I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

With just one glance, Han Yi knew that he could not resist the result of this ninth-level immortal art that was sent out by the Wanming Immortal Venerable after he formed a seal.

In a flash of lightning.

He shouted heavily, and one of the three seventh-level top immortal weapons hanging beside him was integrated into the Three Thousand Sword Realm.

The Three Thousand Sword Realm composed of seven immortal swords, although the range remained unchanged, the theoretical increase index increased by two times. Because the newly added one was only the seventh level, the increase was not twice, but it was also quite significant.

Boom! !

In the sword realm, the sword light vibrated, and the sword realm with explosive power had a tendency to collapse and explode.

At the same time.

The Wanxing Daotai was running to the extreme, and his aura suddenly increased, crossing the boundary of senior immortals and stepping into the realm of peak immortals.

The immortal power and immortal soul in his body, as well as many perceptions of the great way, all exploded in an instant.

The sword realm lingering around also stabilized in an instant.

Just at this moment

The fiery fairy light emitted by Wan Ming Xian Zun finally fell into the sword world.

Han Yi's thoughts moved.

Buzz! !

Countless sword lights turned into a vast sea of ​​swords, constantly impacting the fiery light.

At this moment, if time slowed down a thousand times, you can see that this fiery light is constantly being consumed by the collision of sword lights, but its volume is too large, and the sword light can't eliminate the qualitative gap.

This light is slowly advancing.

Han Yi stared at this light.

The fairy swords standing around began to use their bodies.

Whether it was Qingping, Xuanyuan, Mingluo and other fairy swords, they all roared and constantly impacted this light, but every collision was pushed to the other side by incredible power.

"No, not yet."

"Not enough."

"Not enough."

The terrifying crisis of death made him tremble all over. Han Yi hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time.

Although he could still be promoted to the Ultimate Immortal Venerable, although he still had a few remaining life seeds, and although he still had the Taiyuan Divine Sword that had been dormant in his mind for more than a thousand years.

But there were too many uncertainties, and he would not use it until he was sure of escaping.

Han Yi took a deep breath.

When the two were less than a hundred meters apart, the crisis reached its extreme, and he used almost all his skills.

The endless sword light in front of him seemed to converge into a unique and brand-new sword light.

A thought suddenly emerged from his heart.

Taiyi.

The thought just grew.

Han Yi subconsciously put the thought on his most trusted Qingping Sword.

Boom!

Qingping flashed a brilliant light, and it collided with the light of Wanming Immortal Venerable.

This time, the Qingping Sword was not pushed away, but was shaken back dozens of meters, and the light transformed by the immortal art was blocked for the first time and stopped.

Qingping roared and blasted out again, directly piercing through the blocked immortal art light.

The next moment.

Endless sword lights gathered and wrapped the pierced fairy light, layer by layer, and in a hurry, hundreds of layers were superimposed in an instant.

But the power of the broken fairy explosion was far beyond Han Yi's expectations.

There was no loud noise. Silently, the hot light penetrated the hundreds of layers of sword light protection and spread to the surroundings. A small part fell on him, causing the gray-black light transformed by the four-source Taoist magic on his body to vibrate endlessly.

Although it was blocked in the end, the power of this fairy art really shocked Han Yi.

"This is the top ninth-level fairy art."

"It's not a Taoist art, but it's infinitely close to a Taoist art."

Immediately.

He felt infinite joy for the sudden realization at the critical moment just now.

Taiyi.

Miro Hunyuan Sword Classic, the second style, Taiyi.

Before leaving the border battlefield, Han Yi had already had a brow about this second style. It was only just now that he was in a critical state and his realization burst out, instantly perfecting this sword style.

Comprehending the Taiyi Sword Style means that he has reached the perfect state in the Taiyi realm.

However.

The Taiyi Sword Style alone is not enough to face the Wanming Immortal Venerable of the Extreme Immortal Venerable level.

Han Yi took a deep breath, his face was normal, but the immortal power in his body had begun to run wild, and cracks began to appear in his immortal soul.

This was because he used the Wanxing Daotai to raise his realm to the peak of the Immortal Venerable.

However.

At this critical moment, he did not dare to remove this state at will.

Although he still had the Immortal Art of Mind Realm Transfer, he was not sure whether this immortal art could help him escape from this world.

Han Yi guessed that it was highly unlikely.

Just now, Wanming Immortal Venerable also said that this vast world was built by him by fusing three worlds. It is estimated that no one below the Daozu can escape.

Suddenly.

Han Yi thought of something, and the dark world where the "Wanming Book" was stored flashed.

The most powerful thing about Wan Ming Xianzun should be Wan Ming Shu. All his incarnations can use the skills of Wan Ming Shu.

