Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 120
At the same moment when the light exploded, the beam of light reaching the sky on the huge stone palace suddenly dissipated.

Suspended above the stone palace, when the Taixu beam of light dissipated, the Taixu Order of the main body appeared, split into dozens of fragments, and shot towards the four directions.

And the other side.

With Han Yi, who was rushing forward, his light body skills had climbed to the extreme.

He only felt a blur before his eyes, and a red light flashed above his head. This light was even faster than the divine sense, and it disappeared into the sky before even the divine sense could catch it.

the next moment.

Rumble.

The terrifying explosion erupted with a delay. Amidst the explosion, the phantom of the demon god had dissipated, and even the six-meter black demon had exploded and turned into blood mist.

As for the siege, the first to bear the brunt are the many legendary qi trainings that came from the siege.

Three of them exploded into blood foam on the spot, and the blood foam turned into nothingness, and their magical artifacts disappeared.

As for the remaining legends, some were injured, some were undefended, and some were uninjured.

In addition, hundreds of peak qi practitioners who had been culled in the past, even in an instant, a large area, their bodies turned into nothingness, and were directly annihilated.

Only about 30 people survived, but they were also seriously injured.

Han Yi crazily superimposed the Fire Shield Technique and the Wind Wall Technique, stacking up to six layers, and the speed could not keep up with the destruction of the violent impact. There was a sharp pain in his chest and he was directly blasted away.

But taking advantage of this unacceptable reaction time, Han Yi controlled his body, and at the moment he was hit, he flew backwards in the direction of the red light that had just flashed past his eyes.

That red light, without a doubt, is the fragment of Tai Xu Ling.

the same moment.

The center of the black devil's self-detonation barely blocked the black devil's self-destruction, and monks kept freeing their hands to block the fragments.

A monk erected seven battle flags, and the battle flags formed a spiritual array, covering the two fragments of the Taixu Order.

There is a sword fairy, who uses the spirit sword, chops off the fragments, and the fragments fall into his hands.

There are monks who envoys trap the enemy's magic weapon, trap the fragments, and put them in their pockets.

At the same time, there are more monks, flickering and chasing from the middle to the outside, first the legendary Qi training, and then the peak Qi training.

Han Yi didn't pay attention to all of this. All his attention at the moment was on the red streamer that flashed past his head.

In less than half a breath, Han Yi caught up with the falling red streamer, reached out and grabbed it in his hand.

Before he could see clearly, his body rolled and fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Han Yi didn't care about vomiting blood, his eyes were firmly in his hands.

In the hand at this moment, when the red light was caught, its body appeared. It was a piece of red fragment with irregular edges and corners, about the size of half a palm.

The fragments were cold and without a trace of weight.

"Is this too false?"

"No, to be precise, it should be fragments of Tai Xu Ling."

Just now.

A sound of skimming came from the side.

Han Yi flashed his body, stood three meters away, and looked over coldly.

"Taixu orders to stay, to spare your life."

A monk who wielded the long sword retracted the long sword and suspended it in front of him, his eyes were full of murderous aura and greed was revealed.

Han Yi understood.

This belongs to the second half. In the first half, he killed the Black Demon and exploded the shards of Tai Xuling.

In the second half, Zuo Lie said that each of them robbed each other according to their own ability. Among them, the robbing between the monks was the main event.

"Noisy."

Murderous look flashed in Han Yi's eyes, and with two fingers together, the middle-grade sword weapon brought into the cave world this time, the Seven Star Sword, flew into the air with a whistling sound.

The other party is also practicing sword control.

Seeing Han Yi standing up with his sword, murderous intent and contempt appeared in the opponent's eyes.

This senior qi practitioner didn't see the big explosion near the ancestral temple, but just got rid of a black demon. Halfway there, he saw Han Yi holding a fragment in his hand, vomiting blood and standing up. Guessing the big bang and the dissipation of the Taixu light beam, it was not difficult for him to guess that Han Yi just got lucky and picked up a scattered fragment of Taixu order here.

He also used his long sword to kill Han Yi, but his long sword was powerless just after shooting ten meters.

A light red light, ten times the speed of his sword, faster than the reaction of his divine sense, pierced through his forehead, his eyes were instantly dull, and when his body fell halfway, Turned into nothingness, disappeared in place.

The long sword that flew ten meters away lost its owner and plunged obliquely into the ground one meter in front of Han Yi.

Han Yi recalled the Seven Star Sword, stepped forward, and found that the monk who wanted to stop him had not dissipated his long sword, so he picked it up.

"In the fighting method, everything changes rapidly, and the magic weapon naturally cannot be recovered to the storage speed."

"That's also one of the risks."

What Han Yi encountered was either the Sword Immortal, or the legendary qi training of the three major sects, or Zuo Lie, a major sect with Yuanying stage in charge. Buy more Chaozhen Marks for Zongmen disciples.

But this time, the ninth-level senior who wanted to kill himself only came from a sect similar to the Xuandan Sect, so it was naturally impossible for him to be so extravagant that he could even put a mark of court truth on the magic weapon.

"Unfortunately, this is also a medium-grade magic weapon."

Han Yi checked it, and felt a little regretful, but it was a great gain to be able to seize a middle-grade magic weapon. This sword weapon, which can be thrown out and detonated at a critical moment, is also one of the means.

Putting away the sword, he raised his head and scanned the surroundings.

This place is already in the middle of the Cang tribe, and there are sporadic black demon corpses scattered around. The explosion formed by the terrifying spells that fell on the black demon just now directly blasted him away for nearly two kilometers.

call out!
Han Yi looked up, and saw two spirit swords flying past, chasing after them to a further area.

"It's the two sword immortals from Jianya."

Han Yi's heart trembled. If he faced the sword fairy at this moment, he would definitely die. He was very clear about his own strength. Peak qi training, the outcome will only be known after the fight.

Fighting monks does not determine life and death based on realm, but needs to consider factors such as skills, environment, mentality, and magic weapons.

"go!"

Han Yi didn't think about it, and rushed out quickly. When he stepped into the forest and returned to the Chimang tribe, he could exchange the fragments of etheric tokens for treasures.

Thinking that among those treasures, there might be spiritual objects that could improve the aptitude of the root bones, Han Yi felt his heart warm.

After passing through the Blood Bone Spirit Flower, he would try his best to fight for anything that might involve root bones.

boom!
The fighting around began to shift from immortals to monks.

In a moment, Han Yi had reached the edge of the mountain forest. Before stepping into the forest, he turned to look at the Cang tribe. At this moment, the monks were killing each other, which had reached a tragic level.

(End of this chapter)