The golden halberd has an aura similar to that in Great Qian Immortal Court that permeates the entire Immortal Court.
Great Qian The breath of national destiny.
This female cultivator is meaningless, she is a cultivator from Great Qian.
It may be a certain imperial daughter of the Great Qian emperor, or a certain duke, or the granddaughter of a certain marquis, or a relative of the head of the six tribes or the third auxiliary prime minister.
On the way to Great Qian Immortal Capital, Heavenly Heart Daoist also introduced the situation of Great Qian to Han Yi. In addition, Han Yi learned from Han Yi in the library. Han Yi is no stranger to Great Qian's organization, the True Lord Transformation God.
Great Qian The most powerful person never thinks he is the Great Qian emperor.
Under the emperor, there are three great princes, the Duke of Zhen, the Duke of An, and the Duke of Ding. These three great princes are all powerful gods.
Under the duke, there are three auxiliary ministers, six heads of tribes, and seven princes.
These sixteen are all Nascent Soul True Monarchs.
Of course, this does not mean that Great Qian Immortal Kingdom only has sixteen true kings. According to the ranking of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion True Monarch Ranking, there are thirty-four true kings belonging to Great Qian on the surface, let alone those secretly.
This is the absolute dominance of the Jade Balance Realm's southwest region.
Many conjectures flashed through Han Yi's mind, but his expression did not change. Instead, he put Spirit Jade into his storage bag, turned around and looked at the person coming, then ignored him and walked away.
Among the early foundation-building monks, he believed that he could not lose to anyone.
Outside, he was being chased and abducted, but he admitted it. After all, the person he faced was either in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, or at the peak of Foundation Establishment, or even the Nascent Soul Lord. For the sake of his own life, it didn't matter if he was a little cowardly.
But here, the realm is limited to the early stage of Foundation Establishment. He has nothing to fear. As long as you don't provoke him, everything will be fine. If you want to die, then he will get what he wants.
certainly.
The other party was an official monk of Great Qian. In order not to cause further trouble, Han Yi decided to ignore it. If the other party was the granddaughter of a certain emperor Great Qian, and he killed her, he would be seeking death.
I really thought that after entering the cave, everyone would be equal. In fact, this is not the case. As long as you are a human being, there will always be partiality.
but.
Han Yi ignored him, but the other party thought Han Yi was scared.
A trace of anger flashed across the cold face of the female cultivator, and the halberd flew across the sky, killing suddenly.
boom!!
The halberd swept across the Han Yi position, only piercing an afterimage. Then, it chopped off more than a dozen giant trees and smashed them to the ground.
suddenly.
A streak of green and black sword energy passed silently through the violently shaking dust.
laugh!
The sword energy crossed the edge of the female cultivator's forehead and cut off a strand of hair. Then, it turned back and fell into the scabbard of the distant figure.
Just in an instant, the figure swayed slightly and disappeared, and it was difficult to catch even the breath.
"Chase and die!"
A voice, filled with coldness and endless murderous aura, came from the retreating figure.
The face of the female cultivator in the purple skirt froze, and a hint of shock appeared under her wildly shrinking pupils.
The bright sword light grazed his scalp, which was obviously a warning.
The other party was so strong, even ridiculously strong. They were both in the early stage of foundation building, but they were still able to hold on with ease. The difference in strength shocked her.
This first sword was a warning. If I caught up with him, the other party might really kill him.
She took a deep breath, waved gently, took back the halberd, and shook her hand tightly, but the figure of the monk just now flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"This man is too strange. I know all the monks in the Immortal Kingdom. He is not one of them. He is most likely a disciple secretly cultivated by the Holy Land and Three Great Sects."
"So... strong."
She calmed down and continued to move forward with her halberd, but this time, she had a different mentality.
other side.
Han Yi After going deep into the mountain forest, he jumped up and stood thirty meters high in the air. His eyes exuded a pale golden light and he scanned the surroundings.
Aura Observation Technique can not only be used to "see" people, but also can be used to "find" objects. All spiritual "things" cannot escape Aura Observation Technique.
Although this spell has a low initial level, its applicability is extremely strong. Under the influence of Proficiency Panel, its ability has been completely transformed like other spells. It can even be said that it is completely different from the original spell principle.
Buzz!
Under Aura Observation Technique, everything you see is composed of countless lines of different colors.
Ordinary grass and trees only have one or two scribbles, while some spiritual grasses that have reached a higher level have more strokes. Further forward, a monk passes by, which is a light group emitting different colors, including red, blood, gold, and silver.
This color, Han Yi guesses, is related to attributes and cultivation techniques, or even personal temperament.
