I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Breaking through the thorns and cutting the waves, Zhang Yi and the Split Kong Sword merged into one, turning into a streamer and lasing out.

The cyan torrent was broken open, and Zhang Yi climbed the stairs at a very fast speed. This was his last sprint.

In his limbs and corpses, there is a steady flow of mysterious power that supports him to advance forward.

Six hundred and sixty...

Six hundred and seventy...

Six hundred and eighty steps...

Zhang Yi is like a sharp arrow that draws a bow, leaping forward quickly.

In the end, when Zhang Yi reached the six hundred and ninetieth order, the mysterious power that came out of his body was also exhausted.

In the cyan torrent,

The black-haired Zhang Yi was forced to escape from the sword, and his mind was consumed to the extreme.

However, even though his mind fell to such a low level, Zhang Yi still raised his hand tremblingly.

The next moment.

The void shattered, and a little gleaming gun tip emerged from it, followed by the entire gun body.

The tip of the gun flickered, and the gun body was carved with fine saint-level runes.

This is a supreme weapon, the Tianyang Gun, which can only be driven once in Zhang Yi's current state!

This is Zhang Yi's last resort.

"go!"

Zhang Yi gave a low voice.

I saw the Tianyang spear trembled, and then suddenly pierced the endless torrent in front of him.

The torrent stagnated, the void trembled, and the Heavenly Sun spear pierced forward again the most critical distance, and Zhang Yi stepped onto the seven hundredth step with this!

By this time, his Zhenyuan Lake was like a dry field, without any vitality.

The flesh body and the silver sword soul prototype have also reached their limits, depressed.

And the cyan torrent of order 700 is even more terrifying.

"boom!"

Without Zhang Yi's support, the Tianyang Gun was tilted down instantly by the torrent and rolled back to Zhang Yi's dried-up Zhenyuan Lake.

And his whole person was instantly buried by this tsunami.

Zhang Yi was engulfed by the torrent, and he kept going down the river, his body up and down in the waves.

In the end, the torrent drove Zhang Yi out of the cyan ladder in one fell swoop, and the test of the cyan ladder was over.

And at the position of the seven hundredth level, there was a surging of mysterious power, and then gradually formed a silver mark.

Every warrior who crosses the cyan ladder will leave his own mark, and Zhang Yi is naturally no exception!

At this time, at the position of the seven hundredth level, his brand was formed!

Outside the cyan stairs, Zhang Yi's figure was instantly rushed out, thrown into the endless distance.

But the middle-aged man stepped forward and fell on Zhang Yi's only way, stopping him.

He nodded.

Climb seven hundred steps!

Zhang Yi's performance undoubtedly exceeded his expectations.

This is still a situation where Zhang Yi has not reached the full peak, and he still has a lot of time to continue to accumulate the foundation.

"The future will be at least 900 or higher..."

The middle-aged man whispered in his heart, recognizing Zhang Yi's potential, and then he suddenly looked into the distance.

There, after Zhang Yi's climb was over, after the imprint was condensed, a ray of gray energy flew out from the source of the world at the end.

"call out!"

This gleam of gray energy instantly crossed the endless distance and shot into Zhang Yi's body.

Upon seeing this.

The middle-aged man nodded.

This is the reward for all warriors who climb the ladder.

The power of the world's origin!

And this ray of energy is also one of the factors that helps a martial artist to leap from the heavenly realm to the saint.

The fusion of this source of power is equivalent to the approval of the star realm, so the warrior can successfully break through the boundary successfully.

And the strength of this strand of origin depends on how far the warrior climbs.

There is a gap between the benefits of climbing five hundred steps and climbing six hundred steps.

When the middle-aged man climbed to the 980th step, one of his rewards was the pure light.

With this, he was able to step into this mysterious original space again.

But no matter how much the reward is.

Compared with the warrior who has really gone through a thousand steps and controlled the origin of the world, it is a huge difference after all.

At this time, Zhang Yi climbed seven hundred steps, and the strength of the gray primordial source bestowed by the source was about the thickness of a finger, and the shape was like a thin smoke, changing indefinitely.

Compared with the body of this world origin, it is only a very small part, not even one-thousandth.

But even so, this ray of origin power is still a great tonic for Zhang Yi, who is still in the heavens!

