I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

The deep voice reached Hua Jianzui's ears, like the moan of a devil, making his body tremble uncontrollably.

At this moment, Huajian Zui was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and could only passively wait for Zhang Yi's hand to raise the knife.

The palm pressing on his head exudes a kind of spiritual fluctuation all the time, giving him the most deadly pressure.

His mind and will were completely destroyed by Zhang Yi at this time, and he no longer had the slightest thought of resistance.

In the face of death, all are equal.

No matter how tyrannical a martial artist is, if he doesn't have the courage to look at life and death with a smile, he is probably nothing more than that.

Hua Jianzui's body trembled, his hair was disheveled covering his forehead, his whole body was miserable, how could he still be as suave as before?

Hua Jianzui lowered his head, a weak voice came from his throat.

"Ask what you want to know, I just want to give me a good time."

"Of course."

Hearing the other party's answer, Zhang Yi smiled harmoniously.

Although he can wear down the other party's mind until it becomes weak, and then cooperate with the method of forced invasion to obtain the desired news, if the other party is willing to cooperate, then he will be much more relaxed.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yi asked directly, "What is the function of the token of the saint?"

Hua Jianzui replied in a low voice.

"The order of the saint is issued by the saint. Generally speaking, apart from the warriors of the seven superpowers, only warriors who have a chance to break through the saint will be given."

"Holding the Order of the Holy One is equivalent to a talisman, allowing you to enter the mysterious place for a short time."

"Mysterious place, what is that?"

Hearing words that he had never heard before, Zhang Yi frowned, and asked involuntarily.

"I don't know exactly where it is. I only know that it is a mysterious space outside the astral world. It is the last chance given to us by the saints."

"There are various opportunities in it, which can greatly speed up the progress of refining the martial soul, and even if the opportunities are sufficient, you can directly break through and become a saint there."

Hua Jianzui explained calmly, while Zhang Yi's eyes were shining brightly.

Directly break through and become holy!

This is indeed a bit arrogant.

You must know that the saint is high above, although it is only one step away from the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm, but this step is so close to the world, it is extremely difficult to cross, and I don't know how many heroes of heaven have been stumped.

But at this time, in the mouth of Hua Jianzui, there is such a mysterious place that can help everyone go one step further and cross the gap between the world.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

As we all know, the most basic conditions for breaking through to a saint are martial soul and the Great Perfection of Heaven Realm.

Only after completing these two steps can a warrior try to break through, otherwise even the idea of ​​breaking through the realm will not be realized.

Of course, being able to try to break through does not necessarily mean that you will succeed in breaking through. There are also martial souls who pass the test and fail to break through.

In fact, at this point, the success of the breakthrough depends partly on one's own talent, but mostly depends on one's own background.

If one's own background is strong enough, then breaking through the realm will naturally be extremely smooth.

As for many martial artists in the star realm, the first condition has been fulfilled, only the step of condensing their martial souls has been delayed, which makes them unqualified to try to break through the realm.

"Is the last chance given by the saint for Wuhun..."

Zhang Yi murmured in his heart, and his divine sense unfolded to look inside his own sea of ​​consciousness.

I saw that in the dark space, there was a vast and boundless ocean of consciousness.

And above the ocean of consciousness, there is a slightly illusory long sword standing still, with silver radiance flowing on the sword body.

If you sense it carefully, you can feel the extremely strong sword intent from this silver illusory long sword.

This illusory silver long sword represents the highest achievement of Zhang Yi's kendo, the prototype of the sword soul!

"If you want to completely condense the sword soul successfully, you need an extremely large amount of willpower, and even if you use practice points to complete this step, it is also an astronomical figure."

Zhang Yi once calculated that if he uses his current cultivation speed and chooses a practice point to increase the progress of the sword soul, it will take a full 250 years for the sword soul to fully condense!

One must know that even if Zhang Yi reached the current level of cultivation, it would only take three hundred years for Zhang Yi.

The span from Artistic Conception to Martial Soul is really too huge, that's why so many Heavenly Realm Dzogchen are trapped in this step.

Even for Zhang Yi who has a system, it still can't be done in a pinch, but it takes time to accumulate.

"The chance of refining the sword soul..."

