I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Han Yi, who was in mid-air, suddenly changed his blank eyes, and a cold light jumped out from it.

In an instant, he swayed and brought the Soul-Breaking Pill to his mouth. What he touched was only an afterimage.

not good.

The three people around me had their hearts beating wildly.

In an instant, the bearded man threw out the thick black knife in his hand. The black knife did not fall down, but flicked, and dozens of knife shadows landed in the surrounding area, covering a ten-meter radius from where Han Yi was standing. , trapped in a group.

The sword light continued, turning into a barrier of sword shadows.

However, he is fast, and Han Yi is even faster.

When his soul transformed into a tower in the sea of ​​consciousness, he was already out of trouble, and in an instant, he knew what he should do.

The other two in the middle stage of foundation building are both secondary. The most important one is the mysterious female cultivator in black robe.

Just by stretching out his hand, his soul fell into confusion.

This looks a lot like soul magic.

But Han Yi knew that this was not a soul technique. He had also understood the world's magic before. There was only one possibility that could be so silent and target the soul without being a soul technique.

Southern Xinjiang, witchcraft.

This kind of witchcraft is not the witchcraft performed by the primitive human tribes in Chaozhen Taixu Heaven. That kind of witchcraft is orthodox witchcraft, which believes in the witch god and taps into the power of witchcraft.

As for Southern Xinjiang, although it is also called witchcraft, what Southern Xinjiang believes in is not a witch god, but an evil god.

There is another name for monks who come out of southern Xinjiang and can perform witchcraft.

Evil witch.

Every evil witch is a nightmare for ordinary monks, because you don't know what kind of evil witchcraft he is performing, and he may lose his life silently.

The black-robed female cultivator in front of me must be an evil witch.

After confirming this, Han Yi regarded it as a life and death enemy.

When the Soul-Destroying Pill came to him, he had already passed by in a flash, moving more than twenty meters laterally, and with a gentle wave like two fingers, a black light flashed out of the storage ring and burst out.

Black light broken sword.

same moment.

In the Consciousness Sea Space, the Nine Layer Soul Tower remained unmoved. Despite the strange wave attack, it no longer appeared in the dazed state just now.

Just when his afterimage disappeared and the sword shadow barrier fell around the original position, a black light appeared in front of the evil witch cultivator.

Fast, almost to the extreme, with just a slight tremor, it was like a scratch suddenly appeared in the void. This scratch appeared from head to tail, not in sequence, but at the same moment.

The initial position of the scratch is three meters in front of the black-robed evil witch, and the end position of the scratch is ten meters behind the black-robed evil witch.

same moment.

Han Yi, who appeared outside the sword shadow barrier, felt his heart suddenly sink, and he was not happy but surprised.

Because the scratch from the black light broken sword pierced the black-robed evil witch, the terrifying intuition in his heart did not dissipate, but instead became stronger.

really.

In mid-air, the female cultivator shrouded in a black cloak suddenly shook her body and turned into a ball of black smoke. The black smoke collapsed and condensed in the middle, and instantly turned into a small stone figure as big as a palm.

Click.

A crack suddenly appeared on the head of the little stone man. The cracks spread from the head down to the body and then to the limbs. Then, the entire stone man broke into pieces and turned into fine sand and gravel, which was scattered in all directions by the wind.

At the same time as the stone villain shattered.

A hundred meters away from the original position of the black-robed evil witch, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air. From the outside, it looked exactly like the black-robed evil witch just now.

The evil magic of southern Xinjiang, the art of surrogate death.

"Damn it."

However, the voice coming out of the cloak at this time was no longer calm, but full of resentment, extremely strong.

An arm stretched out from the cloak. This time, the arm was no longer white and delicate, but instead had wrinkles intertwined, as terrifying as a withered tree trunk.

but.

This time Han Yi was on guard. After the black-robed evil witch used the strange substitution technique, he did three things at the same time.

the first thing.

In the space of the sea of ​​consciousness, the nine-layered soul tower was shaken violently. A thick stream of spiritual consciousness emanated from the soul tower. Even the strange fluctuations could not be blocked. After it spread out of the body, it fell on the black light that had just completed the blow. On the sword.

In an instant, the broken sword burst out with even greater speed, three times the speed of sound.

