The middle-aged man held a palm-sized black magic disk in his hand, in the magic disk, there was a red and black light hanging in the magic disk, black was in the middle, red, at the edge of the magic disk, and the red at this moment pointed to the Qingchi Sect in front of him.

Great Qin Immortal Kingdom, there is a town of national spiritual treasures, called Jianxian Mirror, in many immortal cities or Supreme Pavilion sub-pavilions, there are the subdivisions of the Xianxian Mirror, and its storyboard, although the grade is weakened, but it is also a spiritual treasure, as for the Jianxian Mirror itself, it is a high-grade Lingbao, which is extremely important to the Great Qin Emperor.

If Han Yi was here at this moment, he would recognize it, this middle-aged man who caught a trace of Han Yi's breath from the immortal mirror and rushed here was Bao Zhesheng's father, that is, one of the envoys of the Inner History Mansion.

In the soul shadow of Bao Zhesheng, there are many images of this middle-aged man, whose name is: Bao Hanchi.

If it was in other immortal cities, Bao Hanchi would have used the Immortal Mirror a long time ago, obtained the whereabouts of Han Yi's breath, and tracked it down, but Qin Capital is the capital of a country, and even he needs to spend a lot of time and pay a big price to get a chance to capture Han Yi's breath.

But when he arrived here, he saw the heavenly tribulation that turned into a thunder sea, and it fell with a bang, pressing towards Han Yi of the Xuandan Sect.

Thunder Sea Tribulation, this is not a normal imagination, this is already a vision in the infant, and this kind of vision proves that under the judgment of the Heavenly Tribulation, the person who crosses the tribulation already belongs to the perfect person.

The so-called consummation, in short, is to bring the road of Jindan to the extreme, and enter the people who cannot enter.

Such a person, compared to other Jindan peak cultivators, is too much stronger, and correspondingly, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation is also becoming more and more powerful, especially the Sixth Tribulation.

The so-called heavenly tribulation is the calamity that descends from heaven on the road to becoming an immortal monk, and this kind of calamity, starting from the Yuan Infant, and then every major realm, there is a heavenly calamity, and even, becoming an immortal, if the realm breaks through, it is necessary to survive the immortal tribulation.

Of course.

The more powerful the Heavenly Tribulation, after surviving, the feedback increase received by the person who crossed the Tribulation will naturally be stronger, although the Heavenly Dao is unfair, it also adheres to certain laws.

The information about the Lei Hai Tribulation flashed in his heart, and Bao Hanchi's face changed, and he finally became gloomy.

In the records of the Inner History Mansion, there was a monk in the Yuheng Realm, and such a vision appeared when he crossed the Yuan Infant Tribulation.

And that one, who is now the strongest cultivator in the whole Yuheng realm, is not one of them.

He is this land, the lord of the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom, the Great Qin Emperor, Qin Yi.

After a full pause, in the mountain range in front of him, the full aura of the Yuan Infant was emanated, and a figure shuttled up, easily surviving the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, and then greedily absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and even causing changes in the wind and clouds within a radius of dozens of miles.

Bao Hanchi finally exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"That's it, once you enter the Yuan Baby, it's hard to deal with."

"Besides, this person's popularity and luck are excellent, and they can't be restricted, even if I go, I may not be defeated, so I don't have to bring shame on myself."

Bao Hanchi did not lose his mind because Bao Zhesheng was removed by Han Yi in the cave, he came this time mainly to find a way to intercept Han Yi's supreme order and bring it back for Bao Zhesheng to use.

But now that Han Yi has taken the first step to use up the Supreme Order, and his strength, through the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, has steadily stepped into the Yuan Infant, this kind of heavenly arrogance cannot be measured by common sense, even if he is on the stage at the moment, he may not be able to win the other party in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Thinking of this, Bao Hanchi turned around and left, but only half a breath, he stopped again, hidden in the void, looking ahead, showing a lively expression.

"Unexpectedly, Old Ghost Huo is also here, but if Zhuo Tianyi doesn't take action in person, he won't be able to take down Han Yi with Huo Feicheng, the deputy head of Yanwei Mansion."

"Okay, let Huo Feicheng test the strength of this Han Yi."

