Han Yi's eyes flickered, and his murderous aura was condensed.

From Jin Wang's garrison, he deduced that there should be monks around who had not left, so the intention of the monks who had not left could not be more obvious.

And the location where this monk is is impressively the place where he took out the Soul Bell just now, revealing the peeping aura.

Is this purpose-clear? Or is it improvised?

Although Han Yi didn't know, it didn't prevent him from knowing what to do next.

I saw that after he questioned, his face sneered, his hands turned over, and he took out three fourth-order spirit runes from the Qiankun ring, and with a touch of mana, the spirit runes burned into ashes.

These three spirit runes, one is the Five Elements Horror Talisman, which is obtained by Qiu Yao in the Seven Masters of the Black God in the Heavenly Power Realm, and the other is called the Red Moon Immortal Slashing Talisman, which is obtained by the Demon Saint Qiankun Ring in the Heavenly Power Realm, and the last one is called the Barren Sand Celestial Annihilation Talisman, which was obtained by killing a certain Jindan peak monk in the Tianzhu Si Xuantian not long ago.

These three spirit runes are all fourth-order low-grade spirit runes.

As soon as the Five Elements Soul Talisman came out, the Five Elements Soul Energy turned into a five-colored light, and instantly swept over several miles of land, towards the hidden place that Han Yi was aware of, shrouding and falling.

The Red Moon Slashing Immortal Talisman is transformed into a round of crimson treacherous moon, the moon is like a scimitar, treacherous and gloomy, slashing through the space and falling in the air.

The barren sand extinguishing talisman is just activated, and below the pointed area, countless gravels seem to come to life, circling and jumping, and each gravel has life, and its life is only half a breath, and there is only one purpose, that is, destruction.

The gravel is like a bullet, from the bottom up, soaring up, turning into a storm of sand and gravel that reverses the situation, like a rain of sand, but not down, but up.

In an instant, the attacks inspired by the three spirit runes took effect at the same time, and from a distance, the location that Han Yi was pointing to had a treacherous red moon on it, a gravel storm under it, and in the middle, there were five elements of soul energy, triple danger.

More than ten miles away, Jin Wang's condensed body suddenly shook, his eyes brightened again, and even here, he muttered for the first time, although the sound was only audible to him.

"Spirit runes, and there are still three spirit runes when you make a shot, decisive, really decisive."

"Moreover, activating the spirit rune, this Xuandan Sect Han Yi is just promoted to Yuan Infant, and his aura has not decreased much, and his mana is so strong that he is not like a beginner Yuan Infant."

"Moreover, at this moment, he really showed his killing intent, the spirit rune is in front, and the spirit sword is behind, this kind of grasp of battle is already excellent."

Jin Wang picked up the pen, paused again, put down the pen, and continued to watch.

In front of him, the runes had landed in that area, and the roar continued.

The barren sand is endless, the red moon is shattered, and the horror is swept across the space, and the space in that area will be shattered, such as a Jindan monk, even if it is the most powerful Jindan peak, a half-step Yuanying, in this place, the body has long been crushed into powder, and even the divine soul cannot escape.

But Han Yi, who was a few miles away, just sank.

As a matter of fact.

For him, these three spirit runes were just a temptation, because Han Yi knew that he could see him defeat Huo Feicheng, the deputy lord of Yanwei Mansion, head-on, and he had not left, and the person who was still peeping must think that his strength was above Huo Feicheng, that is to say, this hidden monk was definitely in the middle of the Yuan Infant, or even ...... Late infancy.

And no matter what, there are people with ill intentions, peeking around, Han Yi's first move, naturally he wants to blast the other party out first.

Although the fourth-order spirit rune was precious, for him now, it could only be used as a means of temptation.

And at the moment.

Under the spirit rune, a figure finally showed its traces.

This is a middle-aged man with a pale face and no trace of blood, and the breath of the middle-aged man is not like a living person, but more like a dead person.

And this kind of state is very similar to the corpse puppets in the Endless Corpse Domain where Yuan Shun is located that Han Yi once encountered in the Heavenly Power Realm, but those corpse puppets are already part of Yuan Shun's internal space, that is, part of the Endless Corpse Domain, and in front of him, this corpse puppet-like monk is a certain strange state of self-cultivation.