From the perspective of the black light Broken Sword, the air seems to become thicker and the resistance increases greatly. Wherever the Broken Sword passes, the air is no longer empty, but has entities. With the Broken Sword as the center, entities appear. Ripples ripple around, forming circles of air with varying densities.

boom! !

When the explosion sounded, the broken sword was already in front of the evil witch again.

Great strength can produce miracles, and one sword can defeat all kinds of magic.

No matter how weird your witchcraft is, it won't help when Han Yi's consciousness breaks out.

The second thing.

Han Yi's light body technique was used to the extreme, turning into an afterimage, flickering gently, and then appeared next to the Yin Vulture young man.

The second top-quality magic weapon has appeared in his hand.

Fire Mist Sword.

This magical weapon is one of the top-quality magical weapons randomly selected by Xuan Dan Sect for monks who are promoted to elders.

However, compared with Qingping Sword, which can be collected by Jindan monks, and Black Light Broken Sword, which has fallen from the level of a magic weapon to a magic weapon and lost its spirituality, this Fire Mist Sword is just too ordinary. .

But at this moment.

This sword was just right, because 99% of Han Yi's consciousness had been attached to the black light broken sword, and he unleashed his strongest blow besides his magic weapon.

It's not that he is reluctant to take out the magic weapon. In his storage ring, there is a golden light shuttle and a seven-star Kunwu sword. Both of these are magic weapons, but if he uses the magic weapon, he can only hit with one blow.

However, there were three people on the other side, and there was also a strange evil witch who could perform the Southern Xinjiang death technique. Han Yi did not dare to put all his efforts into it.

The Fire Mist Sword flicked lightly, and the flames fell out.

Lihuo Sword Technique.

Han Yi had practiced this sword art for a long time, but he didn't use it much, because the speed and power of sword control alone were enough. He could defeat all kinds of magic with one sword, which was simple and efficient.

However, with only 10% of his divine consciousness to assist him, Han Yi chose to use this sword technique at this moment.

The third thing.

It was the only free hand that pressed directly into the void, mana roared, and wind and fire grew and spread in the void.

The wind took advantage of the fire and became entangled together. Outside the crimson fire shield, there was a wall of wind.

The wind in this wind wall seems to have an entity, just like paper, stacked up layer by layer. A single layer of wind is naturally not enough, but a hundred layers, ten thousand layers, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, among which The resistance is absolutely terrifying.

At this moment, Han Yi appeared in front of the Yin Vulture young man and looked at him. His back was to the evil female cultivator. On his side were dozens of sword shadows brushing down. They were gradually dissipating but not completely gone. Across the sword shadows, It was the big man with a beard holding a thick black knife.

Looking down from above.

At this moment, Han Yi was actually facing three enemies at the same time.

Not even a snap of the fingers fell.

Boom, boom, boom!

The first explosion was the explosion made by the broken sword of black light crashing into the air. A flash of black light appeared behind the female cultivator.

The female cultivator shuddered and turned into black smoke again. Before the black smoke collapsed and gathered, there was a second explosion.

This time, the sword light struck the fire phoenix shield. The shield, which had condensed three layers of fire shield and three layers of wind wall, was broken into four layers. The last two layers only shook wildly and were not broken.

The third explosion was the collision of Lihuo sword light and Yinjiu youth's magic weapon.

The magical weapon of the Yin Vulture youth was a long whip. The whip was half black and half white, and the material could not be seen. When the whip shook, it collided with the sword light that Han Yi shook off, causing continuous explosions.

However, the Lihuo sword light that filled the sky was like a meteor falling from the sky, turning into countless streams of light and rushing downwards.

"What?"

The young Yin Vulture, Chao Tianzong, was suddenly startled. The long whip only blocked less than 30% of the sword light, but the remaining 70% of the sword light had already reached him.

In horror, he threw out a spiritual talisman, which burned and turned into a ten-meter-long black light shield.

Puff puff……

The sword light hit the mask, continuously sputtering out sparks.

"careful."

An exclamation came from the mouth of Guang Jinglong, a bearded man dozens of meters away. Chao Tianzong only caught a glimpse of him shouting at him from the corner of his eyes.

Chao Tianzong saw a look of horror on the other person's face, and two figures were reflected in his eyes.

Two ways?

Why two?