Sudden.
A dazzling and dense light spot came into view. These light spots were all pure purple, like purple stars.
Spirit Jade.
Han Yi was overjoyed, the pale golden light in his eyes faded, and the world returned to normal. He was extremely fast, and after falling into the forest, he headed towards the spot where the purple light spot was under Aura Observation Technique's vision.
In less than ten breaths, it suddenly dawned on him that he was already in a valley.
There are purple spots on the mountain wall on one side of the valley. A hundred meters away, there is a Spirit Jade embedded on it. The faint purple halo gives an illusion of beauty.
"So many."
As soon as Han Yi landed, he couldn't help but let out a soft cry. Sword Control Dao Art stood up and pulled down a piece of Spirit Jade on the mountain wall. Although this piece of Spirit Jade was smaller than the one he got before, there were dozens of pieces at least where he saw it. Added up, it was more than ten times what he had just obtained.
developed.
Han Yi jumped up and rushed forward. At the same time, he took out another sword, Black Light, from the storage bag.
Green Duckweed Sword and Black Radiance Sword, like two swimming dragons, shuttled in front of the mountain wall, constantly prying Spirit Jade off, and were absorbed by Han Yi.
Suddenly, a figure approached from far away at an extremely fast speed.
"Haha, Spirit Jade, so many."
"Someone is developed."
As the voice fell, a figure stepped out of the mountain forest and entered the valley. When he saw the seven or eight Spirit Jade left on the mountain wall, he couldn't help but look overjoyed and laughed wildly.
The person who came was a burly and strong man, dressed in Daoist robes, which made him look like a giant war god.
However, Han Yi just glanced at him, waved gently, and brought Blacklight Broken Sword to his eyes, while Green Duckweed Sword did not stop.
After a dozen brush strokes, all the Spirit Jade were pried out from the mountain wall, and Han Yi rolled them in front of him with his spiritual consciousness and put them into the storage bag.
"Hmph!"
A loud roar came from the mouth of the giant man who was laughing wildly. One moment, his face was full of laughter, and the next moment, he was filled with murderous intent.
"Death to someone!!"
A golden mirror was thrown from the hands of the giant strong man. The mirror was not big and hung five meters in the air. A golden light shot out from the mirror and swept towards Han Yi, but it was just an afterimage of Destruction.
"Huh?"
The giant strong man let out a light sigh, turned his hands, and a second mirror appeared in his hands, this one was a silver mirror.
The mirror lifted into the sky, and another silver ray of light shot out, interacting with the golden light, and passed by. Wherever it passed, the valley rolled and the dust and sand were annihilated.
However, every step Han Yi's body takes forward is not fast, but its rhythm is wonderful, and it can always avoid the rays of light.
"I don't believe it."
The giant giant man snorted heavily and took out the third mirror from the storage bag. This was a red mirror. The mirror came back to life with a dazzling red light.
The three colors of gold, silver and red are crossed. Even Han Yi feels a lot of pressure.
The limit of Light Body Art can probably support the fourth mirror.
But of course he won't just be a target.
Han Yi raised his eyebrows, Sword Control Dao Art stood up, and with a flash of black light, he hit the nearest golden mirror.
clang!!
The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded.
Han Yi frowned again, looking at the mirror that rolled and flew hundreds of meters, fell into the forest, but rose into the air again, unscathed, with a solemn expression.
His sword was a full-strength sword that could not even break the opponent's mirror.
That mirror is no lower than the broken grade of my Black Light. Even if it is not a magic weapon, it should be the top Top-grade Magic Artifact.
There is even a guess about Han Yi, which is a mirror with different colors but similar functions and the same appearance.
That is, this set of mirrors should be a set of magic weapons, but when used separately, each mirror does not have the power of a magic weapon, so it can be called a half-step magic weapon.
If this is really the case, who is this guy?
However, even if it is a complete set of magic weapons, it still depends on the strength of the user. When it comes to Foundation Establishment, the main weapon competition is spiritual consciousness.
Han Yi is the first-class immortal base of the soul.
In this regard, he has never been afraid of anyone at the same level.
Next.
With a flash of his consciousness, Blacklight Broken Sword turned back and blew away the other two mirrors. Then, it rose into the sky, crossed the void, and shot out, pointing directly at the giant giant man.
Opposite him, the giant strong man, after Han Yi Sword Control Dao Art knocked away the golden mirror, his eyes suddenly bulged, his face changed drastically, and because the consciousness on the golden mirror was hit, his soul was shocked and his head swelled.
quick.
Too fast.
So fast that he could barely react.
Extremely fast, producing infinite power.
