I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

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Under the dim sky, several days have passed.

At this time, Zhang Yi flicked his fingers on the edge of a stream in a deep mountain, and suddenly several fish in the stream were pierced, and they were sorted and entered into his belly.

Then, Zhang Yi felt a warm current in his stomach, which made his strength seem to increase.

"Is this a rare sight of a rhinoceros fish in rumors? It can actually increase the strength of a warrior."

Perceiving his own state, Zhang Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and he landed on the small black fish in the stream. It could be seen that on the heads of those swimming fish, there were indeed sharp black horns standing, which looked quite for extraordinary.

"As expected of a continent with star fragments and stars, there are still such rare spiritual things."

"Unfortunately, these rhinoceros don't grow for a hundred years, and the increased vigor is still too small for me, and it has little effect. It would be great if I could find rhinoceros that are more than a thousand years old."

Zhang Yi whispered calmly.

At this time, four days had passed since he beheaded Tan Wu.

During this period, he never encountered the elite saints of other forces, nor did he find any chance. He can only say that this fragmented continent is indeed vast enough.

"It should be soon. According to the map guide, in the depths of this mountain forest, there is a chance fortune placed by the eight major forces..."

Zhang Yi thought, looking into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

I saw that in the sky above the vast sea of ​​consciousness, there were two maps spliced ​​to each other, forming a incomplete and more careful map, on which some spiritual objects were marked.

These two maps, one was given by Qingfeng Swordsman, and the other was obtained from Tan Wu of the Ten Thousand Snake Palace who he killed.

After all, the eight top forces have placed their fate into this space, so there will naturally be some clues left behind to provide some convenience for the saints of their respective sects.

In place, Zhang Yi rested for a while, then set off, following the guide of the map, and went deep into the mountains and forests.

......

The shattered earth is filled with an ancient atmosphere, and even the clouds in the sky are covered with heavy dust, showing a brown posture that makes people feel uncomfortable.

Somewhere in the west of the Shard Continent, a stream of light suddenly swept across the mountains and forests, rushing to a boundary with a purpose.

The light and shadow is naturally Zhang Yi.

At this point, he was approaching the location marked on the map.

"The atmosphere is indeed a little different."

Zhang Yi's figure fell on the top of a towering tree. He looked forward and could feel that more and more monsters were emerging in the dense ancient forest ahead, and they became more and more violent and tyrannical. Obviously, it was not a good stubble.

On the spot, Zhang Yi thought for a while, and suddenly a Xuantian mirror flipped over it and landed on top of his head, and a faint blue light fell, covering his figure.

Although Zhang Yi is not afraid of these monsters, but it can reduce trouble, he will naturally not refuse.

The dazzling light shrouded himself, Zhang Yi set off again, turned into a ray of light and shadow, and quickly passed through this virgin forest.

Perhaps it was the Xuantian Mirror that blocked Zhang Yi's breath, so that Zhang Yi did not disturb the brutal beasts on the road, but passed through the virgin forest boundary quite smoothly, and really got close to the destination.

...

At this time, on a boulder, Zhang Yi's eyes looked forward, and suddenly saw a lonely peak.

The virgin forest is vast and there are many monsters in it, but at the end of it, there is a solitary peak standing between the sky and the earth, which is out of tune with the surrounding, as if it was shaped by the day after tomorrow.

It was the handwriting of the Seventh Heavenly Saint, and it was transformed by an offensive when the masters of various forces fought, and a martial arts resource was also placed on the lonely peak, waiting for those who were destined to obtain it.

"The solitary peak stands up and connects with the heaven and the earth. It seems that it is there."

Zhang Yi whispered calmly, and then he suddenly swept away.

Soon, as it approached, Zhang Yi felt a faint pressure, which made the true essence in his body run a little bit sluggishly. He knew that it was the residual breath of the seventh-layer heavenly saint.

After all, this solitary peak was originally the remnant of the mountain thrown by the saints, and there are some traces of magical powers in it. Although the power of the magical powers disappeared with the passage of time, the breath still exists between the world and the earth.

With the Taixuan Sword Sutra running, Zhang Yi eliminated the discomfort, and then his figure broke through the wind barrier that enveloped the entire solitary peak and landed directly on the top of the mountain.

Then, Zhang Yi looked around, and saw a three-meter-three spiritual tree with a golden-yellow body.

The golden spiritual tree is rooted in a black soil, and there is a strong spiritual energy surging in it, giving it enough nourishment, and looking at the brown earth around it, you can know that the black soil is deliberately brought later, rather than a natural existence. .

"Golden tree."

"In the violent sea area, it is only distributed in the confused island group occupied by the Sky Bird Clan. It seems that this opportunity was placed by the Sky Bird Clan, but I don't know why the map in the hands of Tan Wu of the Ten Thousand Snake Palace marked this place?"

"The Heavenly Bird Clan and the Ten Thousand Snake Temple are both monster forces~www.wuxiamtl.com~ They have secretly joined forces? This is possible..."

A few thoughts flashed in Zhang Yi's mind, and then he stepped forward, wanting to collect this golden tree. He has never missed such a spirit tree with abundant vitality.

However, just as Zhang Yi moved and walked into the golden tree, suddenly, a boulder on the side exploded, and then a corpse puppet shot out, punching directly at Zhang Yi's position. , to suppress him.

Under that palm, as if there is a boundless blood shadow emerging, it can shake the mind.

This is a test.

If you want to get the chance for good fortune, you must defeat this corpse puppet.

Of course, if the person who came here was an elite saint from the Ten Thousand Snake Temple or the Heavenly Bird Clan, would that trigger this corpse puppet test?

After all, although all parties enter the Fragment Continent to compete fairly in name, secretly, all forces will definitely have their own small calculations, and these are within the default general category and are accepted by all parties.

"It's really troublesome."

On the spot, Zhang Yi shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied.

Immediately, when he saw his footsteps, he clenched his right fist, and slammed out the collapsed fist from the first chapter of Wanyue Giant Spirit Body.

"boom!"

In an instant, fists clashed with fists, and terrifying power erupted suddenly, stirring the void into a collapsed depression.

On the other hand, Zhang Yi did not move at all, and the corpse puppet on the opposite side suddenly exploded with his fist, and the whole person flew out.

"Fuck off, don't bother me to get the chance."

Zhang Yi opened his mouth coldly, bullied himself forward, and another punch that contained vast strength fell, and the corpse flew out again.

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