Chapter 12 I am Han Li

　　The black centipede hissed, the body swung left and right, transformed into a black shadow, instantly pounced in front of his body, a large mouth, revealing a row of dagger-like white teeth, cold light, daunting, biting at Liu Shi's shoulder. 　　Tall young man was holding his head and screaming, did not notice the situation around him, "click" sound, was centipede mouth bite a square. 　　Seeing this, the corners of the White Stone Realist's mouth revealed a hint of cruelty. 　　The centipede's power, he is the most clear, ordinary artifacts can be a bite, and the most powerful place is still its poison all over the body, can corrode the spirit, see the blood seal throat. 　　But the next moment, the old Taoist face smile solidified. 　　The black centipede suddenly let out a miserable scream, loosened the mouth, inside the blood flow, a sharp teeth are broken broken off. 　　And on the golden scales exposed on the shoulders of the tall young man, there was not even a trace of injury left. 　　Although the black centipede had suffered a heavy blow, it was also aroused ferociousness, after screaming miserably, its body violently rolled, as if it were a poisonous snake wrapping the youth inside, and its long sharp feet took the opportunity to shake, and cut down one after another. 　　Clang! 　　Sparks splashed everywhere, the scales on the youth's body were still intact and unharmed. 　　When the old Taoist saw this, he almost didn't let a pair of eyeballs fall out of his eyes. 　　"Yes, I remember ...... me ...... I am Han Li, the number one cultivator of the human race, the number one Mahayana of the Spirit World!" 　　The tall youth's miserable screaming suddenly stopped, and his lowered head suddenly lifted up as he roared, his eyes clear and incomparable, no longer the slightest bit confused. 　　He was none other than Han Li, who had gone through a lot of hardships that year before he was able to ascend from the Spirit Realm to the Immortal Realm. (For those of you who haven't read it, to know Han Li's previous story, you can go ahead and check out the related prequel, the Mortal Immortal Cultivation Tale book.) 　　Han Li did not even look at the black centipede that was wrapped around his body, his arm just moved, and a palm of his hand, as if it were a steel fork, directly disappeared into the centipede's seemingly hard dorsal shell, and then with a slight force, he easily tore the black centipede from his body in a hard tear. 　　The black centipede hissed in its mouth, desperately twisting its huge body, but it could not break free at all. 　　"Bang" sound! 　　The youth's five fingers that had not entered the centipede's body simply shook, and an invisible force shook away. 　　The black centipede let out a wail, and its body went limp after the shock, no longer able to struggle. 　　Snort! 　　Han Li's other hand also did not enter the centipede body, both hands at the same time a force, in the sky of blood rain in the hands of the giant insect directly torn into two cuts, casually thrown away. 　　The two sections of the centipede's body on the ground violently twisted for a moment, and then re-transformed into two pieces of broken small streamers, the surface of the spirit light is completely lost, obviously completely destroyed. 　　This sequence of actions was like lightning and flint, occurring in an instant. 　　The White Stone Realist stood there dumbfounded, his mouth slightly open, unable to close it up for a moment. 　　Only then did Han Li turn his head to glance at Realist Whitehead. 　　As soon as the old Taoist came into contact with the youth's icy gaze, he had a jolt, and a heart felt as if it had sunk into a bottomless ice cave, his body strangely chilled. 　　"Trap me." 　　After Bai Shi Zhenren's face changed several times, he suddenly shouted and pinched with both hands. 　　The black spell formation in the secret room suddenly shone brightly, buzzing loudly, a black and gray mist once again madly surging towards the tall youth. 　　At the same time, the old Taoist sleeve raised, a light white shuttle flew out, a hovering lifted it up, shot toward the door, actually want to escape. 　　"Want to go!" 　　Han Li snorted coldly, the light of golden scales on one of his arms flashed wildly as he punched the ground. 　　"Boom." 　　The ground slabs shattered in all directions, and a huge pit appeared, the black spell formation disappeared at once, and all the mist was gone. 　　White Stone real person heard the sound of the formation shattering behind him, his body a trembling, but at this moment, he had already flown to the side of the cave door, was about to escape by directly crashing through. 　　But right at this moment, a silhouette shifted in front of the stone door, followed by an air burst. 　　"Whoosh" sound! 　　The old Taoist instantly flew out backwards like a sack, ruthlessly hitting the stone wall not far away, emitting a loud muffled sound. 　　"Wow!" 　　White stone real person open mouth sprayed out a large mouth of blood, shriveled up and fell to the ground, face full of fear, feet under the shuttle is do not know where to fly to. 　　