Although this middle-aged monk was forced to appear, his face was staring at Han Yi deadly, and he didn't hide it anymore, revealing a greedy look.

As it walked through the desolate sands, a dead gray light emanated from its hands, and the approaching gravel, the short life it had been given, died in an instant, and the gravel with bullet-like speed lost all kinetic energy in an instant, stopped, and then, brushed down, and returned to the ground.

And the broken red moon also lost its color in an instant, from crimson to white, and then shattered into endless powder, floating in the wind, strangely retreating, and the sky was clear.

On the other side, the frightened soul that swept across was even more invisible, turned into tangible, into a five-color wheel, just a slight pinch, the five-color wheel made a tangible clicking sound, shattered into a very fast, fell down, in mid-air, and a slight shock, returned to the formless, turned into soul energy, and scattered.

In a split second.

The three fourth-order spirit runes, not even a breath, were already in front of the middle-aged monk, and there was no trace.

Han Yi's pupils shrank, but in his heart, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

This middle-aged monk, he knew, or to be precise, in Xia Quan's soul shadow, there was the memory of this monk.

The seventh sect of the Soul Palace, the elder of the Heavenly Burial Palace, Yan Zhan.

And what made Han Yi breathe a sigh of relief was that although this Yan Zhan was in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, he was also a deep level of seniority, but he was far from the late Yuan Infant Period.

It's not the late Yuan Infant period, so Han Yi is naturally fearless.

However, the other party is a Soul Hall monk, and the cultivation technique is a soul technique, and the soul technique of the Heavenly Burial Hall is even more strange and unpredictable, many of them are related to death, no wonder, the first feeling that this middle-aged monk gave Han Yi was like a corpse puppet.

"It turned out to be the Heavenly Burial Hall, Elder Yan Zhan, what's the matter, Elder Yan was injured last time, has it already healed?"

Han Yi sneered and spoke.

The content of what he said was also something in Xia Quan's soul shadow.

More than ten years ago, Xia Quan Lian Jiuding Sect was really passed on as a soul slave, triggering a war between the two holy lands, when Yan Zhan was blocked by a late Yuan Infant elder of the Jiuding Sect, almost died, after escaping, he hid in a certain soul hall and practiced for a long time before recovering.

And as soon as these words came out, Yan Zhan's face sank, and his pale face was even more terrifying, and in his eyes, the corpse qi surged, and he was shocked.

"Xuandan Sect, Han Yi?"

"The thing on your waist is the spiritual treasure of my soul hall, hand it over obediently, I can spare your life, otherwise, I will train you into a soul puppet, and the infant will be trapped in the burial soul space, suffering endless suffering, unable to survive, unable to die."

A few miles away, Han Yi, who was in a-for-tat manner, smiled.

"Elder Yan, I am the soul seed of Tiangang Palace, and I have already fallen the soul seal of the Soul Palace, so you are not afraid that the hall master of Tiangang Hall will detain your Yuan Ying and throw you into the Tiangang Tower?"

"Besides, now that I've been promoted to Yuanying, you old guy, if you find it, will you be sent to death?"

When he said the first sentence, Han Yi still sneered, and when he said the second sentence, his face was already solemn, and the hidden murderous aura had exploded.

Although Yan Zhan's face remained unchanged, he was already shocked in his heart, although he was sure that Han Yi was not a soul species, but Tiangang Hall was the first hall of the Soul Palace, and the rules were not the same as the other twelve halls, in case this Han Yi had really fallen into the soul seal of the Soul Palace, recorded in the book, and he would take action against it and provoke the elders of the Soul Hall or even the Lord of the Soul Palace, it would be a big disaster for himself.

In the Tiangang Pagoda, there were two gods of power, and it is rumored that even if it is a god, in it, they are all wailing endlessly, neither life nor death.

But.

Han Yi's second sentence made his face gloomy.

Yuan Ying's lifespan can reach a thousand years old, and Yan Zhan is already more than 700 years old, and in the past hundreds of years, countless battles have tempered his keen sense of smell.

