Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 293 Divine Ability Soul Puppet, Kill the True Monarch Again

Han Yi's eyes flickered, but his murderous aura remained silent.

From Jin Wang's garrison, he deduced that there should be monks around who have not left, so the intention of the monks who have not left cannot be more obvious.

And the location of this monk is impressively the place where peeping breath was exposed when he took out the death bell just now.

Is this purposeful?Or is it a temporary idea?
Although Han Yi didn't know, it didn't prevent him from knowing what to do next.

After he questioned, a sneer appeared on his face, he flipped his hands over, and took out three fourth-order talismans from the Qiankun Ring, and the talismans burned to ashes when the mana was touched.

Of these three talismans, one is the five-element horror talisman, which was obtained from Qiu Yao, one of the seven black gods in the heavenly power world, and the other is called the Chiyue Slaying Immortal Talisman, which was obtained from the Qiankun ring of the demon slayer in the heavenly power world. The last one is called the Desolate Sha Zhou Extermination Talisman, which was obtained by beheading a certain Golden Core peak cultivator in the Tianzhu Si Xuantian not long ago.

These three talismans are all fourth-order low-grade talismans.

As soon as the Five Elements Horror Talisman came out, the five elements' soul energy turned into five colors of light, swept across several miles in an instant, and fell towards the hidden place that Han Yi had noticed.

The Chiyue Slaying Immortal Talisman turned into a crimson crimson moon, like a scimitar, eerie and eerie, cutting through the space and falling in the sky.

As for the Desolate Sand Universe Destroyer Talisman, as soon as it is activated, countless gravels seem to come to life under the pointed area, flowing and jumping, and every gravel has life, and it only has a life of half a breath. There is only one purpose, and that is destruction.

The gravel is like a bullet, shooting up from bottom to top, turning into a storm of gravel that reverses the world, like a rain of sand, but it is not going down, but going up.

In an instant, the attacks triggered by the three talismans took effect at the same time. From a distance, the position Han Yi pointed to had a strange red moon above it, a gravel storm below it, and the soul energy of the five elements in the middle, triple danger.

Ten miles away, Jin Wang's condensed body suddenly trembled, no matter how bright his eyes were, even here, he murmured for the first time, although only he could hear the sound.

"Spiritual talisman, and there are three talismans in one shot, decisive, really decisive."

"Besides, activate the spirit talisman. This Xuandan Sect Han Yi has just been promoted to Nascent Soul, and his aura has not decreased much. His mana is strong, unlike those who have just been promoted to Nascent Soul."

"Furthermore, at this moment, he is truly showing his killing intent. The spirit talisman is in the front and the spirit sword is in the back. This kind of grasp of the battle is already superior."

Jin Wang picked up the pen, paused again, put down the pen, and continued to watch.

In front of him, the spirit talisman had landed in that area, and the sound of roaring continued.

The barren sand is endless, the crimson moon shatters the sky, and the horror sweeps across the space, and the space in that area is about to be shattered. If it is a golden core monk, even the most powerful golden core peak, half-step Nascent Soul, In this place, the body has long been crushed into powder, and even the soul cannot escape.

But Han Yi, who was a few miles away, just sank.

Actually.

For him, these three talismans are just a test, because Han Yi knows that the person who has seen him defeat Huo Feicheng, the deputy head of the Yanwei Mansion head-on, has not left, and is still peeping, must think that his strength is in Huo Feicheng's hands. Fei Chengshang, that is to say, this hidden cultivator is definitely in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, or even...late stage of Nascent Soul.

But no matter what, if someone with ulterior motives peeped around, Han Yi's first move was naturally to blast the opponent out first.

Although the fourth-order talisman is precious, for him today, it can only be used as a means of temptation.

And this moment.

Under the talisman, a figure finally showed its trace.

This is a middle-aged man with a pale face and no trace of blood. The breath of the middle-aged man is not like a living person, but more like a dead person.

