He walked forward and took a look at the charred corpse. The fatal wound on the corpse was not caused by the Yin Thunder Talisman or the magic talisman. It was just that the skin and flesh were split open, leaving the whole body paralyzed and temporarily losing the ability to defend itself.
The physical body is strong and the body is most afraid of thunder attribute spells.
Spirit Void Finger, who followed closely behind, took advantage of its wide open defenses to submerge it. This was the direct factor in its death.
Han Yi Fortunately, I was so cautious to kill the strongest person I have encountered so far.
He picked up the halberd that was thrown dozens of meters away and put it into a storage bag. The halberd was made of a special material and was blown away at the very beginning. It did not break or suffer any damage. Its golden surface remained the same as before.
Then, Han Yi squatted down and picked up the sturdy young man's storage bag from the charred corpse.
Then, out of habit, I searched around the body and found a bag that was smaller than an ordinary storage bag.
Han Yi Pick it up.
The bag is black, no more than the size of a palm, and the material looks like gold but not gold. It is so light that it has almost no weight. Even if it is placed in the palm of your hand, except for its soft and gentle touch, you can hardly notice its existence.
Han Yi identified it for a while, but didn't recognize what it was, so he was about to throw it into the storage bag, but the next moment, he was stunned.
The black bag in the palm of his hand remained motionless.
Can't take it?
He thought he had made a mistake just now, so he couldn't help but glance at it with his spiritual thoughts, and wanted to put it into the storage bag again.
This time, Han Yi felt it more clearly. The black bag in front of him was not resisting the storage bag, but the storage bag could not accommodate the bag..
So far, he hasn't encountered anything that doesn't fit into the storage bag.
Thinking of some common knowledge about cultivating immortals that he had heard before, Han Yi's face suddenly became overjoyed.
"This, this can't be the Qiankun Bag, right?"
However, this was not the time to explore. Han Yi placed it close to his body, and then confirmed that there was nothing of value except the burnt corpse within a dozen meters of the surrounding area. He turned around and ran towards the outside.
Two quarters of an hour later.
A young man wearing a bloody robe appeared in front of the charred corpse. He leaned down and after identifying the corpse, he stood up suddenly and exclaimed.
"It's Senior Brother Liao Yan."
"Senior Brother Liao was actually killed? This, this... how is it possible??"
"How can that Sword Immortal, with only the cultivation level of Qi Refining Layer 7, be able to kill Senior Brother Liao, who is an experienced qi practitioner?"
The young man's expression suddenly changed.
"No, damn it. Senior Brother Liao is a disciple of Senior Uncle Qi. Moreover, he has a very special status. If he dies here, it will be troublesome."
"In addition, he has the Qiankun bag given to him by Uncle An. The contents of the bag are even more important than this mission."
"You must inform Senior Han immediately."
This young man is the monk who acted with the Blood God Sect Blood God Son Han Xuxiao before.
It's just that the division of labor is different. Han Xuxiao is responsible for keeping an eye on Tiger Demon, pushing him all the way, and destroying the disciples of the Mystic Pill Sect who are together, while Liao Yan is responsible for collecting the precious spiritual plants that were originally guarded by the demon tiger. After collecting them, they coordinate to hunt down the disciples of the Mystic Pill Sect.
Previously, this young man also informed Liao Yan that they had met a Sword Immortal, and Liao Yan showed great interest.
Sword Immortal, the first to kill.
As for body cultivation, we are taking the road of immortality and immortality. When we meet Sword Immortal, we can't help but be excited.
The young monk ducked away. He needed to tell Han Xuxiao what happened here. This matter was too big. If the Qiankun Bag was really lost, Uncle An would be angry and they would be flooded.
After a stick of incense, two monks in bloody robes suddenly appeared in front of the charred corpse. One of them was the young man who appeared here before, and the other was Blood God Sect Blood God Son Han Xuxiao.
Han Xuxiao's face was no longer calm, but solemn with a hint of murderous intent. He leaned down and took a look.
"It's Liao Yan, that's right."
"The one who killed him was not Sword Immortal, but someone else."
Han Xuxiao's fingers, glowing with blood, gently pressed on the charred corpse. Then, he pulled up, and there was a wisp of red and black breath, which he pulled out of the corpse.
With a pinch of his fingers, he pinched this wisp of breath between his two fingers.
"This breath feels a bit familiar..."
Han Xuxiao frowned, then relaxed.
"I know, it's the Mystic Pill Sect disciple who killed Shi Heng."
"Can actually kill Liao Yan, it seems this disciple is anything but simple."
"You continue to organize the hunt for other Mystic Pill Sect disciples. I will go get the Qiankun Bag back and kill this disciple Mystic Pill Sect by the way."
Han Xuxiao said it lightly, with a hint of excitement on his face.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a spell and landed on the breath on his fingertips.
Soul-Chasing Art.
The black and red aura floated gently, suddenly popped out, turned into a sharp arrow, and shot in a certain direction.
Han Xuxiao's body disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it was already a hundred meters away. The blurry figure flickered and disappeared again. This time, even the shadow could not be seen clearly.
The young man standing there also breathed a sigh of relief.
"When Senior Han takes action, as long as Mystic Pill Sect is not among the top ten, they will definitely be able to capture it."
"In this way, recovering the Qiankun Bag can also relieve Uncle An from being held accountable, otherwise..."
The young man remembered the sect's speculation about Liao Yan's identity, as well as the methods of Uncle Qi and Uncle An, and his body trembled, and he couldn't help but shudder.
other side.