After being frightened and gloomy, he reacted immediately.

No matter what Han Yi said in front of him, he would make a move, so why bother to make such a move, talk in vain, capture it, take the mourning bell, and press it to Tiangang Palace, so that you can know whether what Han Yi said is true or false.

And he is absolutely merit to the Soul Palace.

Peeling back the cocoon and seeing the essence is the most direct, simplest, and most effective, and the best solution for yourself.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhan's face returned to calm, and a few miles away, Han Yi saw this, and also knew that the advantage of his tongue could not control the battle situation after all, so he simply didn't say more.

Both sides, after a simultaneous meal, attacked at the same time.

Yan Zhan had seen Han Yi fight against Huo Feicheng, and knew that Han Yi not only cultivated a certain Soul Hall inheritance, but also knew that Han Yi had a dual cultivation of the spirit body, and even knew that Han Yi was a sword cultivator with powerful attack power.

Therefore, he did not have a contempt for it, as soon as he came up, he directly sacrificed the spiritual treasure, expanded the spiritual treasure space, and blessed the supernatural powers, as soon as he came up, he went all out.

I saw him wave his hand gently, and a white picture scroll appeared in mid-air, and then, the picture scroll suddenly opened, rapidly expanded, and turned dozens of kilometers into another space.

Lingbao, Heavenly Burial Soul Puppet Diagram.

And in the space where the Heavenly Burial Soul Puppet unfolded, the supernatural power was also activated.

Before, Huo Feicheng's Flame Banner was unfolded into the Hell of Flame, and the Hellfire Divine Power was blessed, but now, after Yan Zhan's Heavenly Burial Soul Puppet Diagram was unfolded, it was...... Soul Burial Space.

And its supernatural power is: soul puppet.

In the burial soul space, gray-white figures emerged, these figures were all monks killed by Yan Zhan, detained their souls, refined their bodies, and turned them into their own soul puppets.

Heavenly burial soul puppet diagram, burial soul space, supernatural soul puppet.

Han Yi's face sank.

Today's two battles let him know that the Yuan Infant Monk with spiritual treasures and supernatural powers has a different way of fighting than the Jindan Monk.

The average monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant has few spiritual treasures, although they have magical powers, but they are only powerful skills and spells, but most of the monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant have spiritual treasures, and they are blessed with magical powers in the spiritual treasures, and the spiritual treasures increase their magical powers, and their power and combat methods have undergone a new change.

Although Han Yi had used soul magic to repel Huo Feicheng before, he was not sure if this soul technique was effective against Yan Zhan, after all, the other party was also proficient in soul art, and he would not use it unless he had to.

After all, in the soul slave space, he took the summer spring, and if he was taken away, everything he had would belong to the other party.

When the thought surged, dozens of soul puppets were already approaching, Han Yi did not panic, the Qingping Sword that had always hung in front of him swept out in an instant, slashed sideways, and slashed many soul puppets one by one.

These soul puppets are not pure Divine Soul Primal Infants, but the deep combination of Divine Soul Primordial Infant and physical body, it is Yan Zhan, who refined it with the secret technique of the Heavenly Burial Palace, and endowed it with a supernatural power 'Soul Puppet', so that he has the strange ability to attack both the physical body and the Divine Soul Primordial Infant at the same time.

But.

Useless.

Han Yi's soul slashing secret technique is attached to Qingping's sword, whether it is a divine soul primordial infant or a physical body, it can be killed in one go.

When he found out this, Han Yi smiled, he had been thinking too much before, the other party was a soul hall cultivator, and the last thing he was afraid of was a soul attack, as long as he didn't use his own soul slave space, so that the other party could take advantage of it, he could be invincible.

Come to think of it.

Han Yi took out the Demon Suppression Sword and the Spring and Autumn Sword again, and the three swords moved together, turning into a storm of sword light, setting off a storm of destruction in this burial soul space.

Countless soul puppets dissolved under the sword light, whether it was the flesh or the soul primordial infant, they were all beheaded one by one.