And this state is very similar to those corpse puppets that Han Yi encountered in Tianquan Realm, Yuan Shun's endless corpse domain, but those corpse puppets are already part of Yuan Shun's internal space, which is also a part of the endless corpse domain. , This cultivator, who is similar to a corpse puppet, is a strange state of self-cultivation.

Although the middle-aged monk was forced to show up, his expression was fixed on Han Yi, and he did not hide anymore, revealing a look of greed.

It was walking in the deserted sand, a dead gray light radiated from its hands, the gravel that was close to it, the short life it was endowed with, died instantly, the gravel with the speed of a bullet lost all its kinetic energy in an instant, and stopped, Then, brush and fall, return to the ground.

And the broken Chi Yue also lost its color in an instant, from crimson to pale, and then shattered into endless powder, floating in the wind, fading strangely, and the universe was clear.

On the other side, the fright that swept across turned from invisible to tangible, and turned into a five-color runner. With just a light pinch, the five-color runner made a tangible click sound, shattered into extremely fast, and fell down. , in mid-air, there was another slight shock, and he became invisible again, turned into soul energy, and scattered away.

In an instant.

Three fourth-order talismans, even within a breath, were already in front of the middle-aged monk, leaving no traces.

Han Yi's pupils shrank, but in his heart, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew this middle-aged monk, or to be precise, he had the memory of this monk in Xia Quan's shadow.

The seventh sect of the Soul Hall, the elder of the Sky Burial Hall, Yan Zhan.

What made Han Yi heave a sigh of relief was that although this Yan Zhan was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he was also at the senior level, but he was far from the late stage of Nascent Soul.

It's not the late Yuanying period, so Han Yi is naturally fearless.

However, the other party is a monk of the Soul Palace, and the technique of cultivation is soul technique. Moreover, the soul technique of the Sky Burial Hall is even more weird and unpredictable, many of which are related to death. No wonder, this middle-aged monk gave Han Yi the first It feels like a corpse.

"It turned out to be the Sky Burial Hall, Elder Yan Zhan, why, has Elder Yan healed from the injury he suffered last time?"

Han Yi sneered and said.

What he said was also something in Xia Quan's soul shadow.

More than ten years ago, Xia Quan practiced the true biography of the Nine Cauldrons as a soul slave, which triggered a war between the two holy places. In the hall, it took a long time to practice before recovering.

But as soon as these words came out, Yan Zhan's face darkened, his pale face became even more terrifying, and the aura of corpses surged in his eyes, utterly horrified.

"Xuan Danzong, Han Yi?"

"The thing in your waist is the treasure of my soul palace. Hand it over obediently, and I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will train you into a soul puppet, and the nascent soul will be trapped in the soul burial space, suffering endless suffering, and will not survive. , begging to die."

A few miles away, Han Yi, who was facing each other, smiled.

"Elder Yan, I am the soul seed of the Tiangang Palace, and I have already lost the soul seal of the Soul Palace. Are you afraid that the master of the Tiangang Palace will arrest your Nascent Soul and throw it into the Tiangang Pagoda?"

"Furthermore, now that I have been promoted to Nascent Soul, you old guy, if you find me, will you die?"

When Han Yi said the first sentence, he still sneered. When he said the second sentence, his face was already serious, and the hidden murderous aura burst out.

Although Yan Zhan's face remained unchanged, he was already shocked. Although he was sure that Han Yi was not a soul-seed, Tiangang Hall was the first hall of the Soul Hall, and the rules were different from the other twelve halls. If this Han Yi, It is true that the soul seal of the soul hall has been dropped, and it is recorded in the book. If I take action against it, it will be a disaster for me to provoke the elders of the soul hall and even the master of the soul hall.

In the Tiangang Pagoda, there were two powerful deities who were imprisoned, and it was rumored that even the deities were wailing endlessly in it, either living or dying.

but.

Han Yi's second sentence made his face gloomy.

Yuanying's lifespan can reach a thousand years old, while Yan Zhan is more than 700 years old. During these hundreds of years, countless battles have tempered his keen sense of fighting.

