In Jin Wang's eyes, what was reflected was a sword light glowing with blue and black, the sword light was agile and flickering, although it was not issued by the spirit treasure, but it was no less powerful than the spirit treasure.

Phew!

The slight cracking sound suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, although the sound was not loud, but it made a radius of a hundred meters, and many great monks hidden in the void could hear it.

Even, although he was not facing the sword weapon head-on, when he heard the sound of cracking, it seemed to be on the spot, and his hair stood on end.

Several great monks who had only arrived later and had not seen Han Yi Lei Hai turn into a catastrophe put away the contempt in their eyes, became solemn, their eyes changed, and they seemed to be thinking, what if they were against this sword?

The other side.

On Qingchi Mountain, when Huo Feicheng's Flame Banner opened up the Spirit Treasure space, spread the Prison of Fire, and rushed to the Qingchi Palace, where Han Yi was, Han Yi did not despise it, but handed out a sword with great weight.

The sword is Qingping, but with the Yuanying realm envoy, it is a little lighter than before, such as the arm swing, the long sword crosses the sky, at first glance, it seems to hit the stone with an egg, but in fact, it is a point to break the face.

Just a photo, this inferno of fire has been cut open by the sword light, and the sword light bombarded the fire flag hunting in the wind, knocking this spiritual treasure backwards, and in the open spiritual treasure space, the endless flames that burned fiercely were extinguished most of them under the scattered sword light.

Huo Feicheng was horrified, but his face was already furious.

"How daring."

"Die!"

"Hellfire, rise."

With a loud shout, the flame flag that was knocked away rose sharply in the wind, and in an instant, it had reached the trend of covering the sky and the sun.

Qingchi Mountain, and even the entire Qingchi Sect, seemed to be shrouded in a burning fire world, and countless Qingchi Sect monks were terrified and ran wildly.

In fact, before this, with Han Yi's order, the sect master of the Qingchi Sect, Du Kun, had already covered the entire sect with divine sense, allowing all the monks to flee, and most of the remaining monks at this moment were unwilling to flee and were lucky, but in the face of the advent of the fire and the earth, these monks, in the face of death, also let go of their luck and fled for their lives.

More than ten miles away, Bao Hanchi frowned: "Old ghost Huo, this is desperate." ”

Then, a sneer broke out in his heart.

"However, it seems that his supernatural powers, Hellfire, have not improved for so many years, and it seems that in the Yanwei Mansion, he is used to living a good life."

The other hidden monks also watched intently, some with disdain, some with solemnity, some with sarcasm, and some with indifference.

The essence of each spiritual treasure is very strong, but the power of the display needs to be based on the strength of the monk itself, such as the Jindan monk to cast the spiritual treasure, naturally can not exert 100% of the power of the spiritual treasure, can have thirty percent, it is not easy.

And the power that the spirit treasure can exert in the hands of the Yuanying monk is already another world.

The Yuan Babies that Han Yi killed before were all people who had never had a spiritual treasure.

And at this moment, he knew why the Lingbao was called the Lingbao, and what kind of coercion its fully expanded Lingbao space had.

The so-called Lingbao is a world of its own in the body, called the Lingbao space, and this kind of space, from another aspect, is a miniature version of the ...... Cave sky.

With the power of a cave in the sky, fighting the enemy, you can imagine how terrifying it is.

And when the monk reaches the realm of the true monarch, he can transform the magic skills into supernatural powers, the so-called supernatural powers, in fact, are also like magic skills, but the supernatural powers are solidified, although they are not imprinted in the bloodline like demon cultivation, but they are also more free to cast than the original magic skills, and the power is also stronger.

The word supernatural power originally came from the demon cultivator, the demon cultivator has its own natal supernatural power because of the bloodline, and the supernatural power is huge, and the power is huge, when Han Yi first practiced the qi realm, the tiger demon he met in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, its supernatural powers, and shackled eyes, made many people pause for a breath, a breath of time, for the qi realm, the same victory and defeat are easy to turn, life and death are exchanged.

The Yuanying Cultivator that Han Yi had met before was not without supernatural powers, but his sword was so fast that it was so fast that those weaker Yuanying didn't have time to use it, and he had already died under his sword.

And at the moment.

The Hell of Fire is the spiritual treasure space of Huo Fei Cheng Lingbao, the Agni Banner.

And with the help of the Hell of Fire, Huo Fei Cheng used it here...... Avatar.

His supernatural powers manifested in the Hellfire and turned into ...... Inferno.

Avatars, Inferno.

This is the practice method chosen by most monks, combining supernatural powers with spiritual treasures, and its power can be much stronger than supernatural powers alone.

On the Qingchi Palace, Han Yi was condensed and did not mean to despise it.