Among them, most of them are Jindan, and there are only seven Yuan Infant Soul Puppets, of which six are in the early Yuan Infant period and one is in the middle Yuan Infant stage.

And in the burial soul space, every soul puppet can perform a solidified soul technique.

This belongs to the siege, such as an ordinary pre-infant monk, he has already been beheaded under the strange soul attack and physical attack.

As everyone knows.

What Han Yi is not afraid of is the siege.

At this moment, in the space in his body, Yuan Ying was wearing armor, and in addition to the armor, there was a soul sword array, which was Han Yi's experience against the enemy, with offense as defense and multiple defenses.

But he thought too much.

The soul art of the outside world basically can't break through his own soul sword formation, and his own imperial sword weapon, attached to the soul slashing, can kill the soul puppet that can be reunited in the flesh and the soul can be reunited.

It's just three breaths.

In the burial soul space, there are only two early-stage soul puppets left, one mid-primordial soul puppet, while the other soul puppets that have reunited in the flesh have not moved.

This scene.

Yan Zhan's face changed greatly.

"Soul Slashing?"

"Your major in soul art is soul slashing."

But in an instant, it was gloomy again, for him, the golden pill was damaged, and the Yuan Infant was hard to find, in this battle, he had already damaged the four Yuan Infant Soul Puppets, which was already a big loss, and he must be on Han Yi to get this loss back.

"Hmph."

"However, knowing that your major is soul slashing, it will be easy to deal with."

I saw Yan Zhan's thoughts move, and the mid-Yuan Infant Soul puppet standing in the burial soul space had his eyes wide open, gray light, fan-shaped, and he was wiped out.

A strange soul attack, along with this surging light, fell on Han Yi's body.

Seeing this, Han Yi was already vigilant, but the speed of the light was too fast, and he only moved half of his body sideways, and the light had already reached his body, and then, he trembled slightly.

In the space inside him, before Yuan Ying, a gray light appeared in an instant, and then, with a push forward, the formation spread out, and the soul sword shattered.

Then, he was already approaching Han Yi Yuanying.

But Han Yi had already prepared, Yan Zhan thought that he was majoring in divine soul cultivation and soul slashing, but he didn't know that because of the existence of the proficiency panel, all his soul techniques could reach the strongest level in an instant, and there was no shortcoming.

I saw him point forward heavily, and his soul fell into gray light in an instant.

The light was visibly dull to the naked eye, and the speed was getting slower and slower, and finally, when it reached a foot in front of Yuan Ying's body, it had completely stopped, and then, as if the ice and snow had met a raging fire, it slowly melted.

Although its ablation speed was not fast, it was much slower than the previous Han Yi soul decay and fell on top of the other monks' divine souls, but this kind of ablation was firm and irreversible.

Three breaths.

After three breaths, this light had completely turned into nothingness, and Han Yi's Yuan Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

Speaking of which.

His soul technique at the moment, the most powerful, is still the five doors cultivated by the Nine Soul Tower, as for the inheritance from Xia Quan, the Earth Demon Palace, the Nine Soul Destroying Bell, what is shown is not strong, even the strongest Earth Demon Soul Sword, it is only a return to the basics, and there is still one step away from the transcendent sainthood, and the other three minor soul techniques, the Nine Soul Destroying Seal, the Forbidden Soul Technique and the Soul Destroying Bell, are only at the level of returning to the basics for the first time.

However, as long as the inheritance of the Nine Soul Destroying Bell is cultivated to the transcendent sanctification, these four soul techniques will be brought into the transcendent sanctification and reach the peak in an instant.

This is the proficiency panel, where the cultivation of soul art is against the sky.

Now.

On Qingchi Mountain, the soul technique, the soul puppet that had been transformed into a supernatural power, fell on Han Yi's body, Han Yi was motionless for an instant, and Yan Zhan finally showed a smile.

In his own soul puppet, Han Yi's life and death are already in his own hands, and next, whether it is the mourning bell or all of Han Yi's, they will become his own nutrients and help him take a step towards the late Yuan Infant stage.