After being startled and gloomy, he immediately reacted again.

No matter what Han Yi said in front of him, he would take action, so why bother, wasting his tongue, capture him, snatch the death bell, and press him to Tiangang Hall, then you will know that what Han Yi said is true or false.

And I have done absolutely nothing wrong with the Hall of Souls.

It is the most direct, the simplest, the most effective, and the best solution for yourself.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhan's face returned to calm, and Han Yi saw what happened several miles away, and knew that the power of his tongue would not influence the battle situation after all, so he simply stopped talking.

Both sides, after having a meal at the same time, launched an attack at the same time.

Yan Zhan watched Han Yi fight against Huo Feicheng, and knew that Han Yi not only cultivated a certain school of soul hall inheritance, but also knew that Han Yi cultivated both spirit and body, and knew that Han Yi was a sword cultivator with powerful attack power.

Therefore, he didn't have any contempt for it. As soon as he came up, he directly sacrificed the spirit treasure, opened up the space of the spirit treasure, and even blessed his supernatural powers. As soon as he came up, he went all out.

He waved his hand lightly, and a white picture scroll appeared in the air. Then, the picture scroll suddenly opened and expanded rapidly, turning tens of kilometers into another space.

Lingbao, the puppet figure of the sky burial soul.

And in the space unfolded by the puppet picture of the sky burial soul, magical powers are also activated.

Before Huo Feicheng's Fire Banner unfolded into a prison of fire, blessed by the supernatural powers of the prison fire, but now, Yan Zhan's puppet picture of burialing souls this day, after unfolding, is... the space of burialing souls.

And its supernatural power is: soul puppet.

In the soul burial space, gray and white figures emerged one after another. These figures were all monks killed by Yan Zhan, who captured their souls, retrained their bodies, and turned them into their own soul puppets.

The picture of the celestial burial soul puppet, the burial soul space, and the magical soul puppet.

Han Yi's face darkened.

Today's two battles let him know that the fighting style of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators who possess spiritual treasures and supernatural powers is different from Golden Core cultivators.

Ordinary monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul rarely have spiritual treasures. Although they have supernatural powers, they are only powerful skills and spells. However, most monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul have spiritual treasures. Its power and fighting style have undergone brand-new changes.

Although Han Yi used the soul technique to repel Huo Feicheng before, he was not sure if this magic effect of the soul technique was effective for Yan Zhan. After all, the other party was also proficient in the soul technique, and he would not use it unless it was absolutely necessary.

After all, in the Soul Slave Space, Xia Quan was taken by him. If he is taken away, everything he owns will belong to the other party.

When thoughts surged, dozens of soul puppets were already approaching. Han Yi didn't panic. The Qingping sword, which had been hanging in front of him all the time, swooped out in an instant, slashed across, and wiped out many soul puppets one by one.

These soul puppets are not pure soul puppets, but a deep combination of soul puppets and the physical body. It is Yan Zhan, who was refined with the secret technique of the celestial burial hall, and endowed with supernatural powers "soul puppets", so they have the ability to attack the physical body and the body at the same time. The strange ability of the Soul Soul Nascent Soul.

but.

Useless.

Han Yi's soul-slaying secret technique is attached to the Qingping sword, no matter it is the soul, the soul, or the body, he can kill it with one blow.

After discovering this, Han Yi smiled. He had worried too much before. The other party was a cultivator of the Soul Palace, and what he was least afraid of was the attack of the soul magic. , will be invincible.

thought here.

Han Yi took out Zhenyao Sword and Chunqiu Sword again, and the three swords moved together, turning into a storm of sword light, setting off a storm of destruction in this soul burial space.

Countless soul puppets melted under the light of the sword one after another, regardless of whether they were physical bodies or spirit souls, they were all chopped off one by one.

Among them, most of them are golden cores, and there are only seven Nascent Soul Puppets, of which six are in the early stage of Nascent Soul and one is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

And in the soul burial space, every soul puppet can cast a solidified soul technique.

