Looking at it from a distance, the broken sword called Residual Ink was unremarkable, and not even a trace of spiritual power escaped.

"The third burial chamber, it doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary. ”

Han Yi's soul power perception lingered on the Broken Ink Sword, and after carefully perceiving it for a long time, he didn't find anything unique, so he couldn't help but mutter.

"It stands to reason that the second burial chamber is more dangerous than the first burial chamber, and the formation center is guarded by a superb spirit sword with residual sword soul power. ”

"Forget it, maybe there's something special about that broken sword that I didn't notice. ”

He stepped into the third burial chamber, and the formation was immediately triggered, and a golden light curtain enveloped the entire burial chamber. Han Yi had been staring vigilantly at the Broken Ink Sword, but when the formation was activated, it still didn't have any abnormalities, as if it was really just an ordinary broken sword.

"Well, it shouldn't be. ”

Han Yi couldn't believe that this thing guarding the formation center of the third tomb was really just an ordinary broken sword.

He glanced at the formation light curtain that shrouded the tomb, and there was no movement other than sealing the tomb. Han Yi stepped forward step by step, approaching the broken sword enshrined on the sword platform.

"Is it really just an ordinary broken sword?"

Until he walked to the sword platform, the entire tomb was calm, and the formation did not even speed up the flow of spiritual power.

"No, the third burial chamber would never be so ordinary. ”

Han Yi carefully observed the broken sword remnant ink, and his soul power kept sweeping back and forth, but he couldn't feel any breath at all.

He cautiously stretched out his hand and approached slowly, his spirit was highly tense, and his spiritual power was secretly flowing, ready to deal with sudden accidents at any time.

Just as Han Yi's palm was about to touch the broken sword remnant ink, a golden light shot down from the top wall of the tomb, shining on the remnant ink, and countless powerful law powers poured out.

"Not good. ”

Han Yi said secretly in his heart. The spiritual shield opened, and the Beidou Tiangang Sword blocked in front of him.

"Boom-"

The oncoming power of the law tore through the body protection light shield, and the Beidou Tiangang Sword couldn't resist it at all, and Han Yi's whole person was blasted out, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He crashed into the formation light curtain behind him, slid down, and fell to one knee. While feeling frightened, he coughed violently. He looked at the sword stand in the middle of the chamber with a hint of horror in his eyes.

Just now, he was obviously on full alert, and he reacted when the vision appeared, but he still couldn't completely resist the attack of the Broken Ink Sword.

At this moment, the broken sword remnant ink enshrined on the sword platform was surrounded by golden air currents, and the power of the law condensed into crystal filaments appeared and disappeared from time to time, exuding a vast and terrifying law aura.

"It's a half-saint soldier, hidden so deeply, it's too insidious. ”

Han Yi scolded and scolded in his mouth, but as soon as the words fell, a strong sense of crisis hit his mind and exploded.

The sword filaments condensed by the power of dozens of laws in the perception shot over, Han Yi reacted instantly, the Beidou Tiangang Sword in his hand flew out with a strong starlight, the sword soul trembled, and the law of the stars was wantonly released.

"Boom—"

The starlight exploded, the Beidou Tiangang Sword let out a wail, and shot back, Han Yi grasped the hilt of the sword, and his face changed slightly. I saw that there were still more than a dozen sword wires attacking, and they were so close that there was no time to dodge.

In a hurry, Han Yi's mind moved, and the giant sword suspended in the sea space appeared in front of Han Yi in a flash, and more than a dozen golden sword filaments pierced the sword body of the giant sword, bursting one after another.

Even though the golden sword wire was condensed with the pure power of sharp gold and the law of gold, it could not cause any damage to the holy weapon-level giant heavy sword.

The appearance of the giant heavy sword made the broken sword remnant ink on the sword platform feel a strong threat. The demi-saint soldier has already given birth to his own machine spirit, and can sense anything that will threaten him, whether it is a person or a weapon.

"Jingle Bell—"

The remnants of the broken sword trembled incessantly, making a crashing sound. It suddenly flew into the air, spun violently, and suddenly stopped, and one after another broken law patterns appeared on the sword body, and the terrifying golden law filled the entire tomb, pressing towards the giant heavy sword.

Han Yi stood behind the giant heavy sword and couldn't help but roll his throat. If the demi-saint soldier wielded his might, he would definitely not feel good, and even if he was lucky enough not to die, he would probably be seriously injured.

Perhaps it was the provocation of the demi-saint soldiers that angered the giant sword, and the giant gate erected in front of Han Yi lit up with a dull red light on the surface, and the power of the flames spread, and the temperature of the tomb rose suddenly.

In the air, the law of fire and the law of gold corroded and collided, invisible sparks flickered, space shattered, and cracks appeared.

Originally, it was a battle between Han Yi and the demi-saint soldiers, but it actually evolved into a battle between the holy weapon giant que and the broken sword and remnant ink.

"When—"

The broken sword remnant ink let out a sharp roar that resounded through the tomb, and the power of sharp gold and the law of gold were all condensed, and a golden long sword that turned into substance burst over, piercing the void.

"Hum. ”

The giant heavy sword rose into the air, the flames burned, and the black air flow appeared in the flames, and the two powers fused, turning into a big black and red hand that grabbed the golden long sword and slammed it fiercely.