But it was only three breaths, and it was the three sword weapons that had stopped, whistling by, killing the only remaining three-headed soul puppets in the burial soul space, and killing them on the spot, even the only one of the mid-Yuan Infant soul puppets that he had obtained in the past hundreds of years was killed by the Qingping Sword, and the body and the Yuan Infant who were imprisoned and controlled were all destroyed.

The smile on Yan Zhan's face froze, and in an instant, it had turned into monstrous anger.

But.

When the anger was undecided, I saw a sword swept up, slashed horizontally, and cut the soul burial space that had no soul puppet into two, and the soul burial space that was split into two pieces returned to the heavenly burial soul puppet diagram, but this spiritual treasure was already split into two petals and fell down.

This scene, on Qingchi Mountain, was repeated twice in one day, the last time it was the Flame Flag, and this time it was the Heavenly Burial Soul Puppet Diagram.

At the same time.

Han Yi, who was making Qingping with all his might, his eyes were bright, he already knew that a rare opportunity was coming, he did not hesitate, picked up the mourning bell on his waist, and his soul energy surged, fell into the mourning bell, and shook it heavily.

This spiritual treasure, after all, has not yet been refined, before the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, that blow was not easy, and this time, it made his Yuan Ying injured, and it was fed back into the body, and the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, and he was already injured.

But Han Yi's eyes suddenly brightened.

Then, he shook it again, and his soul energy breath descended, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and Yuan Ying escaped from his body for the first time, and several soul decay techniques had been sacrificed one after another.

The other side.

Qingping's sword is sick, and the mourning bell rings.

All the soul puppets were beheaded, the spirit treasure cracked and fell, Yan Zhan, who looked incredulous, was already terrified, and even suffered a backlash, his breath instantly withered, and what caught his eyes was a long sword that swept forward.

He was about to sacrifice other spells to block this sword, but he found a roar that fell into his head, shaking his Yuan Ying to lose his composure, and when he reacted, only one word flashed in his mind, 'Soul Bell'.

Then.

Burst!

Qingping's sword slashed, and the huge head flipped and rose to the sky.

To be done.

The mourning bell rang again, and the primordial infant who had escaped from the headless body shook instantly, and his eyes were even more dull.

If Han Yi completely sacrificed the Soul Bell, with this blow, Yan Zhan's Yuan Infant would have to be completely destroyed here, but Han Yi only forcibly activated the Soul Bell, and it was not easy to exert the power of this spirit treasure.

Just when Yan Zhan Yuanying was attacked by the Soul Bell and half of his soul energy was already scattered, there was another attack, and the Yuanying who escaped from Han Yi's body crossed several miles and landed on top of Yan Zhan Yuanying.

The Yuan Baby, who had lost his mind, had already come back to his senses, and an exclamation sounded in an instant.

"Soul decay."

"It's soul decay."

"Near-immortal soul technique, you, you actually know this soul technique."

Yan Zhan, who was only the Yuan Infant left, had no anger, but only horror.

He didn't hesitate any longer, Yuan Ying got up and was about to leave.

But it was too late.

In a split second.

Another soul declined to the Yuan Infant, and then, the second, and third......

And the sword that cut off his flesh also turned back and slashed down fiercely.

Kill the soul and fall again.

Yuan Ying was stunned and turned around with difficulty, but only half of his body was turned, and he had completely dissolved between heaven and earth, and there was no trace.

The sky above the Qingchi Palace.

The light in Han Yi's eyes gradually went out, and his breath plummeted.

And this battle.

He was in the body of the first Jin Yuanying, on Qingchi Mountain, beheading the elders of the Heavenly Burial Palace, Yan Zhan in the middle of the Yuanying Dynasty, this one thing is bound to spread, and the storm caused is by no means unusual.

But he didn't care, he didn't deliberately make a name for himself, and he didn't deliberately hide it.

I saw him beckoning lightly, recalling the Heavenly Burial Soul Puppet that fell down and split into two petals, and the Qiankun Ring on Yan Zhan's headless body, and then, he took a deep look at Jin Wang, who was more than ten miles away, and didn't dare to stop again.

Release the fairy boat and head south.

Next......

Return.

(End of chapter)