I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

And at the foot of this mountain range, there is a gorgeous palace, that is Taihe Hall.

"If you want to enter the retreat place of the saint, you must first pass through the Taihe Hall."

Zhang Yi's eyes flickered, and then he landed outside the Taihe Hall.

Arriving here, the spiritual power between heaven and earth is so strong that it is incredible.

It seems that because of the proximity to the place where the saint retreats, there is a white mist formed by spiritual energy surging among the mountains.

"Looks like I'm the first one here."

Looking around, Zhang Yi smiled, then he took out the token and tried to enter it, but failed in the end.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, and then looked again with his insightful eyes, and immediately discovered the difference.

"It seems that it has not been turned on..."

"No, it should be a token that cannot be opened yet."

Zhang Yi's eyes flickered slightly.

"Is it guaranteed that a certain number of warriors in the heavenly realm will enter it so that they can compete fiercely with each other?"

He shook his head, a little disappointed, "If that's the case, then wait."

"Unfortunately, I wanted to make a time difference to collect all the treasures of the Taihe Temple. This rule really does not give a chance."

Zhang Yi closed his eyes and waited. Soon, he sensed a tyrannical aura coming from the sky.

The person who can be called tyrannical by Zhang Yi now is at least the strength of the late stage of the Heaven Realm!

Zhang Yi opened his eyes, and the people who came and went looked at him, but there was no wave in his eyes.

In the sky there, there was a man in black standing with his hands behind his back, rushing towards Taihe Hall.

He has a slender body, and his aura is like an abyss, which is naturally different from Zhang Yi's full aura. He has an extroverted aura, so he looks even more oppressive.

In his divine sense, Zhang Yi could perceive the illusory scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood around the man in black.

Obviously, the other party is by no means a heavenly arrogance who has practiced hard in closed doors, but a warrior who has been tempered from battle to battle, stepping on endless bones.

This man is extraordinary!

The Rifting Sword in Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan Lake trembled slightly, and a feeling of longing poured into Zhang Yi's heart.

Longing to fight, longing to swing a sword.

And when Zhang Yi looked at the other party, the man in black shirt also noticed something.

And then, that pair of pitch-black and indifferent eyes projected from afar.

The two eyes met in mid-air, and at that moment, it seemed that even the space was a little distorted, and a chill suddenly appeared in the world.

The black-shirted man's eyes were as deep as a dark abyss. He looked at Zhang Yi's figure with a little surprise on his face, as if he hadn't thought that someone was one step ahead of him.

Immediately, his face became calm again.

Fast and slow, does not explain too many problems, strength is the key.

The black-shirted man's heart moved, and suddenly a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood emerged around him, and then the bones that fell on the ground shook, and then he looked at Zhang Yi's position.

Zhang Yi instantly felt an extreme killing intent.

That wasn't the murderous intention of the man in black shirt towards Zhang Yi, after all, they had never met each other.

This is purely an almost substantive awareness formed spontaneously by the opponent after beheading too many enemies.

The moment the other party made a secret attack, Zhang Yi's eyes flickered, as if he had fallen into that scene.

The sky is a sunset, surrounded by a wasteland, and above the wasteland, there are countless bones.

At this time, the countless skeletons all around staggered up from various places on the wasteland, and stretched out their palms towards Zhang Yi's position, as if to drag him into the endless abyss.

And under Zhang Yi's feet, there were also bright red bloodstains converging into a river, climbing up his legs, trying to cover him.

This scene is extremely weird!

An unfounded fear was about to be born in Zhang Yi's heart and turned into a seed.

And once the seeds of fear are planted, the man in black will turn into Zhang Yi's demon!

As soon as the two sides met, it was convenient for the opponent to use offensive methods to test Zhang Yi.

If Zhang Yi is defeated, then he is no longer qualified to be in his eyes.

"All dharmas are nothing but illusions."

Feeling the various states around him, Zhang Yi's expression remained unchanged.

With a movement in his heart, 90% of the sword intent poured out of him immediately, turning into a real sharp long sword.

The blade of the sword shone with dazzling light, covering the entire world, stabbing towards this world like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Wow!"

The sword light flashed with endless light, and the bloody river suddenly subsided in the wasteland, and the dead bones melted.

Immediately there seemed to be the sound of something being cut apart echoing between the sky and the earth.

The scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in front of Zhang Yi disappeared instantly, and the eyes of the two returned to reality, and the man in black groaned.

Although it seemed that the two of them just looked at each other, secretly, they had already confronted once.

In favor of the spiritual realm, the virtual confrontation is about the cultivation, mental strength, will, and so on of both sides.

The face of the man in black changed suddenly, and there was a solemn look in Zhang Yi's eyes.

After a short fight, his attention to Zhang Yi increased linearly.

Although the opponent is in the mid-stage of the Heavenly Realm, his level of sword intent is extremely high, no less than some warriors in the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm, and his spiritual field is also extremely powerful.

The joint efforts of the two sides broke his illusion of the sea of ​​corpses.

The man in black shirt moved his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhang Yi's body, obviously aware of it.

The body is the foundation of everything, and the body is strong, so it must be more prominent in the cultivation of the spirit.

"What a strong physical body, no wonder there is such a mental strength in the middle stage of the heavenly realm. It turns out that he is a warrior who cultivates both body and spirit..."

The man in black shirt moved his eyes slightly, and he understood.

This trip to the ruins, which he thought he could get it easily, seems to have changed. This person is very likely to be the most difficult opponent for him to compete for the final chance.

"Where did this kind of expert suddenly appear, why haven't I heard of it?"

He was puzzled in his heart, opened the distance and landed opposite Zhang Yi, also waiting.

It's no wonder that the other party didn't know, even though Zhang Yi had fought against the Elder Tianjing of the Hehuan Sect more than fifty years ago.

But Zhang Yi at that time was only 70% sword intent, and his physical body was only at the early stage of the heavenly realm. How could he compare with this mysterious warrior in front of him who had 90% sword intent at the middle stage of the double heaven realm?

Zhang Yi's cultivation speed is indeed enough to make people doubt life.

"This is the Hall Master of the Hehuan Sect? The legendary third hall master Xie Xing?"

"This strength is not bad, and it seems that it will take a lot of effort to solve it."

Zhang Yi murmured in his heart.

Opposite Convenience is the strongest person in this trip to the ruins that Zhang Yi found out by relying on his insightful eyes, and he is also the adult in the mouth of the man in Pepsi Pavilion.

Evil star!

Although he is the third hall master of the Hehuan sect, it is said that his strength is even better than that of the second hall master, and his strength in the Hehuan sect is second only to the grand hall master and the suzerain of the Hehuan sect.

At this moment, the two strongest on the tour of the ruins began to fight, and the point ended.