I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

The ladder has been climbed more than five hundred, already more than half the distance.

At this time, every step of Zhang Yi's advancement was not so smooth.

I saw him going upstream, his physical body trembled together, and an illusory silver sword between his brows coordinated these two powers.

And through the integration of the illusory silver dagger, the power of the physical body and the true essence is also stronger.

Although it was only the realm of the prototype of Soul Sword, it was still able to provide Zhang Yi with great help.

And in the emptiness of Origin Land, outside the cyan stairs, a middle-aged man with a somewhat illusory and transparent figure looked at this scene calmly.

His eyes are like water, and his face is indifferent.

It wasn't until Zhang Yi stepped onto the five hundred steps and exploded his physical power to continue forward and backward, that he nodded lightly.

"The power of the physical body is good. If you practice again, it won't be long before you reach the ultimate heaven."

"This step can be achieved in just three hundred years. Even in the ancient times when the martial arts were prosperous, this talent was also top-notch, not to mention that it was completed in the current decline of the star realm."

"In such a situation, if you add the blessing of the origin after climbing the cyan ladder this time, I hope that his cultivation strength will go further."

The middle-aged man nodded to Zhang Yi's performance, he was barely qualified in his heart.

As for the ultimate heavenly realm he said, it was naturally the physical level of the great perfection in the heavenly realm, and Zhang Yili was still the last step away.

At this time, the middle-aged man watched Zhang Yi as he fought against this cyan torrent, while he was climbing hard, nodding his head from time to time.

Then he looked at the chaotically unpredictable original power at the end, his eyes were deep, and he seemed to grasp a certain truth that others could not see through.

The middle-aged man could not help but murmur.

"The decline of the star realm has been going on for tens of thousands of years. I have a hunch that this may be the last glimmer of the star realm."

"If there is no longer a world lord to reverse the universe, the star realm is afraid that it will truly enter the age of the end of the law. Then, the star realm will have no future at all."

"At that point, the aura of heaven and earth dissipates, and the so-called warrior will completely become a legend. This world will become a real mortal world, and there will be no future."

"This is the last chance. The future of the star realm depends on the success or failure of this time."

Thinking of the future end that the star realm might welcome, the middle-aged man couldn't help being silent, and the emptiness around him buried him.

After a while, he shook his head.

"Oh, I don't know how long I've been dead, so let's worry less."

"The future of the star realm still has to be decided by them in reality."

With that said, the middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yi again.

At this time, Zhang Yi had already advanced dozens of steps against the violent cyan torrent, getting closer and closer to the six hundred steps.

The middle-aged man believes that Zhang Yi's current potential is about six hundred.

"When I set foot on this ladder, relying on the various methods that he cultivated, I went forward more than seven hundred stages without using the power of martial arts."

"But even so, I ended up at 980 steps. I don't know how many steps this guy can move forward?"

The middle-aged man is a little curious.

In his time, the martial arts environment of the astral world was at its peak, and the progress of condensing martial arts was generally more than that in the current era.

And he, as the representative among them, had already condensed 60% of the martial arts, and was already at the pinnacle of Xiaocheng, extremely top-notch.

But even so, he has not been able to climb to the top.

The martial artist's energy is originally extremely limited, not to mention that he is cultivating the true essence and the physical body.

By the time he finally cultivated these two Daos until the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm began to condense the martial spirit, too many years had been wasted.

Before his physical condition slipped from the peak, he could only rely on the soul-breaking saint who had condensed to 60%.

Rely on his speculation.

To grasp the origin of the world, two normal conditions are:

Cultivation together, the martial soul is ten perfect.

Double cultivation and two ways, Wuhun reached the realm of great achievement.

Meeting one of these two conditions should be to be able to truly climb to the top and become the lord of the world on one side.

It seems simple, but in fact, this condition is extremely harsh for the warriors in the small world.

Because the small world lacks the treasures to enhance one's own will, under normal circumstances, the martial artist can only rely on his own assiduous practice to advance the progress of the martial soul.

But that's too slow.

Often the martial artist has not yet met the conditions, that is, his life span has reached a certain limit, and his body will fall from its peak state.

As a last resort, they can only choose to break through at this time, otherwise it is not certain whether they can become saints after the state declines.

