Han Yi rose with his sword, and before he could draw his sword.

Three hundred meters away, Wen Zhen and Pang Li shook their eyes at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes and the killing intent towards Han Yi

At this moment, they already regarded Han Yi as a mortal enemy.

However, both of them were Jindan monks, and they had experienced countless battles for hundreds of years, and it was impossible for them to escape unless they had to.

Seeing Han Yi take out the sword, Wen Zhen snorted heavily, the killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed again, and the golden thunder ruler was photographed again, transforming into a giant ruler, exuding a monstrous golden color, like a Nine Heavens Immortal God, descending to the Immortal Punishment.

Peng!

Before the giant ruler fell, the void was already a blast, and the friction between the giant ruler and the air, the light and heat generated, derived a blurred halo, as the giant ruler fell, it spread in all directions.

At the same time.

Pang Li pinched the magic seal violently, and the eight-pole battle flag planted in front of him changed in an instant.

The battle banner of the Spirit War Sect takes into account attack, defense, and spirit array in one, and different battle flag combinations have different powers.

At this moment, the French seal is one.

Six of the eight battle flags suddenly gathered in the middle, and suddenly turned into a new huge battle flag, although this battle flag is still one zhang high, but the flag is no longer a single color, but presents six colors, a peak of the magic weapon power, suddenly erupted.

In fact, the nine-pole battle flag is a set of low-grade magic weapons, and the fusion of the nine poles can form a nine-color battle flag of the medium-grade magic weapon grade.

But with Pang Li's strength, at most, it is a fusion of six strokes, and it will be unsustainable.

Just in time.

As soon as the six-color battle flag was formed, it burst out, and it was the last to come, one step ahead of the giant ruler, and swept towards the seven-star Kunwu sword.

Pang Li's eyes flashed with a hint of hideousness.

He is a side branch of the Great Emperor Qian, with a noble status, and it is a shame to kill a small Zhuji, but he was killed by the other party first.

This kind of shame must be washed away with the head of the other party.

The six-color battle flag spanned more than two hundred meters and bombarded in the seven-star Kunwu sword.

Suddenly.

The Seven-Star Kunwu Sword was directly blasted away.

But.

Pang Li's eyes were not happy and shocked, and even instantly frightened.

The six-colored battle banner that flew the seven-star Kunwu sword wanted to chase after it, but it suddenly fell like a kite that had lost its string.

And that's not all.

Even the other two battle flags in front of him, although they still exuded strong power, they also lost their restraints and fell into the void in an instant.

The other side.

Wen Zhen, who was a hundred meters away from him, the huge phantom that fell was only the afterimage of Han Yi three hundred meters away.

In an instant, Han Yi was already one step ahead, and then withdrew more than two hundred meters to the side.

Returning to the basics, when he participated in the Heavenly Machine Grand Ceremony three years ago, he was already not weaker than the ordinary Jindan early stage monks.

Now, three years later, his realm has stepped into the pinnacle of foundation building, and the performance of the light body technique, even Yan Bu in the middle of the previous Jindan can't help Han Yi, and can only trap Han Yi with the Spirit Killing Psychedelic Array, it is conceivable that in terms of speed and body style, without the trapped formation, it is difficult to hurt Han Yi.

But.

Before his giant ruler fell, it happened to be the six-color battle flag that blasted Han Yi's sword weapon away, and when Pang Li's face was shocked, he also suddenly changed color.

"Not good."

"Poisonous!"

Wen Zhen held a giant ruler in his hand, and the giant ruler exuded a golden light, like a bladeless sword, horizontal in front of him, as a defense, but in his sea of knowledge space, it was already a big chaos.

The spirit is weakened, and the five senses are confused.

In just a short breath, the eyes began to blur, and even the things he saw began to become ghosted, and the divine soul was poisoned, the divine consciousness was cut off, and even the surrounding induction was very reluctant.

At a distance of 100 meters from him, Pang Li was already the first to feel this poison against the divine soul.

When his face was shocked, he didn't say a word, he instantly took out an elixir that exuded golden light from the Qiankun bag, the elixir entered his abdomen, dissolved, and gathered in the space of knowing the sea, and the weakened spirit recovered in an instant.

But before he could make any other moves, just half a breath, the spirit that had returned to normal weakened again in an instant.

He took out a spirit rune from the Qiankun ring, and on the front of the spirit rune, an ancient seal was drawn on it.

Dry.

This is the exclusive spirit rune of the imperial family of the Great Qianxian Kingdom.

