Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 331 The prestige of returning to the ruins alarmed Xuanxian

"what?"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and the owner of this voice was a young cultivator.

the other side.

Han Yi, who had taken a step forward with the supernatural power of the light world, did not stop, but took another step forward.

But this time, he felt a huge boost. It was supposed to be a teleportation distance of one mile forward, but it only crossed 700 meters.

Han Yi waved his hand, and the magic robe on his body instantly lit up with light, gold, silver, black, copper and blue, and the five-color light flashed slightly, but then disappeared into the surrounding void and disappeared.

Under the five-color sword light, there is also an imperceptible blue-black aura.

When he sensed the murderous intent, he took two steps in a row, and when he was blocked, he immediately sacrificed the Guixu Sword Formation. Although this sword formation is an attack and kill formation, its defense is also extremely strong.

Moreover, the Qingping sword hidden in the Guixu Sword Formation is also a hidden hand that may be activated at any time.

This is the hedging instinct he has cultivated in countless crises during the past hundred years of practice.

then.

He turned around and looked around, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a spirit treasure, the death bell, appeared in his hand.

For him at this moment, the Guixu Sword Formation and Qingping Sword are enough to kill at the physical level. Although the Xuanhuang Taiji Plate is a middle-grade spiritual treasure, it does not have an attack, but only an auxiliary function.

Therefore, apart from Guixu Sword Formation, the strongest method is naturally the soul attack. In addition, he practiced alchemy, fed back the soul, and raised the cultivation of the soul to the peak of Yuanying. Today's death bell is in his hands , is definitely a big killer.

now.

He found that the place he was in was an independent space surrounded by rich spiritual light. He was standing on the edge of the independent space. stopped.

To be more precise, this independent space should be a space cut out by the formation. In other words, after turning into the alley just now, I directly stepped into a formation.

"Fifth-order formation."

"Two instruments of profound light array."

Han Yi's face became serious. He knew this formation. In Xuanzang Palace, he had read countless books related to the formation, Yudie, and he knew what kind of formation it was just after making a judgment.

But it was precisely because he knew the origin of this formation that Han Yi's face became serious, because this formation has two states according to the different formation eyes.

One is the state of fog, which belongs to the fourth-order and below formations, which can trap people in a foggy space.

The other is the state of the spirit world, which belongs to the real fifth-order formation, which can divide the space and form a world of its own in a short period of time. Although this world is far inferior to the real world, it can still Isolate any investigation, and can withstand the attack of the cultivator at the level of deity.

Looking at it now, these two mysterious light formations should be in the second state, that is, the fifth-order formation, the state of the spirit world.

And in the center of the formation, there was a figure looking towards him, killing intent surged in his eyes, but there was also a trace of anxiety.

This person was Yuan Qinghong who had a grudge against Han Yi.

At this moment, Yuan Qinghong's heart skipped a beat, and his uneasiness emerged, because Han Yi's reaction was really too fast, faster than all his predictions.

On the right behind Yuan Qinghong, more than 200 meters away, there is a middle-aged monk who is holding a huge hammer high in his hand, but he does not activate it, because the target monk who stepped into the formation escaped Chu Zhi's almost sneak attack The sword, breath in an instant, has reached the other side of the formation.

He turned around abruptly, with a grin still on his face, but his eyes were extremely serious.

This middle-aged monk was called Wang Xijin, and he was one of the two monks whom Yuan Qinghong had invited to kill at a great price.

It is about 200 meters on the left behind Yuan Qinghong.

A young cultivator turned around faster than him, and looked at Han Yi who had reached the opposite side of the formation. He was the one who said "Huh" just now.

The appearance of this young man is obviously Chu Zhi who has practiced body training techniques and exchanged his youthful eternal appearance for powerful combat power.

In his eyes, killing intent flickered, and a flash of sword light came back from the lower part of his back, floating above his head, revealing a golden long sword, the sword exuded a noble aura, like an emperor.

After Han Yi turned around, what he saw were three monks who turned around and looked at them with clear killing intent. He just glanced at Yuan Qinghong, then looked away, and landed on the young man who gave him the strongest sense of crisis when he drew his sword just now , that is, on Chu Zhi.

