On the other side, after saying goodbye to Lin Yanran, Zhao Yi went directly to the Smoke and Rain City. The entire city of smoke and rain is shrouded in misty smoke and rain, giving people a faint sense of dream.

After wandering around the city for a while, and buying some elixirs needed to cultivate the "Heavenly Dragon Refining Holy Technique", Zhao Yi found an inn that looked pretty good.

After breaking through to the Xuanzun Realm, the cultivation of this "Heavenly Dragon Refining Holy Technique" has also become more difficult, and the number of elixirs required is not only more, but also the requirements for quality are also extremely high, and there are even many elixirs that are extremely rare, and some are even to the point of being priceless.

Since the auction in Yanjing City, in the process of completing the test of Temujin, Zhao Yi has passed by more than ten extremely large cities, wanting to buy the elixir needed to cultivate the "Heavenly Dragon Refining Holy Formula", but he still failed to achieve much gain.

Regarding the difficulty of searching for these elixirs, even Zhao Yi had no good way, he could only gather them little by little, after all, if there were really enough Xuanjing to collect all the elixirs in a short period of time, then the Great Elder of Xingyun Sect would not have spent more than ten years back then.

As the night deepened, in the upper room of the inn, Zhao Yi was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suspended with the elixirs he had purchased today, constantly absorbing and refining the energy in these elixirs.

While he was cultivating, several evil auras suddenly appeared in Zhao Yi's perception, and that disgusting aura directly woke Zhao Yi up from his cultivation state.

"How could such an aura appear here?" Zhao Yi frowned slightly, and wondered in his heart.

You must know that the most powerful sect in Yangzhou is Confucianism, and the righteousness of Confucianism is the most sensitive to this evil aura, and it is impossible to allow this aura to exist in its sphere of influence.

In other words, this kind of evil aura is afraid of the Haoran righteousness of Confucianism and does not dare to appear in the realm of Confucianism, after all, this evil way is the most restrained by Haoran righteousness.

In front of the Confucian powerhouse, ten percent of the strength of such an evil person will naturally be reduced by thirty percent.

But now there is such an evil aura that appears in the Smoke and Rain City, how can this not make Zhao Yi wonder.

At that moment, Zhao Yi hurriedly ended his cultivation, took a few steps to the window and pushed it open, and his figure jumped out of the window in a flash, hiding on the roof of the inn, looking in the direction where the breath came from.

I saw that under the dim night sky, in the misty smoke and rain, a black shadow seemed to fly slowly from the direction of the south of the city and flew towards the north.

The majestic soul power suddenly swept out, and the specific situation of that black shadow instantly appeared in Zhao Yi's mind.

Eight figures in white cloaks carried a huge coffin and flew rapidly through the air, fluttering like eight ghosts wandering between heaven and earth.

The coffin they carried in the middle was more than a foot long, five feet wide, and its whole body was dark and dull, covered with evil lines, exuding an evil aura.

The whole coffin looks like it is neither stone nor wood, nor gold nor iron, and I don't know what kind of material it is made of, giving people a strange and ominous feeling.

"Eight Xuanzun Realm Nine Fold Powerhouses are carrying a ghost coffin? Who are these people?" Looking at the coffin of eight people in the void, Zhao Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was full of doubts.

If ordinary people saw these eight white-clothed figures carrying a coffin flying under the dark night sky, they would be so frightened that they would collapse to the ground, thinking that they were soul seducers from hell.

However, Zhao Yi and other Xuanzun Realm powerhouses, especially Xuanzun Realm powerhouses whose soul power is comparable to that of the Human Emperor Realm powerhouses, can easily recognize that these eight people are martial artists who have cultivated to a high level.

It's just that in this kind of place, there are eight Xuanzun Realm Ninefold Evil Dao Martial Artists, if they don't have any plans, I'm afraid that no one will believe it.

"I don't know what is stored in that coffin, it shouldn't be a corpse, if it's a human warrior, I'm afraid that there is a great possibility that it will be a human emperor realm powerhouse. ”

Zhao Yi secretly guessed in his heart. After all, even a king-level powerhouse at the peak of the Xuanzun Realm is not qualified to let the eight Xuanzun Realm Ninefold powerhouses bend his knees for him like this, after all, with the strength of the eight Xuanzun Realm Ninefold powerhouses, it is not without the strength to defeat a king-level powerhouse.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi couldn't help but make his control of soul power a little more refined.

Suddenly, Zhao Yi's majestic soul power was like mercury pouring into the coffin, seeping through the gap in the coffin.

