I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Zhang Yi felt something was wrong.

He didn't meet two people along the way, and he had reached the top of the holy mountain.

"They disappeared out of thin air?"

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, and then unfolded Divine Mind to look around, but he didn't notice anything unusual, even if he used the Eye of Insight.

"Beyond the realm of the eye of insight, the realm of the so-called saint?"

"Does the holy realm martial artist who has been dead for an unknown period of time also possesses such strength, or are they all ants under the simple holy realm?"

Zhang Yi's eyes were calm and he thought about it seriously.

Then he took off the jade pendant with his right hand on his waist, thoughtfully.

"Could it be that something changed that made me stagger with them?"

"If this is the case, the only variable is that I went to the courtyard to meet the saint's wife."

Holding the jade pendant in his hand, Zhang Yi thought about it for a moment, and then walked towards the dilapidated palace.

No matter what happens, the soldiers will block the water and cover it up.

If Zhang Yi couldn't even have the ultimate move of Destroying Sword Qi, there would be no suitable person for that day martial artist.

"Smashing Sword Qi is really a magical skill." Zhang Yi couldn't help but sigh.

During these long years, Zhang Yi didn't have doubts about Shattered Sword Qi.

The heaven-defying secret technique that can be cultivated in this profound realm is obviously very powerful. Why are so few people practicing?

However, he discovered the drawbacks while observing the cultivation process of the sect disciples.

This secret technique seems to have some unknown limitations.

More than 70% of people cannot cultivate, while the remaining 30% is the highest cultivation level and will not be able to progress.

Although this secret technique was very powerful, it was Zhang Yicai who carried it forward.

For others, this is just an ordinary secret technique.

In the end, Zhang Yi thought to no avail, and could only be attributed to the growth skills of the novice in the game, so that he could pass the novice period more easily.

Probably the meaning should be the same, after all, there are many settings in this world that are related to games.

For example, after he unified the Agni Nation, the materials he obtained from various sects were just right to upgrade the spiritual pool.

This is too much a coincidence, but more like a level reward for the game to get through a stage.

...

Zhang Yi walked slowly and firmly to the temple, and soon he stepped in.

The scene inside suddenly appeared in Zhang Yi's eyes.

In the dilapidated temple, there is a pool of gold color on the ground in the center.

The pool water glowed, and there was an extremely delicate aura flowing from it.

Do not,

Maybe it shouldn't be called aura, but a kind of energy far better than aura.

Zhang Yi only felt it slightly, that is, he felt the Zhenyuan Lake in his body vibrate slightly.

"The power of the saint?"

Zhang Yi looked at the pool with some surprise in his eyes, and couldn't help but say.

At this time, as he approached, the golden pool water on that side was slightly rippling, with a burst of abundant energy swept toward him.

With a slight inhalation at the tip of his nose, Zhang Yi felt that his cultivation level had slightly improved, and his cultivation point could not stop rising.

He is already a martial artist in the heavens, and can crush his existence in terms of energy quality, and only the power used by the saints.

Zhang Yi's gaze swept across the golden pool water, and then looked inside.

I saw a black wall in front of the pond, and under the wall there was a golden human-shaped skeleton sitting leaning against, and a mighty power naturally radiated from his skeleton.

"The remains of the saint!"

Zhang Yi couldn't help his eyes condensing, then looked at the golden pool water thoughtfully.

"Is this holy spirit liquid?"

"It was formed from the Zhenyuan lake after the fall of the saint?"

The more I thought about it, the more Zhang Yi felt so.

"If it is really holy spirit liquid, if I use all the water in this pool, I'm afraid it will be able to break through the late stage of the heavens on the spot."

Zhang Yi couldn't help sighing.

Of course, Zhang Yi knows that the greatest effect of the Holy Spirit liquid is not to improve the cultivation base, it is better to say that the cultivation base is only incidental.

The Holy Spirit liquid can reshape the flesh, and the baptism of the Holy One's air will undoubtedly give a lot of help to the final breakthrough of the Holy One.

Zhang Yi looked at the jade pendant in his hand. At this moment, as he walked into the palace of this fragment, the jade pendant glowed slightly.

"This jade pendant was left by the wife of the saint..."

Zhang Yi's heart moved, and he looked forward, looking for the feeling in the dark, he threw the jade pendant in his hand to the skull on the opposite side.

At the same time, the destruction of the sword energy in his dantian was also ready to go, preventing accidents from happening.

"Ding!"

This jade pendant with a light blue light hit the bone, and then there was a sound that echoed all around.

One second...

Two seconds...

Three seconds...

In the broken palace, the skeleton's posture that has not changed for millions of years suddenly moved slightly.

"Kacha, Kacha."

In the jerky and harsh voice, following Zhang Yi's actions, the skeleton moved at this time!

There was ashes falling from the skeleton to the ground, and an invisible fire suddenly burned in the eye socket of the hole.

"boom!"

As the invisible flame of the bones emerged in the eye sockets, a huge power that seemed to transcend the world suddenly swept across all directions, and Zhang Yi was the first to bear the brunt.

"Chang!"

Zhang Yi inserted the Air Splitting Sword into the floor in front, and a light curtain surged from the sword to block the overwhelming power.

Zhang Yi is like a lone boat in the violent sea, swaying but safe and sound.

"This aura has its form but is godless, like an empty shell. It seems that although this saint has some reaction, it lacks power."

As Zhang Yi's thoughts turned, the violent power began to weaken, and then disappeared invisible.

"Shu Yao..."

Under the broken palace, the invisible fire in the eye sockets was slightly shaken, and there was a spirit wave coming from it, which was understood by Zhang Yi.

At this moment, the skeleton was holding the jade pendant, seeming to recall something, saying his wife's name. After a while, the skeleton looked at Zhang Yi.

"Later, what happened between heaven and earth now?"

Skeleton asked ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ apparently knowing his situation.

He seemed to be a very talking saint, thinking about it, Zhang Yi replied calmly.

"The star realm is stable as a whole, and the seven sages are aloft."

"Seven..."

"Is the star realm already weakened to this point..."

There was an invisible fluctuation, and Zhang Yi understood what the other party meant.

"However, it is fortunate that the star realm has survived, it is enough..."

"Senior, what has happened to the star realm, why is that period of history almost completely empty?"

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Yi asked the questions that had been entwined in his heart.

"A catastrophe..."

"Someone coveted this world and tried to seize the origin of this world, so a great war broke out."