Pang Li placed the spirit rune on his forehead, and suddenly, a spiritual light seeped into the depths of his eyebrows, entering the sea of knowledge, and removing the poison in the divine soul.

However, if the poison of the Black God Building can be eliminated so easily, it is not one of the strongest dark forces in the world.

However, with a single breath, the short-term sobriety brought by the spirit rune was polluted again, and the soul returned to weakness, and the five senses were in chaos.

Pang Li is worthy of being from the imperial family, and when he thought of something in an instant, his face changed drastically for the first time.

"It's a ruin."

"Damn, this guy is from the Black God Building."

After knowing the name of this poison, Pang Li took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, and the jade bottle contained a seven-colored elixir.

Seven spice pills.

His face flashed with a hint of hesitation and unwillingness, but the speed of his soul was extremely fast, and he had no other choice.

Pour out the elixir and swallow it into your stomach.

The originally chaotic eyes returned to normal in an instant.

Then.

He didn't continue to kill towards Han Yi, but just took a deep look at Han Yi, who had exploded two hundred meters away and protected himself with a sword, and a trace of bitter hatred flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and fled.

The three-pole battle flag below fell, followed closely behind, and disappeared in an instant.

This Seven Spice Pill is the Sect Master of the Smelling Fragrance Sect, imitating the elixir-level elixir, the Seven Immortal Pill, refined, and will only give one to the hall master who has made great contributions.

Coincidentally, Pang Li had made great contributions and was given.

This elixir, although far from reaching the level of the elixir, but it is also beyond the flawless, to reach the perfect level of the elixir, the elixir itself, is for the preparation of the infant Jindan monk or the infant monk and refining, for these two types of people, the seven spice pill is naturally a powerful soul elixir, and can even be called the treasure of the soul.

But.

For ordinary Jindan monks, its side effects are greater than its divine soul amplification effect.

That is, after taking it, the soul in a short period of time, rapid enhancement at the same time, but also buried hidden dangers, if there is no anti-heaven strange things elixir, the future realm breakthrough, compared with the past, thousands of times more difficult.

Moreover, this kind of divine soul enhancement without realm support is not permanent, but a short-term ascension, and then it will decline rapidly and fall into a period of decades-long divine soul weakening.

In other words, this elixir is like a stimulant, for ordinary Jindan monks, a short period of excitement is followed by weakness, and its benefits are only a short period of excitement when taking it.

And the reason why Pang Li can remember to take the Seven Spice Pill is also because there was a hall master of the Smelling Fragrance Sect, who was scattered in the ruins, and after taking the Seven Spice Pill, he escaped with his life, although he only lasted for a year, but he was not killed on the spot, which is a choice, but the price of this choice is not small.

This is also the reason why he showed an unwilling and hesitant expression just now.

The other side.

Wen Zhen, who was a hundred meters away from Pang Li, also used various means to get rid of the poison after noticing the poisoning, but when he heard 'Gui Ruins' and 'Black God Tower', his face also changed drastically.

In the records of the Smelling Fragrance Sect, there is no antidote for Guirusan, or in other words, there is no fixed antidote that can be used by the killers of the Black God Tower.

Although they are also dark forces.

However, the Smelling Fragrance Sect is a cult, and the Black God Building is a killer assassin organization, and there is no direct relationship between the two organizations.

Now.

After knowing what kind of poison he had, Wen Zhen did not take out the Seven Spice Pill, but his eyes were horrified, and he turned around and fled.

It's not that he doesn't want to use the seven-spice pill, but he can't take it out, Pang Li has made great contributions and was awarded a seven-spice pill, but he doesn't have enough credit, and he doesn't have the seven-spice pill.

Suddenly.

High in the sky.

It's just that Pang Li fused the six-color battle flag, collided with Han Yi's seven-star Kunwu sword, and the giant ruler fell, and then, the two Jindan monks, one left and one right, fled and left.

This, starting from Han Yi's sword, has only passed three breaths.

Time goes back to two breaths ago.

Han Yi, who was three hundred meters away, summoned back the flying sword weapon and hung it in front of him, after noticing that the two Jindan three hundred meters away were poisoned and his soul was weakened, he did not have the slightest intention of taking advantage of the situation to pursue, but more cautiously retreated two hundred meters, expanding the distance between him and the two Jindan monks to five hundred meters.

This situation is different from the previous battle with the Black God Building killer Yan Bu.

At that time, Han Yi was trapped, and in desperation, he could only desperately strike first and force his way out.

And at the moment.

These two Jin Dan had been poisoned in the early stage, Han Yi had the upper hand, and the initiative was in his hands, but he was not in a hurry, and he had to be wary of the other party desperately pulling him on his back.

