At the same moment when the light burst out, on the boulder palace, the pillar of light that reached the sky suddenly dissipated.

Suspended above the stone palace, when the pillar of Taixu light dissipated, the Taixu Order of the main body appeared, splitting into dozens of fragments, shooting away in all directions.

And the other side.

With Han Yi rushing forward, the light body technique has climbed to the extreme.

He only felt a flower in front of him, a red light flashed above his head, this light was even faster than the divine thought, and he didn't even have time to catch the divine thought, and disappeared into the sky.

The next moment.

Thundered.

The terrifying explosion broke out like a lag, and in the explosion, the demon god phantom had already dissipated, and even the six-meter black devil had already exploded into a blood mist.

And the siege and slaughter, the first to bear the brunt is the many legendary qi training that came to the siege.

There were three of them, and they burst into blood foam on the spot, and the blood foam turned into nothingness again, and their magic weapons disappeared.

And the rest of the legends, there are wounded, and there are undefended amazing, uninjured.

In addition, the hundreds of people around who were killing the peak qi of the past, even in an instant, there was a large area, and their bodies turned into nothingness and were directly annihilated.

Only about 30 people survived, but they were not lightly injured.

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

But taking advantage of this inadmissible reaction time, Han Yi controlled his body, and at the moment he was hit, he flew upside down in the direction of the red light that flashed in front of his eyes just now.

That red light, without a doubt, was a fragment of the Void Order.

At the same time.

The center of the black devil's self-explosion barely blocked the black devil's self-explosion, and there were constantly monks, freeing their hands to block the fragments.

A monk erected a seven-pole battle flag, and the battle flag formed a spiritual array, wrapping the two pieces of Taixu Order fragments.

There is a sword immortal, a royal envoy spirit sword, splitting fragments, and fragments fall into his hands.

There are monks, envoys trapping the enemy's magic weapons, trapping the fragments, and pocketing them.

At the same time, there were more monks, flickering outside from the middle, first the legendary qi training, and then the peak of qi refining.

Han Yi didn't pay attention to all this, all his thoughts at the moment were on the red streamer that flashed above his head.

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

Before he could see it clearly, his body was already tumbling and smashing to the ground, his face turned white, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Han Yi didn't care about vomiting blood at all, and his eyes fell into his hands.

At this moment, in his hand, when the red light was caught, his body appeared, which was a red fragment, the fragment was irregularly angular, about half the size of a palm.

The fragments were cold and weightless.

"This is the False Order?"

"No, to be precise, it should be too false to order the fragments."

Right now.

A skimming sound came from his side.

Han Yi's body flashed, he stood three meters away, and looked at it coldly.

"It's too false to stay, and I'll spare your life."

A monk with a long sword withdrew his sword and levitated it in front of him, his eyes full of murder and greed.

Han Yi understood.

This belongs to the second half, killing the black devil in the first half, and exploding the fragments of the false order.

In the second half, it was Zuo Lie's mouth that each snatched by his ability, and among them, the snatching between monks was the main play.

"Noise."

Han Yi's eyes flashed with murderous aura, and he put his fingers together, this time the middle-grade sword weapon brought into the cave world, the seven-star sword was already smacking, and it rose into the air.

The other party is also practicing the sword master.

Seeing Han Yi rise up with his sword, murderous aura and contempt appeared in the other party's eyes.

This senior qi practitioner did not see the big explosion near the ancestral temple, but just got rid of a black demon, and halfway through, he saw Han Yi holding a fragment in his hand, vomiting blood and standing up, and guessing from the big explosion in the extreme distance, coupled with the dissipation of the pillar of Taixu light, it was not difficult for him to guess that Han Yi just took shit luck and happened to pick up a fragment of the Taixu Order that flew here.

He also used his long sword to kill Han Yi, but his long sword was only ten meters away, and he was powerless.

A pale red light, ten times the speed of his sword, faster than the reaction of his divine thoughts, pierced through his forehead, his eyes instantly became godless, and his body dissolved into nothingness when it was halfway down, and disappeared in place.

The long sword that flew out ten meters lost its owner, and was slammed diagonally into the ground one meter before Han Yi.

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

"In the fighting method, it changes rapidly, and the magic weapon naturally can't take back the storage bag."

"That's one of the risks."

What Han Yi encountered was either a sword immortal, or a legendary qi practitioner of the three major sects, or a big sect like Zuo Lie that had the Yuan Infant Stage, and the heritage of these sects was much stronger than that of the Xuandan Sect, so he was naturally willing to buy more Chaozhen imprints for the disciples of the sect.

And this time, this senior ninth-layer who wanted to kill himself was only from a sect of the same level as the Xuandan Sect, and it was naturally impossible for him to be extravagant enough to put a Chaozhen mark on the magic weapon.

"It's a pity, this is also a medium-grade magic weapon."

Han Yi checked it and was a little regretful, but it was also a great gain to be able to capture a medium-grade magic weapon, this sword weapon, at a critical moment, can be directly thrown out and detonated, which can be regarded as one of the means.

Putting his sword away, he looked up and scanned around.

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

Shout!

Han Yi looked up, and saw two spirit swords soaring through the air, chasing towards the outer area.

"It's those two sword immortals from Sword Cliff."

Han Yi's heart froze, if he fell in love with the Sword Immortal at this moment, he would definitely be dead, he was very clear about his strength, without the magic weapon in his hand, if he met the legendary Qi Training, he would die, and if he met the peak Qi Training, the victory would not be known until he had fought the battle.

Monks fighting are not determined by the realm of life and death, but need to consider factors such as skills, environment, mentality, and magic weapons.

"Let's go!"

Han Yi didn't think about it, and quickly rushed out, and when he stepped into the mountains and forests and returned to the Chimang tribe, he would be able to exchange the Ether Void Order Fragments for treasures.

Thinking that among those treasures, there might also be spiritual objects that could improve the qualifications of the root bones, Han Yi's heart was hot.

After passing through the Blood Bone Spirit Flower, if there is a possibility that the root bone will be involved, he will do his best to fight it.

Rumble!

The surrounding fighting began to shift from immortals and demons to monks.

Suddenly, Han Yi had reached the edge of the mountain forest, and before stepping into the mountain forest, he turned to look at the Cang tribe, at this moment, the monks were killing each other, and it had reached a tragic point.

(End of chapter)