Bao Hanchi was not in such a hurry to leave.

In the place of more than 20 miles away from him, a fairy boat, flying in the air, on the fairy boat, a white-bearded old man holding a magic plate and wearing a robe representing the deputy head of the Tingwei Mansion, rowed through the sky, and landed outside the Qingchi Sect, the old man received the fairy boat, stepped into the air, and walked towards the Qingchi Sect, his face, under the pride of the air, surging with anger.

"Cut off the young master's Gu Yuan knife, forced the young master to take the Tian Yuan Breaking Pill, and then beheaded the young master, so that the young master and the Supreme Order missed, Xuandan Sect Han Yi, today, even if you are a new Yuan Baby, you will fall here."

Huo Feicheng walked forward, but he was not more than halfway there, so he stopped again, looked to the side, and then his eyes flashed coldly, as if he was afraid.

"Jin Wang of the Imperial History Palace, he actually came."

In the direction he looked, there was a blue-robed monk, riding a unique shape of the fairy boat, the fairy boat was pitch black, its head, the shape is unique, like a spear, this blue-robed monk, sitting on the body, and after the head of the boat, extending to the tail, are just carved with ten thousand beasts gods and demons of the black column.

Where is this immortal boat, this is clearly a giant heavy halberd, and this monk is sitting in front of the halberd at this moment.

This blue-robed monk, who looked like a young man, with long hair and a shawl scattered casually, seemed to feel something, looked at Huo Feicheng who stopped, and then glanced at Bao Hanchi, who was hidden in the void more than ten kilometers away, and then looked at several voids within a hundred miles around, revealing a hint of a smile that was really like this.

"Sure enough, this time it's the right one."

The blue-robed youth, that is, one of the three halls of Great Qin, one of the eight imperial envoys of the Imperial History Palace, Jin Wang in the late Yuan Dynasty, did not put away the giant heavy halberd, nor did he get up, but still sat leisurely on the heavy halberd, and then, he took out a notebook and began to record.

"Yuheng calendar, 99827, 13794 of the Great Qin calendar."

"Jizhou, Yunluo Mountains, Qingchi Sect Boundary."

"Taiwei Palace, Inner History Mansion, Tingwei Mansion, Taifu Mansion, Pawn Mansion, hey, even the Fengchang Mansion, the first of the Nine Mansions, has people here."

"In addition, that one should be the seventh hall of the Soul Palace, the elder of the Heavenly Burial Palace, Yan Zhan, these rats of the Soul Palace, where did they know Han Yi's whereabouts?"

"It seems that there are a lot of ghosts in the Nine Mansions, forget it, wait for the report to go up, and let the hall master have a headache."

Jin Wang continued to record.

"Two of the three halls, five of the nine mansions, plus the Soul Hall and the Heavenly Burial Hall, all gathered in the realm of the Qingchi Sect, all of them are here for the Xuandan Sect Han Yi."

"However, in the Qingchi Sect, Han Yi has already used up the Supreme Order first, and he is the first to become a Yuanying."

"And so ......"

Writing this, Jin Wang stopped, holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other, sweeping towards the surrounding void within a hundred miles, silently.

For the envoys of the Imperial History Palace, one of the three halls of Great Qin, patience and onlookers are already their daily routine, and Jin Wang is not in a hurry.

And at the moment.

Huo Feicheng, the second deputy lord of Yanwei Mansion who came here, saw that Jin Wang did not move, only made records, although a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, after stopping for a while, he swept his gaze to the void again, and took the faint breath just now into his eyes, and then snorted heavily, and the void trembled slightly.

"To deal with a beginner infant, why hide your head and show your tail."

"Old man, what's the matter?"

Huo Feicheng cast his eyes on Qingchi Mountain, which was dozens of miles away.

Time goes back to when Bao Hanchi first arrived at the boundary of the Qingchi Sect.

At that time, Qingchi Mountain had already regained its calm, and the raging Thunder Tribulation had already dissipated, and even the shattered Thunder Sea was like an illusion, and there was no trace of the void.

Only on Qingchi Mountain, Qingchi Palace, collapsed generally, a big pit about ten meters deep, in the main hall, directly opposite the gap that was smashed in the main hall.

