MTL - Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World-Chapter 44 Interval chain

at the same time.

Lingyan Mountain Range, out of the cloud peak.

In a remote cave house, the flashing light is shining like white.

A large human figure stands in the center of the chamber, and the surface is full of crystal clear white filaments. One after the other, one layer is covered with one layer, and there are no more than one hundred layers.

Suddenly, the next method of light, especially the nebula pattern under the white enamel, burst into a glaring light, full house.

The bright filaments on the surface of the chalk surface suddenly squirmed like alive, and then the surface suddenly appeared innumerable white runes, and then swelled at an incredible speed.

After a while of ups and downs, it burst and opened.

After a terrible bang, the center of the secret room suddenly had a disk sitting close to the eyes, and the naked young man in the upper body came out.

His body is tall, his appearance is ordinary, and his body is wrapped in white air.

It is Han Li.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed blue, and an amazing breath broke out from his body, and his wrap was white.

But seeing the position of the chest and abdomen, the five blue light spots are dazzling, and there is a strange star rune in each of them, and the drip is spinning and flickering.

Under the skin, there is also a faint glare in the bones of the muscles, and the stars are flashing, as if hiding thousands of stars.

After a while, as the stars runes gradually disappeared, the light disappeared a little.

Han Li opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, and he couldn’t help but feel a little excited.

After two years of hard work, it has finally succeeded in condensing the fifth Xuanzang and has become the fifth realm of the Little Big Dipper.

This cultivation speed is a hundred times faster than that described in the exercise method!

What excites him the most is that the physical injury has finally recovered completely at this moment, and the soul has returned to about one-third of the peak period.

He thought so in his heart, and turned his palms in his hand, and there was a light blue scent of ginseng in his palm, and he chewed it in his mouth.

Feeling the mana that is gradually filling in Dantian, Han Li’s mouth can’t help but smile.

In the past two years, through the ripening of the small bottle of green liquor, he has already left a lot of five or six hundred years of Yunhecao for the sake of cultivation.

The reason for this is because it is enough for him today, more than this year, but it is a waste.

Even recently, he directly ripened a 10,000-year-old service. As a result, after the drug power exceeded the mana of the Yuan Ying period, it would still dissipate on its own, which did not help the restoration.

Han Li shook his head, converges his mind, closes his eyes, and casually looks at the situation inside the body, but suddenly finds that the dense fog in the dantian is obviously much thinner.

He was happy in his heart, following the golden light radiated from Yuan Ying, and soon projected the gods to the past, and he saw the golden man who was full of body, still maintaining his original posture, and he was asleep.

Seeing this situation, Han Liluo was indulged, and the power of the gods was so that the force of Dantian contained a burst of magic, and a thin filament of crystal appeared in the air, flying up and down to the Yuan Ying.

When it was close to Yuan Ying, all the filaments suddenly accelerated, and they stabbed like a steel needle.

At this moment, a loud bang of "Boom", a curved black light swept out from the Yuan Ying body, suddenly blocked all the crystal wires.

Han Li’s body slammed into a shock, and he felt sullen, only to feel a violent shock in Dantian.

His look changed a few times, and after a bite of his teeth, he suddenly tempered his magic.

The sound of "Boom", the power of God's thoughts spread all over Dantian, the number of slender crystal filaments suddenly increased, turning into a crystal-like tide, squatting on the curved black light.

"噗"!

The curved black light just flashed a few flashes, and finally it could not support the turning into a black smoke, and the cockroaches disappeared.

The crystal tide suddenly drowned the golden little man, and Han Li’s thoughts finally broke into the Yuan Ying body.

The next moment, his face became ugly and abnormal.

The Yuan Ying body is criss-crossed, and there are eight black and white chains that are shining with dark rays!

These chains almost run through the entire Yuan Ying, some connected to the Yuan Ying limbs, and some directly reached the head of the Yuan Ying, with black mist and faintness on it, which looked strange.

What is even more shocking is that these black chains seem to contain some kind of unknown law.

Han Li's eyebrows are slightly stunned, and his mind is reminded. He manipulates the gods to crystallize into a crystal axe, and slashes straight toward a black chain.

"铮".

The small axe edge slashed over the chain, and suddenly it was shocked. It was pushed back by a strange force, and it flew out and collapsed in midair as a little bit of crystal light, disappearing.

Han Lixin’s micro-shock, once stopped, will once again be a reminder.

A large number of mana, driven by his thoughts, turned into a blue smoke, condensed and scattered to the black chain, as the smoky fog attached to it, trying to melt it.

However, at the moment when the smoke touched the chain, the chain immediately shook quickly, and as soon as the black mist suddenly increased, the blue smoke was quickly wrapped and swallowed up.

Han Li is still unwilling to give up, and the law has changed again...

At the same time, somewhere in the fairyland.

In a vast expanse of desert, the sky is gloomy and gray, and the air is filled with a pungent smell of dust. The surrounding winds roar like a ghost, and the layers of sand are raised, covering the entire sky.

At the horizon, dozens of yellow salon rolls are connected in one breath, like a yellow high wall that runs through the heavens and the earth, rolling forward and pushing forward, and the road is getting wider and wider, and the momentum is getting bigger and bigger.

However, when it rolled to about ten miles from the center of the whole desert, it did not encounter any obstacles, but suddenly it crashed into a huge mountain, crashing into a dust, and scattered.

I saw the center of the desert, standing a magnificent hall more than ten feet tall. The temple is full of earthy yellow, and there is no carving on the outside. It looks like it is made up of yellow sand, and it smells like a desolation.

There is a large space inside the temple. There are dozens of thick and square pillars scattered around the wall. The dozens of braziers hanging on the walls on both sides emit a lush green light, which reflects the darkness of the whole hall and outlines the depths. Solitary black and wide chair.

Surprisingly, the wind whistling outside, but the interior of the hall was extremely quiet, and almost no sound was heard.

"玱啷啷"

I saw the dark-skinned man on the dark bench. He was lifting a dry palm slightly, causing a black-and-black chain wrapped around his arm to make a sound of metal friction.

The man's cheeks were deep and his face was dry. The half-closed mouth showed a row of white teeth. He was wearing a white coat and his skin was blue and black. He looked like a zombie with a green face.

At a closer look, the white squat under his body was covered with a chain of black and black chains with thick arms. The chain extended at one end in all directions, almost covering the entire hall.

At this time, the zombie man's eyes were closed, suddenly opened, and the blue-black dry face showed a strange look at the same time.

"Come on!"

The zombie man snorted and his voice was hoarse and low, like a throat filled with sand.

Not far from the front of the chain, the iron chain suddenly swayed, a khaki big bag slowly bulging from below, and then a twist of confusion, turned out to be a burly man dressed in ancient bronze armor.

The man's face was dark green, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of rust. He bowed to the ground and shouted:

"Old ancestors"

"In the past millennium, who among the disciples under this seat can use the chain of separation that I personally gave?" The zombie man hoarse and asked directly.

"Qi's ancestors, three hundred years ago, Fang Hao, who served in the Imperial Palace, encountered a strong enemy. He once used a chain of law to kill the opponent, and the rest was never used." The bronze man immediately replied.

The zombie man heard the words and whispered to himself: "It turned out to be the old seven..."

After thinking for a while, he said to the Bronze Man: "To the party, he said that he had not degraded the enemy of the use chain, and now he has re-energized the power of the law contained in the chain."

"Yes, ancestors." The bronze armor should answer.

"In addition, tell him to solve this enemy as soon as possible, otherwise after a hundred years, this seat will be hands-on, to recover the power of the law in the chain." The zombie man slowly closed his eyes and added with a blank expression.