I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"Boom boom boom!"

Under the deafening sound, the night sky seemed to start a prairie fire, and stars from outside the territory fell directly, trying to bury Zhang Yi's figure, and the whole earth seemed to be shaking endlessly.

This third type of supernatural power is domineering and grand, Zhang Yi only feels that he is facing the entire starry sky, and the stars are punished by God's will. This power of heaven and earth cannot be resisted by individuals!

Even a fourth-layer heavenly saint will fall under this blow without any suspense.

At this moment, Zhang Yi felt that death was near.

This has already surpassed the realm of martial arts he has come into contact with so far. It can be said that it is a high-latitude attack, and he has no countermeasures.

Therefore, Zhang Yi didn't resist, he just stood calmly on the spot, watching the changes in the starry sky under the state of the eye of insight, trying to capture as many profound meanings as possible before the stars fell.

Even with Zhang Yi's current state, he can't comprehend these profound martial arts profound meanings at present, but he can settle them in his heart, and wait for the day when he can comprehend them after his state has improved, he will surely get twice the result with half the effort.

Under Zhang Yi's gaze, soon, Xingchen had other changes.

The Seven Stars Lianzhu is not a single star falling down, sending down divine punishment.

Instead, after the first star fell, the second and third followed. However, within a short period of time, the seven stars fell one after another, like a sharp sword, piercing straight towards Zhang Yi.

This is the true face of this type of supernatural power Seven Stars Lianzhu!

Before the Seven Star Sword fell, Zhang Yi still felt quite far away. Zhang Yi felt that the starlight had fallen on him first, and he was firmly imprisoned in place, unable to dodge with teleportation.

This third type of supernatural power has mandatory restrictions, people can't avoid it, they can only resist it!

"This type of power, I'm afraid even the fifth-level heavenly saints will be punished." Zhang Yi sighed in his heart, surprised by the mighty power of the starry sky.

But immediately, Zhang Yi's waiting eyes shrank suddenly.

Because in the night sky above the head, after the Seven Star Sword fell, another astonishing change occurred immediately.

"The fourth form of the Star God Sword Art is to punish the Star God, gather the power of the entire starry sky, transform the god into a blow, and cast down the punishment!"

Gao Yuan's voice recited like a reciting reverberated throughout the entire world. Before the Seven Star Sword hung high above his head and beheaded Zhang Yi, the man had already started the fourth and final move of the Star God Sword Art.

The Seven Star Sword could kill Zhang Yi. At this time, the man performed the last move again, so that Zhang Yi could observe the mystery of the fourth move.

Although the martial arts realm of this style has reached the threshold of the Seventh Heavenly Saint Realm, Zhang Yi's current realm is far behind, and it is likely to be like looking at flowers in a fog without any real gains.

But the man still tried his best to carry out the last pose, because Zhang Yi's talent really made him love talents.

"This fourth type of star god's punishment was perfected after I broke through to the seventh heaven. It can be said that it contains some of the true meaning of martial arts that only high-level saints can understand."

"Your current cultivation level is only at the beginning of the Fourth Heavenly Layer, and you have just stepped into the realm of middle-level saints. I'm afraid it's like the moon in a mirror, and you can't see it clearly."

"But your talent is outstanding, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary saints."

"So I used this style. If you are really smart enough to be a monster, maybe you can really get a glimpse of the mystery from it, and you will benefit a lot."

"Boy, take advantage of this opportunity!"

The lofty voice seemed to come from outside the starry sky, and then at the end of the sky, the stars suddenly shone brightly, emitting endless brilliance.

And the deep essence of martial arts is deduced in it, and the evolution of various rules is gorgeous and amazing.

In Zhang Yi's eye sockets, the black pupils were shining golden at this time, like golden eyes that could pierce other people's souls, extremely fierce.

At this time, Zhang Yi's eyes of insight were extended to the extreme, and all the spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness also rushed into the purple bamboo slips, trying to forcefully accept the regular fluctuations revealed at this time in the sky.

"Boom boom boom!"

Since then, the entire world began to collapse, and among the stars, endless power erupted within.

The rhythm of the rules of the sword and the rules of the stars fluctuated wantonly, and Zhang Yi's figure was like dust, which was submerged in it for a moment, and his figure disappeared.

On the sixth floor of the classic attic, Zhang Yi closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. Three feet above his head, there was a roll of purple bamboo slips that spun slowly, emitting a clear light that enveloped his figure.

