All Chapters of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Chapter 511 - Chapter 520

There are all kinds of ghost stories in the Eastern world, and the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is also the traditional Ghost Festival, which is also known as the Mid-Yuan Festival. Legend has it that on that day the King of Hell opens the gates of hell and lets the ghosts who have been tortured for a year come to earth to enjoy a blood meal. The Western world also has its ghost stories, and vampires are one of the most famous.Vampires on the silver screen are invariably handsome and flawless, feeding on human blood, and those whose blood has been sucked by a vampire are assimilated. Vampires are afraid of sunlight, and when the sun shines on their skin, their skin will smoke and fester. However, what is played in the movie is, after all, played by actors, how can there be such an existence as vampires in this world?"That ......" Ning Tao looked at Bai Jing's eyes and said tentatively, "Sister Bai, the blood demon you're talking about wouldn

It was not known how many times the ground kicked each other, Ning Tao was kicked out of the inner world. But without waiting for him to open his eyes, he opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.Other people's Ice and Fire was a pleasure, but his Ice and Fire was a torture. At the end of an Offer, every bone in his body hurt as if it had been pounded with a hammer. Even his organs, his muscles, his skin felt as if it had been pounded inch by inch by a red-hot, frozen hammer, and he felt as if he would fall apart at any moment at this moment.Ning Tao took a few breaths and pulled out his cell phone.The phone has long since died, but the screen doubles as a mirror.Ning Tao brought his cell phone to a height parallel to his face, passed his eyes to look at it, and froze at a glance.In the "mirror", his eyes were black, his nose was bleeding, his lips were a little swollen, and when he looked in the "mirror", a trace of blood flowed out fr

Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells ......Shortly after nightfall, Ning Tao's cell phone rang with an incoming call. It was still the same number, it was a call from Charles."Mr. Charles, have you arrived at your destination?" Scratching the answer button, Ning Tao opened the door.Charles' voice came from the phone, "Mr. Ning, I've arrived, when can you come."Ning Tao said, "Put the piece of paper I gave you in a room with no one in it, and remember that there can't be anyone present in that room, including you, so that I can ensure that I can cast the spell successfully, or else I won't be able to help you.""Okay ......" came the sound of footsteps on the cell phone, the sound of the door opening, and finally Charles' voice again, "I have placed that note you gave me in the middle of an unoccupied room, I have closed the door, and I am personally guarded the door of the room for you, and you may cast your spell.""See you later." Ning Tao hung up the

At the end of the Refined Tactical Flashlight's beam was a broken cliff, part of which extended outwards, and it was impossible to see what was above it. Ning Tao carefully observed that the cliff was about a hundred meters high from the ground, and the ripples of the ink in the earthseeking inkstone were pointing towards that very cliff.Ning Tao splashed off the ink, put away the earthseeking inkstone, and climbed up the cliff on his hands and knees. It only took him a few minutes to climb up to the broken cliff, and as he shone his tactical flashlight forward, the wreckage of a sunken ship just entered his sight without any warning.That shipwreck has been broken into several pieces, the largest and most advanced ship in ancient times still belongs to the ship of the Ming Dynasty, the treasure ship at the time of Zheng He's journey to the West is several times larger than the ship of the period of Columbus' discovery of America. However, this wooden structure of the s

The sea under the night sky looks very calm, reflecting a dark blue starry sky, the moonlight is cold, like smoke like a mantle. In this picturesque scenery, who would have thought that in some past time and space, this place had set off a hundredmeterhigh waves?Does the past time and space cease to exist?Tick tock, it's a second, this second has passed, like a grain of sand falling into the past. All things in heaven and earth, including ourselves, have existed in this second, but have they disappeared?Endless imagination.A hole as black as ink opened up in the middle of the seawater, and two seconds later Ning Tao came through the hole. In his hand, he was tugging on the medicine picking rope, and a box was attached to the other end of the rope.When he came out of the Gate of Convenience, Ning Tao began to sink, and at a fast pace.A walk of soft, boneless hands suddenly reached out and grabbed Ning Tao's arm.The hands were those of