As soon as this question came to his mind, his pupils shrank sharply. Before his thoughts could turn, his vision turned wildly. In the next moment, he did see two figures.

One stood in mid-air, with an ordinary magic weapon at his feet and a long whip in his hand.

The second one was not very clear because it was too fast and flashed by, making it appear blurry.

but.

The figure holding a long whip turned out to be a headless man. The cross-section of his head was neat and smooth, and there was no blood spurting out.

Isn't this person himself?

died?

The thoughts stopped suddenly, and the consciousness was submerged in an instant.

From the perspective of Guangjinglong, Han Yi was seen pressing one hand in the void, and then a light red long sword appeared in the other hand. The long sword was simply thrust out, and a fiery red sword light appeared. , then, the sword light flashed and turned into countless sword lights, rushing towards Chao Tianzong.

At the same moment, the sword light he emitted for the second time was unable to break even its defensive spells and the wind and fire shield. However, he saw that the monks of the Tianyi Sect, who were facing the enemy from three sides, had already dodged their bodies and used the Mantian Sword. Under the light, he was approaching Chao Tianzong very quickly. He reminded him that he was too late. A sword passed by and Chao Tianzong was beheaded.

Fast, accurate and ruthless.

It was too fast. The speed at which the spell was formed exceeded his knowledge of monks in the middle stage of foundation building.

Accurate, defensive spells, anticipating the enemy, his own moves were completely anticipated by the opponent.

Ruthless, he was beheaded with one sword, without any hesitation or pause.

The next moment, his whole body trembled, and he saw the monk who cut off Chao Tianzong's head with his sword, looking towards him, and when he saw those eyes, he saw the intention of killing him.

There is great terror between life and death.

Facing death, some people were afraid, others were frightened, but he just roared, his murderous intent rising sharply.

"kill!!"

In an instant, his body suddenly expanded. His height, which was originally close to 1.9 meters, actually increased by another 20 centimeters, reaching 2.1 meters.

The swollen body directly stretched out the inner armor he was wearing.

The veins on the two arms were bulging and intertwined. It seemed that they contained terrifying power.

A shocking breath of flesh and blood burst out from his body.

Han Yi's eyes trembled slightly, and his narrowed eyes already knew another layer of the other person's identity.

Physical training.

Or to be more precise, spiritual and physical cultivation.

The last enemy that Han Yi encountered in both spirit and body was the halberd-wielding young man who was killed in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountains and was suspected to be a descendant of the Duke of Daqian.

And this bearded man was the second spiritual and physical enemy that Han Yi encountered.

but.

So what if he was able to cultivate both spirit and body? He had even surpassed the ranks to kill such monks.

Talk about it.

From the time Han Yi woke up from the strange witchcraft, he killed the female cultivator with one sword, but was avoided by the death technique, and then he killed one person first against three, only two short breaths passed.

now.

The head of the Yin Vulture young man who had been decapitated by himself flipped over and flew out, and the headless corpse fell down, far from hitting the ground.

Han Yi and the bearded man who inspired the power of physical cultivation looked at each other, then turned their heads again and looked at the most critical battlefield. After seeing it clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The Black Light Broken Sword, which carries 90% of the power of his divine consciousness, can explode at such an earth-shattering speed that even the late stage of foundation building may not be able to react, let alone the middle stage of foundation building.

Just like the first time, no matter how many Taoist techniques and witchcraft the other party had, they were all cut through with one sword and passed through his body.

but.

This time.

When Han Yi looked over, it happened to be when the other party's black smoke had condensed to the extreme, and what he saw was a small wooden figure. The wood cracked and shattered into small pieces, falling down.

At this time, the stone that the little stone man broke just now was far from falling to the ground.

In the space of two breaths, the death-substitution technique was activated twice, and the evil witch in black robe was extremely frightened.

She had reached the middle stage of foundation building, and it took her decades to use witchcraft to develop two death-substitution techniques. This was equivalent to her having three lives, but she never expected that in just a few breaths of time, Decades of hard work were wasted in one day.

If he was killed again, he would have no third death technique to resist.

will die.

The opponent is too strong.

Thinking of this, she was about to escape, preparing to return to the fairy boat above and escape far away.

but.

Han Yi, who was standing dozens of meters away, had a cold look in his eyes. He was proficient in evil witchcraft. If she was allowed to escape, there might be some weird magic waiting for him next.

