I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Zhang Yi used the method of cultivating swordsmanship, and deposited the pure power of the weapon absorbed into the body deep in the body, turning it into the foundation for the next rapid advancement.

And in the process, he also purified the absorbed essence power again, and some tiny waste energy was discarded by him.

"This sword raising technique is really a superior method of body training."

Feeling the power of the weapon essence that exists everywhere in the body, Zhang Yi couldn't help saying with emotion.

His body is like a sword filled with 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 could forcibly shake a Tier 4 weapon with his bare hands.

After several hours of training Zhang Yi's sword cultivation, his training came to an end temporarily.

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

At that time, the strength of his physical body will soar again.

But before that, he still had to explore this small world first.

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

In addition to the Tier 3 and Tier 4 weapons absorbed by him, there are still many Tier 1 and Tier 2 weapons here.

"Although the value of these weapons is not high, the quantity is not small, and it is also a considerable fortune. It can be brought back to supplement the inventory of the sect and the family."

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

After doing all this, Zhang Yi looked at the empty warehouse, turned around and left.

Drilling out of the formation, Zhang Yi continued to go deep.

The pre-dinner dessert is over, and the real main course is next.

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

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

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

...

The center of Xiaotiandi is an endless plain.

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

I don't know how many treasures there are waiting for everyone to open it, waiting for the day when it will be seen again.

In front of the ruins group, many people have already gathered.

Their cultivation bases are all in the heaven realm, and only with this level of strength are they qualified to participate in this grand competition.

Situation?

In their eyes, they are nothing more than cannon fodder.

At a certain moment, a stream of light appeared in the sky, and then appeared above the sky at an extremely fast speed.

This streamer is Zhang Yi.

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

The scale of that kind of building far surpassed all the sects he had ever seen, and Qing Yunzong was like a younger brother in front of the scale of this sect.

I'm afraid that the Promise Palace established by one of the seven great saints can be compared.

However, even such a powerful sect could not resist the erosion of time after all.

"Although it is the ruins of the sect, 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.

Afterwards, he moved, and flew towards the vast sectarian ruins amidst the sound of breaking wind, and soon, he landed in front of him.

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

He held a formation compass in his hand, and the true energy gushing out from his body transformed into complicated symbols in the void, which were constantly arranged and combined in the air.

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

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

Zhang Yi landed on a flat ground. He glanced at the formation that covered the sky and the earth in front of him, and a trace of mysterious power surged in his eyes.

Suddenly, 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 an ocean, which made it impossible for him to deal with it in a short time.

The power of formations of this level has reached an extremely tricky level, far surpassing the formations he cracked in Hidden Hyogo.

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

"However... although formations of this level are terrifying, they are not insoluble."

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

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

Um……

It seems inappropriate to say that they are acquaintances. To be precise, the two of them only met once.

The person who came was a middle-aged man. Although his appearance was ordinary, he was quite immortal.

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

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

Zhang Yi tapped his forehead as a response.

The person who came was the man who sold information he met in Baishi Pavilion in Wujue Mountains, and it was because of his information that Zhang Yi finally beheaded Kuangshan.

It seems that this suspected relic of the saint, even though he is an intelligence officer, is still moving.

However, the opponent's cultivation base is really good, with a cultivation base in the middle stage of the heavenly realm, and his real combat power is even higher.

After all, mastering a lot of information about the monster forest is a big cake, and if you don't have enough strength, you can't hold it.

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

"smoothly."

"Where did you say that?"

Zhang Yi frowned and asked calmly.

"To be honest, someone came to me to inquire about some news not long ago. Only then did I learn that Kuangshan has fallen."

The man looked around and said via voice transmission.

But Zhang Yi understood.

It seems that there is a high probability that Taiyangzong discovered the news of Kuangshan's fall and sent people here.

But Zhang Yi didn't show any mood swings.

After he beheaded Kuangshan, it was normal for Taiyangzong to discover that Kuangshan fell, the difference was only sooner or later.

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