I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

The deep voice came into Huajian's drunk ears, like a devil's groan, making his body tremble uncontrollably.

At this time, Huajianzui was like a lamb to be slaughtered, and could only passively wait for Zhang Yi's hand to lift the knife and fall.

The palm of his hand was exuding a spiritual fluctuation all the time, giving him the deadliest pressure.

His mind and will have been completely destroyed by Zhang Yi at this time, and he has no idea of ​​resisting at all.

Before death, everyone is equal.

Even if it is a tyrannical warrior, if there is no smile to see the courage of life and death, it is probably nothing more than that.

Hua Jianzui's body trembled, her hair was messy covering her forehead, and her body was very miserable. Where is the previous romantic suave?

Hanamazui lowered her head, and a weak voice came from her throat.

"Ask what you want to know, I just beg for a pleasure."

"Of course."

Hearing the answer from the other party, Zhang Yi smiled harmoniously.

Although he can kill the opponent's mind to a weak point, and then cooperate with the forced invasion to get the news he wants, but the other party is willing to cooperate, then he is a lot easier.

Zhang Yi didn't hesitate, and asked directly, "What is the function of the sage token?"

Hua Jianzui replied in a low voice.

"The Saint's Order is issued by the Saint. Generally speaking, except for the warriors of the seven superpowers, only those who have the chance to break through the Saints will be granted."

"Holding the sage's order is equivalent to a talisman, you can enter the mysterious place for a short time."

"Mysterious place, what is that?"

Hearing words that he had never heard before, Zhang Yi frowned and couldn't help asking.

"I don't know exactly where it is. I only know that it is a mysterious space outside the star realm, and it is the last chance the saint gives us."

"There are various opportunities in it, which can greatly speed up the progress of martial arts tempering, and even if the opportunities are sufficient, you can directly break through the realm and become a holy."

Hua Jianzui explained calmly, but Zhang Yi's eyes were gleaming.

Directly break the border and become a holy!

This is really arrogant.

You must know that the saint is aloof, although it is only one step away from the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm, but this step is very close to the end of the world, it is extremely difficult to cross, I don't know how many tianjiao heroes have been stumped.

At this time, in Huajian's drunk mouth, there is such a mysterious place that can help everyone to go further and cross the world.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but be moved.

As we all know, the most basic condition for breaking through the saints is the martial soul and the great perfection of the heavens.

The warrior can only try to break through these two steps, otherwise he will not even be able to realize the idea of ​​breaking the boundary.

Of course, being able to try to break through does not mean that they will be able to break through the boundary successfully. There are also martial arts that pass or fail to break through.

In fact, at this point, the success of breaking through a small part depends on your own talent, and most of it depends on your own background.

If one's own background is strong enough, then the breakthrough will naturally go smoothly.

As for the many martial artists in the star realm, the first requirement has been fulfilled, only the step of condensing martial souls has been delayed, so that they have no qualifications to try to break the realm.

"Is the last chance given by the saint for Wuhun..."

Zhang Yi murmured in his heart, divine consciousness unfolded the sea of ​​consciousness in which he looked inwardly.

I saw a vast ocean of consciousness in the dark space.

And above the sea of ​​consciousness, there was a long sword that was slightly illusory standing still, with silver radiance flowing on the body of the sword.

If you carefully sense it, you can feel the strong sword intent from this silver illusory long sword.

This illusory silver long sword represents Zhang Yi's highest achievement in kendo, the prototype of the sword soul!

"To fully condense the sword soul successfully requires an extremely large amount of will, and even if it is to use the cultivation point to complete this step, it is also an astronomical number."

Zhang Yi once calculated that if he chooses a practice point to improve the progress of the sword soul based on his current cultivation speed, it will take a full two hundred and fifty years to wait until the sword soul is fully condensed!

You must know that even if it reached the current level of cultivation, Zhang Yi would have spent three hundred years.

The span from the artistic conception to the martial soul is really too huge, so so many Dzogchens are trapped in this step.

Even for Zhang Yi, who has a system, he still can't do it in one shot, but it takes time to accumulate.

"The chance for the tempering of the sword soul..."

Zhang Yi murmured, all kinds of subconscious thoughts surfaced in his heart, and then buried in his heart.