Moreover, Han Yi thinks more, he is not afraid of one mid-Yuan Infant, no matter how many Mid-Yuan Infants, he is not afraid, but if it is many mid-Yuan Infants, plus one more late Yuan Infant, even, if he kills the other party and stabs the hornet's nest, the next is an endless pursuit, he needs to weigh it.

Han Yi looked at the young man who was struggling to write, sitting cross-legged on a huge halberd, holding a booklet and a brush, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

This young man, the danger to him, such as the gangrene of the appendages, his cultivation is definitely beyond the middle stage, reaching the late stage of the Yuan Infant.

Before Han Yi broke through, he was not afraid of the early stage of Yuan Infant, as soon as he stepped into Yuan Infant, with his potential, he was already not afraid of the middle stage of Yuan Infant, he was confident that he could compete, and even had a chance to kill the other party, but he was not sure of the late stage of Yuan Infant.

However, in Xia Quan's soul shadow memory, there is a record of this young man, or more comprehensively, the whole Great Qin, the Yuanying Great Monk on the bright face, Xia Quan knows it by heart.

This young man is one of the three halls of Great Qin, one of the eight imperial histories of the Imperial History Palace, and his name is Jin Wang.

What made Han Yi breathe a sigh of relief was that the Imperial History Palace, the Imperial History, walked the world, recorded what had happened or was happening, but rarely intervened in it.

However, even if he knew that Jin Wang would not make a move.

Huo Feicheng, the deputy lord of Yanwei Mansion, who has signed up since he came up, even if he really has the strength to kill him, he will definitely not be able to kill him.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the other Great Qin monks around to sit idly by, even if they could escape, there would be more monks chasing and killing, and even, the lord of the Nine Mansions might take action in person, if one is not good, he would have to explain to Daqin.

Therefore, the best strategy is to defeat one or two Yuanying Monks and show their strength, the other party can leave the best, if they don't retreat, they will choose to flee quickly.

But to keep his hand in the fight, it is not easy for him to do it, and if he is not careful, he will be defeated.

Therefore, at this moment, Han Yi's thoughts were tumbling, trying to find the most stable way to escape.

However, as he pondered, the attack had already fallen, and he had no choice but to fight for the time being.

Shout!!

Thousands of hellfires, I will break them with a sword.

Qingping's sword shuttled through the inferno of fire, and the sword light passed by, slashing the inferno, but in the space that spread, the inferno was endless, and at the moment of its arrival, there were already several infernoes, dodging the sword light and touching Han Yi's body.

These hellfires are Huo Feicheng's magical powers, and they are naturally lethal, so Han Yi can't help but be solemn.

But he did not sit still, standing in the void. A punch comes out.

Peng!!

The approaching hellfire, like fireworks, exploded in the air, scattered and fell.

Peng, Peng, Peng!

To put it mildly, punch after punch, Han Yi's face did not have a trace of expression, and in his body, there was a pale golden light, and the light came out of his body, setting him off like an ancient god.

A mile away, Huo Feicheng's pupils shrank wildly, and he exclaimed: "Are you still cultivating alone?" ”

More than ten miles away, Bao Hanchi's heart was also shaken, and he couldn't even hide his breath for a while, manifesting his body.

"It's so strong, this body is on the path of the ancient gods?"

"This road, although there is no way forward, before the transformation of the gods, although it is extremely difficult, it is also extremely strong."

"Moreover, looking at his physical body, even the hellfire can be shattered with his fists, and he can already use the power of his physical body to resist the mid-Yuan Infant monk."

"Who is this Han Yi, Xuandan Sect? Impossible, Daqian is a small Yuanying Sect of the Three Great Sects, and the pool is too small to cultivate this true dragon. ”

"There are definitely a lot of secrets on it."

Thinking of this, Bao Hanchi, who had originally extinguished his thoughts, showed a hint of greed, he was trapped in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and he had been in the middle of the Yuan Infant for two hundred years, if he could seize the immortal fate from Han Yi, maybe he would have the opportunity to go further and step into the late Yuan Infant period.

For the official monks of Daqian, the middle and late Yuan Infant periods, although there is only a small realm difference, but they are completely different, the middle period can only be the envoy of the Inner History Mansion, and in the late Yuan Infant period, he can serve as the lord of a mansion, whether it is from the status, or from the strength, it is a world of difference, so he can't help but be impressed.

In addition to him, in the surrounding hundred miles of void, many hidden monks also showed their aura in shock, staring at Han Yi on the Qingchi Palace, their eyes were leisurely, their thoughts flowing, and no one else knew.

And on the field.

Han Yi stimulated the power of his physical body and shook the inferno, but it was only three breaths, and he already felt that his fist was burning, after all, his physical body was not the real body of an ancient god, but still the body of human cultivation.

In this regard, Han Yi also expected this.