A figure rose from the main hall and sat in the void above the main hall.

This figure is naturally Han Yi, and at this moment, she is no longer a primordial infant, but an ontological body, and the primordial infant who has been refined through tribulations has fallen into the space in his body.

And although the Yuan Infant Tribulation has passed, Han Yi has not relaxed.

Next.

It's the Heavenly Demon Tribulation.

Really.

As soon as the thought fell, an invisible gap outside the realm surfaced nearby, the passage to the outside of the realm, opened silently, the coordinates of the present world, mapped to the coordinates outside the boundary, the heavenly demons near the coordinates outside the boundary, smelled the breath of the heavenly tribulation that had just dissipated, and the breath of the monk breaking through to a new realm, the bees crowded into the crack, and came towards Qingchi Mountain.

But Han Yi had already established an immortal foundation with his divine soul, and he was inherited by Xia Quan.

Although he can rely on the evil elixir to make the descending heavenly demons dare not approach because of disgust, so they wander around, and when the time comes, they will naturally return.

But Han Yi did not choose to do this, but took offense as defense.

Today, his attitude towards problems is different from the past.

This is the growth that comes with the realm and the insight.

He took out the Soul Bell from the Qiankun Ring, and then, with a slight shock, the first thing to bear the brunt of it was a Heavenly Demon Lord who had just arrived, this Heavenly Demon Lord, from the realm, was equivalent to the Yuanying Great Cultivator of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, he had just drilled through the crack, looked at Han Yi, and showed his fangs, but only heard the bell ringing, and endless chaos filled his mind, expanding, and then expanding, until it exploded.

As for the other Heavenly Demons who poured in with them, they also shattered into powder after this Heavenly Demon Lord.

And in front of the crack leading to the outside of the realm, a Heavenly Demon King who had just poked out half of his head, seeing this scene, his eyes turned from greed to horror, and the speed of retraction was faster than the speed of rushing in.

After it left, the coordinates of the map were broken in an instant, and the Heavenly Demon Tribulation disappeared into invisibility.

Han Yi tied the silver ancient clock around his waist.

This mourning bell is a real spiritual treasure, and in Xia Quan's memory, this is a spiritual treasure used by the master of the second hall of the Soul Palace, and its status is not low in the Earth Demon Palace.

Although Han Yi did not practice, but only stimulated his might against the enemy, he was already so strong that even the Heavenly Demon Lord could be shaken away, if the sacrifice was completed, it would definitely be a big killer against ordinary Yuan Infant Cultivators.

And when Han Yi sacrificed the Mourning Bell.

Somewhere more than thirty miles away from Qingchi Mountain, a middle-aged monk who had hidden in the void and was wearing a gray robe rushed towards Qingchi Sect had a slight change in his face.

If Han Yi was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this middle-aged monk with the memory of Xia Quan's soul shadow that it was the seventh hall of the Soul Palace, the elder of the Heavenly Burial Palace, Yan Zhan.

"Sure enough, Xia Quan has been beheaded by this Xuandan Sect Han Yi."

"Even its soul slave has changed hands."

"From this point of view, this Han Yi majoring in soul art should be soul snatching."

"It's a pity, Xia Quan's efforts over the years have finally fulfilled others."

"However, this Han Yi has not fallen into the soul hall, so he can't be regarded as a soul seed, if he can kill it, this soul bell will naturally be mine."

"This is the spiritual treasure of the hall master of the Earth Demon Palace, although he can't use it anymore, so he gave him the Xia Quan, but if I take it from Han Yi's hands, it will naturally be mine."

Thinking of this, Rao couldn't help but be eager and excited in his state of mind.

Just in time.

Han Yi, who was standing above the Qingchi Palace, threw a line of sight towards Yan Zhan's position, and his gaze swept by, and then immediately retracted.

But Yan Zhan, who was always paying attention to Han Yi, already knew that the other party had discovered him.

"Even if you find me, what can you do, so many people, you can't go."

"I don't care about the others, I just want to take back the soul hall spirit treasure, even if it is the three halls and nine mansions of Great Qin, I have nothing to say."