If this sword hits him first, he may not even be able to take out the fourth mirror.
The hair on my back stood up, and fear grew in my heart.
The giant man hurriedly took out the fourth mirror, which was a pure white mirror. This time, the mirror faced himself.
A white light shrouded the giant man's body and disappeared.
The pure white mirror also jumped into the void with a slight jump and disappeared in an instant.
Black light flashed and turned back again.
Han Yi was even more surprised this time.
This mirror not only has attack function, but also can change positions.
A hundred meters away, a giant strong man suddenly appeared, and the white mirror jumped out.
With a horrified look on his face, he stretched out his hand and passed through the white mirror, as if he were entering another dimension. Mana poured in, and the gold, silver, and red mirrors scattered around suddenly disappeared. Then, he retracted his arm, and there were three more mirrors in his hand.
The next moment.
Another white light shone on him from the white mirror, and the mirror jumped and disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already three hundred meters away.
Less than three breaths into the fight, he actually ran away without saying a word.
Come arrogantly, leave swiftly.
"Sure enough, there are many monks in the world. Even in the early stage of foundation building, although I am confident that I am not afraid of others, others also have magical means and should not be underestimated."
"Gold, silver, red, and white mirrors, this set of magic weapons should have more than these four. This person's identity is definitely not an ordinary sect disciple, he must have some background, that's all."
Han Yi put away his sword, glanced at the forest behind him, his eyes moved slightly, his body swayed, he crossed the valley and stepped into another ancient mountain forest.
After he left, three breaths later.
Five figures stepped into the valley and took five positions.
"Such a powerful Sword Control Technique, Ding Jiansheng, is this person your Crimson Sky Sword Sect?" A young man wearing a noble purple brocade robe had a cold light flashing in his eyes.
If Han Yi were here, you would recognize this young man. He is the ninth-generation grandson of Emperor Great Qian, Pang Quan, who was present at the Myriad Star Sea acting conference.
Pang Quan looked to the side of the mountain forest, where there was an aloof swordsman. The swordsman came from Great Qian Three Great Sects, Crimson Sky Sword Sect, and his name was Ding Jiansheng.
Ding Jiansheng Across the valley, his eyes fell on the ancient mountain forest opposite, and a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.
Then, he turned around and glanced at Pang Quan. His face was still aloof. Without saying a word, he rose up with his sword, crossed the valley, and stepped into the Gumao Mountain Forest.
He actually didn't even want to talk to Pang Quan. His eyes were as calm as a deep pool.
But there is no doubt that such an approach is complete contempt.
Pang Quan looked ugly, his body under the brocade robe shook slightly, then quickly regained his composure, waved his brocade sleeves, and left straight away.
The other three people had different expressions, and all of their attention was on the departing Han Yi. Even if they noticed that Pang Quan looked ugly, they didn't take it to heart.
In an instant, everyone dispersed, some heading in another direction, and some crossing the valley as well.
other side.
Han Yi When he crossed the valley and stepped into the Gumao Mountain Forest, he also noticed the five foundation-building auras behind him, but he ignored it.
In Jade Palace Treasure-Jade Heaven, fighting is the means, and obtaining Spirit Jade is the goal.
Moreover, those who can enter here are all people with status. Killing is easy, but the follow-up is troublesome.
Before learning the spell to disrupt the cause and effect of heaven, Han Yi decided to kill less people if he could, and to change the magic weapons and magic weapons obtained after killing people.
Yuan Changtian's lesson is profound enough.
In particular, the monks who can enter Jade Palace Treasure-Jade Heaven are all sects of Golden Core and above, including the descendants of Emperor Great Qian and the descendants of a certain boss from the Two Holy Lands Three Great Sects.
Not to be offended.
After entering Gumao Mountain Forest.
Han Yi found a few pieces of Spirit Jade piecemeal. In total, there were more than fifty yuan, which was considered a huge sum of money.
This kind of Spirit Jade can be taken directly to improve the cultivation level of a small realm. It can also be regarded as a kind of rare object, only weaker than the fairy fate in the original Chaozhen Tai Xu Tian.
Han Yi naturally would not miss such a good opportunity.
Sudden.
An earth-shattering explosion sounded from far away from the side. Han Yi paused and turned around without hesitation.
If there is fighting, there is competition, and here, the one fighting for must be Spirit Jade. He will not let go of such an opportunity, and it will all rely on means.
Uh-huh!
Phantom Shadow flashed past, and in less than ten breaths, Han Yi had already crossed several kilometers and stepped out of the mountain forest, and then his eyes trembled wildly.
before his eyes.
A mountain peak with a height of about 100 meters rises abruptly from the ground and stands on the edge of the mountain forest.
