Like a solar flare, Abyssfire is so bright and hot that it is difficult not to notice.
In Fangshi at the foot of the mountain, after the formation was alarmed, the monks inside, those above Foundation Establishment, rose up with their weapons and flew into the sky, while the Qi Refining disciples fled for their lives like birds and beasts.
but.
High in the sky, the three-legged golden tripod that has expanded to ten meters has poured mysterious flames down. It seems slow, but in fact, it is extremely fast.
The next moment the formation was turbulent, a rolling torrent had already fallen on Fangshi.
In an instant, the screams were fierce and short. On the ground, only a few Qi Refining Peak monks who were good at speed survived. The others were destroyed in the torrent of liquid flames. Their bodies melted instantly and their souls were destroyed.
In mid-air, there were three Foundation Establishment. As soon as they took off, they were caught by Abyssfire. They didn't care at first and used magic to extinguish the flames on their bodies.
However, I found that once it was touched, no matter what kind of magic was used, it could not extinguish the flames. The flames burned more and more fiercely, and the soul in the sea of consciousness also appeared in flames.
The physical body and the spiritual soul burned together, and in just a short breath, they were reduced to ashes. Even the magic weapons and magic weapons under their feet were burned to ashes in this strange flame.
The falling flames spread even further and spread out into one piece. From a distance, they looked like an eternal flame hell, which made people feel chilled.
Han Yi couldn't help but quietly took a few steps back, not just him, but also other Mystic Pill Sect monks whose weapons were in the air.
"No, it's Huo Ming from the Mystic Pill Sect."
"Damn it."
"Kill!!"
The first two sentences were the exclamations of the monks who soared from the city, and the last sentence "kill" was the heavy shout of Huo Ming.
He pinched his fingers gently, and the Abyssfire that had fallen to the ground had already rolled back and turned into a crimson waterfall in the void. With a swish, it rushed towards the only Golden Core Stage monk who had risen into the sky.
The monk was obviously very afraid of Abyssfire. He kept moving around and at the same time sacrificed a magic weapon to fight with Huo Ming.
"No need to hold back, just fight quickly and kill them all."
An elder of the Mystic Pill Sect shouted softly, and Han Yi recognized it. This elder was a late-stage foundation-building monk from Azure Dragon Peak, named Shen Ping, ranked ninth among Earth Ranking.
The other Foundation Establishment monks who rushed out of the market also had a surge of murderous intent, and their magic weapons flew across the sky to attack and kill.
In an instant, there was a melee above the destroyed city, and the melee spread from the sky to the ground.
Rumble.
Psychic energy exploded, and the sky was in chaos.
This is not the first time that Han Yi has fought with monk Foundation Establishment. In addition to Luofeng Commandery Huainan City, he and Gu Zhijing had a brief confrontation. However, at that time, he was just starting to practice Qi, and Gu Zhijing had already established a foundation of decay, which was considered a special case.
Now, Han Yi is facing the Foundation Establishment monk whose combat power is at its peak. Gu Zhijing naturally cannot compare with the Foundation Establishment monks Heavenly Soul Sect or Blood God Sect in front of him.
But Han Yi is no longer the Han Yi it once was.
Step into the foundation building and build a first-class immortal foundation. The spiritual sea is vast, eighty-eight times. The skyrocketing mana makes the skills that Han Yi can display also show a new attitude.
For monk Foundation Establishment, choosing an opponent has become an instinct.
Gu Yu, who had been standing in front of Han Yi, was already fighting with a Foundation Establishment monk.
There was an old monk who saw Han Yi. His eyes shone with silver brilliance, and his eyes were filled with joy.
"Kill!"
There was a loud shout, and he was already heading towards Han Yi. In his opinion, the aura on Han Yi was also in the early stage of foundation building, and it was the kind of monk whose aura was unstable just after he stepped into Foundation Establishment.
This kind of monk's fighting skills are still at the level of Qi training. If he meets the experienced Foundation Establishment, he is guaranteed to be violently killed. Although this old monk is also in the early stage of foundation building, he is experienced and has an advantage by living a long time.
Top-grade Magic Artifact, the old man who built the foundation, was a silver ruler. He threw the ruler upwards, and the ruler expanded and turned into a giant ruler ten feet long. A silver light curtain appeared on the giant ruler, and with a swipe, it fell towards Han Yi.
The friction between the giant ruler and the air caused a huge sonic boom. The edge of the giant ruler had an illusory halo. Although the halo was beautiful, it was deadly enough.