Zhang Yi murmured, subconscious thoughts emerged in his heart, and then buried them in his heart.

At the end, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth.

"It turns out that the function of the Holy One's order is like this, is it equivalent to the key to enter the mysterious place..."

"And the various opportunities in the mysterious land can increase the progress of tempering the martial soul, so as to meet the last condition for breaking through the saint..."

"This token is probably very attractive to all top warriors."

"No wonder Huajianzui had greed in his eyes when he sensed the token of the saint. It seems that this is a hot potato."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but glance at Hua Jianzui in front of him.

But although he understood this, Zhang Yi was not worried.

If he had just obtained the Saint Token, it would have taken a lot of effort to defend it with his cultivation base in the late stage of the Heaven Realm.

But now after nearly a hundred years of accumulation, Zhang Yi has no fear of enemies coming from all directions.

If they wanted to covet his Holy Order, the status quo of Huajianzui would be their end.

"But that mysterious place is outside the star realm?"

"It's really interesting. It seems that before becoming the Lord of the Star World, I have to go on an outer space adventure."

Zhang Yi thought to himself, with a look of anticipation.

The faint seventh sense told him that the mysterious place was his key puzzle to the saint.

perhaps,

He can use this to break through the realm in situ, become a saint, and then use the opportunity of communicating with the origin of the astral realm to control the entire astral realm in one fell swoop!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi's eyes brightened and his heart surged.

For the first time, he felt that it might not be far away from him growing up and becoming a master who controls the star realm.

From the ancient times when the Martial Arts in the Star Realm was brilliant, to the present when the Martial Arts were weak with thin aura, countless tens of thousands of years have passed.

During this period, I don't know how many warriors worked hard to reverse the decline of the star world, but they all failed in the end.

The difficulty of becoming the master of the star world is really too high.

When the sun sets, everything will perish. This is the current situation that the Star Realm is facing.

His lips are dead and his teeth are cold. As a martial artist born in the star realm, even if he is as tyrannical as the seven saints, he still has some kind of inseparable connection with the star realm.

And this is why they have worked hard to support the birth of a new saint.

The warriors in the star realm have been doing this for an unknown number of years, but after all, it is only a temporary solution, not a root cause, and it can only delay the coming of the Great Decay.

But in the near future, perhaps a real turning point is coming...

...

At this time, the future master of the star realm looked at Huajian Zui, and continued to ask various questions.

"As a top martial artist, you should be able to sense the strong resentment above the star realm. What's going on?"

"Does it have anything to do with the mysterious place?"

"Connecting to that mysterious place requires a huge amount of power, even for the saints, it is still unbearable. Using the formation, the saints can borrow the power of this resentment to push open the door."

Huajian Zui replied honestly.

So that's the case, Zhang Yi nodded in his heart and understood.

"So, when that day comes, won't it be the time when the star world will be cleaned up and return to peace again?"

Zhang Yi thought to himself, and then asked another topic.

Although he has the cultivation base of the Great Perfection in the Heaven Realm, Zhang Yi has not communicated with the warriors in the same realm due to his long-term seclusion, so he is undoubtedly at a disadvantage in terms of intelligence.

For example, Zhang Yi had no way of knowing about the resentment of the astral world and the orders of the saints.

At this time, given this opportunity, that Zhang Yi was not polite, asked about various things here in Huajianzui, and learned a lot of secrets.

For example, the woman who ranks first in the star world's top combat power list is the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect, and is also recognized as the strongest heavenly realm.

In addition to reaching the limit of his artistic conception, the other party has also walked a considerable distance on the road of martial soul tempering, and it seems that he is not far from breaking through the standard of a saint.

Another example is this time regarding the opportunity of the Cyanwood Spirit Tree, the Grand Elder Fayuan of the Central Region Baoling Temple seems to have left, and that is also a martial artist who cultivates the physical body.

...

Half a day later, Zhang Yi squeezed Hua Jianzui to the point that he pressed his five fingers slightly on his head, and the expression in Hua Jianzui's pupils suddenly dimmed.

he died.

For the sake of the other party's cooperation, Zhang Yi didn't feel too embarrassed, but simply understood his life.

Pulling off the opponent's storage ring, Zhang Yi's figure flashed and stood in midair.