After Han Yi left, he did not go looking for Chu Jinmo, but went straight to the outside of the mountains. Because there was only 20% of the mana left in his body, after he used Light Body Art, his speed was slower than the original, but it was still comparable to an ordinary Qi Refining Layer 8 monk.
Next.
No more accidents happened along the way.
When he stepped out of the forest and saw three Calamity-Crossing Immortal Ship hovering on the ground a few hundred meters away, there were many inner disciples standing or sitting cross-legged on the fairy ships. Han Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm finally back."
Han Yi glanced around and saw the previous seven-member group He Fengdi, Chu Jinmo, and Shen Ru gathered together. He couldn't help but feel happy and quickly approached.
Sudden.
There was a terrifying aura behind him, approaching quickly. Han Yi didn't even think about it, and without turning around, he rushed out quickly, stepped onto the fairy ship with a swipe.
same moment.
Sitting cross-legged on the fairy ship, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe stood up angrily,
"Hmph, Blood God Sect, you are seeking death!!"
The middle-aged man in Xuanpao carried a long sword on his back. He drew the sword and struck it, and a huge sword light appeared in front of the fairy ship. It was ten meters long. The sword light was black and red, as if burning strange black fireworks.
brush!!
The sword light pushed out horizontally.
Sweeping rapidly from the mountain forest, exuding terrifying power, was a Blood God Sect monk wearing a blood-colored robe. His eyes crossed the sword light and did not look at the middle-aged man in black robes. Instead, he stared at Han Yi who had jumped onto the fairy ship, and a murderous intention flashed through him.
This person is clearly Han Xuxiao who is chasing after him.
However, he never expected that Han Yi would run straight out of the mountain range without stopping. Even if he used Soul-Chasing Art as a guide and pursued him at full speed, he would still be one step behind.
It's a pity that I can't kill you this time, this thought flashed through his mind.
But next time, you will definitely not survive. He has written down Han Yi's aura and appearance. Next time he encounters him, he will kill him.
Next.
Only then did he turn his attention to the huge sword light that was pressing down in mid-air.
I saw the excitement in his eyes suddenly rising, and with his fingers together, the bloody long sword on his back suddenly rose into the air and faced him.
boom!!
There were terrifying roars and explosions in the sky, the mountains and forests shook, and the fairy ship's autonomous protective formation flashed with spiritual light fluctuations.
Before the shock dissipated, Blood Sword flew back, and Han Xuxiao calmly retreated.
The black-robed monk who slashed with the sword suddenly jumped out with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Flameblood Sword?"
"Han Xuxiao?"
"Hmph, since you are here to seek death today, then just stay."
The black-robed monk disappeared in mid-air with a "swish" sound. When he reappeared, he was already at the position where Han Xuxiao was standing just now. He took another step forward, his figure disappeared, and he was already chasing him away.
Everyone on the fairy ship was horrified.
Among them, Han Yi, who had just rushed onto the fairy ship and hadn't had time to take a breath, was even more horrified and had the consciousness of escaping from death.
"This guy came for me."
"He was able to block Foundation Establishment's blow. Who is this person?"
"Fortunately, I was one step ahead of him."
These two thoughts emerged one after another. At this moment, the middle-aged Foundation Establishment sitting in front of the fairy ship had already flashed and chased after him, but disappeared in an instant.
Of course, there was more than one Foundation Establishment monk accompanying the immortal ship, so everyone was not worried about this.
but.
Before the spiritual storm of sword light and sword energy colliding in front of the fairy ship stopped, a disciple suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "It's Han Xuxiao."
This disciple's face was ugly, and Han Yi could recognize him. This man was the pinnacle monk of Qi Refining Layer 9, and he had ranked more than twenty among Inner Peak Grand Competition.
What makes him look ugly, and he even knows his name, this Blood God Sect person is by no means an ordinary person.
On the fairy ship, low voices of discussion resounded among the disciples who gathered in twos and threes. Han Yi calmed down the fear in his heart and then walked towards Chu Jinmo who came up.
"Junior Brother Han, thank you for saving me."
Chu Jinmo thanked him with his hand. Although his face was still pale, he looked fine. The silver sword he carried on his back had regained its composure, just like an ordinary magic weapon, and did not show any magic.
Han Yi smiled, "Sister Chu, there is no need to be so polite."
Chu Jinmo looked solemnly, cupped his hands and said, "This is a life-saving grace. Junior Brother Han can ignore it, but I need to keep it in my heart."
Han Yi handed over his hand. "Sister Chu's words are serious. If I were in danger, I'm sure Senior Sister Chu wouldn't stand idly by."
Chu Jinmo nodded solemnly. "If Junior Brother Han is in trouble, I will sacrifice my life to save him."
Han Yi smiled sarcastically, Chu Jinmo is really a sweetheart.
Both parties know that this is not a relationship between men and women, but a friendship between the same family.
Afterwards, Chu Jinmo took Han Yi to He Fengdi and Shen Ru, who were sitting cross-legged and adjusting their breaths more than ten meters away. Everyone met and nodded in greeting.
"Junior Brother Han, you are so lucky. If you were a step slower and were caught up by Han Xuxiao, you would definitely die."
He Fengdi stared at Han Yi and said thoughtfully.
"Senior Brother He, do you know him too?" Han Yi asked in confusion, "Han Xuxiao? Who is this person?"
(End of chapter)