I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Looking at this deadly world, Zhang Yi looked for a direction and then flew away, ready to explore the ruins.

During the flight, Zhang Yi also met many people one after another.

Although the number of people entering this ruin was not very large until the last moment, the small world on this side was not very vast, so even if it was scattered, it could still be met from time to time.

But despite this, Zhang Yi did not slow down because of this.

Most of the people who enter this small world want to get some small opportunities, and those who really participate in the core contention are those warriors in the world.

Zhang Yi understands that the real baby is still at the core of Xiaotiandi, which is in the depths of the Zongmen.

These peripheral things can only be regarded as ordinary, for him, it is not very useful, let them go to make a fuss.

After walking in this way for a long time, Zhang Yi landed on the top of a mountain.

He looked forward, only to see a white mist in the depths of the forest full of towering trees.

In the white mist, the ruins of the palace were faintly visible.

Zhang Yi looked at the sky above the ruins, and suddenly found that the space there seemed to be gleaming, with a hint of danger radiating from it.

"A dilapidated palace... is shrouded in formations, and the energy level is around the sky..."

"Well, formations of this level are rare. Although they are not as good as some core formations, they are only one thing worse."

If you rush here indiscriminately, you will most likely encounter that formation.

In that case, if the person is not strong enough, I am afraid that I have to explain here.

Zhang Yi glanced at the twinkling light, and he had a judgment in his heart, and he nodded secretly, "In this way, it is very likely that this place is a sect important place."

Is it the library of books, the hall of monsters, or the hall of alchemy?

In his thoughts, Zhang Yi's figure flickered across the sky and landed in the white misty forest.

After landing, Zhang Yi flicked his finger, and a real yuan shot out from his finger.

However, when this true essence was about to rush into the forest area in front of it, there was nothing but a wave of voids, and a formation barrier appeared, canceling out that finger force.

Zhang Yi approached again, his palm gently pressed against the formation barrier that gradually appeared outside the broken palace.

His eyes of insight opened, and the real essence ripples in his palm that were visible to the naked eye rippled out, spreading layer by layer along the formation guarding outside the ruins.

"The protective array here hasn't completely failed, but even so, after many years, a lot of flaws have appeared after all."

After confirming the situation, Zhang Yi sighed with emotion.

If this spirit formation is intact, although he wants to enter it with a lot of certainty, after all, he has the big killer of the eye of insight, but obviously it will not be easy.

But at this time, under the vicissitudes of time, this formation also has flaws.

In this way, it is much simpler.

Zhang Yi repeated the old technique, using the eye of insight, according to the method of truncating key nodes, the light curtain suddenly appeared unstable.

"break!"

Zhang Yi saw the right time and slammed a punch.

This punch happened at the moment when the barrier appeared leaky.

As the energy vented, there was a gap in the protection of this formation.

But Zhang Yi stepped directly into the gap.

As soon as Zhang Yi entered it, he was aware of a sudden change, with a picture flashing before his eyes.

When he looked forward again carefully. It was discovered that the forest has changed a lot.

The misty forests had disappeared at this moment, and a flat area appeared in front of them.

On the flat ground, there are several halls built in between, the largest hall with the words Tibetan soldiers pavilion on the plaque above it.

"Do you hide Hyogo..."

Looking at the plaque in the distance, Zhang Yi murmured.

As the name suggests, Tibetan Hyogo is a place where Zongmen weapons are collected. Zhang Yi didn't expect to be here.

"This age has passed so long, the weapons inside will not have turned into broken bronze and iron..."

Zhang Yi spoke a little hesitantly, and then rushed there.

No matter what, it's coming, and I have to go and see it no matter what.

It should be understood that after Zhang Yi's sword body is small, he is not only a physical body entering the middle stage of the heavenly realm, but his ability to absorb the essence of various materials has also been greatly improved.

For Zhang Yi now, he can absorb the essence of the weapon for his own use, instead of being limited to the previous swords and various materials.

"If the weapons in the Tibetan Hyogo are still intact, it would be perfect for me."

Zhang Yixian felt a little moved when he thought of this.

You must know that this is the Tibetan Hyogo of the ancient sect.

"Perhaps it is another chance for the physical body..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yigang wanted to step forward, but his expression suddenly moved.