But from just now to now, apart from using Wan Ming Shu to move Han Yi to this place, there is no trace of other Wan Ming Shu.

Did the other party forget this?

No.

The other party deliberately did not use Wan Ming Shu.

In a flash, Han Yi figured out something.

His thoughts fell on Wan Ming Shu, and he immediately had a plan for the next step.

"Then, next, let's fight."

Han Yi's eyes were full of murderous intent. He looked up at the six Xianzun around him and fell on a middle-aged Xianzun in a black robe.

It's you.

With a flicker of his body, he used the Immortal Art of World Transfer to teleport over a short distance, avoiding the Immortal Master Wanming and heading towards the middle-aged Immortal Master in black robe holding the magic whip.

At this moment.

On the side of the world, the Immortal Master Wanming had a very gloomy face. The magic he had just used was called the Infinite Mysterious Light and Yang Magic. As Han Yi expected, it was a ninth-level magic.

With his cultivation, he could only send out three such magics at most.

He was gloomy because he did not expect Han Yi's strength to be so strong, and even at the last moment, he had a breakthrough, which made his magic fail.

However.

In this world, he had a constant supply of incarnations to replenish, and he had prepared a strange formation. He was not worried about Han Yi escaping, and he would be able to kill Han Yi sooner or later.

When he had this thought, more than 30 figures of immortals emerged from the void and stepped into the world.

At the same time.

Han Yi was already close to the middle-aged immortal master holding the whip of the King of Hell.

Although he had never seen the Lord of Black Yama, King Yama, he recognized this eighth-level divine whip full of the breath of death, the King Yama Whip.

King Yama saw Han Yi rushing over, and shouted loudly, and swung out the King Yama Whip, circling into a circle. In the circle, a huge virtual world descended.

This world seemed to be separated by a veil, and it was not clear and quite blurry, but the breath of death permeated out. Wherever it passed, it seemed as if an ice world descended, and even the soul could be frozen.

The King Yama Whip tightened, circled this virtual world, and then swung it violently, suppressing Han Yi.

However.

One step ahead of the King Yama Whip was Han Yi's thoughts and the sword that was at the same speed as his thoughts.

The sword light flashed, and the King Yama Whip broke with a sound. The virtual world of death that it tightened was also annihilated by the sword light. Countless dead souls and dead spirits dissipated and turned into dust.

King Yama was horrified and wanted to escape, but his speed was much slower than Han Yi.

Han Yi took just one step and was behind him.

King Yama was stunned in place, a little light slowly spread from his forehead, like a blooming lotus, spreading to his whole body, and then shattered silently.

This scene happened too fast.

From the outbreak of the battle, the five immortals surrounded Han Yi and were blocked by the three thousand sword realms. The Wanming body blasted out the ninth-level limit of the immortal art, which was blocked by Han Yi with difficulty.

Han Yi took advantage of the burst of power and killed King Yama with two swords.

Even the Wanming Immortal was too late to rescue.

After Han Yi killed King Yama, Wanming Immortal suddenly thought of something and his face changed slightly.

This was the first time his face changed after he moved Han Yi here.

"Not good."

"Wanming space."

He investigated that Han Yi was able to enter the Wanming space before because he killed a Wanming incarnation.

That is to say, Han Yi killed King Yama at this moment, and he should be pulled into the Wanming space.

The variables in the Wanming Space are too great. Although he has the main control, he will not choose to pull Han Yi into the Wanming Space unless it is absolutely necessary.

But if Han Yi enters the Wanming Space, he must follow him in and expel him, otherwise he will not be at ease.

The Wanming Space and the Wanming Book are his top priorities. If there is a mistake, or if Han Yi finds the secret, he and all the Wanming incarnations will be in Han Yi's hands.

At the same time.

The remaining immortals and the dozens of immortals who appeared began to form a formation, using the power of the formation to trap Han Yi and refine him.

They thought that they would kill him with one blow, but they had no such idea.

But after a round of attacks, they didn't expect that Han Yi could barely take on the strongest immortal technique of the original body. Although he was injured, he was not at his limit.

Moreover, after taking the attack, Han Yi actually counterattacked and killed King Yama, which shocked the other immortals.

These immortals were not immortals from the Daluo Immortal Realm, but immortals from Kunlun, Penglai and the Eternal World. Although they shared some information about Han Yi from their original memories, they knew that Han Yi's combat power could not be judged by realm.

But even if they let their imagination run wild, they really didn't expect Han Yi's combat power to be so exaggerated.

If they hadn't confirmed that Han Yi was an immortal, they would definitely think that Han Yi was an immortal who was not weaker than their original body.

However.

Although things have changed, they are still within their tolerance.

They have a backup plan. As long as it is not the Dao Ancestor, they will definitely die if they enter the realm.