Han Yi, who was standing above the Qingchi Palace, didn't know that there was already a Yuanying Great Cultivator, who was worried about the Soul Bell that he hadn't covered yet.

Even if it's a concern, what can it be, it's no wonder that I've done it again.

Just now, at the moment when he was surviving the Heavenly Tribulation and the Yuan Infant Tribulation was true, his induction was infinitely high, and he instantly realized to the monks who were faintly rushing towards the Qingchi Sect hundreds of miles away.

At that moment, Han Yi instantly knew how his whereabouts were revealed.

No.

It is not appropriate to say that it was leaked, it can only be said that it was traced.

In Bao Zhesheng's soul shadow memory, Daqin has a spiritual treasure immortal mirror, when he was in the Great Yu Immortal City, he was chased and killed by Bao Zhesheng's gray-robed dead soldiers, it was because Bao Zhesheng used the Supreme Pavilion to capture Han Yi's breath and make a tracking magic disk, so that he could accurately track Han Yi.

Han Yi naturally knew about the Immortal Mirror, but he thought that it would not be easy to activate the Immortal Mirror at the feet of the Son of Heaven in the Qin Capital.

During this period, there was a period of difference.

And what he needs is this time difference, under the pursuit of Yuanying Monk, Han Yi will never be able to return to the Great Qianxian Kingdom from Qinzhou, across Yangzhou, Jizhou, and Yuzhou with the body of Jindan.

Therefore, getting married is the only choice.

Fortunately, the result was as I wished.

As for meeting other yuan babies after getting married, it is not his crisis, but someone else's crisis.

At this moment, after surviving the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, the Yuan Infant finally became a child, Han Yi took a deep breath, and in the surrounding miles of land, the spiritual energy was tumbling and surging, converging towards him, like a giant whale swallowing the sea, swallowing all the spiritual energy into his body.

This kind of power had already shocked Du Kun, and his figure withdrew for several miles.

However, Han Yi, who was standing above the Qingchi Palace, frowned: "Not enough." ”

He flicked a finger lightly, and in the Qingchi Palace, the original spirit gathering array spread out, and the nearly one million high-grade spirit stones hoarded in it suddenly exploded, and the spiritual energy rolled, and even turned into spiritual mist.

The Spirit Mist Transformation Dragon, being towed, spiraled up, and went straight to Han Yi's body.

From a distance, I saw a white mist like a tornado, descending to the Qingchi Palace, and Han Yi, who was standing in mid-air, twisted and circled.

And Han Yi was like a bottomless pit, devouring this spiritual energy vortex continuously.

After three breaths.

Han Yi waved his hand, cutting off the aura vortex, and then, with a startled roar, his face couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Below, in the Qingchi Palace, in the Spirit Gathering Array, the original nearly one million top-grade spirit stones were not consumed, and only about 100,000 effects were used.

And more than 700 top-grade spirit stones were placed quietly and were not consumed.

These spirit stones have shortened the time for Han Yi to stabilize the Yuanying cultivation, if he cultivates normally and slowly swallows the spiritual energy, the Yuanying Cultivator will need at least a few years to stabilize his cultivation.

And Han Yi is different, he has taken the road of Jindan to the extreme, and he is also strong in the flesh, he is not afraid of the aura washing the meridians at all, and the massive aura meets the needs of the body, and finally converges in the inner world, and is absorbed by the Yuan Infant who is sitting in the inner world, so that the Yuan Infant is quickly full and full.

The rest of the body is turned into crystalline mana particles, like gravel, covering the inner world.

The path that other monks need to walk in several years, Han Yi, in a few breaths, has already crossed, because before that, he has already taken this path to the extreme, and has an incomparably solid foundation.

Then.

Han Yi stood up and waved lightly, and the Qingping Sword that had fallen into the palace pit before was already swaying and flying into his hand.

And the Qingping Sword, as Han Yi expected, did not transform into the prototype of the spirit treasure in the Heavenly Tribulation, and it was still a half-step spirit treasure, which was no different from before.

This should be Han Yi's only regret when he broke through Yuanying this time.