However, before Zhao Yi could understand the specific situation inside the coffin, a majestic momentum was directly released from the coffin, and the terrifying momentum instantly suppressed the aura in the entire heaven and earth became obscure.

At the same time, a strange voice sounded in the night sky: "I don't know where the strong man is investigating all night, Hu is just passing by your land, and he has no intention of offending." ”

At the moment when that majestic momentum bloomed, Zhao Yi immediately pulled out his soul power, and a faint shock couldn't help but appear on his face.

The powerhouse of the Human Emperor Realm, and not an ordinary powerhouse of the Human Emperor Realm, in terms of cultivation, should not be under Xiao Yan at all, compared to Huo Fang, who appeared in the martial arts conference, it is not far behind.

In this Kyushu, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

At the same time as Sen Ran's strange voice sounded, the eight white-clothed figures that were originally carrying the coffin and flying quickly also stood directly in the air, and the cool night breeze blew by, and the white-robed clothes swayed with it, lining such a solemn momentum, which was even more terrifying and gloomy.

However, the voice of the human emperor realm powerhouse in the coffin did not elicit the slightest response.

After all, the soul power of the Human Emperor Realm that alarmed him was actually released by Zhao Yi, and when he found that the other party had such strength, how could Zhao Yi appear stupidly?

After all, with his current strength, let alone that person in the Human Emperor Realm powerhouse, even if it was any one of the eight white-clothed powerhouses carrying the coffin, it would be enough for him to drink a good pot.

After a long time, seeing that no one responded, the eerie voice sounded again: "Since Your Excellency doesn't want to show up, then Hu will leave." ”

As soon as the words fell, the terrifying momentum that originally covered the sky disappeared in an instant, and the eight white-robed figures also carried the coffin into the distance again, and disappeared outside the Smoke and Rain City in an instant.

After the eight people left in a coffin, Zhao Yi returned to the room with a solemn expression.

This sudden appearance of the Hu clan powerhouse is actually a person with such superb attainments in the Emperor Realm, with his strength, even if he is a Confucian master, he may not be able to deal with it, no wonder they dare to appear in Yangzhou so openly.

"There is a strong man of the Huo clan in the Ming Chen realm who has descended on Zhongzhou, and then a strong man of the mysterious Hu clan has appeared in Yangzhou, it seems that there will be great changes in this Kyushu, and I have to improve my strength quickly. ”

Nowadays, the strong people of all parties are becoming more and more complicated, and Zhao Yi's current strength can be regarded as the real first person among the younger generation, but if he wants to compare with those real strong people, he is still a lot worse.

And now above Kyushu, the situation is faintly changing, and he still needs to quickly improve his strength.

With his heart moving, Zhao Yi didn't continue to think about it, but took out the previous elixirs and the half of the huge golden spirit crystal, and began to cultivate.

Baipan Mountain, located in the north of Yangzhou, is where the mountain gate of Haoran Sword Sect is located.

When the sky was slightly bright, the eight white-robed figures had already carried the giant coffin to the outside of Baipan Mountain.

In terms of ordinary powerhouses, when encountering a large sect power mountain gate, even if they are in a hurry, they will make a proper detour to avoid passing over the mountain gate of others.

However, the eight-robed figure carrying the giant coffin did not have the slightest awareness, even if he came to the outside of Baipan Mountain, his speed did not decrease at all, and he swept straight towards the top of the mountain.

"Who dares to provoke the Haoran Sword Sect. ”

When the eight people just arrived in the sky above Baipan Mountain, within the Haoran Sword Sect, there were more than ten powerful figures who swept through it, directly surrounding them, and the first person was full of righteousness and awe-inspiring awe, and the sword qi was raging, it was the sect master of the Haoran Sword Sect, the Haoran Sword King Sikong But.

"Who are you powerhouses, what do you want to provoke my Haoran Sword Sect like this?" Sikong looked at the eight people who were acting strangely in front of him, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

However, for his question, none of the eight white-robed figures answered.

"It seems that you are determined to get along with my Haoran Sword Sect, so show your means!" Seeing that the other party directly ignored his words, Sikong's face couldn't help but be stunned, and with a flip of his palm, a sword exuding a strong aura appeared in his hand.

At the same time, the surrounding Haoran Sword Sect powerhouses also directly attacked the eight people carrying the coffin.

"Snort!" However, although the strength of the strong men of the Haoran Sword Sect is not weak, there are not many who have cultivated to the ninth level of the Xuanzun Realm or above, which is much worse than the eight white-robed people, and in a short time, they are all severely injured by the other party.