I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

And at the foot of this mountain range, there is a magnificent palace, that is Taihe Hall.

　　 "If you want to enter the retreat of the saint, you must first pass the Taihe Hall."

　　 Zhang Yi's eyes flashed, and then he fell outside the Taihe Hall.

　　 Here, the spiritual power between heaven and earth is so strong that it makes people feel incredible.

　　 seems to be due to the proximity of this holy person's retreat, and there is a white mist surging from spiritual energy between the mountains.

　　 "It seems that I am the first to come."

　　 looked around, Zhang Yi smiled, then he took out the token and tried to enter it, but in the end he failed.

　　 Zhang Yi frowned slightly, then the Eye of Insight looked again, and suddenly found the difference.

　　 "It doesn't seem to be turned on yet..."

　　 "No, it should be a token that cannot be opened yet."

　　 Zhang Yi's eyes flickered slightly.

　　 "Is it guaranteed that certain heavenly martial artists can enter it so that they can compete fiercely with each other?"

　　 He shook his head, a little disappointed, "If this is the case, then wait."

　　 "Unfortunately, I wanted to make a time difference to collect all the treasures of the Taihe Temple in my bag. This rule really doesn't give a chance."

　　 Zhang Yi closed his eyes and waited. Before long, he sensed a tyrannical breath coming from the horizon.

　　 can be called tyrannical by the current Zhang Yi, and the incoming person is at least the strength of the late Heavenly Realm!

　　 Zhang Yi opened his eyes and looked at the people passing by, but there was no wave in his eyes.

　　 In the sky over there, there was a man in black shirt standing with his hand holding his hand, rushing to the Taihe Hall.

　　 His body is slender and his aura is as deep as that of Zhang Yi. He is naturally different from Zhang Yi's full aura. He is exuding his aura, so he appears more oppressive.

　　 In divine thought, Zhang Yi could perceive the illusory scene of the blood sea of ​​the dead mountain around the man in black shirt.

　　 Obviously, the opponent is by no means a Tianjiao who retreats and cultivates hard, but a warrior who has worked **** endless bones from battle after battle.

　　 This person is extraordinary!

　　 The Splitting Sword in Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan Lake trembled slightly, and a desire for emotion poured into Zhang Yi's heart.

　　 eager to fight, eager to swing a sword.

　　 And when Zhang Yi looked at each other, the man in the black shirt also noticed.

　　 Then, those dark and indifferent eyes projected from a distance.

　　......

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 The two eyes met in mid-air. At that moment, it seemed that even the space was a bit distorted, and suddenly there was a chill in the sky and the earth.

　　 The black-shirted man's eyes were as deep as a dark abyss. He looked at Zhang Yi's figure, and his face was a little surprised. It seemed that he didn't expect someone to be one step faster than himself.

　　 Immediately, his face became calm again.

　　 Faster than slower does not explain too many problems. Strength is the key.

　　 The black shirt man's heart moved, and suddenly a sea of ​​dead mountains and blood appeared around him, and then the bones that fell on the ground inside were shaking, and then he looked at Zhang Yi's position.

　　 Zhang Yi instantly felt an extreme killing intent.

　　 That was not the murderous intent of the black-shirted man on Zhang Yi, after all, they hadn't met each other.

　　 This is purely a substantive consciousness formed spontaneously after the opponent has killed too many enemies.

　　 At the moment when the opponent secretly shot, Zhang Yi's eyes flashed, as if he had fallen into that scene.

　　 The sky is a round of sunset, surrounded by a wasteland, and above the wasteland, there are countless bones.

　　 At this time, countless skeletons swayed up from various places on the wasteland and stretched out their palms toward Zhang Yi's location, as if to drag him into the endless abyss.

　　 And under Zhang Yi's feet, there are also bright red bloodstains converging into a river, climbing up his legs, trying to cover him.

　　 This scene is weird to the extreme!

　　 An unfounded fear will be born in Zhang Yi's heart and turn into a seed.

　　 Once planted by the seeds of fear, the man in black will become Zhang Yi's demon!

　　As soon as the two sides met, it was convenient to use offensive methods to test Zhang Yi.

　　 If Zhang Yi was defeated, he would no longer be qualified to enter his eyes.

　　 "The magic is nothing but illusion."

　　 Zhang Yi felt the various states around him, his expression unchanged.

　　 With a move in his heart, 90% of the sword intent suddenly poured out of him and turned into a sharp sword.

　　 The sword body flashed with dazzling light, covering the entire world, and pierced toward the world like a sea of ​​blood.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 The sword light flashed endlessly, the **** rivers on the wasteland disappeared, and the dead bones melted.

　　 Immediately, there seemed to be a sound of being split between the sky and the earth.

　　 The **** scene of a mountain of dead bodies in front of Zhang Yi instantly disappeared, and the eyes of the two returned to reality, and the man in black groaned in his throat.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Although it seems that the two of them just glanced at each other, secretly, they had already fought once.

　　 Leaning towards the spiritual realm, the virtual battle, the competition is the cultivation base, spiritual strength, will and so on of the two sides.

　　 The face of the man in black shirt suddenly changed, and there was a solemn color in his eyes looking at Zhang Yi.

　　 After a brief fight, his attention to Zhang Yi increased linearly.

　　 Although the opponent is a cultivation base in the middle of the heavenly realm, the level of sword intent is extremely high, no less than some martial artists of the great perfection in the heavenly realm, and the spiritual realm is also extremely powerful.

　　 The two sides worked together, and this broke his illusion of the sea of ​​corpses.

　　 The black-shirted man's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Zhang Yi's body ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and obviously noticed it.

　　 The physical body is the foundation of everything, and the physical body is strong, and it must be more prominent for the spiritual gestation.

　　 "What a strong physical body, it is no wonder that there is such a mental strength in the middle of the sky realm. It turned out to be a warrior with both physical and spiritual energy..."

　　 The black-shirted man's eyes moved slightly, he already understood.

　　 The visit to the ruins that he originally thought he had come to catch seemed to have been changed. This person is very likely to be his most difficult opponent to fight for the final chance.

　　 "Where did these masters suddenly pop up? Why haven't you heard of them?"

　　 Suspicious in his heart, he pulled away and landed on the opposite side of Zhang Yi, and he also waited.

　　 It's no wonder that the other party didn't know, although Zhang Yi had fought against the elder of the Heavenly Realm of the Hehuan Sect more than fifty years ago.

　　 But at that time, Zhang Yi was only 70% sword intent, and his physical body was only in the early stage of the heavenly realm. How could he be compared with the mysterious warrior who was 90% in the middle of the double-sky realm in front of him?

　　 Zhang Yi's cultivation speed is indeed enough to make people doubt life.

　　 "This is the lord of the Hehuan Sect? The legendary evil star of the three halls?"

　　 "This strength is not bad, it seems that it takes a lot of effort to solve it."

　　 Zhang Yi muttered in his heart.

　　 For convenience, Zhang Yi relied on the eye of insight to discover the strongest person in this trip to the ruins, and he was also the adult in the mouth of the man in Pepsi Pavilion.

　　 evil star!

Although 　　 is the third hall master of the Hehuan Sect, it is reported that his strength is better than the second hall master, and his strength in the Hehuan sect is second only to the main hall master and the Hehuan sect master.

　　 At this moment, the strongest two of the ruins of the tour initially met, and the point is over.