What made Han Yi's eyes tremble was that on the top of the mountain, there was a purple light shining like the brightest star, attracting his attention.
Spirit Jade.
Moreover, it is a huge Spirit Jade that is as tall as a person.
All the Spirit Jade Han Yi had obtained before this was less than one-tenth of this piece.
Outside the mountain forest, around the mountain peak, there are already more than a dozen people standing in the void.
On the ground, there was a corpse, which was beyond recognition. Beside the corpse, the magic weapon was broken.
Han Yi's pupils shrank, hesitant.
This situation is very difficult to handle. Anyone who takes action will definitely become the target of public criticism. It will be difficult for them not to die without being attacked.
He is very strong, one-on-one, he is below the same level, and has no fear.
But if you face a dozen early-stage foundation-building monks at the same time, they will all die under the bombardment of Top-grade Magic Artifact and magic weapons.
"It's hard to handle."
Han Yi turned his eyes and had an idea instantly. Since there is a whole piece of Spirit Jade that you can't eat, then explode it to disrupt the situation and break the deadlock.
Only in this way can we have a chance of winning the big prize.
At the edge of the mountain forest, after Han Yi walked out, a few more people walked out one after another.
Several of them are no strangers to Han Yi.
A hundred meters away on the left, that is the ninth generation grandson of Great Qian, Pang Quan. This is a difficult person to get along with.
Three hundred meters to the right, a young monk was carrying a giant sword more than three meters long. The blade was dark and glowing with cold light.
Void Sect, Shen Yuan.
Han Yi withdrew his gaze and landed on a dozen figures confronting each other in mid-air, two of whom he recognized.
A young man wearing a mysterious robe, Southern Dipper Divine Palace, Fu You.
The other one was dressed in white, with three war flags on his back. The war flags were hunting, and even the space became a little blurry under the fluctuations of the war flags, as if they were shaking.
Spirit Battle Sect, Xie Jingshan.
Han Yi suddenly realized.
It has been fourteen years since the last time Mystic Pill Sect organized the sect to go to Jade Capital Mountain for Cave Heaven Trial.
In these fourteen years, he has made breakthroughs and become stronger.
As for the other monks in Chaozhen Tai Xu Tian, such as Southern Dipper Divine Palace, Void Sect and other monks, they had stronger resources than Mystic Pill Sect, and the environment in which they were trained was more oppressive, so they naturally became stronger quickly.
To be able to break through to a legendary qi training monk, talent, luck, strength, and understanding are all almost indispensable. After they break through to Foundation Establishment, these characteristics will naturally follow, and they can also make rapid progress in the early stage of foundation building.
but.
In front of Han Yi, these people, even if they are stronger than Han Xuxiao of the Blood God Sect, are still only too strong, and I have no fear of them.
After Han Yi determined the strategic plan, he no longer hesitated. Blacklight Broken Sword floated in front of his eyes. Then, he put two fingers together and gently lifted it up. Black Radiance Sword climbed rapidly, as fast as thunder.
Whether it was the dozen monks standing in the void or the seven or eight monks who had just walked out of the mountains and forests, they all looked at Han Yi.
"Hmph!"
In mid-air, a monk with a cold face hummed, and threw a five-color fan forward in his hand. In a blink of an eye, the colorful fan had transformed into a ten-meter giant. With a single blow, Han Yi, the broken sword, was about to fly away.
but.
Pfft.
There was a short sound like a bullet punching through a hard wooden board. Blacklight Broken Sword instantly penetrated the colorful fan. The speed did not slow down at all, but was lifted upwards.
"My Peacock Fan, damn it."
The cold monk who was sitting cross-legged in the void suddenly looked at Han Yi, and a second Top-grade Magic Artifact appeared in his hand. This was a short arrow only as wide as a palm.
The arrow is black and the arrow body is white.
Monk Leng Li looked at Han Yi with a stern look in his eyes. He lightly threw the short arrow forward in his hand. Then, the short sword floated in the air, entwined with black and white aura. It was as fast as thunder and silent, like the arrow of death, stabbing towards Han Yi.
Everyone present, including Han Yi, had an intuition that this spell could definitely hit Han Yi.
No matter whether it was the edge of the forest or the other monks standing in mid-air, they did not move, but all looked at Han Yi.
Void Sect's Shen Yuan, Southern Dipper Divine Palace's Fu You, Spirit Battle Sect's Xie Jingshan, Great Qian Immortal Kingdom Pang Quan from, Ding Jiansheng from the Crimson Sky Sword Sect, looked at Han Yi with interest, jealousy, or aloofness.
(End of chapter)