In the memory of the middle-aged man, he climbed the 980 steps that year and was the one who walked the farthest.

Then the second person was a contemporaneous warrior who cultivated a single master of martial arts.

He finally walked nine hundred and twenty steps.

In the entire history of the star realm, there were only two of them with more than nine hundred orders.

There will be no third person in the follow-up!

...

Of course, as the center of endless time and space, the level of the main world is undoubtedly higher than that of the billions of small worlds, and the level of various resources and cultivation bases also exceeds that of the small world.

Therefore, the main world is also called the so-called **** realm, immortal realm, and upper realm by some small worlds.

The martial artist living in the main world, relying on its unique resource advantages, accumulates sufficient foundation in the heavens, and it is not difficult to meet the conditions for becoming the master of the world.

But as the saying goes, there are gains and losses.

Although they meet the conditions, they are extremely difficult to lower bounds due to the rules of endless time and space.

The invasion of foreign enemies in the star realm in the ancient times is already an extremely rare opportunity.

But even so, under the rules of endless time and space, their ambition to meddle in the small world failed.

The opponent's strength undoubtedly far exceeded that of the native practitioners, but under the suppression of the rules, it was the native practitioners of the star realm who won the victory in the end.

As for the origin of the entire main world?

If you want to master it, the conditions are not comparable to a small world.

Even in the endless time and space, the power that is well-known is still far from it.

...

At this time, the origin of the star realm.

Zhang Yi was still climbing, and on the way, he also encountered a lot of information imprints and saw with his own eyes many Tianjiao martial artists using various methods to try to climb higher floors.

And this in turn expanded Zhang Yi's horizons, making his understanding of martial arts also improved.

Soon, Zhang Yi encountered a special brand.

It is special because the owner of this brand is one of the current seven saints in the star realm, a warrior who is still alive in the world.

The opponent's limit to climb the ladder is 541, which is a weaker type.

In other words, when the opponent breaks through the saint, the accumulation of Dzogchen in the heaven realm will be at a normal level.

Able to successfully break through to the level of the saint, perhaps luck occupies most of the factors.

After reading the information in the other party's brand, Zhang Yi had a general impression of him.

As for the seven saints above, Zhang Yi's eyes were no longer out of reach at this time, but a sense of mystery had faded away.

Then Zhang Yi smiled slightly, and then moved forward. With the blessing of his body, Zhang Yi climbed dozens of steps all the way, and finally reached the six hundred steps with the prototype of the sword soul!

By now, Zhang Yi has reached the limit guessed by the middle-aged man.

The rest is to see when Zhang Yi falls.

So far, Zhang Yi has encountered four peculiar imprints.

And the masters of these four brands are the current saints of the star realm.

This means that with Zhang Yi's current background, it has surpassed the current background of the four saints in the star realm in the sky realm.

Of course, this is not to say that the saints of the astral world are not good enough, but that the times have changed.

At this time, the overall environment of the star realm is obviously more demanding for the warriors.

At this time, after Zhang Yi entered the six hundredth order, the cyan torrent became more and more majestic, as if it had turned into a wave of the ocean, and its power was almost overwhelming in Zhang Yi's eyes.

His vigor was completely aroused, his blood boiled like wolf smoke, and the Zhenyuan Lake had already reached its limit, and a lake faintly appeared behind him.

But even now, he is still moving forward extremely hard.

The endless torrent came as if the sea waves slapped, making Zhang Yi tottering, as if he would be knocked down the steps by the wave in the next moment, ending this wonderful trip to the origin.

But how could Zhang Yi stop there?

His eyes were blood red, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.

"Wow!"

Zhang Yi grabbed the empty space and pulled the Slashing Sword away from the Lake of True Essence, and then the prototype of the Silver Sword Soul returned to the center of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Zhang Yi's eyes were sharp, and he slashed forward with a long sword in his hand!

"break!"

With a low drink, Zhang Yi exerted all his strength and waved forward.

A dazzling sword aura shot out from the sword body immediately, pushing the cyan torrent in front of him back, and taking this gap, Zhang Yi quickly took a few steps forward.