At the gate, Han Li stood straight, slowly retrieved the left fist pounded out in the air, and with a sway of his figure, he appeared ghost-like in front of the White Stone True Man, coldly looking at the other party. 　　"Senior spare my life! The villain just had eyes but did not recognize Mt. Tai, please be magnanimous, the villain is willing to offer his entire family belongings to senior!" Bai Shi Zhen Zhen's whole body trembled, barely crawled up, removed the storage bag on his waist, cupped his hands and placed them at the youth's feet, kowtowing and begging for forgiveness, thumping his head. 　　The tall youth's face was expressionless, not even looking at the storage bag. 　　"In addition to these, I also have some treasures placed elsewhere, I can offer them all to senior. As a guest secretary of the Chancellor's residence, the villain also knows where the Chancellor's residence's treasure pavilion is located, as long as the senior nods his head, the late generation will immediately take all of them here and offer them to the senior." Seeing that the other party was silent, Old Taoist Whitehead's heart thumped as he continued to plead. 　　For the sake of staying alive, he couldn't care less. 　　When Han Li heard this, his face revealed a trace of dissimilarity, as if he was somewhat moved by the other party's words, and the golden light on his body slowly converged. 　　The old road to see this great joy, was about to open his mouth again to say something, Han Li suddenly raised his hand towards the void underneath him, a ball of black gas flew out from the shadow of the, flipped his hand and shot, and directly did not enter the old road face disappeared. 　　"Senior spare your life." 　　The old road heart was horrified, hastily probed the situation in the body, but the slightest abnormality was not found, which makes its counter more fear. 　　"Don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being, this is also regarded as the way of his own body, I just need to move my mind, this group of Black Fury will directly explode in your body, you should know what will be the consequences. Also, I've already remembered everything, my last name isn't Liu, it's Han." Han Li said indifferently, and his originally giganticized body began to shrink as normal, while the scales on his body surface also faded down rapidly. 　　The White Stone Realist's face turned ashen, but when he heard that Han Li wouldn't kill him immediately, his heart loosened up again, and he said yes repeatedly under his breath. 　　"Bang." 　　Han Li grabbed the old Taoist's collar again and lifted him straight up, while his right index finger pointed at his brow, and a black light emerged from his fingertip, not entering the old Taoist's brow. 　　"Senior ......" Bai Shi Zhenran was terrified beyond belief, thinking that the other party had gone back on his word, but his eyes became blank before he finished speaking. 　　Han Li's lips pursed, a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually emerged on his forehead, and his face gradually turned white. 　　A moment of time passed. 　　He let out a light breath and moved his fingers, and the black light at his fingertips dissipated. 　　The old Taoist's eyes rolled over and he directly fell into a coma. 　　Han Li waved his hand and threw the White Stone Realist onto the ground, taking a few deep breaths before his face recovered, but then his brows tightened as his face clouded over. 　　Just now, it was the Soul Search Technique that he had performed, having already probed what he wanted to know from Old Taoist Whitehead. 　　Han Li's gaze turned and landed on Liu Le'er, who was also unconscious on the side, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes. the golden rope on its body was without mana support and had already loosened on its own, but it was still trapped by the black light shield. 　　With a flash of his figure, he appeared beside Liu Le'er, and with a wave of one hand, an invisible giant force blasted out. 　　The black light shield shattered in response. 　　Han Li looked at the young girl's bruised body and sighed, hesitating for a moment before he pinched with one hand and opened his mouth to spew out a thin ball of green gas that flew into her body. 　　Liu Le'er's pale face immediately flushed with a trace of redness, and the wounds on her body flew back to life at a speed visible to the naked eye. 　　"Little girl, these years have also been really hard for you. But with this, I have even less mana left." Han Li looked at the young girl and muttered, then walked over to Bai Shi Zhengen, picked up the other party's storage bag, and with a tug of both hands, it actually tore apart directly, dropping a large pile of things from it. 　　These things were mostly materials, but there were also some pills. 　　Han Li carefully examined a bit, then casually picked out two bottles, each poured out a green-colored potion and a red potion, and carefully gave Liu Le'er to serve.