"Late Nascent Soul."

"No, more than that, this young cultivator gives me the feeling that the degree of danger is not limited to the late Nascent Soul."

"Hidden strength?"

Han Yi glanced over the middle-aged man carrying the heavy hammer, his gaze remained unchanged. This person was only in the middle stage of Yuanying, and did not give Han Yi a strong sense of crisis, and was even weaker than Yuan Qinghong.

Then, it landed on Yuan Qinghong's body again, his eyes were fixed, and the next moment, an attack had already been launched.

From the moment when he noticed the strange aura around him, to the time when he stepped forward in Qingjie, turned around when he was blocked, recognized the Liangyi Xuanguang array, glanced at the three people, recognized Yuan Qinghong, and directly attacked and killed them without saying a word. Only half a breath passed.

"kill!"

With a soft drink, Han Yi shook heavily, and his spiritual thoughts surged, blessing this soul treasure.

The strange thing is that under this shaking, there was no sound, but in the dead silence, there was a wave spreading, with Han Yi as the center, forming a fan shape, rushing forward.

It's not over yet.

With his cultivation at the moment, this low-grade death bell can already be used completely. After shaking it heavily, he lifted it up again, and then swung it down again. The second wave almost followed out.

Then, the third, the fourth...

With a total of nine attacks, Han Yi put the death bell into the Qiankun ring. This death bell is really convenient for 'washing the ground'. Anyway, let him be bombarded first. Damn it, he is basically dead. The next ones are all hard bones.

After putting away the death bell, Han Yi tapped it lightly again. When the spiritual consciousness surged, the Guixu sword array hidden around his body burst out with five-color spiritual light and swept forward.

……

When Han Yi rang the bell, the three people in the formation space reacted at the same time and launched attacks at the same time.

Everyone is Nascent Soul, they have lived for hundreds of years, and their fighting skills are extremely strong. They can set up formations, cut off the space, and kill this killer. Although the target is more vigilant than they expected, what should they do next? , naturally won't waste any more words,
In front of Yuan Qinghong, there is a spirit bead floating. This spirit bead is the core formation eye of this fifth-order formation, and it involves the entire fifth-order formation. , was caught by him, this Xuanguang is naturally the Xuanguang of the Liangyi Xuanguang, and it is one of the cores of the power of the entire fifth-order formation.

This fifth-order formation was borrowed by him at a high price. Although he couldn't exert the power of transforming gods with his cultivation base, it was still infinitely close to transforming gods, and it was even possible to kill the peak of Nascent Soul. It is his greatest strength.

The mysterious light was nearly empty, and its shape was changing. Yuan Qinghong grabbed it and threw it violently.

But when this mysterious light crossed half the distance, it was attacked by an invisible attack, and the mysterious light that exploded into a torrent exploded directly from the head. , followed by the fluctuation, a bronze-colored light among the five-colored rays of light diffused, with a single swipe, it dispersed this mysterious light that had lost its spirituality.

The mysterious light filled the sky and dissipated.

"A middle-grade spirit treasure?"

Yuan Qinghong, who was in the center of the formation space, stood up abruptly, his whole body trembled, his eyes were terrified, but he sensed something, he suddenly looked to the rear right, only to see a figure, in an instant, all his breath disappeared, and he fell And fall.

……

On the other side, when Han Yi took out the death bell.

As soon as the murderous intent appeared, it had reached its peak.

Wang Xijin, who was 200 meters behind Yuan Qinghong's right, was already holding a heavy hammer, and smashed heavily into the void in front of him. The void shook, and a thunderbolt shot out from under the heavy hammer, heading straight for Han Yi.

Supernatural powers, thunder.

This thunderbolt should have been ready to launch the moment Han Yi stepped into the formation, as a supplementary knife for Chu Zhi's killing sword, but Han Yi's speed was too fast, he just raised the heavy hammer high, and Han Yi then Has disappeared.

but.

