Mortal Immortal [End]

After telling Han Li not to be too eager for quick success and instant benefit, she quickly left the attic. After Han Li watched Nangong Wan leave, he got up and arranged the law array needed for Fen Shen Chop Corpse in the attic. Finally, the incarnation of the earth was taken out by him and placed in the law array. Then, he carefully laid a layer of restraint near the attic to prevent his own impact, the force burst out, causing unnecessary vibration. When he had done this, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and calmed down. In front of the nameless palace in heaven. Sitting in a wheelchair in ancient or modern times, holding a khaki bead in his hand. The surface of the bead has a pale yellow light flowing constantly, which is extraordinary at first sight and emits a strong and incomparable law of earth. Looking at the bead, he smiled at the corners of his mouth. But the joy in his expression soon froze, and he closed his eyes as if he were sensing something. A moment later, Gu or Jin opened his eyes and frowned. In a short time, he ran away. Perhaps I shouldn't have worried just now, after all, it's the last step, and I don't have to care too much. Murmured, ancient or modern. In the space of flower branches. After three days and three nights of meditation, Han Li was at his best, both physically and mentally. After getting up and checking all the arrangements again, he closed his eyes again, ran his mind and entered the space of divine consciousness. You finally have time to come and see me. Another Han Li sat here, looked over calmly, and said with a smile. The man wore the same green robe as Han Li, with a peaceful expression, neither the ferocity of the evil corpse nor the kindness of the good corpse, and his breath was exactly the same as his own. Han Li's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his intuition was that the difficulty of chopping the corpse this time was far greater than the previous two times. He walked up to Qingpao Han Li and sat down cross-legged. Did you come here to cut me out? Qingpao Han Li asked with a faint smile, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with himself. As he spoke, he pointed and a stone table appeared between them with two cups of tea on it. That's right Han Li took a sip of a cup of green tea and said with the same expression. Oh, so you know what an ego corpse is? And how can I be cut off? Qingpao Han Li was not angry and asked in reply. Han Li was silent. Indeed, he knew very little about cutting off his own corpse, nor did he have such a clear understanding of what a self-corpse was as a bad corpse or a good corpse. Previously, although he had tried to obtain some information about his own corpse through the mask of reincarnation, it was a pity that he had little success. Most of them were just general overviews, and few of them really involved the decapitation of the corpse. After all, beheading a corpse is the last step for a monk in Daluojing to behead three corpses. Generally, inflatable floating water park , people who can have experience or methods in this process are mostly Taoist ancestors, at least the peak monks in Daluojing. Even if such a person records the experience of decapitation in those years and passes it on to later generations, most of them are put on the shelf and can not be passed on to the world without special circumstances or high prices. The self is the self. If you want to kill me, you must kill yourself. Qingpao Han Li seemed to see what Han Li was thinking and said lightly. It's a little beyond my expectation that you should say this to me yourself. When Han Li heard this, his eyes flashed and he said. This kind of thing, as long as you get to that point, you will naturally understand that there is no need to hide. And even if you knew that, it would be very difficult to cut me out. Qingpao Han Li smiled. Your Excellency is very confident. When Han Li heard this, his eyes narrowed. So I ask you, are you willing to kill your companions in order to cut me out? Like that golden boy out there? Qingpao Han Li asked. Why kill a friend when you cut off your own corpse? When Han Li heard this, he frowned. What about killing your own wife? Qingpao Han Li ignored Han Li's questioning and asked in reply. Han Li's face sank and he did not speak. Or kill your own parents? Qingpao Han Li continued to ask. I thought it would be better to kill you. Han Li suddenly stood up and punched out at Qingpao Han Li. A golden fist the size of a mountain appeared out of thin air in front of Qingpao Han Li and hit him hard. Qingpao Han Li shook his head and sighed. With a shake of his sleeve, a white palm came out, and the golden light of his fingertips blossomed. With a muffled sound of "bang", the palm of the hand grabbed the golden fist, making it impossible to move forward. Han Li sees this, another arm also does not hesitate to hit with all one's strength. At the same time, the golden light on his body was in full bloom, and the spirit realm of time emerged, and it was covered by Han Li in Qingpao. Qingpao Han Li had a flash of golden light on his body, and a spiritual realm of time appeared around his body. Han Li's other boxing hit the spirit of Qingpao Han Li, like a stone dropped into the sea, did not set off the slightest wave. The two domains collided, and the forces were equally matched, and the stalemate was there. You and I are exactly the same in both cultivation and magical powers, so why waste our efforts. If you want to kill me, you'd better get to know yourself first. Qingpao Han Li said with a faint smile. Han Li, as if he had not heard the words of Qingpao Han Li, pointed with his hand. Dozens of thunder and lightning sword light shot out, a slight change, then rolled up thousands of golden light, ten thousand thunder and lightning, toward the green robe Han Li cut. Qingpao Han Li frowned, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of golden thunder and lightning swords appeared beside him, and he went up to meet them. The two men fought in the space of divine consciousness, and as Qingpao Han Li said, they were equally strong and neck and neck. In a twinkling of an eye, more than ten days passed. Two people consume too much, panting, unable to fight again, this just stopped. Han Li snorted lightly, and his figure flashed away from the space of divine consciousness. Its consciousness returns to the noumenon,Inflatable outdoor park, and the spirit is indescribably tired. The struggle with the self-corpse in the space of divine consciousness is mostly the struggle of the power of the soul, which is a great burden on the soul. After a burst of cloudy and sunny changes, Han Li finally sighed and closed his eyes again. Chapter 1347 ten thousand years of sharpening. A dozen days later. Han Li reappeared in the space of divine consciousness. joyshineinflatables.com