Next, they will turn this realm into a deadly purgatory and refine Han Yi to death here.

Although the Immortal Wanming was worried that there would be changes in the Wanming space, he was not without a way at this point.

He knew that in the Wanming space, no matter how long it had passed, the outside space was stagnant. It was not realistic to want to kill Han Yi's physical body when he entered the Wanming space.

But if he is driven out of the Wanming Space, there is plenty of time to kill him here.

And.

He no longer tried to attack Han Yi with immortal arts. He could see that Han Yi's speed and defense had reached the level of the peak immortal. Without using the Wanming Book and Wanming Immortal Arts, he could not do anything to Han Yi.

He flashed softly and arrived at the unfolding immortal formation. With the surging life energy of the extreme immortal, he began to drive the immortal formation.

This immortal formation is called: Jiu Kui Xu Prayer Wu Ming Qi Formation.

It uses life energy as firewood to drive the strange power in the formation, gradually stripping the life of the people in the formation until they fall.

This strange formation did not come from the Great Luo Immortal World, or even from the ancient world. It was obtained from a Chaos Evil God by Wanming Immortal Lord who once traveled to nearby Chaos. It came from other worlds in Chaos.

At this moment, it is just right to use it to refine Han Yi.

And in this strange formation.

Three thousand sword realms surrounded Han Yi, protecting him.

The moment he killed King Yama, he had already activated the Wanming Book.

Behind him, the broken King of Yama, a magical wave, was extracted and integrated into Han Yi's body.

Han Yi's eyes were calm, but he was already thinking about it slightly in his heart.

His Wanmingshu practice has been promoted to Half-Immortal Chapter 90/100 for nearly a thousand years.

His eyes fell on the panel.

After absorbing the fluctuation from King Yama, a certain line of information on the panel began to change.

[The Book of Ten Thousand Mings (Ming Slave·Half Immortal Chapter 91/100)].

Then, this progress climbed up extremely quickly, until it reached 100/100. After a slight pause, it turned over to a new chapter.

[Book of Ten Thousand Underworlds (Underworld Soldier·True Immortal Chapter 0/100)].

After being promoted from Hell Slave to Hell Soldier, it wasn't over yet. Instead, it was raised to 19/100 before it completely stopped.

[Book of Wanming (Underworld Soldier·True Immortal Chapter 19/100)].

"Underworld soldiers?"

"What kind of realm is this?"

"True Immortal Chapter?"

"With my Immortal Lord Realm and Immortal Master's strength, I can only practice the True Immortal Chapter?"

"Weird, quite weird technique."

Many thoughts flashed through Han Yi's consciousness. He had had an experience and did not resist. In an instant, he found himself in a mysterious dark space.

In the center of this dark space, an ancient book as huge as a continent lies in it.

Wan Ming Shu!

At this moment, the book of Wan Ming is not in a closed state, but in a state of opening the first page.

On the first page, countless black illusory figures stand on top of the book, like sculptures, turning this ancient book into a chessboard.

One of the sculptures is Han Yi, but his state is solid.

Just when he appeared, not far from him, another illusory figure began to condense into a solid entity.

Han Yi looked for traces and his eyes narrowed.

"Wanming Immortal Lord."

Another figure that condensed into a solid body was none other than Wanming Immortal Lord.

He sensed something abnormal in the Wanming space, and knew that Han Yi appeared in Wanming Immortal Lord, and he also came here instantly.

"Han Yi, as long as you hand over the orthodox cultivation techniques of Wanmingshu to me, I will not pursue your matter and let you live."

"This promise can be effective under the witness of Chaos Avenue."

"how?"

Wan Ming Xianzun tried to persuade Han Yi to hand over the Wan Ming Shu practice technique. What he did was this technique.

However, Han Yi ignored this.

Not to mention that he practiced Wanmingshu with the help of the panel. He couldn't hand over this precious skill by himself. Even if he could, he wouldn't be stupid enough to hand it over.

The two are already mortal enemies. No promises or testimonies are reliable.

His indifference made Wanming Immortal Lord suddenly angry.

"good."

"Then go to hell."

As soon as the voice rose, Wan Ming's Qi was mobilized in Wan Ming's book and turned into countless weapons, blasting towards Han Yi.

More than a thousand years ago, Han Yi killed the sword master of Ming Luo and stepped into this place. Wan Ming Immortal Lord used this move to drive Han Yi away.

This time, he was mentally prepared and even used all his strength. It would be ideal if he could kill Han Yi with Wanming's energy here.

But a few miles away, Han Yi's eyes glowed with a strange light.

Because he suddenly felt that he could also drive these weapons made of Wanming Qi, and they should have authority over Wanming Immortal Lord.

even.

He looked down and realized something, that is, if he wanted to, he could even open the second page of this ancient book. (End of chapter)