——He felt something, something appeared.

Zhang Yi's eyes condensed, his gaze shot towards the entrance of the palace.

As Zhang Yi's gaze was cast there, footsteps came from the constant entrance, and then a dark shadow appeared there.

"Is that... a person?"

Zhang Yi frowned slightly.

"No, I didn't sense the fluctuation of life, is it the puppet guarding this place?"

As Zhang Yi thought, a loud noise echoed all around.

I saw that black shadow suddenly shot out from the gate of the palace, directly crossing the distance, and bombarding Zhang Yi with a punch.

Without martial ethics, the opponent actually took the lead!

As the black iron golem fell with a punch, the surrounding array light curtains swayed slightly, as if it was blessed by the power of the formation.

That kind of power makes people look disillusioned.

This puppet seemed to be planning to blow Zhang Yi with one blow.

"The energy level has become stronger..."

Zhang Yi whispered in his heart, in his perception, the opponent's every move seems to be able to borrow the power of the formation.

But he couldn't borrow the aura of the world around him.

In this way, he is naturally weak.

At this time, as the opponent's fist approached, the oppression of terror shrouded like Mount Tai, making the space around De Zhang Yi also like a mire, unable to break free.

"Humph!"

As early as when he entered the ruins, Zhang Yi had expected it. At this time, facing such a scene, his expression remained unchanged.

I saw Zhang Yi stepping out in one step, and the power of wind and thunder burst out of him in the turbulent time of the Zhenyuan Lake.

Zhang Yi's slender and powerful hands were snapped out like lightning at this time, and they were directly imprinted with the black iron palm.

"Boom!"

The flesh-and-blood body and the non-metallic and non-iron palms clashed together, and the surrounding air suddenly exploded continuously, and the fluctuations visible to the naked eye raged madly.

As the shock wave raged, Zhang Yi's figure trembled slightly, and then stabilized, but the ground under his feet sank into three points.

The black iron puppet was shaken back ten steps before standing in the air.

"call."

Zhang Yiqing took a breath, and with the blessing of the combat master's experience, his eyes returned to an absolutely calm posture.

A combat skill that he had comprehended during the Profound Realm period is still in use, and Zhang Yi has also saved it.

What needs to be explained is that this skill seems to be the same as the Eye of Insight, which has grown with the improvement of Zhang Yixiu's base.

For example, Zhang Yi's Eye of Insight is in the Profound Realm, and can only look at the Profound Realm and the intelligence of the martial artists, but when Zhang Yi breaks through the realm, he will be able to obtain the intelligence of the realm.

The same is true for the fighting skills of the battle master.

Over the years, Zhang Yi's combat master has evolved from a mysterious combat skill to a heavenly combat master skill, so he has been able to use it until now without being out of date.

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At this time, after the two tentative fights, they separated on both sides of the sky.

Zhang Yi looked at the puppet ahead.

It was a black iron figure of human nature, with violent energy spreading around him, distorting the space, and a powerful force oppressing Zhang Yi.

"Intruder, die!"

Dry as if the sound of rubbing machinery sounded, and under the black armor were pupils without emotional fluctuations.

"It's just a dead thing."

When Zhang Yi thought about it, he took out the Saw Kong Sword and pointed the tip of the sword towards the opponent.

And his body spread out with a sharp meaning.

Feeling Zhang Yi's provocative action, the black iron puppet's pupils radiated even more. It didn't have any nonsense anymore, but stepped out and went straight to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yisi is not afraid, and the whole body is also greeted by the encouragement of Zhenyuan.

The violent energy fluctuations immediately shook the world. If it were not for the existence of the formation, the energy level erupting here would definitely be felt by the warriors outside.

...

"Boom boom boom!"

The two figures intertwined in the sky, and the sound of gold and iron resounded.

The puppet's palm was not weaker than a normal weapon, and it appeared extremely hard. Zhang Yi cut it off with a sword, only leaving a scratch.

And seeing this scene, Zhang Yi was even more amazed.

It's worthy of being an ancient sect, such a background, it makes people's heart moving.

"Even if you run this trip for nothing, but you can get this puppet, it's not a loss."

As Zhang Yi thought turned, the offensive became stronger.

After releasing himself fully, the puppet quickly fell below.