This is a siege. If it is an ordinary monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he has already been beheaded under the strange soul attack and physical attack.

I don't know.

What Han Yi was most afraid of was the siege.

At this moment, in the space inside his body, Nascent Soul was wearing armor, and besides the armor, there was an array of soul swords. This was Han Yi's experience in fighting the enemy, using offense as defense, and multiple defenses.

But he thought too much.

External soul techniques basically cannot break through my own soul sword formation, but my own sword weapon, attached to the soul-slaying weapon, can kill the soul puppets that can reunite their bodies and souls without leaving any pieces behind. .

It's just three short breaths.

In the soul burial space, there are only two soul puppets in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and one soul puppet in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, while the other soul puppets that have reunited with their physical bodies have not moved.

This scene.

Yan Zhan's face changed drastically.

"Slay the soul?"

"Your major in soul art is actually slaying souls."

But it became gloomy in an instant. For him, the golden core can be damaged, and the Nascent Soul is hard to find. In this battle, he has already lost four Nascent Soul puppets, which is a big loss. This loss, get it back.

"Humph."

"However, knowing that your major is Soul Slashing, it will be easy to deal with."

Seeing Yan Zhan's thought, the soul puppet of the mid-stage Nascent Soul standing in the soul burial space opened his eyes sharply, with a gray light in the shape of a fan, and went towards Han Yi to be destroyed.

A strange soul attack, along with the surging light, landed on Han Yi.

When Han Yi saw this, he was extremely vigilant, but the speed of the light was too fast, and he only moved half a body sideways, and the light had already reached his body, and then he trembled slightly.

In the space inside his body, in front of the Nascent Soul, a gray light appeared in an instant, and then, with a push forward, the formation dispersed and the soul sword shattered.

Then, it was approaching Han Yi Yuanying.

But Han Yi was already prepared. Yan Zhan thought that he was majoring in the soul, which was killing the soul. Little did he know that because of the existence of the proficiency panel, all his soul arts could reach the strongest level in an instant, and there was no shortcoming.

I saw him pointing forward heavily, and his soul fell into gray light in an instant.

The ray of light was dull enough to be seen by the naked eye, and the speed was getting slower and slower. Finally, when it reached a foot in front of Yuan Ying, it stopped completely. Then, it seemed that ice and snow met a raging fire and slowly melted.

Although its melting speed is not fast, it is much slower than Han Yi's soul decline before falling on top of other monks' spirits, but this kind of melting is firm and irreversible.

Three breaths.

After three full breaths, this ray of light has completely disappeared into nothingness, and Han Yi's Nascent Soul heaved a sigh of relief.

speak up.

The most powerful soul technique he has at the moment is the five sects cultivated in the Nine Layers Soul Pagoda. As for the inheritance from Xiaquan, Disha Temple, the Nine Extinguishing Soul Bell, it shows that it is not strong, even the most The most powerful Earth Sha Soul Sword can only return to basics, which is still one step away from becoming a saint. The other three minor soul arts, Nine Soul Immortal Seals, Forbidden Soul Art and Soul Extinct Bell, are only at the level of returning to nature for the first time.

However, as long as the Nine Extinguisher Soul Bell is inherited and practiced to the level of transcendence and sanctification, these four soul arts will be brought into the transcendence and reach the peak in an instant.

This is the proficiency panel, which is against the heavens in the practice of soul art.

now.

On Qingchi Mountain, when the soul art that had transformed into supernatural powers, the soul puppet, landed on Han Yi, Han Yi remained motionless for a moment, and Yan Zhan finally showed a smile.

After being hit by his own soul puppet, Han Yi's life and death are already in his own hands. Next, whether it is the death bell or everything about Han Yi, it will become his nourishment, helping him to go to the late Yuanying stage and step into the take a step.