If it were just an ordinary Foundation Establishment monk who had just been promoted, his soul would have been locked by the majesty of the giant ruler immediately, and he would have been trembling.
However, Han Yi is obviously not here.
Peng.
The giant ruler crushed the void and hit the ground directly, shaking endlessly.
"Huh?" The old monk exclaimed, his body already falling down, and with a slight wave of his hand, the giant ruler shrank and fell into his hand.
The giant ruler just now obviously did not hit the opponent. He raised his eyes and saw a young monk, who had moved about ten meters away compared to the previous moment. It was the moment he moved laterally just now to avoid his hit.
"The speed is not slow." The old monk sneered, but his heart was already shuddering.
If you can live longer and gain more experience, you will cherish your life more. Naturally, you will be more alert to certain dangers. You will never blindly think that you will be stronger if you live longer.
Mid-air.
Han Yi had already landed on the ground when he escaped the giant ruler's pressure. Although his face was solemn, there was no fear.
Although the old monk in front of him was stronger than Gu Zhijing, his strength was limited. In Han Yi's heart, he was a little unsatisfied.
However, as the first enemy he faced when he was promoted to Foundation Establishment, Han Yi naturally would not be careless. He had also encountered many careless monks. The grass on the graves of those monks were now several feet high.
"Kill!"
No more nonsense, Han Yi gave a soft drink, and with two fingers together, Green Duckweed Sword rushed out quickly. In an instant, it broke the sound barrier. When the sound exploded, the green and black sword light had already arrived in front of the old monk.
"What?"
The old monk was startled.
Fast, fast, amazingly fast. He thought that the opponent would need to adjust after landing before he would make a move, because even he couldn't simply complete the charged move with such ease.
And, more importantly, this move is too fast.
Ninety percent of the sword cultivator's power lies in the sword, and seventy percent of the sword's power comes from its speed.
Break Ten Thousand Arts quickly.
Although he was shocked, his rich experience made the old monk not panic. He swept the giant ruler in his hand horizontally, and the shadow of the giant ruler condensed into a solid body. He was about to wipe out this sword light, and then pressed forward to smash the opponent into powder.
The next moment.
Pfft.
The slight tearing sound of chopsticks piercing the paper suddenly sounded. The tearing sound was not violent, but it shocked the old monk who was sweeping with a giant ruler.
The fatal crisis came to his mind, and he rolled on the spot without even thinking about it. This move, although embarrassing, was extremely useful.
Chi la.
A flash of sword light passed through his arm, bringing up a cluster of blood flowers. The old monk rolled to the ground. He was extremely horrified. Without thinking, he jumped forward again. Where he originally rolled on the ground, the green and black sword light had already pierced through him.
The sword light turned back and there was no more strength left.
Han Yi, dozens of meters away, was really surprised this time.
This old guy's sense of danger is so sensitive. In Han Yi's past encounters with enemies, he has never encountered such a monk before.
While feeling awe-inspiring in his heart, the second sword, already glowing with silvery white light, chased after the fleeing old monk.
Clear Spring Sword.
With the achievement of the first-class Immortal Foundation, Ninefold Soul Pagoda's first-level concentration, Han Yi's soul has become more powerful than ever.
He has tried this before, and he can control up to four Top-grade Magic Artifacts without any difficulty. Of course, the best condition is three Top-grade Magic Artifacts, so that he can exert his strongest power.
The old monk, after a pounce, ran forward. As he ran, Yu Guang passed by the side and behind, and he saw a flash of silvery white, which was close to him. In his ears, there was also the sound of clear gurgling spring water.
He waved his right hand while running wildly, and a piece of black cloth swung over Clear Spring Sword.
Stab!!
A silvery white light flashed past, and the black cloth split into two pieces.
"So strong?" This time, the old monk exclaimed in despair.
The black cloth just now was his second Top-grade Magic Artifact, and it was also a defensive magic weapon. In the early stage of normal foundation building, it would never be that easy, so just split one into two.
This guy didn't just build a foundation, but he was a proper killing god.
The old monk, with a stern look in his eyes, pounced to the side, holding the giant ruler in his hand, which had been pierced by Green Duckweed Sword, and began to expand, and a destructive aura crazily climbed up from the giant ruler.
Han Yi felt a shiver in his heart. This old guy was in a hurry. He was going to self-destruct his magic weapon and kill both of them.