As soon as this ray of origin power poured into Zhang Yi, his eyes began to glow.

Do not,

Not only the eyes, but all parts of the body are glowing.

His heart pulsed with a thunderous sound.

His blood is like a stream, gurgling.

Regardless of whether it is the Zhenyuan lake at the location of the pubic area or the sea of ​​consciousness located in the brain, at this time, it is surrounded by the power of the gray chaos origin.

The desert that was already on the verge of exhaustion seemed like nectar from the sky, and everything began to recover.

Under this spring rain-like source of power, the vitality in Zhang Yi's body surged, and the whole began to improve in all directions.

However, Zhang Yi did not feel a bit of pain during the all-round improvement this time, but was unusually comfortable.

Everything is so random and natural as if it were a matter of course.

Zhang Yi's exhausted mind was also restored under the power of the source, and became even stronger.

And Zhang Yi was also very familiar with sitting cross-legged in the void, quietly feeling his own transformation.

He didn't need to do anything, nor did he need to deliberately control the direction of transformation.

The strength of this source has been improved in accordance with Zhang Yi's optimal solution.

All Zhang Yi needs to do is to wait for the transformation to be completed.

"A ray of the power of the origin has such an effect, which makes me transform again in the Great Perfection of the heavens. It is worthy of the origin of the world."

"Ordinary saints are only eligible to enjoy the opportunity once, and I actually enjoyed it in advance. Sure enough, white prostitution is the true meaning."

Feeling the changes in his body, Zhang Yi was in a good mood and couldn't help thinking.

Looking at the leopard, this ray of original power has changed in this way.

Then how great is the blessing brought by the origin of the entire star realm?

At this time, I really felt the benefits of the power of the source, and Zhang Yi became more and more excited. His eyes on the power of the source were like seeing a super treasure.

Eyes hot and eager.

By his side, the middle-aged man stood quietly, waiting for Zhang Yi's transformation.

In the emptiness and darkness, there is no concept of time, as if it had been like this from before Henggu.

I don't know how long it took before Zhang Yi opened his eyes.

At this time, after completely absorbing this ray of origin power, his pupils have now turned golden yellow, and the same is true of his hair.

Zhang Yi stood up, he felt his own changes, and a smile appeared on his face.

Because he was already the cultivation base of the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm, the true essence in his body had already expanded to the extreme, so the total amount of the true essence transformed this time did not increase.

However, every strand of true essence within it was filled with a breath of agility, as if the true essence had a spirituality.

This is a change in the power of true essence fusion.

In this way, Zhang Yi's control over the true essence has been raised to another level, and the changes in martial arts deduced by his true essence are also more comfortable.

And his body also gained a lot of benefits in this process.

The origin of the star realm is the origin of everything. After Zhang Yi's physical body undergoes this baptism, his potential will undoubtedly increase.

And he is in the star realm, and he is naturally more compatible with all things.

Zhang Yi's thoughts moved slightly at this time, and he felt the aura of heaven and earth with multiple attributes gathered around him.

There is fire, wind, water, land...

At this time, Zhang Yi's natural fit for all things is undoubtedly more profound, and he can even feel the kindness radiated from the heavens and the earth to him.

He knew in his heart that he had received the baptism of the source and waited for it to be recognized by the star realm.

Within the scope of the star realm, Zhang Yi would obviously receive a kind of extra-standard treatment, just like a true goddess of heaven.

"Um……"

"Under the blessing of the star realm, maybe I can also look forward to the opportunity that only the protagonist has, such as falling off the cliff to obtain a peerless cheat book?"

Zhang Yi couldn't help but think of it, but immediately he abandoned the idea.

Now he is no longer a weak hour, but has grown to the top level of combat power in the star realm.

For him, chances are mostly useless, and even if there is, it is probably just icing on the cake.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi looked at the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, his sea of ​​consciousness has more than doubled, and the prototype of the silver sword soul floating above it has become more and more solid.

"I have also moved a lot on the road to condense the sword soul..."

In Zhang Yi's perception, the Soul of the Sword had already departed from the prototype category at this time, took a big step forward, and its power had also greatly increased.

After meditation and comprehension, Zhang Yi withdrew his mind, and he discovered the change in appearance.

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows, and then the golden color dissipated, and his pupils and hair turned black again.