However, Han Yi's heart moved, this sword weapon was special, maybe it was not because of the Heavenly Tribulation, but because of the Sword Weapon itself, it could not be transformed into a spiritual treasure with the power of the Heavenly Tribulation in the Heavenly Tribulation.

That's it, that's it.

Holding the Qingping Sword and the Soul Bell tied to his waist, Han Yi swept through the surrounding void, and finally turned his gaze to a white-bearded old man who was walking slowly towards him.

Speaking of which.

From the thunder sea to the tribulation, crushing and exploding, blasting Han Yi into the mountain, and then to Han Yi's resurrection, crossing the heavenly demon tribulation, attracting the spiritual energy vortex into the body, and the breath climbing and steady.

The time in this is only counting.

This number of breaths, for Yuanying Zhenjun, it is not difficult to cross the range of tens of miles, however, Huo Feicheng, who arrived second, paused for a moment because of Jin Wang's arrival, and reacted that Han Yi had already survived the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, swept the spiritual energy frenzy, and steadily cultivated.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

Even if he has a large amount of aura, what can he do, and even, even if he has stabilized his cultivation, a Yuanying monk who has just broken through, he can kill it at will.

When Han Yi looked at him, Huo Feicheng sneered.

"Shameless child, stealing the young master's immortal fate, it should be beheaded."

"Remember, the one who beheaded you, Yanwei Mansion, Huo Feicheng."

As soon as the voice fell, Huo Feicheng was already only one mile away from Han Yi, and for Zhenjun, one mile was already like being in person.

At this moment, Huo Fei made a move.

He wiped the void in front of him, and a battle flag appeared in front of him, this battle flag was not huge, only as tall as people, and the battle flag was golden all over, exuding a brilliant and blazing breath like the scorching sun.

As soon as the battle flag came out, the range of Qingchi Sect, and even the temperature, suddenly climbed by more than ten degrees, as if they were in the hot border of the Northwest Pole.

"Flame Banner, Old Ghost Huo sacrificed the spirit treasure as soon as he came up, it seems that his murderous intent is very strong."

Ten miles away, Bao Hanchi's eyes froze, and he put away his thoughts to see the excitement, this kind of power is already an absolute battlefield of the true monarch, and it belongs to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, the highest level, which can be described just by looking at the excitement.

"Let's look at this Han Yi, how to deal with it."

Bao Hanchi turned his gaze to Han Yi in the sky above the Qingchi Palace, his eyes half-narrowed.

And Jin Wang, who was not far from Bao Hanchi, did not look at Huo Feicheng, but stared at Han Yi, his eyes lit up, and he continued to record.

"On that day, Han Yi of the Xuandan Sect, after the Heavenly Tribulation, crossed the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, shattered the descending Heavenly Demon Lord with the Soul Bell, and frightened the other Heavenly Demons, and the Heavenly Demon Tribulation disappeared instantly."

"Then, it attracts spiritual energy, turns into a whirlpool, and enters the flesh, and the strength of the physical body has never been seen by the Jindan, and it is even comparable to a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant."

"After the Heavenly Tribulation, in less than five breaths, its realm has been stabilized."

Writing this, Jin Wang felt that it was inappropriate, and crossed out 'has been stabilized' and changed it to 'judging from the breath, it has basically stabilized'.

Then, he nodded to himself, as if satisfied with his caution.

After a pause, he raised his head again, looked at Huo Feicheng, who was only a kilometer away from Han Yi, his face returned to normal, and he continued to write.

"At this time, the deputy lord of Yanwei Mansion, Huo Feicheng arrived, and Han Yi of Xuandan Sect was one mile away, and his tone contained murderous aura, and since he signed up, he took the lead in attacking."

"As soon as he made a move, he sacrificed the spiritual treasure that he had been famous for a long time, the Flame Flag."

"The Flame Flag, rising against the wind, will turn the territory of the Qingchi Sect into a prison of fire."

Writing this, Jin Wang raised his head suddenly, only to see a sword light on Qingchi Mountain, slashing through the power of the Lingbao and approaching Huo Feicheng.

At this moment, Jin Wang's eyes lit up again, the tip of the pen was against the booklet, and he forgot about the book for a while.

"Good sword."

(End of chapter)