At this time, Zhang Yi was comprehending the top swordsmanship contained in the purple bamboo slips!

Suddenly, the peaceful atmosphere changed.

There was a sudden pause while the purple bamboo slip was floating, and then the brilliance subsided, as if losing all spirituality, it fell to Zhang Yi's side without any movement.

And Zhang Yi himself opened his eyes suddenly, and a soul-burning golden light burst out from his eyes, piercing through nothingness.

"Hoo hoo!"

Zhang Yi was shaking all over, panting heavily, and could only support the ground with his right hand to ensure that he would not fall suddenly.

Looking at his eyebrows, Zhang Yi also showed exhaustion at this time, as if he had returned to the state of staying up all night for three days and three nights before he became a warrior.

Let a saint of the fourth heaven be so embarrassed, one can imagine how bad Zhang Yi's physical and mental state is at this time.

And if his black eyes were observed carefully, he could still see streaks of blood to make up for it, as if there were traces of blood and tears dripping.

"It's crazy."

"Using insightful eyes to undertake as much as possible the aftermath of various rules deduced in mid-air is what brought me to this point."

"If I hadn't had a premonition that I had reached the limit, and if I stopped decisively, I was afraid that my spirit would be filled with the aftermath of the rules shown by the sword, and explode directly!"

"During the game, I'm afraid my own will will be obliterated by the rhythm of the rules, and I will become a person without wisdom."

Recalling his crazy actions, Zhang Yi also had some palpitations at this time.

It is too risky to use the eyes of insight to forcibly inherit the martial arts realm of the seventh heaven saint with the realm of the fourth heaven, even if it is only a part of the aftermath of the rules.

Although Zhang Yi was fully confident that when he reached the limit, he decisively closed his eyes of insight and retreated, but the process was a bit too thrilling.

"On the road of martial arts, many sages are fighting to cross and win a chance."

"At this moment, a sage of the seventh heaven is interpreting the mystery of the top swordsmanship for me. With such an opportunity, how can I not seize this opportunity and grab it hard?"

"No matter how bad it is, it's nothing more than resurrection in the small world."

Zhang Yi whispered that although he looked exhausted, it was still difficult to conceal the excitement in his heart.

After all, he gained a lot!

Although he only got a glimpse of the profound meaning of martial arts, Zhang Yi also felt as if he had opened a door, and there were many auras in his heart, and he wanted to display it wantonly.

Afterwards, Zhang Yiping regained his excitement, he put the purple bamboo slips into the storage ring, and went to rest directly on the sixth floor of the classic attic.

At this time, his consciousness was in chaos, filled with the aftermath of the rules, and his mental power, which was comparable to the peak of the fourth heaven, was also dry up, like a river without a trace of water. This is why he was so tired. Zhang Yi needed to recover a lot Fan.

At this point, Zhang Yi took a rest on the sixth floor. It was not until a full three months later that he was able to fill up the exhausted mental power and return to his normal state.

"call."

The breath was long and continuous, and the radiant true essence surrounded Zhang Yi. After sitting cross-legged for several months, Zhang Yi opened his eyes again. At this time, the bloodshot eyes disappeared and he recovered.

"This is located in the attic of the classics. Although I don't limit my time, it's not good to stay here all the time. Now that I have the purple bamboo slips, I should leave now."

"After returning to Yifeng Stone Mansion, I will first sort out the aftermath of the rules in my mind, try to integrate them into my own martial arts, and see if I can penetrate the first form, and then retreat for a few more years to completely fill the ocean of true essence .”

While thinking about it in Zhang Yi's mind, he got up and went down the stairs, leaving the sixth-floor attic of the dazzling river.

Going down the stairs, at the counter on the first floor, the old man was still resting with his eyes closed, and Zhang Yi didn't bother him. After registering himself, he turned and left.

And it wasn't until Zhang Yi's back disappeared that the old man slightly opened his cloudy eyes.

"First, he practiced the Taixuan Sword Classic, which is difficult for ordinary people to practice. Now, he chose the natal supernatural power and star god sword art of four generations of sword masters. This person is a bit extraordinary."

While thinking, the old man lazily closed his eyes again, not paying attention.

He is just an old man guarding the attic of the classics, and he doesn't have much energy to participate in many external affairs.

On the other side, after Zhang Yi left the attic of the classics, he flew past and rushed back to Yifeng Stone Mansion.

But on the way, Zhang Yi's thoughts suddenly flashed, as if he had thought of something, he changed direction and rushed towards another location.