Of course, he put the poison in these two golden pills.

Just now, taking advantage of the Xianzhou block, the jade bottle he took out was obtained from the Qiankun ring of Yan Bu, and in the Qiankun ring, there were three words written on this jade bottle.

Scattered in ruins.

This is a kind of poison against the divine soul, at the beginning, Han Yi used the Six Spirit Falling Immortal Talisman to bombard Yan Bu, and when Yan Bu's small half of his body was shattered, Yan Bu's hand was holding it, and it was scattered in the ruins.

However, at that time, Han Yi had already been very vigilant about poison, and as early as he saw the pitch-black poison-stained short sword, he had already closed the pores of his whole body, held his breath, and no matter whether he took it out or not, it didn't work for him.

And now.

In the face of the three Jindan monks, he even relied on the gourd to draw a scoop, directly smashed the jade bottle, and scattered the colorless, textureless and formless ruins, which could sweep towards these monks, so that they were unknowingly poisoned.

This.

It is his second killing move after Xianzhou.

Speaking of which.

The things he used this time were all obtained from the strict cloth Qiankun precepts.

Without Yan Bu, although Han Yi could use the third-order Falling Immortal Talisman to shake the Nine Spirits Killing Array, however, under the subsequent third-order mid-grade Soul Talisman, the Taixu Fire Source Talisman, he was very likely to be injured or even fall.

A drink and a peck, all are determined by heaven.

Three breaths have passed.

In Han Yi's pale golden eyes, he saw that the brocade-robed young man of the Spirit Battle Sect, after taking a seven-colored pill, his weakened divine soul recovered instantly, no, not only recovered, but also more than twice as strong as the original divine soul strength, and it was still enhanced little by little.

However, to his surprise, this brocade-robed young man, whose spirit was rapidly increasing, just glanced at him fiercely, and then turned around and fled.

As for the other one, a middle-aged black-robed monk, although he also used pills and spiritual runes to detoxify, his spirit was weakening, recovering, weakening, and recovering again.

This situation is almost the same idea as Han Yi's original use of the Poison Pill and the Healing Spirit Rune to treat the Black Prison San.

But no matter what, the weakening of the divine soul allowed him to exert less than fifty percent of the original combat power, similar to Han Yi who was in the black prison when he was in Jinyun Immortal City, except that one was the poison of the sea of physical qi and the other was the poison of the divine soul.

Suddenly.

On the battlefield, there was only Han Yi left, he first fell, put away the immortal boat that was broken into several sections, and then looked at the corpse of the bald strong man he had killed before, his eyes condensed slightly.

In just three breaths, the corpse, along with the nearby giant knife, had disappeared.

Han Yi guessed that there might be a Jindan period monk lurking nearby and taking away the corpse and the giant knife, or it could be that the bald man's spirit escaped and rolled up the corpse giant knife and left.

Just now, I was focused on the battle above, and I had no time to care, and I really didn't know anything about the situation below.

But no matter which one it is, it shows that the spirit of this monk should not have dissipated.

For Jindan monks, the soul can survive for a period of time when it is separated from the body, and it can be used to take away others, or it can be turned into a ghost cultivator, or it can become a magic weapon spirit.

Among them, the first two methods will be blocked by the way of heaven and lower the punishment in the underworld, and the third is to lose the initiative and can only hope that the magic weapon will transform into a spiritual treasure, and the magic weapon will have the opportunity to re-transform into a spiritual spirit, become a spiritual clan, and open another path of cultivation.

Since he has lost his trace, Han Yi does not force it.

Then, with a slight flash, he fled in a certain direction, which happened to be the direction in which Wen Zhen had left.

The brocade-robed young man of the Spirit War Sect, his divine soul strength was actually scattered under the ruins, and after he recovered, he lifted it up again, and it must be more dangerous to catch up with him.

That mysterious elixir, I don't know what it is, can temporarily suppress the poison that returns to the ruins, so he can't even think of it.

And the middle-aged man holding the golden ruler used the same method as he had no choice but to do at the beginning, this situation, if there is no change from the inside out, such as some powerful soul techniques, or the transformation of the divine soul, it is difficult to eradicate, and it will only continue to weaken step by step.

Choosing opponents is also a skill.

After Han Yi left, it was less than ten breaths.

There was a Jindan Sanxiu who appeared at the scene, this was a monk wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a long sword, he looked around vigilantly, and his face became more and more solemn.

"Formation, spirit rune, the breath of the elixir."

"Three, three Jindan, ambush one..., Monk Zhuji?"