There is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Han Yi's eyes surged with murderous intent, and he stretched out his hand and slapped the air.

Suddenly.

High in the sky, fireworks appeared all over the sky, and each one looked round and flawless.

The fireworks gathered and swarmed towards the black-robed evil witch.

at the same time.

Han Yi's body swayed, but instead of killing the bearded man, he jumped up and chased the black-robed evil witch who was escaping upwards.

To the bearded man, Guang Jinglong, his move was seen as naked contempt.

Guang Jinglong shouted loudly and stepped forward. The magic weapon under his feet that originally supported him in the air was put into his storage bag. As he took a step forward, he stepped on the void and could no longer be supported by the weapon.

Peng.

The void suddenly shook, and the air exploded under his feet. The power of this explosion kept him standing in the void.

Step two and step down.

Peng.

Step three, step four...

Step by step, he ran wildly through the void with terrifying physical strength. The black knife in his hand dragged across the void, like a flash of black light.

The end of the black light pointed directly at Han Yi.

but.

Han Yi ignored it and rushed towards the black-robed evil witch.

now.

Looking from the outside, one can see the spiritual flames gathering in the sky, blocking the head of the black-robed evil witch, and the black-robed evil witch throws out half a turtle shell. The turtle shell rolls and turns into a rotten spirit turtle.

The spiritual flames fell on the illusory turtle, and the turtle roared silently. The spiritual flames were absorbed by the turtle and dissipated.

The evil witch in black robe passes through the illusory turtle.

Behind and below him, Han Yi dodged to catch up, with murderous intent in his eyes. With two fingers and one handle, the black-light broken sword dozens of meters away had changed its direction and climbed up again.

Faster, faster, faster.

Behind Han Yi, a terrifying figure dragging a thick black knife ran wildly into the void. Every step he took made the void violently shake. Circles of air waves exploded, rushing straight down. Every step he took Every time he fell, there was a downward air cannon, and the air cannon pushed him upwards.

Han Yi, who was in the middle, had a stern look in his eyes, and had already dropped a Yin Thunder Talisman. However, the Yin Thunder Talisman was only a first-level spiritual talisman, and it was invincible against the Qi Practitioner.

But at this moment, all I saw was the bearded man running wildly, punching out, and the Yin Lei falling in the air was directly smashed away by the punch. The thunder light jumped in his fist that had expanded twice, reflecting his face in a blur. As ferocious as a monster.

Han Yi was not surprised.

He didn't expect this Yin Lei Talisman to have much effect. It was just to block the steps behind him.

His gaze always fell on the evil witch in black robe who was about to escape into the immortal boat.

next moment.

In the consciousness sea space, the soul tower shook wildly, and the divine consciousness was squeezed again.

The black light flashed again, and the speed was already faster, reaching its peak.

Pfft.

A ray of black light penetrated the evil witch in black robe, hit the fairy boat hovering in the sky, penetrated half of it, and trembled crazily.

Only ten meters away from the immortal boat, the black-robed evil cultivator shook violently, but due to the inertia, his body flew forward again, but his speed slowed down instantly.

This time, the sound of the sword piercing the flesh became real.

Han Yi turned around, and his body was also chasing upwards under the action of inertia. He looked down and saw the terrifying bearded man blocked by the Yin Lei Talisman. At this moment, he was less than ten meters away from him. The generous handle The aura on the black knife made me feel the pressure.

Han Yi smiled evilly and took out a lavender long sword from the storage bag. On one side of the sword, the word "Kunwu" was written. On the other side of the sword, there were seven grooves, like seven A purple star.

Seven Star Kunwu Sword.

This is the magic weapon rewarded by Emperor Daqian.

Mana poured into the sword, and the seven grooves on the sword of the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword instantly lit up with purple light, forming the shape of a spoon.

In just a moment, Han Yi Linghai felt empty, and his body was trembling, but his eyes were as determined as ever with murderous intent.

The Seven-Star Kunwu Sword came out of his hand and fell straight down, seemingly without any power at all.

but.

In the eyes of Guangjing Long, who was chasing him, he saw an extremely huge sword that filled the entire sight, stabbing towards him.

His face was fiercely frozen, his pupils were trembling, and there was only one thought in his mind.

magic weapon?

This guy actually sacrificed a magic weapon?