I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Well, it hasn't been activated yet.

...Will there be a breakthrough to the middle of the earth, and then a warrior with full of confidence will provoke him? Thinking about it, it's really exciting.

However, his own cultivation base is the highest after all, and the efficiency of killing monsters is undoubtedly the highest.

In the battlefield of the ruins, the training points accumulated from the late stage to the Dzogchen may not be enough.

But there is still a lot of confidence in breaking the sword intent from 30% to 40%.

Zhang Yi touched his chin, maybe... he could set a small goal?

When going out of the ruins battlefield, advance the sword intent to 40%, advance the physical realm to the middle stage, and then compete for a pillar of inheritance light?

Hmm...perfect!

Zhang Yichang thought, and then collected the spoils—this was the source of the dispute between Zhang Yi and the dead monster beast. If he didn't pick him, then the monster beast brother would have died in vain.

The soul melts the yin flower.

Zhang Yi carefully dug it out, then put it into the jade box, and then his figure flashed and disappeared.

...

Compared with Zhang Yi's smooth wind, Wang Heng is going to have a much miserable life.

As a model of a genius counterattack, Wang Heng has gone through untold hardships, many tribulations, and nine deaths before finally reaching this point, and he has the qualifications to stand in front of Lan Wu.

Of course, it's just qualifications.

If he wants to defeat Lan Wu, he must also seize the opportunity of this ruin battlefield to achieve the ultimate overtake.

At this time, he woke up leisurely on a piece of ground.

He frowned and opened his eyes slowly, only to feel that his cheek seemed to be touched.

Stroking?

Wang Heng was shocked and opened his eyes violently, only to realize that a dog-like monster was licking his cheek.

"I fuck!"

Wang Heng felt unbalanced for a while, and couldn't help but utter a voice.

And this shouting scared the dog-like monster beast, and hurried over.

Then, Wang Heng smiled helplessly and struggled to stand up.

He checked his condition and sighed, his body was weak, his internal organs were all unclearly injured, and his combat power was less than 50%.

"Lan Wu..."

He muttered the name, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared.

Thinking about these things is not helpful now, let's observe the terrain first, thinking about this, Wang Heng walked in one direction.

His back is bleak, lonely and deserted.

...

"Boy, die!"

Zhang Yi strolled in the mountains and forests, and suddenly a person came out next to him.

When the person is not near, the wind of fist has already sounded.

Zhang Yi didn't move, but at a glance, the air in the air fluctuated, and then the man flew upside down and hit the trunk behind him severely.

The man spit out old blood, already suffering internal injuries.

He had already reserved his strength, otherwise he would have been beaten to death because of his opponent's cultivation base.

Really, when you come out to cut off the road, at least you have to practice, don't run out all kinds of cats and dogs.

Zhang Yi walked slowly in front of the man, looked down at him from a high position, and spoke plainly.

"Answer me a question and let you go, otherwise you will die."

Zhang Yiming clearly looks like Young Master Pian Pian, but what he said has a tone that cannot be refuted.

This is probably the reason for the strength of strength.

"My lord is forgiving, my lord is forgiving."

"My lord wants to know what, as long as I know it, I will definitely answer, I dare not conceal the least."

The man paled with fright, and quickly replied.

"Very good." Zhang Yi nodded.

"I have met a lot of people in this position in recent days, but what's the chance?"

Zhang Yi asked casually.

The man nodded quickly and said, "There is a lake in the northwest, and there is an island in the middle of the lake. Everyone is rushing there now."

"Oh? What's the chance there?"

Zhang Yi nodded, and then asked, "No, I don't know, no one has successfully landed on the island yet."

The man answered honestly.

"Well," Zhang Yi asked, touching his chin, "How far is the lake from here?"

"About half a day's journey."

Zhang Yi nodded, then turned around and hurried towards the lake.

It wasn't until Zhang Yi disappeared into his eyes that the man relaxed.

He touched his back and found that he was wet with cold sweat.

"Damn boy!" the man murmured, a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

And just when he was about to leave, there was a slight distortion in the air, and then a little light pierced his chest, and a blood-red flower bloomed.

He widened his eyes and couldn't believe it, "Why...would...would..."

Immediately, his head tilted, and there was no more interest.

Zhang Yi was speeding through the forest, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl.

A person who wants to take action against him, how could he keep the other party?

For Zhang Yi, the so-called keeping promises must also be for people.

If it were a normal transaction, Zhang Yi would naturally fulfill the agreement, just like Xiao Lei of the Rock City Xiao family. Although he didn't feel Zhang Yi doing things, he finally let him go.

But if facing someone who wants to harm him, Zhang Yi will not restrict himself, and he will not be bound by rules and regulations.

After all, in the first sentence of their meeting, the man said hello: "Boy, die."

...

"A chance, half a day's journey, although it has deviated from the goal of the Aoki Divine Body, you can still take a look."

Thinking of Zhang Yi, his feet picked up a bit more speed.

Here is a flat ground, surrounded by open areas.

And there is a small lake in the center, a small island in the middle of the lake, and on the small island, from a distance, it seems that there is a thatched hut.

At this time, in this position, many people have been surrounded.

But the strange thing is that despite the large number of people, none of them tried to cross the lake.

When Zhang Yi arrived here, what he saw was such a picture.

Zhang Yi looked at the thatched hut in front of him and nodded, his evaluation of this opportunity was even higher.

Thatched cottage, the standard equipment for the master.

Zhang Yi's eyes have mysterious and mysterious meanings appearing, and he casts an eye of insight.

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Under the eye of insight, Zhang Yi immediately noticed the difference.

On the lake, a white mist suddenly appeared.

No, it didn't appear suddenly, but always existed, but Zhang Yi hadn't seen it before.

Are these fogs the way to stop these many warriors from passing? Zhang Yi faintly grasped something.

But even if he knew the reason, Zhang Yi had nothing to do, because he hadn't tried it personally, and he didn't know what the effect of the mist was.

Is it forbidden to vacate, or aura and true yuan? He didn't know everything, he still had to ask about it, and he knew it clearly before he could do it with confidence.

Although the cultivation base in the later stage of the terrain is enough to sweep the younger generation, it is better to be humble in the face of the restrictions on the battlefield of this ruin.