Feeling his black hair and black eyes, Zhang Yi nodded in satisfaction at this moment.

In his point of view, the original black hair and black eyes are a little more handsome.

"How does it feel to absorb this source of power?"

On the side, the middle-aged man couldn't help asking as he watched Zhang Yi's absorption finished.

"Very good, I feel that my own background has gone to a higher level, and the connection with the star realm has become closer."

Zhang Yi makes a fist and believes himself.

"If I climb again at this time, even without the help of the mysterious power of the Holy Spirit liquid, I can surely climb above the seven hundredth level."

The middle-aged man nodded lightly.

"Your performance is not bad, the 700th rank is already a good result for the martial artist, and you still have a lot of room for improvement."

The middle-aged man exaggerated Yi, but then turned to say.

"But even so, you must not be arrogant and complacent. Although your potential is good, it will be nothing if you don't climb to the top."

He warned.

But Zhang Yi nodded solemnly.

"Junior remembered."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said.

"Your body is already in the late stage of the heavenly realm. If you accept the baptism of the source at this time, it will not be long before you reach the realm of Dzogchen."

"When you come here, you have cultivated to the extreme with the two paths of cultivation base and physical body. The only challenge below is the condensing of the martial soul."

"Next, your goal should be on the level of Wuhun with all your strength."

He solemnly said.

"According to my experience, if you want to have the foundation to climb to the top, your martial arts must at least condense to the realm of great achievement, otherwise there will be absolutely no chance."

"The prototype of Dacheng's sword soul..."

Zhang Yi thought to himself and nodded, "Junior understands."

Later, Zhang Yi asked the question in his mind.

"senior."

"The younger generation receives the opportunity given by the senior, but has not yet known the name of the senior. Please tell the younger generation, the younger generation will surely keep it in mind."

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yi's solemn salute, and he smiled.

"It's just the dust in the long river of years, so why bother?"

Zhang Yi insisted.

"Because of some coincidence, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the demeanor of the predecessor who suppressed the evil spirits with a punch, and finally found this place."

"Senior was the main force in the fight against the catastrophe. If it weren't for the desperate protection of seniors and others, the origin of the star realm would have fallen into the hands of outsiders. Even after tens of thousands of years, the achievements of seniors still cannot be erased."

Hear Zhang Yichan's voice reply.

The middle-aged man's eyes became deeper, and he raised his hand and patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder.

"Since we were born in the star realm, the fate of the star realm is closely related to us. How can we let the origin fall into the hands of foreign enemies? This is like a dead end."

"But what you said is really good, it suits my appetite, then I will tell you."

"My name is Dongfang Jue, and I am the number one saint in ancient times!"

"It is also the leader of the Star Alliance who resisted foreign enemies in those days!"

The middle-aged man said slowly.

And as the words were spoken, his eyes gradually changed from calm to sharp.

The temperament that heaven and earth will overwhelm me and can also take over the turmoil suddenly radiated.

His will is like a sword! An invincible sword!

At this moment, he has the characteristics of a swordsman more than Zhang Yi.

Revealed!

Never flinch!

A sword dominates!

A breath of invincibility filled his will, and he had the confidence to compete with everyone in the world!

Beside him, Zhang Yi felt the invincible will permeating him, and he couldn't help but be moved.

Zhang Yi somewhat envied the opponent's natural invincible will, and envied the opponent's sharpness.

But people are different.

Some are as light as water, some are as sharp as a sword, and some are as dark as a snake.

Although Zhang Yi envied the opponent's invincible will, he would not underestimate himself.

He will eventually surpass each other!

This is Zhang Yi's self-confidence!

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and held his fist earnestly.

Dongfang Jue nodded and accepted Zhang Yi's salute, then he looked around and said.

"The goal of this trip has been completed, and you have gained something. Let's leave now."

"Yes."

Zhang Yi said ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Then, Dongfang Jue pointed out.

The light gleamed on his index finger, and then separated from his fingertips to form a channel in the void in front of him.

"Let's go."

As he said, Dongfang stepped out, while Zhang Yi stepped into the whirlpool passage behind him.

At the last moment, Zhang Yi looked back at the end of the cyan stairs.

There, the world is constantly ebb and flow, like countless years, waiting for someone who can truly master him.

Zhang Yi clenched his fists.

"Next time, I must do it!"

"wait for me!"

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