Overcoming the thorns and cutting the waves, Zhang Yi grasped the Splitting Sword firmly with both hands, and began to push forward with great difficulty.

Six hundred and five!

Six hundred and ten!

Six hundred fifteen!

One step seemed to be a heavy world, Zhang Yi pushed forward with great difficulty, and his body was already reaching its limit.

Zhang Yi finally stopped at the 634th step!

By now, even if he swung a sword, the cyan torrent only slightly blocked it and then surged in, preventing him from moving forward.

Zhang Yi tried several times, still staying in place.

"Has it reached the limit?"

By now, Zhang Yi's eyes were in a trance, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

The consumption in his body has reached the limit, whether it is body, mind, or true essence, it is almost drying up to the bottom.

It was like a red desert, without a trace of water.

Just as Zhang Yi sighed in his heart, when he was about to give up, he was taken aback for a moment, and he felt a force flowing in his body.

It was a special mysterious power, not belonging to Zhang Yi himself, but obtained from elsewhere.

This power has never been manifested before, but now, after Zhang Yi has reached his limit and been squeezed dry, this mysterious power is constantly pouring out of his limbs.

And with the surging of this mysterious power, Zhang Yi's physical body gradually flashed with a peculiar golden light.

Outside the blue steps, the middle-aged man felt the familiar breath, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and said with some surprise.

"This power... is the breath of the saint?"

"This guy has actually been baptized with the Holy Spirit liquid?"

"It seems that I underestimated him. In this way, this guy may have a chance to hit the 700th order."

On the cyan stairs,

With the surge of this force, Zhang Yi's black hair, pupils, and even his hair, skin, flesh and bones.

Even the illusory sea of ​​consciousness in his mind is now contaminated with golden aura.

And Zhenyuan Lake is also shining golden, with a feeling of a golden ocean at the level of a saint.

At this time, along with this sudden change, Zhang Yi's own state once again climbed to its peak.

And the previous consumption of resisting the cyan torrent will all make up for it.

Zhang Yi's state is extremely perfect!

"It's the effect of the Holy Spirit liquid."

Zhang Yi felt the unfamiliar but familiar power, and he also understood in his heart.

This mysterious power usually lurks deep in his flesh and blood, and logically speaking, it will only work when he tries to break through the saint.

Although Zhang Yi didn't start to break through the saints, after all he entered the land of origin, but he also met the conditions in a sense.

At this time, under the pressure of the cyan ladder, Zhang Yi reached the limit, and the Holy Spirit liquid began to take effect.

After understanding, Zhang Yi's expression suddenly became a little sad, as if he was not so happy about this incident.

"not good."

"The effect of the holy spirit liquid began to play ahead of time. Then, when I enter here again, wouldn't it be possible that there will be no blessing of the holy spirit liquid?"

Although at this time the Holy Spirit's liquid was working, his condition returned to fullness, and he could climb a higher ladder again.

But this time he just came to experience the difficulty, not a real climb.

In this way, it would be a waste of this holy spirit liquid.

However, this idea only passed in a flash, and Zhang Yi quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Although it is unexpected, it is not unacceptable."

"Although I have consumed the mysterious energy in the Holy Spirit liquid in advance, I should get a lot of benefits myself. This is true."

"And the next time I enter here, I must be fully prepared. Even without the effect of the Holy Spirit liquid, I must be 100% sure to climb to the highest point."

"Thinking about it this way, it's still acceptable."

While thinking, Zhang Yi raised his head and looked forward, the distance he had already felt in his eyes had hope again at this time.

"Although it's just an experience, this opportunity is rare in a lifetime. Since the Holy Spirit Liquid has unexpectedly played a role~www.wuxiamtl.com~, I will definitely try to maximize its effect!"

Zhang Yi's golden eyes were looking forward at this moment, as dazzling as two bright lights.

Then, he once again held up the Air Splitting Sword.

"Human sword is one!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Yi, whose whole body turned golden yellow, slashed forward with a sword.

The golden-yellow air-split sword suddenly cut a crack about ten meters ahead.

The cyan torrent roared down, but it was divided into two, and Zhang Yi jumped forward and turned into a streamer to break into the sword.

immediately,

A sword pierced the cyan torrent upstream!

This is the final sprint!

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