I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

In the tall and empty main hall, Zhang Yi dressed in white quietly looked at the opposite side.

I saw the hilt of the Sky Splitting Sword trembling slightly, and the tip of the snow-white sword passed through the chest of the figure, bringing a smear of blood into the large seat made of jade behind it.

A thought is the direction of the sword.

The peak master Qin Kai, who was about to awaken, lost the light in his eyes again.

Zhang Yi's clean sword came to an end the battle that was about to break out!

Although the peak of the ancient times is better than the current elders, Zhang Yi doesn't think that the opponent's strength is stronger than himself.

The reason why he preempted, but only chose the simplest way of fighting.

After all, he is not a villain who starts to act after listening to the protagonist.

Unless he is interested, he doesn't mind a spike.

And when Qin Kai's eyes lost their brilliance, when Zhang Yi entered the main hall, the uncomfortable cold and cold aura he felt disappeared, and light and temperature poured into the main hall again.

"call."

At this moment, sensing the changes in his surroundings, Zhang Yi sighed lightly.

With a move of his mind, the Slashing Sky Sword was immediately pulled out from the corpse.

The body of the sword was still white and flawless, without the slightest trace of filthy blood stained, and then the Shard Kong Sword returned to Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan Lake.

"I've been dead for so long, so I should take a good rest. It would be a bit impolite to get up and frighten people with corpses."

Zhang Yi said something, then raised his hand and waved forward.

Unexpectedly, this time, a breeze rushed to the Zijin token again, but it did not encounter the slightest obstacle again.

He has completed the preconditions to get this token!

The breeze winds around, and then brings this token back to Zhang Yi's hand.

Zhang Yi smiled slightly, refined the token, and suddenly had a weak connection with the token.

"This should be the end."

Zhang Yi murmured, and then put the token away.

Then he cast a spell to put this pool of Wang Youling stone into the universe bag.

Although the effect of the spirit stone on him is unnecessary, putting this pool of spirit water on Luoyun Peak can also play some decorative purposes.

Unlike storage rings that hold dead objects, Qiankun Bags can place special resources such as monsters, spirit trees, and the like, which are valuable. This was obtained by Mo Tianxin at the auction house after Zhang Yi broke through the heavens.

"Take it away, this trip has been completed."

Zhang Yi thought, taking a step forward, and he suddenly appeared at the highest point of this step, standing beside the peak master who had already died.

Zhang Yi's eyes of insight unfolded towards the peak master who had survived in ancient times but was not rotted in flesh.

"It is indeed completely dead, there is no vitality in all parts of the body, even the so-called spiritual realm is empty, and there is no soul fluctuation."

"It seems to be something like a corpse quiz..."

Zhang Yi murmured.

Then he stretched out his right hand and fiddled with the black hair of the man's eyebrows, and his fatal wound suddenly appeared.

There is a thin black line between the eyebrows covered by black hair.

The thin black line was one finger long and seemed inconspicuous, but it destroyed the peak master in a flash.

It can be seen from the peak owner's face without the slightest fluctuation.

Before he could react, he was instantly obliterated by this line of offensive.

And it is possible to make a heavenly martial artist die before he can react, and only a saint can do it with such great power.

"A blow in the air, even with the protection of the formation, is still an instant kill."

Zhang Yi murmured, then he shook his head.

"It's also pitiful. They are all dead, but they are still doing the things of tool people here, dust to dust, dirt to dirt, let me see you off."

Zhang Yi took a palm of his hand, and the fiery flame suddenly jumped onto the ancient man, burning him blazingly.

When Zhang Yi finished all this and was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance.

The figure looked at Zhang Yi for a moment, and then his face became gloomy, and he clearly understood that he was a step late and was rushed to board by the other party.

Here's another...

Zhang Yi understood that it was because he spent too much time scraping this palace, which caused others to come here.

"roll!"

Zhang Yi yelled, the Zhenyuan Lake was surging, and there was a majestic breath rushing away from his body.

That intangible aura that was almost substantive crushed towards the other party, causing the face of Delairen to change drastically in an instant.

The incoming man's face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with heavy jealousy.

After a few seconds, his figure once again turned into an afterimage and left from the hall door.

After feeling Zhang Yi's aura, he chose the most sincere approach-leaving.

When the other party left, Zhang Yi restrained his breath, his body moved, and hurried to the direction of Taihe Hall.

Although there may be some amazing treasures in those other ruins.

But now Zhang Yi obviously still regards the treasures of the Taihe Temple as his key goal.

After all, the strength of these peak masters is nothing more than a powerful heavenly martial artist, and the leftover gains are of limited use to Zhang Yi of the same level.

After setting the goal, Zhang Yi headed towards the Taihe Temple.

During the journey, he also encountered some chaotic True Yuan fluctuations.

Obviously, in order to compete for the peak master token and various opportunities, fierce battles are breaking out at this time.

After all, not everyone is as fast as him, a few seconds is the end of the battle.

In the face of these competitions, Zhang Yi had no intention of intervening anymore, but flew by directly. After such a few hours, Zhang Yi rushed to his destination.

.......

Above a low valley, Zhang Yi's figure flashed out. He glanced away, only to see that the land nearby became sparsely grassed and the ruins disappeared here.

"Is this the place of Taihe Hall?"

Mu Chen raised his eyes and looked at the distance, where there was a mountain range.

The mountains are surrounded by strong wind ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ for a long time.

Zhang Yi's spirit radiated a little, hit the wind, but it was instantly torn apart.

"Bone eroding cold wind."

Zhang Yi murmured in a low voice, recognizing the type of gang wind.

As the name suggests, this gang wind has a strong corrosive power. If the body is exposed to it, it will erode flesh and blood, and even erode bones.

Even if it is a heavenly martial artist, it must be treated with caution.

"It's a big deal."

Zhang Yi nodded.

Using the bone-eroding cold wind as a protective barrier is not only surprisingly powerful, but when a warrior in the sect breaks through to the heavens, you can also choose this bone-eroding cold wind as your own attribute power, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

That mountain range is the ultimate goal of Zhang Yi's trip, the place where the saint retreats, or the place where he fell.