I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Zhang Yi ran the method of raising swordsmanship, and deposited the pure power of the weapon absorbed into the body into the depths of the body, turning it into the foundation of the next rapid progress.

In the process, he also purifies the power of the essence he absorbed again, and he discards some subtle waste energy.

"This sword raising technique is really an excellent body training method."

Zhang Yi felt the power of the weapon essence that exists everywhere in the body, and said with emotion.

His body is like a sword that has been put into various precious materials. Although it looks complicated, when it is finally forged and refined, it will be completely integrated and turned into a peerless sword.

In fact, in terms of Zhang Yi's current physical strength alone, he can shake a Tier 4 weapon with his bare hands.

A few hours after Zhang Yi ran his sword-raising skills, his practice came to an end temporarily.

At this time, he has deposited these pure powers in various parts of the body, and only needs an opportunity or a retreat to digest it.

At that time, his physical strength will soar again.

Before that, he still had to explore this small world.

After doing all this, Zhang Yi looked around the Hyogo.

In addition to the Tier 3 and Tier 4 weapons that he absorbed, there are still many Tier 1 and Tier 2 weapons.

"Although the value of these weapons is not high, the amount is not small, and it is also a large amount of wealth. It can be brought back to replenish the inventory of the sect and family."

Thinking about it, Zhang Yi threw a storage ring with a large space into the air, and then a seal was fired, and a suction force was born from it, and all the weapons around were sucked into the storage ring.

After doing all this, Zhang Yi looked at the empty Tibetan Hyogo and turned to leave.

Drilling out of the formation, Zhang Yi then proceeded to the depths.

Desserts are over, now comes the real main course.

This time, as Zhang Yi's figure crossed the sky, he finally gradually arrived at the core of this small world.

Here, many heavenly warriors gather here, where strength and conspiracy converge.

Who can become the final winner, and who will be blood-stained in the battlefield and disappear into the long river of history?

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The central area of ​​Xiaotiandi is a plain with no boundaries.

The sectarian ruins that revealed the endless ancient atmosphere stood there quietly.

I don't know how many treasures there are waiting for everyone to open, waiting for the day when they see the sun again.

In front of the ruins group, a lot of people have gathered.

Their cultivation bases are all in the heavenly realm, and only this kind of strength is qualified to participate in this grand competition.

Circumstances?

In their eyes, they are nothing but cannon fodder.

At a certain moment, a streamer appeared in the sky, and then appeared above the sky at a very fast speed.

This streamer is Zhang Yi.

The speed slowed down, and Zhang Yi stopped in the air. He looked at the ruins on the plain in the distance, his face moved slightly, and there was an undisguised shock in his eyes.

The scale of such a building far exceeds all the sects he has seen, and the Qingyun Sect is a younger brother in front of the scale of this sect.

I am afraid that it is the Wuji Palace built by one of the seven saints that can be compared.

However, even such a powerful sect cannot resist the erosion of time.

"Although it is a group of Zongmen ruins, its area is extremely vast, and I don't know how many secrets are hidden in it."

Looking at the ancient ruins, Zhang Yi's eyes moved slightly.

Then he moved, and quickly flew away in front of the vast sect ruins in the sound of breaking wind, and soon, he landed in front of him.

In front of everyone here, there is an old man with thin hair standing in the deepest part, close to the Zongmen ruins.

He held an array compass in his hand, and the real essence poured out of his body into the void and transformed into complex symbols, which were constantly arranged and combined in the air.

This old man is a master of formation, and he is now deducing the formation that covers this huge group of ruins in front of him, trying to decipher it.

And this huge formation is also the reason why everyone is blocked and unable to enter.

Zhang Yi fell to a flat ground, he glanced at the formation that covered the world in front of him, and there was a mysterious power in his eyes.

Immediately, all kinds of information about the formation were displayed in front of Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi only felt that the formation in front of him was as powerful as the ocean, making it impossible for him to deal with his thoughts in a short time.

The power of this level of formation has reached an extremely difficult level, far exceeding the formation he cracked in Hyogo.

After all, this place is the core area of ​​the sect. Even if the infinite years have passed, the formation has already been flawed, but it is still very difficult for these heavenly realm warriors.

"However... Although this level of formation is terrifying, it is not insoluble."

"If you give me a month to thoroughly analyze every change in this formation with the eye of insight, I should be able to grasp the flaws and enter."

Zhang Yi's eyes flashed, and while he was thinking, someone walked towards him. This was an acquaintance.

Ok…

It seems a bit inappropriate to say that they are acquaintances. To be precise, the two just had a relationship.

The person who came was a middle-aged man. Although his appearance was average, he looked like a fairy.

This is obviously a world similar to Oriental fantasy, but the other party looks more like a Taoist friend in the background of Xianxia.

The visitor looked at Zhang Yi, smiled and said, "Your Excellency, we meet again."

Zhang Yi lightly tapped his forehead as a response.

The person who came was the man who sold information he met in the Pepsi Pavilion in the Wujue Mountains. It was with his intelligence that Zhang Yicai finally killed Kuangshan.

It seems that this relic of a suspected saint, even if he is an intelligence officer, is still moved.

However, the opponent's cultivation base is really good, with the cultivation base of the middle stage of heaven, and the real combat power is even higher.

After all, mastering a lot of information about the Monster Beast Forest is a big cake. If you don't have enough strength, you can't keep it.

"Your Excellency, everything went well before?" the man asked with a smile.

"smoothly......."

"Where did this come from?"

Zhang Yi frowned, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com asked calmly.

"To be honest, someone came to me not long ago to inquire about some news, and then I learned that Kuangshan had fallen."

The man looked around and said through voice transmission.

But Zhang Yi understood.

It seems that there is a high probability that Taiyangzong discovered the news of the fall of Mad Mountain and sent people here.

However, Zhang Yi did not have a trace of emotional fluctuations.

After he beheaded Kuangshan, Taiyang Sect discovered that Kuangshan's fall was just a normal thing, the difference was only sooner or later.

However, discovering the fall of Kuangshan and discovering the murderer are two completely different concepts.

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