Because of the martial arts grand meeting, some princesses rarely returned to Jianshan and lived for a while.

At this time, Zhang Yi planned to pay a visit to Tao Ye, the princess of Chiyan County, before the final retreat.

After all, when they were outside the Dihuang Sword, the two had a conversation. Zhang Yi once said that he would come to visit after the martial arts grand meeting, and this is the time to honor it.

"The grand festival of martial arts is over, and it will only be a year before I get this Star God Sword Art. Tao Ye should not have left yet..."

Zhang Yi thought in his heart, and a few days later, he arrived at the residence of Princess Taoye in Jianshan.

Just when Zhang Yi was about to send a message, the formation outside the mansion suddenly retreated, as if he was letting the king enter.

Obviously, Tao Ye had discovered Zhang Yi's trail, so he took the initiative to welcome the guests.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi smiled and walked in calmly.

"Brother Zhang, I have been waiting for a long time."

In a separate courtyard, Tao Ye turned to look at Zhang Yi and said with a smile.

At this time, after Zhang Yi broke through to the same realm as him in the Fourth Heaven Realm, Tao Ye's address changed from "little friend" to "peer generation".

Zhang Yi shook his head when he heard this, and said apologetically.

"It took some time to select the supernatural powers, and Taoist Taoist waited for a long time. No, I came to visit the door immediately after the selection of supernatural powers."

At this time, the two met, and the atmosphere was harmonious. After chatting casually, they got in touch and sat quietly in an ancient pavilion.

Someone poured tea for the two of them. It was Elder Qian Ze who had received Zhang Yi when he went to the princess's mansion.

Immediately, under Tao Ye's signal, Qian Ze retreated consciously, and there were only Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi in the ancient pavilion.

The two chatted first, from martial arts insights to many matters of Wenjian Mountain, they talked about everything, and the atmosphere was very hearty.

Later, I heard Tao Ye asked with a smile, "Brother Zhang has been promoted to the fourth heavenly saint, but what's the plan?"

"oh?"

"What's Taoist brother Taoye's intention?"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Fourth Heavenly Saints, even in the entire Sword Asking Mountain, are enough to rank high."

"If you want to practice steadily and obtain martial arts resources for a long time, you can ask the elders to be the lord of a county and take charge of a county."

"With the qualification of the first place in Brother Zhang's Martial Arts Festival, if you want to take charge of a county and become the princess, you can get a big county with the highest resources."

"And if you are still brave, determined to forge ahead, and want to advance bravely, you can continue to stay within the range of Jianshan to obtain more martial arts resources."

"However, Brother Zhang, I have to remind you that the saints who are above the fourth heaven and still stay in Jianshan are not good at it. The competition is extremely fierce, and it is too difficult to stand out."

"What's more, based on your performance in the Martial Arts Festival, if you continue to stay in Jianshan, you may be targeted by many top forces outside."

Tao Ye said calmly, talking about various matters, while Zhang Yi's expression was concentrated, and he said thoughtfully.

"You mean the martial arts competition between the elite saints among the top forces of all parties in the future?"

"That's right."

Tao Ye nodded.

"Brother Zhang also knows that the martial arts grand meeting is just a selection. The so-called is to deal with the martial arts competition between the top forces."

"After all, warriors below the Saint Realm cannot represent the top forces of all parties, and top combat forces such as the Four Elders will not end in person."

"If you want to carve up martial arts resources, the best way is to compete with elite saints from all sides."

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"If you win, that's naturally the best. You will be trained by the sect, and you will be able to move forward bravely."

"But if you fail, you will be seriously injured, or you will fall. The competition between the top forces has always been cruel."

"And with the strength you showed in the martial arts grand meeting, you are definitely a thorn in the side of the top forces of all parties."

"If they are not sure about defeating you on the surface, then secretly, you have to be careful."

Tao Ye nodded, but stopped talking, and Zhang Yi already understood what the other party meant.

If he voluntarily chooses to become the princess of one side and live in one place, then naturally there will be no unnecessary troubles, he will not be noticed by others, and he can practice with peace of mind.

And if he continues to choose to stay in Jianshan, he is afraid that he will be targeted by other top forces.

After all, it is easy to hide the open gun and difficult to defend against the hidden arrow. For the top forces of all parties, although the combat power of the Four Heavens is good, it is not impossible to solve it if the price is paid.

"Thank you Taoist Taoist for reminding me."

While his mind was turning, Zhang Yi understood everything, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he raised his glass in thanks.