After hitting the void with a hammer, Wang Xijin's expression changed wildly. At this moment, he sensed a danger that horrified him.

This danger made him tremble all over, and his rich experience made him pull the heavy hammer back and lay it in front of him. The hammer was so big that it covered his entire body.

But in the giant hammer in his hand, there was a flash of light on the surface, but it exploded directly in the next moment. The spirituality of this Lingbao, as the light exploded, quickly sank, and even as the light dissipated, its spirituality disappeared.

Then, the sledgehammer sank suddenly, and the sledgehammer lost its spirituality, and its weight returned to the material itself.

But it was so heavy, and with Wang Xijin's strength, he could still lift it up. However, Wang Xijin, who was behind the giant hammer, trembled suddenly, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his face was extremely shocked.

At this moment, he already knew what happened.

Soul attack, then Han Yi is proficient in soul attack. Didn't Yuan Qinghong say that this Han Yi is just a sword repairer of a fourth-rank alchemist? Why is he proficient in soul attack?
But he just turned this one thought, and he can no longer have other thoughts, because at the moment when the sledgehammer lost all spirituality and sank suddenly, exposing his figure, the second wave of fluctuation followed immediately. To, drilled into his body, entered her internal space, and landed on his Nascent Soul.

Peng!
The Nascent Soul exploded directly, and when they were about to reunite in an instant, the third divine soul attack followed closely, followed by the fourth, fifth...

Slow down the time scale countless times.

When the murderous intention suddenly rose, Wang Xijin slammed down with a hammer, sparking the light of thunder, and killed Han Yi. Then, he pulled back the giant hammer, which exploded spiritually, and sank downward. Then, his expression changed rapidly. Transformation, ascent and horror, but in an instant, the eyes froze, lost their brilliance, and fell down.

In an instant, the soul was attacked by the eight death bells, and it was smashed into powder, and it was already dead and could not die again.

Wang Xijin died.

When he fell down, the thunder he triggered with the hammer of Lingbao collided with a golden light among the five colors of light, and disappeared invisible. The golden light only paused, and then turned to the left.

……

And Chu Zhi, behind Yuan Qinghong's left, is the only late Nascent Soul in the formation. He is also a swordsman who kills Wushuang, and besides being a swordsman, he is also a body-training monk.

When Han Yi shook the death bell, nine spirits attacked and rolled towards him. Although his face was dignified, there was no fear.

He took out one thing, which was a white stone tablet. The stone tablet hovered above his head, emitting spiritual light, covering his body. The nine attacks of the death bell were all blocked by the spiritual light.

However, the attacks of the nine spirits were blocked, and nearly half of the original white stone tablet had turned black, so Chu Zhi took it back.

There was a distressed look on his face. This stone tablet is a special one-time spiritual treasure called the Ecstasy Monument. It is black, which is when this one-time spirit treasure fails.

Although it is a low-grade spirit treasure, it can eliminate all the attacks of the soul and secret arts under Huashen, and it is one of Chu Zhi's trump cards.

but.

While feeling distressed, the seriousness in his eyes already contained a hint of horror.

His Escaping Soul Tablet, according to speculation, could block at least four full-strength attacks from a monk of the same level as himself.

And the soul attack that Han Yi sent out just now directly consumed half of the power of the Escaping Soul Tablet. Doesn't this mean that Han Yi's soul cultivation has greatly surpassed his.

The cultivation of the soul of the peak Nascent Soul?
At the same moment, from the corner of his eye, he saw that Wang Xijin on the other side had fallen down without a breath.

This time, the horror on his face expanded rapidly.

But the three swords that followed immediately blocked his thoughts.

Black, silver, blue.

The three-color sword light and sword energy vaguely merged into one body, rushing towards him.

The gilded long sword in his hand stabbed out suddenly, and densely packed swords appeared in front of him, each of which was the same gilt gold, and the body of the sword was exactly the same as the long sword in his hand, as if it was his The shadow of the long sword in his hand is general.

Divine power, sword shadow.

Jianying belongs to the supernatural power of the way of the sword, and it is superior among the supernatural powers of the Nascent Soul.