Clear Spring Sword The tip of the sword pointed upwards, climbing quickly, trying to avoid its Top-grade Magic Artifact self-destruction.
The next moment.
The destructive aura suddenly disappeared, and the old monk had already rushed out three hundred meters away. The aura just now was just a cover-up, and this cover-up was specially designed by him to deceive monks of the same level.
Han Yi stood there, his eyelids twitching.
Twice.
This old monk gave him such a big surprise in his first battle after entering Foundation Establishment, and twice.
No wonder he has survived so long, he is cautious and cunning enough.
The distance was too far, Han Yi didn't want to have an accident, so he took back the two top-quality swords, stepped on Clear Spring Sword, carried Green Duckweed Sword on his back, and jumped into the air.
Because he saw, one kilometer away, Gu Yu was bleeding and falling from the air.
A sea of fiery red clouds in front of him had been torn apart, and what tore apart the sea of clouds was a huge sword energy.
The sword energy is blood-colored, ferocious and vast. A Blood Sea is reflected around the sword energy. In the Blood Sea, there are many blood-colored monsters floating, annihilating, regenerating, and reincarnating endlessly.
Han Yi saved Gu Yu with a roll of his spiritual consciousness.
"Han Yi Run away." Gu Yu's face was fierce, and his eyes were full of determination to die.
All Mystic Pill Sect monks were already prepared to die for their sect before joining this fight, and Gu Yu was no exception.
If I can kill one, I'll kill you one by one. If I can't, I'll drag you to death with me.
The silvery white light flashed and collided with the huge sword light in mid-air.
Peng!!
The light of the sword shattered, and the Blood Sea illusion that came with it died instantly. A monk appeared after the Blood Sea.
This monk also looked like a young man. His face was calm, and he was holding a bloody long sword in his hand. The blade was only one inch long, and there was no decoration except for the bloody color all over his body.
The young man looked at Han Yi from a distance and showed a hint of interest.
"Swordsman."
"Mystic Pill Sect The newly promoted monk Foundation Establishment?"
"Interesting."
"I remember that there was once a newly promoted Foundation Establishment monk in your sect who drew his sword at me. However, that monk couldn't withstand my three blows. I hope you can give me a surprise."
Just now, this monk happened to see Han Yi's attack from below. The aura on Han Yi's body made it obvious to all the Foundation Establishment monks that he had just been promoted.
"Mo Wen?"
Han Yi raised his eyebrows.
Three swords cut down monk Mystic Pill Sect. When it came to this matter, Han Yi naturally thought of a name, Mo Wen.
Many years ago, Mystic Pill Sect You Wu, in Taibai Commandery, Dragon-Slaying Abbey, pointed at Mo Wen with the sword, and was cut down by the sword repairman Mo Wen. Three times, the body died, the soul was scattered, and the sword was broken. The broken Fire Reversal sword was still found by Zhuge Wuyou Supreme Elder and placed in the sect.
"Oh, you have heard of me, so you should know the fate of the swordsman who challenged me."
"Come on, give me a surprise."
Mo Wen licked his lips, showing a trace of madness.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Blade in his hand had already been chopped down with a knife, and the huge sword light emitted a monstrous Blood Sea, crushing him over.
Gu Yu held back his seriously injured body and squeezed his mana crazily. The broken sea of fiery red clouds regrouped and pushed forward. A huge collision sound was heard.
Under this knife, Gu Yu's body was even more seriously injured. He struggled to get up, but was unable to fight anymore. The sea of clouds that had been torn apart again began to roll, obviously trying to self-destruct in an attempt to die with Mo Wen.
"Senior Brother Gu, wait a moment."
Seeing such a situation, even Gu Yu's self-destructing magic weapon should not pose a threat to Mo Wen. At most, it would make him a little embarrassed and hit him, which would not help.
Han Yi had to take a step forward, feeling solemn in his heart.
The opponent is very strong.
In the pale golden eyes, the aura of Mo Wen merged with the looming Blood Sea behind him.
This is a god of death who emerged from the killing of the Blood Sea.
Although it is only the early stage of foundation building, in terms of realm, it is the same as Gu Yu, Han Yi and others, but in terms of aura, it is better than them.
When You Wu first set foot on Foundation Establishment, in just a few years, he was already a strong player in the early stage of foundation building. Then, in Taibai Commandery Dragon-Slaying Abbey, Mo Wen died with three swords pointed at him.
It can be seen that Mo Wen is definitely not a stepping stone to be killed by others.