But within three breaths, it was the three swords that stopped, roaring past, beheading the only three-headed soul puppets left in the soul burial space on the spot. One of the soul puppets in the mid-stage Nascent Soul was killed by Qingping Sword, and the flesh and the Nascent Soul that was imprisoned and controlled were all destroyed.

The smile on Yan Zhan's face froze, and in an instant, it turned into fright and anger.

but.

When the shock and anger were still undecided, I saw a sword plundering wildly, slashing and falling, cutting the burial soul space that had no more soul puppet in two, and the burial soul space that was split into two parts returned to the picture of the burial soul puppet in the sky But this spiritual treasure has been split into two and fell down.

This scene, on Qingchi Mountain, repeated itself twice within one day, the last time was the Raging Fire Banner, and this time it was the puppet picture of the sky burial soul.

the same moment.

Han Yi, who was trying his best to envoy Qingping, his eyes brightened, he already knew that a rare opportunity had come, without hesitation, he picked up the death bell on his waist, the soul energy surged, fell into the death bell, and fell heavily into the death bell. shake.

After all, I haven't sacrificially refined this spiritual treasure. Before crossing the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, that blow was already not easy, but this time, it caused his Nascent Soul to be injured, and it was fed back into the flesh, and blood oozes from the corner of his mouth. A serious injury.

But Han Yi's eyes suddenly brightened.

Then, he shook again, his soul energy breath descended, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and it was the first time that Yuan Ying escaped from the body, and several soul decay techniques were sacrificed one after another. .

the other side.

Qingping's sword is sick, and the bell of death is ringing.

All the soul puppets were beheaded, and the spirit treasures were split and fell. Yan Zhan, who had an unbelievable expression on his face, was already horrified, and even suffered a backlash. long sword.

He was about to sacrifice other spells to block the sword, but he found a roar that fell into his head, shaking his Nascent Soul so that he lost his composure. When he reacted, only one word "Death Bell" flashed through his mind '.

then.

puff!
Qingping's sword slashed across, and her huge head, flipping over and over, soared into the sky.

unfinished.

The death bell rang again, and the Nascent Soul that had escaped from the headless body wobbled instantly, and its eyes became dull.

If Han Yi completes the death bell, Yan Zhan's Nascent Soul will be completely destroyed by this blow, but Han Yi just forcibly activates the death bell, which can exert [-]% of the power of this spirit treasure. not easy.

Just when Yan Zhan's Yuanying was attacked by the death bell, and half of his soul energy had been shaken away, there was another attack. The Yuanying who had escaped from Han Yi's body traveled several miles and landed on top of Yan Zhan's Yuanying.

The Nascent Infant, who was originally absent-minded, had come back to his senses, and an exclamation sounded in an instant.

"Soul decay."

"It's soul decay."

"Near immortal soul art, you, you actually know this kind of soul art."

Yan Zhan, who was left with only the Nascent Soul, had no anger, but only horror.

If he didn't hesitate any longer, the Nascent Soul escaped and was about to leave.

But it was too late.

In an instant.

Another soul fell to Yuanying, and then, the second, the third...

And the sword that cut his body also turned back and cut down fiercely.

Kill the soul and fall again.

Yuan Ying paused and turned around with difficulty, but only turned half of his body, and then he completely melted into the space between heaven and earth, leaving no trace left.

The sky above Qingchi Hall.

The light in Han Yi's eyes gradually went out, and his breath plummeted even more.

And this battle.

In the body of Yuan Ying in the early Jin Dynasty, he beheaded the elder of the Heavenly Burial Hall and Yan Zhan in the middle of Yuan Ying on Qingchi Mountain. This incident was bound to spread, and the storm it caused was unusual.

But he didn't care, he didn't deliberately make a name for himself, and he didn't deliberately hide it.

I saw him beckoning lightly, recalling the puppet figure of the sky burial soul that had fallen and split into two, and the Qiankun ring on Yan Zhan's headless body. Dare to stay.

Release the fairy boat and go south.

Next...

Return to the clan.

(End of this chapter)