But when these densely packed long swords approached the three-color sword weapon that was looting towards Chu Zhi, they exploded uncontrollably and turned into chaotic sword energy, which was swept away by the three-color sword weapon and disappeared.

These sword weapons are just the shadows of swords transformed by supernatural powers, but in the Guixu Sword Formation, they have revealed their original shapes.

"Sword array".

Chu Zhi's face changed again, and he whispered.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he raised Han Yi's threat to the extreme status of the enemy of life and death, and decided not to keep it anymore. His body shook, and a golden light radiated from his body.

His aura continued to rise, and in an instant, he climbed from the late Nascent Soul to the peak Nascent Soul, and a terrifying power that even the space of the formation couldn't bear faintly spread out from his body.

And the golden long sword in his hand was also put away by him.

With the body of a young man, the space is vaguely unbearable.

Chu Zhi let out a grin, and slammed forward, smashing through the space, and punched out, colliding with the tip of the Silver Sparrow Sword that flew in front of him.

Peng.

The Silver Sparrow Sword flew back, and Chu Zhi's fist was also cut open with blood, but no blood flowed out. This sword wound also healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually only the wound remained. A white scratch, and finally, even the white scratch disappeared.

The strength of the physical body is so terrifying.

However, after the Silver Sparrow Sword, the Xu Jue Sword and the Giant Whale Sword were already close to him. Chu Zhi was in the spiritual light space, his body glowing with golden light, and he threw out two more punches, blowing the two Lingbao swords into the air.

But just when he collapsed and flew the giant whale sword.

On his side, the fourth sword that was originally rushing to kill Wang Xijin, the lightsaber, drew an arc, like a golden light, and directly penetrated Chu Zhi's body from the abdomen, leaving a bloody wound.

Chu Zhi's face remained unchanged, and the flesh and blood in his abdomen squirmed, instantly blocking the wound.

But in my heart, I was already a little bit retreating.

Like Han Yi, he practiced the same body-refining secret method of the ancient gods. He practiced it to the extreme, and his body was like an ancient god, immortal.

He was originally confident that if he released his real body, he could kill Han Yi.

But during the fight that took less than two breaths just now, his thoughts have already been shaken.

This kind of wavering did not mean that he was not confident, but that Han Yi's performance in this short period of time made him constantly refresh his position on Han Yi's strength.

At this moment, after he pounced on himself, with a mysterious sword formation, under the storm-like killing of many spiritual swords, and possibly other means that Han Yi has not shown in the future, it is possible to successfully kill Han Yi Sexuality has declined rapidly.

In addition, Yuan Qinghong is the one who suffers, and he only agreed to take action after taking huge benefits. Now Han Yi's strength is much stronger than originally thought, and the difficulty of the mission has increased, so he also needs to re-evaluate this mission.

Exactly at this time.

He glanced at Yuan Qinghong, who was in the center of the formation space, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his next move.

……

Yuan Qinghong was in the center of the formation space.

In the blink of an eye, when the thought was beating, he was already grabbing the spirit pearl in front of him again. Although there was hatred in his eyes, there was more unspeakable fear.

Strong.

too strong.

Falling into a trap and being trapped in the formation, he was able to fight three times with one enemy, and even killed Wang Xijin first, and forced Chu Zhi to use his body training body. Han Yi's skills were so powerful that he was everywhere. The body is cold.

The supernatural powers of body skills, soul skills, sword formations, and middle-grade spiritual treasure swords within the sword formations.

Everything was beyond his expectation.

Therefore, after a brief collision, especially when Han Yi couldn't get his aura, and changed into a body-refining avatar, Chu Zhi, who had the peak Nascent Soul combat power, was also blocked by the mysterious sword array.

Yuan Qinghong is certain that even if Han Yi is in this fifth-order formation, if he does not have the power of transforming gods, he will not be able to kill this mortal enemy.

And I am not a deity, nor is it the peak of the Nascent Soul, and I cannot fully mobilize the power of the fifth-order formation, so I will definitely not be able to kill Han Yi. Here, the most self-protection, still can't kill Han Yi.