At the end, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth.

"It turns out that the role of the Saint Order is like this, is it equivalent to the key to enter the mysterious land..."

"And the various opportunities in the mysterious land can improve the progress of tempering the martial soul, thereby satisfying the last condition for breaking through the saint..."

"This token is probably very attractive to all top martial artists."

"No wonder Hua Jianzui had greed in his eyes when he sensed the sage token. It seems that this is a hot potato."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi couldn't help taking a drunk look at the flower room in front of him.

But even though he understood this, Zhang Yi was not worried.

If he had just obtained this sage token, it would really take a lot of effort to hold on with his cultivation base in the late stage of the heavenly realm.

But now after nearly a hundred years of accumulation, Zhang Yi has no fear of enemies coming from all directions.

If they want to covet his holy order, the status quo of Huajian drunk is their fate.

"But that mysterious place is outside the star realm?"

"It's really interesting. It seems that I have to take an outer space adventure before becoming the lord of the star realm."

Zhang Yi thought to himself, with a look of expectation.

The seventh sense in the dark told him that the mysterious place was his key puzzle leading to the saint.

perhaps,

He can use this to break through the realm and become a saint, and then take the opportunity to communicate with the origin of the star realm to control the entire star realm in one fell swoop!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but his eyes were bright and his heart was surging.

For the first time, he felt that it might not be far away before he truly grew up and became a master in control of the star realm.

From the glorious ancient times of martial arts in the astral world to the weakening of martial arts in the aura, time has passed for tens of thousands of years.

During this period, I don't know how many warriors have worked hard to reverse the decline of the star realm, but they all failed in the end.

The difficulty of becoming the master of the star realm is really too high.

At sunset, everything will decay. This is the situation currently facing the star realm.

Lips and teeth are cold, as a warrior born in the star realm, even if he is as powerful as the seven saints, he still has a certain inseparable connection with the star realm.

And this is the reason why they worked so hard to support the birth of a new saint.

Such an approach, the warriors of the star realm no longer know how long it lasted, but after all, it was a temporary cure rather than a permanent cure, and it could only delay the advent of the great decline.

But in the near future, perhaps the real turning point is coming...

...

At this time, the future master of the star realm looked at Huajian drunk, and continued to ask various questions.

"As a top martial artist, you should be able to sense the strong resentment over the star realm, what's the matter?"

"Does it have anything to do with the mysterious place?"

"Connecting that mysterious place requires a tremendous amount of power, even if it is still unbearable for the sage. Using the formation method, the sage can borrow the power of this resentment and push the door open."

Hua Jian drunk and replied honestly.

That was the case, Zhang Yi nodded in his heart and understood.

"In this way, when that day arrives, won't it be the time when the star realm is cleansed again and returned to peace again?"

Zhang Yi thought in his heart, and then he asked another topic.

Although he has the cultivation base of the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm, Zhang Yi has not communicated with the warriors of the same realm due to long-term retreat, so he is undoubtedly at a disadvantage in terms of intelligence.

For example, the matter of Star Realm Resentment and Saint Order, Zhang Yi had never known before.

At this moment, Zhang Yi was not polite. He asked about various things in Huajianzui and learned a lot of secrets.

For example, the first woman in the star realm's top combat power list is the Sect Master of Acacia, and is also recognized as the strongest heavenly realm.

In addition to reaching the limit of his cultivation base, the opponent has also walked a long distance on the road of martial arts tempering, and it seems that he is not far from the standard of breaking through the saint.

For another example, this time there was a chance for the Greenwood Spirit Tree. The Great Elder of Baoling Temple in the Middle Territory seemed to have set off. He was also a warrior who cultivated the flesh.

...

After half a day, Zhang Yi squeezed Huajianzui almost to the point, pressing the five fingers on his head slightly hard, the look in Huajianzui's pupils suddenly dimmed.

he died.

For the sake of the other party's cooperation, Zhang Yi did not make too much embarrassment, but simply understood his life.

Pulling off the opponent's storage, Zhang Yi's figure flashed, standing in the air.

Immediately after he pointed out, Huajian's drunk figure on the ground was suddenly covered by flames.