"This is impossible, this monk should have used the technique of breath concealment, and it should be a monk in the middle of Jindan."

"Moreover, the result is that among the three people who were ambushed, one Jin Dan was beheaded, and the other two escaped, and there are traces of the giant magic weapon crushing the Immortal Peak at the scene."

The robe was scattered, and the pupils shrank suddenly.

"It's so strong, the whole battle should be over in just ten breaths."

"When did such a strong mid-stage Jindan monk come to Yuanlao Mountain?"

"It's strange, I haven't heard of any shards of the Holy Land being born."

"Next, we have to be more cautious."

The Taoist robe was scattered, and he flashed slightly, and then disappeared in place.

After a while, more and more monks came from nearby, some were puzzled, some were shocked, some were greedy, some were withdrawn, and so on.

The other side.

Han Yi's speed is not slow.

His divine thoughts, closely followed Wen Zhen, who flew away, but there was a slight thought on his face.

"This monk also knows that his soul is weak, and if he leaves with the help of the immortal boat, he will definitely be easily caught up by me, so he simply uses the complexity of the Yuanlao Mountain Range to get rid of my tracking."

"However, he was different from my situation at the time, my mana was blocked at that time, and the spiritual sea was damaged, but my divine consciousness was still intact, and under the crazy pressure of my divine consciousness, I fled into the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains in a fairy boat, and because of my divine sense, I avoided all the demon beasts, so I got a little respite."

"But the other party is the soul is damaged, the mana and the spiritual sea are not damaged, although the power of the giant magic weapon is still there, but it is like a blind man, he has lost his sense of direction, although he has a magic weapon in his hand, he can't hit the enemy, and he has only one point of strength."

Han Yi chased very quickly, he used the light body technique, and the speed itself was faster than that of ordinary Jindan early stage monks, and at this moment, he was tracking with all his strength, and in just a moment, the distance between him and Wen Zhen was only eight kilometers.

But.

These eight kilometers are an absolutely safe distance, if Wen Zhen's soul is intact, he will definitely not be undetected, but at this moment, the other party's soul is chaotic, and Han Yi is already invincible.

Moreover, this time, Han Yi was preparing to completely turn the method he learned from the Black God Building Killer into his own experience to deal with Wen Zhen.

Seeing Han Yi's figure flashing, he bypassed Wen Zhen from the side, but the distance between him and Wen Zhen was eight kilometers away.

A minute later.

The order of the two suddenly became Han Yi leading in front and Wen Zhen fleeing behind, and the distance between the two was only less than a kilometer.

Then.

Aiming almost, Han Yi flipped his hands over, took out a formation disc from the Qiankun ring, nine array disks, leaving a main array disk, and then, brushed the other eight array disks with a few sounds, and fell into the space of three hundred meters around.

The spirit killing psychedelic array took shape in an instant.

This formation was formed by him when he took the immortal boat in the nearly two months from Xuandanzong to Yuanlao Mountain, and in addition, including poisons such as Guirusan, he sorted out during this time.

After the three breaths of this formation were formed, Wen Zhen, who was in a state of confusion, broke in.

Han Yi activated the formation, the dense fog dispersed, and his figure was hidden in the formation, and as soon as he came up, he learned a lesson and directly condensed the body of the Nine Dao Spirit Killing.

The seven-star Kunwu sword shone and blasted out wildly.

It was followed by other sword weapons, the Demon Dagger, the Lei Ze Sword, the Fengling Sword, the Qingping Sword, the Fire Mist Sword, and as for the two magic weapons obtained from Yan Bu, a short knife and a short sword, Han Yi had not yet been sacrificed and had not taken it out.

Moreover, this time, the battlefield was on the ground and had not been vacated, and even Qingping Sword and Han Yi could shoot.

The scene of killing Yan Bu by himself is vivid, and he doesn't want to be the second Yan Bu.

As soon as he came up, he naturally went all out, he didn't even need to be tempted, everything, and he would wait until he killed the other party.

Wen Zhen, who broke into the formation, his face changed drastically, he was close to ninety years of cultivation, and he was at the top of the Ruthless Sect, he could see at a glance what kind of formation this was.

This set of third-order mid-grade formations, can trap the enemy, can kill the enemy, with his own state at the moment, into the formation, and lost the strongest Taixu Source Fire Talisman, there is no chance to escape.

There is a great terror between life and death, not to mention that Wen Zhen knows that if he is killed here, the other party will never let go of his soul, he can only die and die, and he will not even have a chance to escape into reincarnation.

"Wait, I know Yan Ru's whereabouts."

(End of chapter)