I saw that after he smashed a ball of hellfire apart, a mysterious mark was instantly formed.

This mark was formed in an instant, and just as the mark was formed, a wave emerged from his body and fell to Huo Feicheng, who was a mile away.

Nine Soul Destroyers.

In an instant, the two people who were a mile apart were both stunned, and then, Yuan Ying was already dragged and landed in the soul slave space.

Huo Feicheng was a Jiufu monk after all, and after noticing that Yuan Ying Yihua had changed the world in front of him, his face suddenly changed greatly.

But before he could make a move, he saw more than twenty jet-black sword lights, whistling and falling.

A hundred meters away, Han Yi used the Nine Soul Destroying Seal to communicate with the soul slave space, and pulled the two Yuan Babies into the soul slave space in an instant, and at this moment, the time flow rate in the outside world has slowed down too much, and this soul slave space with different time flow speed is definitely enough for Han Yi to hit Huo Feicheng hard.

He didn't want to turn Huo Feicheng into his soul slave, this move, in front of everyone's eyes, if he did it, it was the way to find death, and he was naturally not stupid.

But the soul slave space, in addition to enslaving the Divine Soul Yuan Infant and turning into a soul slave, also has a wonderful use, and there is a duel between the Divine Soul Yuan Infant.

At this moment, Huo Feicheng, who had just reacted, was about to perform his soul technique, but it was too late, Han Yi's divine soul, after fusing the golden pill, his Yuan Ying was already not weaker than other mid-stage cultivators.

And more importantly, Han Yi has many soul techniques, and he uses the Yuan Infant to perform the Soul Hall Soul Technique, which is impossible to resist in the middle of the ordinary Yuan Infant.

At this moment, in the soul slave space China, the soul sword roared, falling like rain, piercing Huo Feicheng's Yuan Baby, cutting the power of the soul, cutting its Yuan Baby, cutting it into a thousand holes, and the screams of the Yuan Infant were endless.

After the soul sword, Han Yi did not stay, re-sealed, and ended the soul slave space duel that was less than half a breath, and in an instant, the two Yuan Ying returned to the outside world.

Outside.

Burst!

Huo Fei Chengyuan's infant shook wildly, his body was implicated, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his breath suddenly withered, and even for a while, he couldn't even control his body, he staggered down and fell half a meter, his eyes were terrified, although he didn't know what happened just now, but he was definitely hit by the other party's soul technique.

What kind of soul art is so weird?

Everything that happened in the soul slave space, except for Han Yi, the other monks had no memory, if they became soul slaves, they only remembered the place in the soul slave space, remembered their own lives, manifested into the soul clock, and stayed in the soul slave space, and did not remember the soul duel, nor did they remember what soul magic the soul master had.

This is the strength of the soul slave space, and it is also one of the foundations of the Earth Demon Hall to be the second hall of the Soul Palace.

On the field, Huo Feicheng's sudden change in breath was naturally noticed by the surrounding onlookers, and everyone was stunned, they had already guessed something, in the Tianzhu Si Xuantian, Han Yike was suspected of being the soul seed of the Soul Palace, and even killed Xia Quan, right his soul slave, and now in this situation, it should be this Xuandan Sect monk who sacrificed the soul technique, and Huo Fei Cheng was hit by the soul technique, which caused the breath disorder.

Seeing this, the monk, who was originally a little impatient, fell silent again.

This Han Yi is not necessarily a sheep, but may be a wolf that broke into Daqin, this wolf is not easy to deal with, and if he is not careful, he will become a sheep.

At this moment, all the monks brought Han Yi's status to the same level, and even Bao Hanchi, who had just emerged as a murderer, temporarily suppressed the ripples in his heart.

on the field.

When Yuanying returned, Han Yi already let out a soft roar, and at the moment when the other party's Yuanying was injured, Qingping's sword slashed silently, cutting this inferno into two petals, and the heavens and the earth were clear in an instant.

The Flame Banner flew back upside down, and on the Flame Flag, there was a gap, almost cutting the flag in two, only the top one finger was still unbroken.

Huo Feicheng, who re-stabilized his body, caught this spiritual treasure that had been severely injured and transmitted a wailing spirit, and his face was painful and iron-blue.

If this spiritual treasure is to be repaired, the price to be paid will be that even he will have to bleed profusely.

Thinking of this, Huo Feicheng turned his head and stared at Han Yi who was standing high in the air with his sword hanging from his body, the killing intent in his eyes kept rising and falling, and his face was hideous.

But it was only a short breath, and he put away all his expressions again, and he was able to walk to the deputy master of Yanwei Mansion, Huo Feicheng was naturally not stupid.

At the beginning, he shot directly, instead of hiding in the surrounding void like other monks, because the young master of Yanwei Mansion was beheaded by Han Yi in the cave sky, although he was not dead, but he also broke the Supreme Order Immortal Relationship.

