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In the tall and open main hall, Zhang Yi in white looked at the opposite quietly.
The handle of the split empty sword trembled slightly, and the snow-white sword tip passed through the chest of the figure, took a trace of blood and stabbed it into the wide seat made of jade behind it.
A thought is the direction of the sword.
Qin Kai, who was about to wake up, lost his light again.
Zhang Yi's neat God came to a sword and ended the battle that was about to break out!
Although the peak in ancient times is mainly better than the current elders, Zhang Yi doesn't think the strength of the other party is better than himself.
The reason why he struck first was that he only chose the simplest way of fighting.
After all, he is not a villain who starts after listening to the protagonist.
Unless he is interested, he doesn't mind killing with one move.
When Qin Kai's eyes lost their luster, when Zhang Yi entered the main hall, the cold smell that made him uncomfortable also disappeared, and light and temperature poured into the main hall again.
"Hoo."
At this time, sensing the changes around, Zhang Yi gently breathed out.
His mind moved, and the split empty sword was immediately pulled out from the body.
The body of the sword is still white and free from any dirty blood. Then the split empty sword returns to Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan lake again.
"I've been dead for so long, so I should have a good rest. It's impolite to get up again and frighten people with corpses."
Zhang Yi said, then raised his hand and waved forward.
As Zhang Yi expected, this time, a breeze poured into the purple gold token again, but it didn't encounter the slightest obstruction again.
He has completed the preconditions for getting this token!
The breeze twined, and then brought the token back to Zhang Yi's hand.
Zhang Yi smiled, refined the token, and immediately had a weak connection with the token.
"That should be about the same."
Zhang Yi murmured, then put away the token.
Then he cast a spell and put the pool of water turned from spirit stone into the bag of heaven and earth.
Although the effect of the spirit stone on him is dispensable, how can this pool of spirit water be used as decoration on Luoyun peak.
Unlike the storage ring containing dead objects, the heaven and earth bag can place special resources such as monsters, spirit trees and so on. It is valuable. After breaking through the heaven, Zhang Yi handed it over to Mo Tianxin to the auction house.
"After all, the trip has been successful."
Zhang Yi thought, taking a step forward and stepping out, he suddenly appeared at the top of the steps and stood beside the dead peak Lord.
Zhang Yi's insight opened to the peak Lord who lived in ancient times but didn't rot.
"It's really dead. There is no vitality everywhere in the body. Even the so-called spiritual field is empty, and there is no fluctuation of the soul."
"It seems to be something like corpse Kui..."
Zhang Yi murmured.
Then he stretched out his right hand and poked the man's black hair on both sides, and his fatal wound immediately appeared.
Between the eyebrows covered by black hair, there is a thin black line.
This thin black thread is a finger long, seemingly insignificant, but it destroyed the peak master in an instant.
It can be seen from the peak master's face without any fluctuation.
Before he could react, he was instantly destroyed by this line of attack.
Only the holy one has such great power to make a heavenly warrior die before he has time to respond.
"A blow in the air, even with the protection of the array, is still killed in an instant."
Zhang Yi murmured, and then he shook his head.
"It's also pathetic. They're all dead, but they're still doing tools here. Dust to dust, earth to earth. Let me give you a ride."
Zhang Yi's palm opened, and the fiery flame immediately jumped on the ancient man and burned him.
When Zhang Yi finished all this and was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance.
The figure was stunned when he looked at Zhang Yi, and then his face became gloomy. It was obvious that he came a step late and was preempted by the other party.
Another
Zhang Yi understood that he spent too much time collecting and scraping the palace, so that others came here.
"Get out!"
Zhang Yi whispered that Zhenyuan lake was surging, which meant that there was a magnificent breath surging from his body.
That almost substantive invisible momentum rolled away towards the other party, making the person's face suddenly change.
The man's face was gloomy, and a heavy color of fear flashed in his eyes.
A few seconds later, his figure turned into a residual shadow again and left from the temple door.
After feeling Zhang Yi's momentum, he chose the most obedient approach - leaving.
When the other party left, Zhang Yi restrained his breath, moved his body and rushed to the direction of Taihe hall.
Although some powerful treasures may be found in other sites.
But now Zhang Yi obviously takes the treasures collected in the Taihe hall as his key goal.
After all, the strength of these peak masters is just a powerful Tianjing warrior. The harvest left over is limited to Zhang Yi of the same level.