After all, if you really want to count it, this puppet is also comparable to the strength of the normal heavenly realm.

If it hadn't been for the formation to forcibly increase his strength to a level, and the opponent was not flesh and blood, and could not simply kill him with a single sword, then Zhang Yi would have killed the opponent.

"Swordsmanship!"

After a fight, Zhang Yi yelled, and threw the air-split sword into the air.

Suddenly, a sense of extreme sharpness came out from the sword.

The Rippling Sky Sword trembled slightly, as if the real wisdom was born.

"Exit!"

Zhang Yi gave a soft sigh, and the Splitting Sword rushed out in an instant.

There was a faint light flashing on the tip of the sword, without the slightest sound in the air, killing people in silence.

Following Zhang Yi's use of this trick, the Air Splitting Sword swept across the puppet in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of sword lights emerged, forming a large array of sword light, and in the center of the large array was this black iron puppet.

"call out!"

With a soft sound, the Splitting Kong Sword immediately returned to Zhang Yi's hand.

The movement of the puppet stopped abruptly, and the light in his eyes went out.

If you look closely, you will find that dozens of parts of his body have sword marks across them, and every sword mark is cut on the energy transmission node of the puppet.

It can be said that this puppet was directly killed by Zhang Yi.

"It's vulnerable."

Zhang Yi calmly said, and after a few flamboyant dances with the long sword in his hand, he took the Split Sky Sword back to the Zhenyuan Lake.

In fact, it is not that this puppet is too weak, but that Zhang Yi is too strong.

You must know that relying on the formation, this puppet is already comparable to a warrior in the middle of the heavens, and its defense is still so high, it is extremely difficult to smash the core and not die.

That is to say, Zhang Yi used the eye of insight to grasp all the weak points of the opponent during the brief encounter just now.

For a swordsman, when the enemy's weakness is exposed, it is often the end of the battle.

An instant eruption, dozens of wounds were instantly fatal, and Zhang Yi ended the battle.

Although Zhang Yi's combat skills are not at the master level, if it is combined with the insightful eye of all insight, it will surpass the so-called master-level combat skills.

As the puppet was resolved, Zhang Yi walked forward slowly, and after putting the puppet away, he walked towards the hall of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion.

With light flashing in front of Zhang Yi, the outside world of this palace also has a formation.

In fact, if it hadn't been blocked by this formation, the battle fluctuations of the two would have completely destroyed this broken ruin into a ruin.

Zhang Yi broke into the Tibetan Army Pavilion and walked deep into the depths.

After he pushed open a bronze gate, the weapons storehouse of the former sect was placed in front of Zhang Yi.

I saw that all the weapons caused by his gaze were cold.

There are spears, whips, flying swords, and long swords...

Common, uncommon, all kinds of weapons can be described as everything.

Zhang Yi just took a look, the total number of this weapon is probably thousands.

"It's worthy of being the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion of the ancient sect."

Zhang Yi couldn't help sighing, and there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"But it's a pity, not every weapon can be absorbed."

Of all the weapons in it, quite a few are low-level weapons used by the Yellow Realm and Profound Realm. If Zhang Yi absorbs the power of the essence, it will instead make him impure and reduce his physical strength.

What Zhang Yi can really absorb is dozens of weapons.

"You can't be too greedy. Even the realm martial artist, even in the ancient times, there will be no more than 20 or 30 sects."

"Dozens of weapons used in the realm, and a few weapons used in the sky, this is already very rich."

Zhang Yi said, and immediately started to raise swordsmanship.

Suddenly ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the power of mysticism was running, and the Tier 4 and Tier 3 weapons in this entire treasure house suddenly trembling and suspended in the air.

"Suck!"

Following Zhang Yi's low shout, a series of pure abilities flowed out of the weapon itself, and then entered Zhang Yi's body.

"Fuck!"

Tier 4 weapons can still remain the same, but Tier 3 weapons shattered to the ground with a sound, turning into a mass of scrap iron.

After half a day, all the top weapons in this treasure house were sucked up by Zhang Yi.

"Store these pure powers in the body first, and then slowly refine them after returning to the Azure Cloud Sect."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

He remembers that it takes a long time to exercise the physical body, and it might cause a lot of movement.

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