I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

At the location of the mountain top, there was a violent energy shock wave raging, distorting the space, and a zombie puppet and Zhang Yi were fighting with a lot of momentum.

However, it is clear that Zhang Yi's cultivation is beyond the limits of this territory, or in other words, the Shard Continent.

Therefore, the original test of guarding the chance did not have much effect on him, but for a moment, Zhang Yi firmly gained the upper hand.

Unlike facing Tan Wu before, Zhang Yi did not use the Star God Sword Art, but unfolded the mystery of the first chapter of the giant spirit body of Wanyue.

He bullied himself forward, fighting head-on and without feeling exhausted, the corpse puppet fought close to body, punching to the flesh, cracks appeared soon in the latter's specially refined body.

This means that in the field of physical training, Zhang Yi, who has the spirit body of the earth, is also at the top level in the territory of the fourth heavenly saint.

"Bang bang bang!"

The confrontation became more and more intense, Zhang Yi Bengtian Fist continued to be used, opening and closing, quite a kind of momentum of fighting more and more courageously.

At this time, Zhang Yi's whole body's energy and blood were mobilized, and with the power of his body alone, he made the void sink and float, trying to suppress the corpse puppet who had reached the realm of the fourth heaven in front of him.

"Roar!"

And as if feeling the heavy threat Zhang Yi gave it, at a certain moment, the corpse puppet suddenly roared up to the sky.

Immediately afterwards, black vortex-like streamers of light burst out from the originally emotionless eyes, and pieces of dragon scales transformed into the iron-black body, forming a pair of dragon-patterned armor. There is an extra black war gun.

A power far surpassing that before erupted from its body, causing the thick clouds that covered the sky to be torn apart, and light was scattered.

Some of Zhang Yi's previous guesses were not wrong. The good luck here was left by the Tianniao tribe.

If the people who entered this place were the elite saints of the Tianniao clan or the Temple of Ten Thousand Snakes, then the corpse puppets encountered would be their test.

And if another elite saint enters this place, the corpse puppet will enter the second stage, which is the state of burning potential, and explode with all its strength in order to obliterate the incoming person.

At this time, the corpse puppet in front of Zhang Yi obviously had burning potential, and planned to burn everything together.

"Those who break into this place, die!"

The corpse puppet stared at Zhang Yi indifferently in the dark vortex eyes. His lips did not move, but suddenly a hoarse and dry voice came from his throat and was sent to Zhang Yi's ears. At the same time, a black battle gun, He also shook it up and pointed at Zhang Yi.

In an instant, a monstrous killing intent and resentment erupted from the gun, directly turning into a black wind, rushing towards Zhang Yi with a howling and cold sound.

"This is a saint of the human race, but he was captured by the Tianniao clan, and thus refined into a corpse puppet without emotion. It is pitiful to let him control him without return."

"Today, I will help you get rid of it, and return to the realm of Huangquan, which is also a beautiful thing."

Zhang Yi watched the black wind blowing towards him, which contained endless sadness and resentment, he couldn't help but whispered.

Immediately, Zhang Yi took a step forward, and his body suddenly swelled up, turning into a giant of hundreds of feet, standing between the sky and the earth.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a large amount of Qi and blood suddenly exploded in Zhang Yi's body, rendering the surrounding void into a red sea.

And the black wind that pierced through the air, like meeting the fiercest scorching sun, melted away in an instant, unable to enter Zhang Yi's body at all.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion in the void, and it was Zhang Yi who was in action.

As soon as he stepped out, a shadow suddenly enveloped the incomparably small black iron corpse puppet below, and the latter also had a flash of light in the black pupils, turning into a thunderbolt, and went straight to Zhang Yi.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Two figures, one big and one small, crossed in the sky, and every move caused a frenzied wind to rage, sweeping across the entire ancient forest.

Zhang Yi used his physical body and the black gun to fight against it, and it could be seen that there were sparks splashing, piercing even the void.

The offensive of the two can be described as extraordinarily extreme and intense.

The black iron corpse is like a killing machine, without any reason.

It just kept burning itself in exchange for waves of surging power, trying to kill Zhang Yi.

On the other hand, Zhang Yi used the body of a giant to sway the vast power of Wanyue's giant spirit body to deal with it.

For a while, the Black Iron Corpse Puppet managed to maintain a balanced situation.

After all, compared to the cultivation level at the peak of the Fourth Heaven, Zhang Yi's physical training has not yet reached the peak of the Fourth Heaven.

"The direct collision between the physical body and the hearty battle are also a different kind of tempering for the practitioners."

"Let me see, you can stick to geometry."

The giant Zhang Yi's eyes were calm, and he didn't worry too much about the powerful counterattack of the Black Iron Corpse Puppet's burning potential. He still maintained his own rhythm, responded to all changes with the same, and disintegrated the opponent's multiple offensives with the Sky Bending Fist alone.

"boom!"

The tyrannical confrontation, hundreds of moves passed in the blink of an eye, and then, the surging breath of the black iron corpse puppet suddenly withered away, and the dragon scales attached to the body also submerged into the muscles and dissipated away.

This is because the potential of the Black Iron Corpse Puppet's physical body has been burned out, and it cannot continue to support such a fierce battle.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yi stood in the distant void and immediately dropped his finger.

Immediately, a transparent force pierced through the air in midair, piercing directly through the heart of the black iron corpse puppet, and the eye sockets that were surging with dark luster suddenly dimmed, and there was no longer any energy fluctuation.

The battle is over.

In mid-air, the hundred-foot giant shrunk in size, and the surrounding Wang Yang's blood also returned to his body.

As soon as Zhang Yi moved, he landed on the top of the lonely peak again.

At this moment, the Black Iron Corpse Puppet fell to the ground, and energy was continuously flowing from the pierced part of the heart, causing the entire body to gradually shrink and turn into the shape of a mummy.

"clatter!"

Zhang Yi raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and suddenly flames fell from the void, landing on the gradually shrinking corpse puppet.

Then, I saw the white flame rise up, as if it touched the fuel, the fire became extremely strong, covering the whole body of the black iron corpse puppet.

But in just a few breaths of time, the flame dissipated, leaving a layer of light black ash on the ground.

Those are the substances and various materials added in the process of refining the corpse puppets. At this time, the body is burned, and these substances are left behind.

"Sometimes, death can also mean liberation."

Looking at the black embers below, Zhang Yi said calmly.

At this moment, there seemed to be a vague sigh coming from his ear, and as the ferocious resentment dissipated with the wind, the boundary of this place seemed to be brighter.

After finishing this step, Zhang Yi moved his eyes, and then walked towards the front of the mountain.

On the edge of the cliff, among the steep rocks, there is a three-meter-three golden tree growing there, its branches and leaves swaying in the wind, quite gorgeous.