Having set a goal, Zhang Yi went in the direction of Taihe hall.
In the journey, he also encountered some chaotic true yuan fluctuations.
Obviously, in order to compete for the peak master token and various opportunities, a fierce war is breaking out at this time.
After all, not everyone is as fast as him. A few seconds is the end of the battle.
In the face of these competitions, Zhang Yi had no intention to intervene again, but flew by directly. After a few hours, Zhang Yi arrived at his destination.
.......
On a low valley, Zhang Yi's figure flashed out. He looked around and saw that the land nearby became sparse, and the ruins disappeared here.
"Is this where the Taihe hall is?"
Mu Chen looked up at the distance, where there was a mountain.
The mountain range is surrounded by a fierce vigorous wind, which will not disperse for a long time.
Zhang Yi's mind sent out a trace, but he was torn by the vigorous wind.
"Bone etching cold wind."
Zhang Yi murmured and recognized the kind of vigorous wind.
As the name suggests, this vigorous wind has a strong erosive force. If the body is exposed to it, it will erode flesh and blood, and even bones.
Even those who are martial arts in heaven must be treated with caution.
"It's a big deal."
Zhang Yi nodded.
Taking the bone etching cold wind as the protective barrier is not only powerful, but also when the martial arts of the sect break through the heaven, they can also choose this bone etching cold wind as their attribute power, which can kill two birds with one stone.
That mountain range is the ultimate goal of Zhang Yi's trip, the place where the saint closes down, or falls.
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In the tall and open main hall, Zhang Yi in white looked at the opposite quietly.
The handle of the split empty sword trembled slightly, and the snow-white sword tip passed through the chest of the figure, took a trace of blood and stabbed it into the wide seat made of jade behind it.
A thought is the direction of the sword.
Qin Kai, who was about to wake up, lost his light again.
Zhang Yi's neat God came to a sword and ended the battle that was about to break out!
Although the peak in ancient times is mainly better than the current elders, Zhang Yi doesn't think the strength of the other party is better than himself.
The reason why he struck first was that he only chose the simplest way of fighting.
After all, he is not a villain who starts after listening to the protagonist.
Unless he is interested, he doesn't mind killing with one move.
When Qin Kai's eyes lost their luster, when Zhang Yi entered the main hall, the cold smell that made him uncomfortable also disappeared, and light and temperature poured into the main hall again.
"Hoo."
At this time, sensing the changes around, Zhang Yi gently breathed out.
His mind moved, and the split empty sword was immediately pulled out from the body.
The body of the sword is still white and free from any dirty blood. Then the split empty sword returns to Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan lake again.
"I've been dead for so long, so I should have a good rest. It's impolite to get up again and frighten people with corpses."
Zhang Yi said, then raised his hand and waved forward.
As Zhang Yi expected, this time, a breeze poured into the purple gold token again, but it didn't encounter the slightest obstruction again.
He has completed the preconditions for getting this token!
The breeze twined, and then brought the token back to Zhang Yi's hand.
Zhang Yi smiled, refined the token, and immediately had a weak connection with the token.
"That should be about the same."
Zhang Yi murmured, then put away the token.
Then he cast a spell and put the pool of water turned from spirit stone into the bag of heaven and earth.
Although the effect of the spirit stone on him is dispensable, how can this pool of spirit water be used as decoration on Luoyun peak.
Unlike the storage ring containing dead objects, the heaven and earth bag can place special resources such as monsters, spirit trees and so on. It is valuable. After breaking through the heaven, Zhang Yi handed it over to Mo Tianxin to the auction house.
"After all, the trip has been successful."
Zhang Yi thought, taking a step forward and stepping out, he suddenly appeared at the top of the steps and stood beside the dead peak Lord.
Zhang Yi's insight opened to the peak Lord who lived in ancient times but didn't rot.
"It's really dead. There is no vitality everywhere in the body. Even the so-called spiritual field is empty, and there is no fluctuation of the soul."
"It seems to be something like corpse Kui..."
Zhang Yi murmured.
Then he stretched out his right hand and poked the man's black hair on both sides, and his fatal wound immediately appeared.
Between the eyebrows covered by black hair, there is a thin black line.
This thin black thread is a finger long, seemingly insignificant, but it destroyed the peak master in an instant.
It can be seen from the peak master's face without any fluctuation.