This is why he himself has contempt for the monks outside the sect, which is why he made a move with hatred.

And just now, his Yuan Ying was suddenly injured, at that moment, he couldn't even stabilize his body, if the other party wanted to kill himself, it was definitely just a matter of a sword, but the other party didn't do it.

Show mercy?

Of course not, the other party is just afraid of the surrounding monks, and killing himself is equivalent to breaking the face of the Great Qin Nine Mansions, and the surrounding monks, when the time comes, they all have to take action.

Good calculation.

But he has been defeated, the spirit treasure has been damaged, and it is meaningless to stay here again.

Thinking of this, Huo Fei snorted heavily, collected the flame flag, turned around and flew away, not even saying a word about the scene.

The other side.

Bao Hanchi, in the end, pressed down the killing intent in his heart, Huo Lao Ghost couldn't please him, and even Lingbao was hit hard, and he got on it, which was the same result.

Thinking of this, Bao Hanchi took a deep look at Han Yi who was standing in the void on Qingchi Mountain, flashed a trace of regret, turned around and left, and when he left, a thought flashed in his mind, after he went back, he would tell Sheng'er that he must not provoke this Han Yi in the future.

At the same time.

In the surrounding void, the other four monks who had originally arrived here in the Three Halls and Nine Mansions all made the same choice within three breaths and left quickly, without any nostalgia.

The last monk, a monk from the Taiwei Palace, before leaving, glanced at Jin Wang on the heavy halberd, and his eyes were full of fear, this Jin Wang, appearing here, is it his meaning, or the meaning of the Imperial History Palace, or the meaning of His Majesty?

In this, the meaning is different.

However, these are not under the control of the Taiwei Palace.

The other side.

Jin Wangfen wrote hard, and the light in his eyes flowed.

"I saw the sword light cut through the Flame Hell and forced the Flame Banner back."

"But Huo Feicheng is already furious, and he sacrificed the Flame Banner again, stimulated the Prison of Flames, and even blessed the divine power 'Hellfire' in it with the help of spiritual treasures, turning Qingchi Mountain into a hellfire world."

"Xuandan Sect Han Yi, slashed the hellfire with sword light, but the hellfire is endless, and it can't be killed."

"When the hellfire was approaching, Han Yi revealed a strong body, golden light overflowing his body, suspected of the ancient god's body refining spell, but he had not yet cultivated to the ancient god's true body."

"He is a person who is a double cultivator of spirit and body."

"With a strong body, it will shake the hellfire."

The tip of the pen suddenly paused, and a hint of thought flashed in Jin Wang's eyes, but he discarded this thought in an instant and wrote truthfully.

"After three breaths, Han Yi sealed and launched a mysterious soul technique, severely injuring Huo Feicheng, the soul technique is weird, and there is no outward appearance, so it is impossible to determine what kind of soul technique it is."

"In an instant, Huo Fei Chengyuan's infant was injured, Han Yi made the spirit sword, took the opportunity to break through the Prison of Fire, the Flame Banner was greatly damaged, the victory and defeat were divided, Huo Fei Cheng took the flag and retreated, and left suddenly."

"In the realm of Qingchi Mountain, within a hundred miles, the monks of the three halls and nine mansions of the Great Qin have retreated between three breaths."

"There is only one monk, still hidden in the void, and has no intention of retreating."

"Soul Palace, Seventh Hall, Heavenly Burial Hall Elder, Yan Zhan."

Remembering this, Jin Wang stopped his pen, raised his head slightly, looked ahead, and turned into a statue, without the slightest intention of leaving.

And above the Qingchi Palace, Han Yi's divine sense swept through the void and glanced at Jin Wang again, his eyes puzzled.

The imperial history of this imperial history hall, walking in the Great Qin, and even the whole jade heng realm, only makes records, and will not interfere in the grievances between the monks and sects.

But a great cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period was not far from him, and his eyes fell on him, judging from his expression, he didn't seem to want to leave, which made Han Yi also have a solemn face, and he didn't dare to relax.

But.

He thought of something in an instant, and his doubts disappeared.

The fact that the imperial history has not left proves that the matter is not over, that is, there are still great monks around, peeping at themselves.

Thinking of this, Han Yi's eyes were half-narrowed, and in the space in his body, Yuan Ying opened his eyes, and with one blow the most ordinary and direct forbidden soul technique, it spread towards the surrounding void.

It's just an instant, somewhere in a place seven miles away from him, the forbidden soul technique is fed back, and in this area, the forbidden soul is invalid.

Here it is.

Han Yi's eyes looked at this place, and when he thought of something, his face sank.

"Your Excellency is sneaky, it seems that you are not a Great Qin monk, who are you?"

(End of chapter)