Zhang Yi is very familiar with this whole process.

Soon, black ashes appeared on the ground, and Zhang Yi flipped his palm again, and the ground suddenly turned over to the sea, and the ashes were completely buried.

Zhang Yi watched this scene, and disappeared as soon as his body turned.

But what Zhang Yi didn't know was that after half a month, a warrior passed by here.

It was a swordsman with a knife on his back, his face was vicissitudes of life, and his eyes were deep.

He looked at the smooth, mirror-cut mountain gap in the distance, with waves in his eyes.

At the same time, the snow-white long knife carried on his back trembled slightly, groaning softly, as if a little agitated.

"A strong sword technique, with the breath of thunder on it..."

"When did the Star Realm have such a top swordsman again?"

"interesting……"

"Since I met the opponent here, the swordsman must have also come for the opportunity of the Qingmu Spirit Tree, but I have to enlighten me..."

In the murmur, the knife man walked slowly towards the distance, his figure gradually hazy.

...

Zhang Yi returned to Yuanlu, and then stayed in the city.

He still acted as usual, not changed because of beheading a top martial artist.

So after another week of stay, Zhang Yi set off again.

And Zhang Yi's goal this time is Qingzhou, the largest state in the Eastern Region.

Qingzhou.

The most powerful state in the Eastern Region, where all forces gather, and countless strong, it is also the location of the oldest spiritual tree in the star realm.

At this moment, Zhang Yi officially set off, rushing to the direction of the towering tree.

.......

The sun was scorching, the wind was scorching, and there was no cloud floating above the blue sky, it was as clean as a mirror.

"call out!"

On the empty and silent sky, a sudden rush of breaking wind sounded, breaking the silence.

I saw a violent streamer passing by the far horizon, and its speed was so high that it left a white dovetail in the sky.

The person on the road is naturally Zhang Yi.

At this point, he has been on his way for several days.

At a certain moment, Zhang Yiru's body shape stopped and looked at the city below.

This is a city near the river.

Next to it is the Nutao River, the largest river in the Eastern Region.

The Nutao River is extremely long, winding tens of thousands of miles above the land of the Eastern Region, and among them are countless small tributaries, forming a huge water transportation network.

At this time, Zhang Yi came here, intending to take a boat along the river eastward to Qingzhou.

Zhang Yi looked at a corner of the city, which was leaning against the Nu Tao River.

There is a prosperous port there, with huge ships coming and going on the water docking at the port, and countless people are busy, running back and forth for their livelihoods.

Zhang Yi observed for a moment, then his figure fell into the city in a flash.

Zhang Yi rested in the restaurant of this city for one night, and the next day, he found a large ship heading to Qingzhou by the way.

This ship is more than 100 meters long and 30 meters wide. The whole body is made of extremely precious top-quality Xuanshui wood. It is a top ship that passes on the Nu Tao River.

Generally speaking, it is impossible to board this ship without an appointment in advance.

But for Zhang Yi, this rule is dispensable, it's just a matter of his sentence.

Moreover, the Nu Tao River is not entirely safe. Under the wide surface of the river, there are a lot of water monsters inhabiting.

They are not fashionable, and every time they encounter accidentally, passing ships often suffer heavy losses.

And with such a top expert in charge, the safety of the ship will obviously be guaranteed.

After noon~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The White Crane rides the wind and waves, with wings on both sides of it, which keep inciting, and descending towards the surging river.

And Zhang Yi stood on the third floor of the Baihe ship, looking at Class A below.

There are dozens of people on the deck at this time, each with deep cultivation bases, and strong fluctuations in true essence. Between the eyes, the eyes are as sharp as a knife, and they are breathtaking.

"The overall martial arts level of the Eastern Region is higher than that of the Southern Region."

Zhang Yi murmured, and after observing for a while, he withdrew his gaze.

Returning to the cabin, Zhang Yi sat cross-legged and began to perform various martial arts in his mind.

After the battle with Huajianzui, his understanding and application of martial arts can be said to be even more impressive. At this time, he naturally has to try more.

And time, so slowly passed.

The White Crane sailed down the river, traversing thousands of mountains and rivers, getting closer and closer to Qingzhou.

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