I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

at this time,

Holding the long sword in his hand, Zhang Yi looked around Taihe Hall.

The master of the third hall and the casual cultivator, like him, are refining the treasures they have obtained.

Among them, the bloodthirsty long knife obtained by the three palace masters was shining with blood, and it fell on his head continuously ups and downs.

There are strands of blood from his body connected to the long knife, and the knife gradually has a bloody killing intent.

And that casual cultivator was sitting cross-legged on the five-color soil, absorbing the nutrients in the soil like a seedling.

And as the absorption progressed, his aura also gradually increased.

Both are clearly rewarding.

Compared with Zhang Yi and the others, the person in Pepsi Pavilion has not changed in any way.

After all, what he got was the Heavenly Soul Pill, which had no effect on him.

This will undoubtedly fall into a disadvantage in the subsequent competition.

"When the casual cultivator finishes absorbing the five-color soil, his strength may be comparable to the mid-term peak, and the person from Pepsi Pavilion may be slightly inferior."

Zhang Yi said in his heart.

Five-color soil, extremely rare.

It is an excellent material for planting natural treasures, exotic trees, and even forging weapons.

It also contains the power of the five elements. If you are not afraid of wasting it, you can directly absorb it to improve your strength like this man.

However, there was nothing wrong with the other party's move.

After all, after the Taihe Temple is the final opportunity to compete, he naturally wants to do everything possible to push his own strength to the peak.

Although he has the combat power of the three palace masters and Zhang Yi, who are comparable to the late stage of the heavenly realm, he may not be without a chance.

after all,

This is the place where the saints fell, maybe there are some rules.

At this time, Zhang Yi glanced at the three palace masters again, and his heart suddenly moved.

"Since we have to face each other sooner or later, why not make a move now?"

Zhang Yi thought, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and then he didn't hesitate, and directly slashed at the other party while he was still refining the treasure.

He is not a gentleman.

"cut!"

Zhang Yi's true energy agitated all over his body and merged into the Rifting Sword. Immediately, the sword body flashed with snow-white light, causing cracks to appear on the surrounding ground.

A sword energy condensed to the extreme erupted instantly, leaving a white scratch in the air, and rushed towards the opponent.

"Peng!"

The light curtain surrounding the third hall master suddenly lit up, trying to resist Zhang Yi's blow.

The moment the sword qi collided with the light curtain, the light curtain shook violently, as if it was about to crack if it couldn't bear Zhang Yi's blow.

At the critical moment, the third palace master withdrew his blood from the bloodthirsty long knife and forcibly interrupted the refinement.

Then, with anger in his eyes, he urged the bloodthirsty long knife to meet the sword light.

A bloody color appeared on the long knife, and then swallowed Zhang Yi's sword light.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yi smiled, and then did not attack again.

His goal has been achieved, and he can stop.

After all, Zhang Yike didn't intend to start a war with the opponent here, so it would undoubtedly be cheaper for the other two.

At this time, under Zhang Yi's insight, the opponent was only 90% of the progress in refining the bloodthirsty long knife, so he was forced to interrupt.

Although the opponent can re-refine it after going out, at least within the ruins, he can only exert 90% of the power of the bloodthirsty long knife.

"This sword should be regarded as a gift in return."

Zhang Yi smiled at the corners of his mouth, remembering each other's tricks when the two first met.

"hateful!"

The master of the third hall looked at Zhang Yi with dark eyes, and hatred suddenly surged in his heart.

He never thought that after Zhang Yi's natal flying sword was sublimated, its attack power would reach such a level that even the light curtain could not stop it.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to stop refining the treasures and attack the enemy.

Although the sword energy was blocked by him, the opponent's goal had already been achieved. After this sword, his peak combat power undoubtedly declined.

His eyes flickered with strong hatred, but then his eyes calmed down.

If he fights now, it will undoubtedly benefit others, so naturally he will not do so.

"Cunning mouse, wait until the last moment, I will definitely kill you!"

The third hall master looked at Zhang Yi, and took the loss with anger.

And shortly thereafter, the five-color soil of the loose cultivator was also completely absorbed.

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"Buzz!"

After everyone finished refining, suddenly, the surrounding space was slightly turbulent, and then a passage appeared in front of everyone.

The third hall master looked at Zhang Yi, and then entered the passage first, and Zhang Yi followed closely with a smile on his lips.

Through the passage, the figures of everyone appeared under the holy mountain.

And above the holy mountain is the place where the saints fell, and the last chance is there.

"Everyone!"

The third hall master turned to look at everyone, especially after staying on Zhang Yi for a few seconds and said.

"This is the last hurdle. When the time comes, it's inevitable that you will see the truth."

"If it's still too late to quit now, otherwise, in the process of fighting for the opportunity, I won't hold back the slightest hand. If the time falls, I can't blame others."

He spoke calmly, although it seemed to be for the three of them, but it also seemed to be specifically for Zhang Yi.

Hearing the words of the third hall master, except Zhang Yi's expression remained unchanged, the expressions of the other two changed, and their eyes kept flickering.

"If that's the case, then I won't fight for it."

After a few breaths of silence, the person in Pepsi Pavilion said, and then he turned around and left without hesitation after clenching his fists towards Zhang Yi.

"It's time to retreat." Zhang Yi nodded slightly in his heart.

This person in Pepsi Pavilion was decisive, there was nothing he could do, so he immediately turned around and left without trying again.

You must know that this is the relic of the saint, and it is a heaven-defying opportunity that can reach the sky in one step.

But faced with such an opportunity, he left without hesitation.

Of course, it is also possible that the other party was worried about the Tianhun Pill, so he didn't dare to take risks.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi looked at the casual cultivator in the mid-day realm.

The casual cultivator's face did not change at all, and he said calmly, "Entering the ruins, I put life and death aside, and I have no reason to leave at this time."

In this way, there are still three people competing for the last chance.

Hearing the casual cultivator's answer, the third hall master stopped talking.

With a movement of his body, the majestic true energy was heavily protected in front of him, and then he withstood the bone-eating cold wind that guarded the holy mountain and walked inside, and the loose cultivator followed closely behind.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Yi stepped forward.

He didn't open the shield of true essence, after all, his physical strength was not weaker than that of true essence.

Walking into the bone-eroding cold wind, Zhang Yi suddenly felt the cold wind like a knife, cutting on his body as if it wanted to cut off his flesh and blood.

Even with his physical strength, he felt a tingling pain when he was exposed to the cold wind.

Zhang Yi's eyes flickered, and he suddenly had some thoughts in his heart.

You know, with his current physical condition, there are not many places where he can temper his physical body.

Since the bone-eroding cold wind here can make him feel the sting, on the contrary, it can also have enough tempering effect on him.

"I just accumulated a lot of essence power in the Tibetan Hyogo, maybe I can use this bone-eating cold wind to digest it..."

"Although it will not be successful, the strength of the physical body should be partially improved."

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