On the contrary, here, if I am careless, it is very possible to fall here.

Yuan Qinghong didn't know why in just 20 years, this Han Yi had a terrifying sword array. With the sword array added to his body, he actually possessed the fighting power of the peak Nascent Soul, which is really terrifying.

But at this moment, there is no time for him to think about it. He has a certain idea, and he will throw the second ball of mysterious light that he grabbed forward. The bronze swords collided together.

The aura on the bronze sword was much higher than that of a low-grade spirit treasure, reaching a middle-grade spirit treasure.

Xuan Guang carried the most powerful formation that Yuan Qinghong could arouse, and it was only on par with this ancient bronze sword.

Sure enough.

Block the middle-grade spirit sword.

Yuan Qinghong raised and lowered his hands, but instead of grabbing Xuanguang, he slapped him heavily.

This time.

The spiritual light that formed the formation space shone, and suddenly dispersed. Outside the spiritual light, there was an alley, which was exactly where Han Yi turned into just now.

At this moment, Han Yi's body was already in the middle of the alley. Not far from the entrance of the alley, Yuan Qinghong, who had a Lingzhu floating in front of him, flashed slightly, grabbed the Lingzhu, and was about to escape.

But the next moment.

A blue-black sword light hidden under the ancient bronze sword came into view.

He was suddenly horrified, and just as he was about to cry out, he was pierced by the sword light.

Han Yi, who was in the middle of the alley, had already surged with spiritual consciousness and landed on the Qingping sword when the aura around him dissipated.

But this time, he didn't increase his speed to make Qingping sword kill people, but he wanted to try his best to prevent Qingping sword from plundering.

But the Qingping sword, when he sacrificed the sword array just now, was already hidden under the shadow of the Zhen'e sword. When the Zhen'e sword was contending with Xuanguang, the Qingping sword had already exploded instantly, and its speed was already It was extremely fast, the Qingping sword was not far from Yuan Qinghong, only a few hundred meters away.

At such a distance, Han Yi's spiritual sense couldn't stop Jian Guang.

then.

The sword light passed by, and the habitual Zhanshen attached to it, already piercing Yuan Qinghong's eyebrows.

"broken."

Han Yi's heart skipped a beat.

He is familiar with the rules of the Immortal Mansion. In the Immortal Square Palace, monks are strictly forbidden to kill each other. Even if there is a legitimate reason, they must be reported to the Zhengfa Immortal Palace for the immortal envoy to make a decision.

In the formation space, killing the monk holding the heavy hammer is not a problem. Strictly speaking, that space belongs to the small space cut out and cannot touch the rules of the Immortal Mansion. Immediately, the rules of the Immortal Mansion will be triggered and the envoys will be attracted.

A thought moves.

The Qingping sword that beheaded Yuan Qinghong and the scattered Guixu sword array were taken back in an instant. Then, without a trace of hesitation, Han Yi turned around and prepared run away.

the other side.

Chu Zhi watched Han Yi behead Yuan Qinghong, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

How dare you?
How dare he?
Doesn't he know the rules of the Immortal Mansion?

Or is he himself, such a reckless person?

But at this moment, he also had no time to escape, and he was horrified to find that a breath of energy appeared from the Immortal Palace deep in the Immortal Square Palace, and spread to this place in an instant.

Then, a cold snort resounded, causing his soul to be shaken, he couldn't maintain his body training body, and returned to the late Nascent Soul state.

"Bold."

"In Xianfang Palace, you dare to fight privately, can you put my Xianfu in your eyes?"

"Huh? There are still two immortal monks."

"Humph!"

When the voice sounded, Han Yi, who had just put away the Lingbao sword formation and was about to turn around and flee, suddenly noticed that the space around him was completely frozen, and his figure stopped in midair, motionless, only his mind could function.

Simultaneously.

A terrifying aura enveloped him. He had seen this aura in the Xinghen Xuanxian of the Qingxuan Dojo.

Han Yi's expression changed drastically.

"Xuanxian."

(End of this chapter)