Han Yi's body flashed, and he was already blocking the front of Gu Yu. Then, without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air, and a little spiritual light burst out from his fingertips.
Spirit Void Finger.
With a flash of inspiration, he had already crossed dozens of meters and shone in front of Mo Wen.
Mo Wen's expression remained unchanged, and with a single tap of the long knife, Han Yi and Spirit Void Finger were sent flying.
However, with Foundation Establishment's cultivation level, the compressed magic power produced by Spirit Void Finger is far stronger than Qi Refining's, both in terms of quality and quantity. Much stronger.
Peng.
The spiritual light exploded, and the long knife paused slightly. Blood Sea was reflected around Blood Blade, and a monster suddenly exploded, sinking to the Blood Sea, and no longer climbed out.
Mo Wen shook his head. Such spells are somewhat effective against other early-stage foundation building, but they are not enough to deal with himself.
However, the next moment, his eyes raised.
In front of his eyes, auras of light filled the sky, overwhelming them. At first glance, he thought they were infested locusts.
"Interesting."
There was a smile at the corner of Mo Wen's mouth, and Blood Blade was already slashed in his hand. Although this knife was only Top-grade Magic Artifact, it was the most top-notch Top-grade Magic Artifact.
There is also a gap between Top-grade Magic Artifact and Top-grade Magic Artifact.
Generally, the Top-grade Magic Artifact used in legendary Qi training is the most common Top-grade Magic Artifact. The Top-grade Magic Artifact used in the early stage of foundation building is the stronger Top-grade Magic Artifact, and the Top-grade Magic Artifact used in the middle stage of foundation building is is the top Top-grade Magic Artifact. As for the strong ones in the late stage of foundation building, a few already have magic weapons, just like Huo Ming. When he was in the late stage of foundation building, he already had the magic weapon Abyssfire Cauldron.
Mo Wen's Blood Blade has an extraordinary origin. It can fight even against monks in the middle stage of foundation building.
Blood Blade fell down, and the terrifying sword energy Blood Sea collided with the spiritual light in the sky.
In the spiritual light, an ultimate golden light bloomed, and the spiritual light was like a shuttle. In an instant, it was within ten meters of Mo Wen.
However, Mo Wen did not appear panicked, but instead had a ferocious smile on his face.
"No, not enough, far from enough."
The long knife in his hand flew into the air for the first time, like a blood-colored swimming dragon. The dragon's head was raised high, and it spit out a breath of blood-colored dragon breath. The tip of the dragon's breath was the tip of the knife.
boom!!
The blooming golden light was extinguished in an instant.
Golden Light Shuttle was hacked away by Blood Blade. Han Yi couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood as if it was hit hard.
"Weak, too weak."
Mo Wen shook his head, his eyes showing regret, looking at Han Yi as if he were looking at a dead person.
With a flash of light on his arm, Tenglong's Blood Blade swept downwards at extremely high speed, like a meteorite falling to the ground. Even the sonic boom was left behind the knife.
Right now.
In the Spirit Void Finger storm that has not yet been extinguished, the two sword lights reflect each other and rise up like a trapped dragon rising into the sky. It is truly amazing.
One is green and black, the other is silvery white.
Regardless of whether it is blue-black or silver-white, these two sword lights are all glowing with hot light red light, and the tail of the sword drags a gorgeous red light, like two comets soaring into the sky.
call out!!
Mo Wen's eyes flashed with surprise. He thought that the Golden Light Shuttle just now was Han Yi's only means. After all, for a monk who had just stepped into Foundation Establishment, it was extremely rare to be able to hold a Top-grade Magic Artifact.
But he didn't expect that Han Yi actually had three pieces of Top-grade Magic Artifact, one piece of Golden Light Shuttle, and two swords.
This surprise was the only surprise in his eyes since he defeated Gu Yu.
"It's interesting."
With a smile on his lips, Blood Blade had fallen and collided with the two climbing sword lights.
The void shook, and then, at the center where the two swords collided, a psychic storm began to sweep outward.
Crash.
The air was violent for a moment, and Han Yi retreated for more than twenty meters. He reached Gu Yu's side and took him back again. He continued to retreat fifty meters before stopping.
at the same time.
call out.
In the violent psychic energy, the two swords were knocked back and Han Yi drew them in with his spiritual thoughts.
One is blue and black, the other is silver, suspended above Han Yi's head.
Green and black as usual, silver and white with traces.
(End of chapter)