Immediately after he pointed out, Hua Jianzui's figure on the ground was suddenly covered in flames.

Zhang Yi is already very familiar with this whole process.

Soon, black ashes appeared on the ground, and Zhang Yi turned his palm again, and the ground suddenly turned upside down, and the ashes were completely buried.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Yi disappeared as soon as he turned around.

But what Zhang Yi didn't know was that after half a month, a warrior passed by here.

It was a swordsman with a knife on his back, with a vicissitudes of face and deep eyes.

He looked at the gap in the mountain that was as smooth as a mirror in the distance, and there was a wave in his eyes.

At the same time, the snow-white long knife on his back trembled slightly, and made a soft moan, as if a little excited.

"It's such a strong swordsmanship, and there's a breath of thunder on it..."

"When did the Star Realm have such a top swordsman again?"

"interesting……"

"Since I met the other party here, presumably that swordsman also came here for the opportunity of the Cyanwood Spirit Tree, but it's time to teach me a thing or two..."

While muttering, the swordsman slowly moved away, his figure gradually becoming hazy.

...

Zhang Yi returned the same way, and then stayed in the city.

He still acts as usual, and has not changed because he killed a top martial artist.

After staying like this for another week, Zhang Yi set off again.

And Zhang Yi's goal this time is Qingzhou, the largest state in the Eastern Region.

Qingzhou.

The most powerful state in the Eastern Territory, where all forces gather and there are countless strong people, is also the location of the oldest spiritual tree in the star world.

At this time, Zhang Yi officially set off, rushing to the direction of the towering tree.

The sun was scorching, the wind was fierce, and there was not a single cloud floating in the blue sky, it was as clean as a mirror.

"call out!"

In the empty and silent sky, there was a sudden rush of breaking wind, breaking the silence.

In the far horizon, a stream of light flashed violently, its speed was so high that it left a white swallowtail in the sky.

The person on the way is naturally Zhang Yi.

At this time, he had been on the road for several days.

At a certain moment, Zhang Yi's flowing figure stopped and looked towards the city below.

This is a riverside city.

Next to it is the largest river in the Eastern Region, the Nutao River.

The Nutao River is extremely long, winding tens of thousands of miles over the land of the Eastern Region, and there are countless small tributaries in it, forming a huge water transportation network.

When Zhang Yi came here, he planned to take a boat all the way eastward to Qingzhou.

Zhang Yi looked at a corner of the city, which was next to the Nutao River.

There is a bustling port there, and there are huge ships coming and going on the water docked at the port, and countless people are busy, constantly running back and forth for their livelihood.

Zhang Yi observed for a moment, and then fell into the city in a flash.

Zhang Yi rested overnight in the restaurant in this city, and the next day, he found a large ship bound for Qingzhou by the way.

The length of this ship is more than 100 meters, and the width is also about 30 meters. The whole body is made of extremely precious and top-quality Xuanshui wood. It is a top-level ship that passes on the Nutao River.

In general, it is not possible to board the ship without an appointment in advance.

But for Zhang Yi, this rule is dispensable, it's just a matter of his words.

Moreover, the Nutao River is not completely safe. Under the wide river surface, there are many monsters living in the water.

They make waves from time to time, and every time they encounter them accidentally, the passing ships often suffer heavy losses.

And with such a top expert sitting in command, the safety of the ship will obviously be guaranteed.

After noon, the White Crane rode the wind and waves, with wings on both sides flapping non-stop, and went downstream towards the Nutao River.

And Zhang Yi stood on the third floor of the Baihe ship, looking down at Class A below.

There are more than a dozen people on the deck at this time, each of them has a deep cultivation base, and their true energy fluctuates strongly. Between the opening and closing of their eyes, their eyes are as sharp as knives, and they are breathtaking.

"The overall level of martial arts in the Eastern Region is higher than that in the Southern Region."

Zhang Yi murmured, and then looked away after observing for a while.

Back in the cabin, Zhang Yi sat cross-legged and began to deduce various martial arts in his mind.

After the battle with Huajianzui, his understanding and application of martial arts can be said to be a step up, so naturally he needs to try more at this time.

And time passed slowly like this.

The Baihe went down the river, across thousands of mountains and rivers, getting closer and closer to Qingzhou.

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