Before he could react, he was instantly destroyed by this line of attack.
Only the holy one has such great power to make a heavenly warrior die before he has time to respond.
"A blow in the air, even with the protection of the array, is still killed in an instant."
Zhang Yi murmured, and then he shook his head.
"It's also pathetic. They're all dead, but they're still doing tools here. Dust to dust, earth to earth. Let me give you a ride."
Zhang Yi's palm opened, and the fiery flame immediately jumped on the ancient man and burned him.
When Zhang Yi finished all this and was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance.
The figure was stunned when he looked at Zhang Yi, and then his face became gloomy. It was obvious that he came a step late and was preempted by the other party.
Another
Zhang Yi understood that he spent too much time collecting and scraping the palace, so that others came here.
"Get out!"
Zhang Yi whispered that Zhenyuan lake was surging, which meant that there was a magnificent breath surging from his body.
That almost substantive invisible momentum rolled away towards the other party, making the person's face suddenly change.
The man's face was gloomy, and a heavy color of fear flashed in his eyes.
A few seconds later, his figure turned into a residual shadow again and left from the temple door.
After feeling Zhang Yi's momentum, he chose the most obedient approach - leaving.
When the other party left, Zhang Yi restrained his breath, moved his body and rushed to the direction of Taihe hall.
Although some powerful treasures may be found in other sites.
But now Zhang Yi obviously takes the treasures collected in the Taihe hall as his key goal.
After all, the strength of these peak masters is just a powerful Tianjing warrior. The harvest left over is limited to Zhang Yi of the same level.
Having set a goal, Zhang Yi went in the direction of Taihe hall.
In the journey, he also encountered some chaotic true yuan fluctuations.
Obviously, in order to compete for the peak master token and various opportunities, a fierce war is breaking out at this time.
After all, not everyone is as fast as him. A few seconds is the end of the battle.
In the face of these competitions, Zhang Yi had no intention to intervene again, but flew by directly. After a few hours, Zhang Yi arrived at his destination.
.......
On a low valley, Zhang Yi's figure flashed out. He looked around and saw that the land nearby became sparse, and the ruins disappeared here.
"Is this where the Taihe hall is?"
Mu Chen looked up at the distance, where there was a mountain.
The mountain range is surrounded by a fierce vigorous wind, which will not disperse for a long time.
Zhang Yi's mind sent out a trace, but he was torn by the vigorous wind.
"Bone etching cold wind."
Zhang Yi murmured and recognized the kind of vigorous wind.
As the name suggests, this vigorous wind has a strong erosive force. If the body is exposed to it, it will erode flesh and blood, and even bones.
Even those who are martial arts in heaven must be treated with caution.
"It's a big deal."
Zhang Yi nodded.
Taking the bone etching cold wind as the protective barrier is not only powerful, but also when the martial arts of the sect break through the heaven, they can also choose this bone etching cold wind as their attribute power, which can kill two birds with one stone.
That mountain range is the ultimate goal of Zhang Yi's trip, the place where the saint closes down, or falls.
In the tall and open main hall, Zhang Yi in white looked at the opposite quietly.The handle of the split empty sword trembled slightly, and the snow-white sword tip passed through the chest of the figure, took a trace of blood and stabbed it into the wide seat made of jade behind it.A thought is the direction of the sword.Qin Kai, who was about to wake up, lost his light again.Zhang Yi's neat God came to a sword and ended the battle that was about to break out!Although the peak in ancient times is mainly better than the current elders, Zhang Yi doesn't think the strength of the other party is better than himself.The reason why he struck first was that he only chose the simplest way of fighting.After all, he is not a villain who starts after listening to the protagonist.Unless he is interested, he doesn't mind killing with one move.When Qin Kai's eyes lost their luster, when Zhang Yi entered the main hall, the cold smell that made him uncomfortable also disappeared, and light and temperature poured into the main hall again."Hoo."At this time, sensing the changes around, Zhang Yi gently breathed out.His mind moved, and the split empty sword was immediately pulled out from the body.The body of the sword is still white and free from any dirty blood. Then the split empty sword returns to Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan lake again."I've been dead for so long, so I should have a good rest. It's impolite to get up again and frighten people with corpses."Zhang Yi said, then raised his hand and waved forward.As Zhang Yi expected, this time, a breeze poured into the purple gold token again, but it didn't