, but he only briefly mentioned the matter of Qianlan Bingyan and Fengleichi. Naturally, none of these people dared to ask more carefully.

A moment later, Old Monster Jin also flew down from the sky. The elder of the ancient sword sect returned to calm now, as if there had never been a martial arts contest just now, and everyone was still laughing at the wind, which made Han Li feel ashamed. Secretly admire this person a bit.

After re-establishing the division of interests among the three sects in Yunmeng Mountain, these old monsters began to exchange some cultivation experience and take out some rare treasures that they didn't need to exchange with each other. However, such a small-scale exchange of items naturally did not appeal to Han Li, and he and others learned a lot from each other.

The following things did not cause any disturbances. After half a day, the exchange finally ended smoothly. From the cultivation experience of these Nascent Soul monsters, Han Li really got some experiences that he hadn't noticed before. Practice is very beneficial.

After the exchange, Han Li took the initiative to visit the Earth, Lung and Fire Vessels of Baiqiaoyuan. This made the old monster Raging Fire a little stunned, and agreed immediately. After seeing the unfathomable earth vein fire pool in front of him with his own eyes, Han Li stood aside and couldn't help but ponder for a while.

After half a day, Han Li, Jin Laoguai and others finally took their leave and left Baiqiaoyuan.

The three of Han Li turned into three startled rainbows and fled towards Luoyunzong, but on the way, Lu Luo talked non-stop with great interest, and directly discussed with the old man surnamed Cheng which spirit stone mines to accept and where some rare materials were produced. The thing is, some of these places belong to Gujianmen, and some belong to Baiqiaoyuan, but soon, some of them will become the property of Luoyunzong.

Although the old man surnamed Cheng was not as excited as Lu Luo, he was also in a good mood.

Han Li was not interested in talking about these things, he just listened to the two people's discussions with a smile on his face, but he didn't expect that when he was about to return to the sect, the old man surnamed Cheng suddenly said to Han Li in the twilight: "Junior brother Han, it's all thanks to You! To tell you the truth, brother, it has been the wish of several generations of elders of this sect to make this sect the number one sect cultivating immortals in the Xi country. Now that it can be achieved in the hands of brother Wei, it is enough to be gratified in this life. Brother Wei discussed it with junior brother Lu. Well, the old man plans to hand over the position of the Great Elder of this sect to the younger brother after sitting down, I don't know what the younger brother thinks?"