Then the big black and red hand quickly stretched out and grabbed the broken sword remnant, and the power of the two powerful laws eroded the sword body pervasively. The broken sword and the remnants of the ink struggled frantically, but the big black and red hands did not move at all.

"Dangdang—"

The struggle of the broken sword and the remnant ink slowly became weak under the erosion of the two powerful law forces, and finally disappeared completely. The big black and red hand brought the broken sword and ink to Han Yi, and then a wave of consciousness flooded into his mind.

"Do you want me to recognize this sword?" Han Yi looked at the big black and red hand, and the big hand shook his hand as if he nodded.

Receiving the response of the big hand, Han Yi was suddenly extremely surprised. That's a demi-saint soldier, although he has two holy weapons, but he can't use them easily, with his cultivation, it's just right to use a demi-saint soldier.

"Half-Saint soldier, Remnant Mo, you can follow me in the future. ”

Han Yi said, slashing his fingertips and slashing in the air, forming a special rune, and then a little, the blood rune fell on the body of the Remnant Ink Sword and imprinted it.

A close connection appeared between himself and the broken sword and the remnant ink, the big black and red hand let go of the remnant ink, and as soon as Han Yi's heart moved, the remnant ink flew around Han Yi, releasing a cordial meaning.

Han Yi smiled and gently stroked the body of the Remnant Ink Sword. With the remnant ink, he broke into this holy tomb, and he was more sure of his life.

"Hum. ”

The formation light curtain that shrouded the tomb disappeared, and Han Yi swept into the tomb in front of him with the residual ink.

......

The fourth chamber of a certain burial lane.

The old ghost of the half-holy wind in Tianque City, who only had one right arm left, was fighting fiercely with a fire lin beast comparable to a half-saint. The tomb was filled with the terrifying power of the law, and the patterns of the flame laws surrounded the body of the fire beast, and every time the light of the laws flashed out, a powerful power of the laws burst out, turning into a storm of flames and attacking the old ghost of the wind.

In the face of the attack of the Fire Lin Beast, the Wind Old Ghost was not afraid, and with a wave of his hand, the Law Domain surged out an equally terrifying flame storm. The two flamestorms exploded at the touch of a button, the space collapsed, and the shock wave dispersed.

"Roar—"

The Fire Beast roared angrily and in horror, it had been fighting this human for hundreds of rounds, but not only could it not help the other party, but it also scarred itself. At this time, the Fire Lin Beast already had a retreat in its heart, but as the guardian of the fourth burial chamber, it was ordered to block all outsiders.

"It looks like you have no other means. The old ghost looked at the fire linmon and said with a smile.

"Roar—"

"Nearly half-saint level fire lin beast, I don't know what level of treasure I can get if I kill you?"

The old ghost said to himself, the domain of the law expanded again, he sealed with one hand, and the power of the endless law gathered in the palm of his finger.

"The law of fire, the finger of incineration. ”

A finger print shot out, like carved from red crystal, and the invisible space melted under that finger, as if it had encountered a wall of ice with hot iron.

"Roar—"

The firelin's terrified roar, that finger made it feel the breath of death. The Burning Void Finger was terrifyingly fast, and the Fire Lin Beast had no way to avoid it, so it could only use all its strength to urge the flame law it had comprehended to resist.

The wall of flames rose from the ground, and all the laws of fire were engraved in it, and a steady stream of flame power converged.

"Boom-" The Burning Void Finger smashed into the wall of flames with a devastating power, piercing it through it devastatingly, and then slammed into the head of the Fire Linmon, directly penetrating and penetrating.

Even the Fire Lin Beast, which was close to a demi-saint, was so fragile and powerless in front of a true demi-saint.

The body of the fire lin beast exploded with a bang, and the patterns of the flame law intertwined and rotated, slowly condensing, and all the flame power in the fourth burial chamber converged, and finally condensed into a simple crimson crystal token, which fell to the ground with a clatter.

I saw that the front of the token was engraved with the word Tiangang, but I didn't know what it was used for.

......

On the other side, the Tianque City Half-Saint named Lady Ming also fought fiercely in the fourth tomb, but she didn't like to play like the old ghost Feng, and as soon as she made a move, she was a thunder offensive. Fighting against her was a Nine Heavens Thunder Peng, which was defeated by her attack.

"Whew-"

The wings of the Nine Heavens Thunder Peng shook wildly, and countless thunder feathers carried the power of thunder, like an overwhelming rain of arrows, tearing through the space and stabbing at Mrs. Ming.

Mrs. Ming's lotus steps moved slightly, and her figure was strange, like an electric arc flickering. She directly passed through countless thunder feathers, and suddenly appeared in front of Jiuxiao Lei Peng, her slender jade hand shining with thunder light, piercing Jiuxiao Lei Peng's chest at a lightning speed.

"Wow-" Jiuxiao Lei Peng let out a terrible scream, and a puff of smoke came out of its chest. Mrs. Ming pulled out her hand, and the jade hand was holding a demon pill.

Jiuxiao Lei Peng was powerless to struggle, and his body exploded, turning into a Rego and falling, exuding the aura of a half-saint soldier.

At the same time, the demon pill in Mrs. Ming's hand also turned into thunder and dissipated.