encounter the slightest obstruction again.He has completed the preconditions for getting this token!The breeze twined, and then brought the token back to Zhang Yi's hand.Zhang Yi smiled, refined the token, and immediately had a weak connection with the token."That should be about the same."Zhang Yi murmured, then put away the token.Then he cast a spell and put the pool of water turned from spirit stone into the bag of heaven and earth.Although the effect of the spirit stone on him is dispensable, how can this pool of spirit water be used as decoration on Luoyun peak.Unlike the storage ring containing dead objects, the heaven and earth bag can place special resources such as monsters, spirit trees and so on. It is valuable. After breaking through the heaven, Zhang Yi handed it over to Mo Tianxin to the auction house."After all, the trip has been successful."Zhang Yi thought, taking a step forward and stepping out, he suddenly appeared at the top of the steps and stood beside the dead peak Lord.Zhang Yi's insight opened to the peak Lord who lived in ancient times but didn't rot."It's really dead. There is no vitality everywhere in the body. Even the so-called spiritual field is empty, and there is no fluctuation of the soul.""It seems to be something like corpse Kui..."Zhang Yi murmured.Then he stretched out his right hand and poked the man's black hair on both sides, and his fatal wound immediately appeared.Between the eyebrows covered by black hair, there is a thin black line.This thin black thread is a finger long, seemingly insignificant, but it destroyed the peak master in an instant.It can be seen from the peak master's face without any fluctuation.Before he could react, he was instantly destroyed by this line of attack.Only the holy one has such great power to make a heavenly warrior die before he has time to respond."A blow in the air, even with the protection of the array, is still killed in an instant."Zhang Yi murmured, and then he shook his head."It's also pathetic. They're all dead, but they're still doing tools here. Dust to dust, earth to earth. Let me give you a ride."Zhang Yi's palm opened, and the fiery flame immediately jumped on the ancient man and burned him.When Zhang Yi finished all this and was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance.The figure was stunned when he looked at Zhang Yi, and then his face became gloomy. It was obvious that he came a step late and was preempted by the other party.AnotherZhang Yi understood that he spent too much time collecting and scraping the palace, so that others came here."Get out!"Zhang Yi whispered that Zhenyuan lake was surging, which meant that there was a magnificent breath surging from his body.That almost substantive invisible momentum rolled away towards the other party, making the person's face suddenly change.The man's face was gloomy, and a heavy color of fear flashed in his eyes.A few seconds later, his figure turned into a residual shadow again and left from the temple door.After feeling Zhang Yi's momentum, he chose the most obedient approach - leaving.When the other party left, Zhang Yi restrained his breath, moved his body and rushed to the direction of Taihe hall.Although some powerful treasures may be found in other sites.But now Zhang Yi obviously takes the treasures collected in the Taihe hall as his key goal.After all, the strength of these peak masters is just a powerful Tianjing warrior. The harvest left over is limited to Zhang Yi of the same level.Having set a goal, Zhang Yi went in the direction of Taihe hall.In the journey, he also encountered some chaotic true yuan fluctuations.Obviously, in order to compete for the peak master token and various opportunities, a fierce war is breaking out at this time.After all, not everyone is as fast as him. A few seconds is the end of the battle.In the face of these competitions, Zhang Yi had no intention to intervene again, but flew by directly. After a few hours, Zhang Yi arrived at his destination........On a low valley, Zhang Yi's figure flashed out. He looked around and saw that the land nearby became sparse, and the ruins disappeared here."Is this where the Taihe hall is?"Mu Chen looked up at the distance, where there was a mountain.The mountain range is surrounded by a fierce vigorous wind, which will not disperse for a long time.Zhang Yi's mind sent out a trace, but he was torn by the vigorous wind."Bone etching cold wind."Zhang Yi murmured and recognized the kind of vigorous wind.As the name suggests, this vigorous wind has a strong erosive force. If the body is exposed to it, it will erode flesh and blood, and even bones.Even those who are martial arts in heaven must be treated with caution."It's a big deal."Zhang Yi nodded.Taking the bone etching cold wind as the protective barrier is not only powerful, but also when the martial arts of the sect break through the heaven, they can also choose this bone etching cold wind as their attribute power, which can kill two birds with one stone.That mountain range is the ultimate goal of Zhang Yi's trip, the place where the saint closes down, or falls.
