Visible to the eye.

The immortal mountains are stacked, the immortal qi is vientiane, the fairy palace is heavy, and the fairy palace is endless.

Han Yi's heart shook wildly, the Beidou Realm, the seven great worlds, he had experienced three, Yuheng, Tianquan, and Shaking Light, but no matter which one it was, it was far from such a grand occasion.

And combined with the Taixu Immortal Hunt he had experienced, Han Yi already had a further guess about the vast and boundless Immortal Dao Atmosphere in front of him, that is, the place he was in at this moment should be located in a certain Broken Immortal Realm.

And the endless immortal realm in front of him is naturally the scene of 100,000 years ago, when the Great Luo Immortal Realm was not broken.

The virtual realm where the projection fell turned out to be a certain Broken Immortal Realm, which Han Yi never expected. Moreover, looking at the scale of this dojo, the origin of this broken immortal realm is absolutely amazing.

In addition, Han Yi looked at the fact that in this dojo, the fairy palace, the fairy hall, the fairy tower, and the fairy tower, none of them were damaged and intact, and it was not like the scene of nine out of nine collapses in the Eternal Immortal City, this scene also made Han Yi's heart throb.

"Where the hell is this?"

This is the second time in his heart, this doubt has emerged, and this question, he is naturally referring to this broken immortal realm, where is it located, and what is the origin?

Even, because he was so shocked, Han Yiyou didn't fully believe that in the blink of an eye, he had stepped from the Yuheng Realm into a mysterious Broken Immortal Realm.

Because he did not pass through the Two Realms Mountains in the middle of the way, this was different from his cognition.

However, after taking a kick before, the changes in light and shadow that he experienced and the scene where he was dragged down when he appeared, were the same as those he experienced when he was in the Eternal Immortal City, and at present, he deduced that he was in the Broken Immortal Realm, and this Broken Immortal Realm was much higher than the Broken Immortal Realm when he was in the Eternal Immortal City.

He took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the turbid air, calming himself down first, and then, without trying to move his body, at this moment, his position was a certain immortal peak that was not a high danger, the front he was looking at, endless distant land, endless immortal atmosphere, silent, not to mention immortals, even ordinary monks, they couldn't see one, this scene was extremely wrong, which made Han Yi vigilant.

After two full hours, reining in his divergent thoughts and slightly adapting to the coercion of this Broken Immortal Realm, Han Yi became vigilant, holding the Qingping Sword in his hand, and walked towards the Immortal Peak, walking in the direction of the split sword sensed by the Qingping Sword.

As far as he is concerned, if this sword weapon can be fused with another split sword and promoted to a spirit treasure, then his combat power will definitely skyrocket in a short period of time.

Moreover, after taking a step, from the Yuheng Realm to this Broken Immortal Realm, Han Yi found that the split sword that Qingping Sword had passed on, and the split sword it sensed was even more firm, and there should be no mistakes, while the New Year Candle Token, which originally emitted a red glow like fire, was no longer abnormal, and it regained its calm.

Han Yi couldn't figure out why the Year Candle Token was silent again, but the matter had come to this point, even if the Year Candle Token changed again, he would still choose to find Qingping Sword first and improve his strength.

Along the direction of induction, Han Yi walked very slowly at the beginning, even like a mortal, cautious to the extreme.

But two days later, Han Yi saw that there was nothing abnormal, so he gradually increased his speed, although in this dojo, because the coercion rules were much stronger than the Eternal Immortal City, he couldn't even fly, but with the power of mana and physical body, his speed was also extremely fast.

In addition, this dojo is too big, although the divine sense does not dare to spread and explore, but before on the immortal peak, just as far as the eye can see, there are at least dozens of miles, all of which belong to the dojo, and now, after walking for two days, although he passed through many huge palaces along the way, Han Yi did not dare to enter rashly, but avoided them all, and only passed in the outside world.

This dojo is full of weirdness, and he can't afford to be careless.

The speed is getting faster, Han Yi's body is like electricity, running in the dojo, although his momentum is strong, but his voice is not loud, and his breath is almost 'nothing', which is the embodiment of his disfiguration technique to the extreme.

On the fourth day after he entered the dojo, sensing Qingping's split sword, he ran wildly near a huge immortal hall, suddenly, he noticed something, his face changed wildly, and he stopped suddenly, and then, in a flash, he appeared next to an inconspicuous side hall, found a hidden corner, silently pressed against the wall, turned into a statue, and did not move.

At the next moment when he hid his figure, eight figures, a few miles in front of him, a huge immortal palace in the core of this palace group, fled one after another, and at this time, Han Yi saw that the door of the huge immortal palace opened a gap for people to enter and exit.

The eight figures that swept out, their speed was extremely fast, and the breath on their bodies, under the full force of the escape, was no longer hidden, not far away, Han Yi could still see clearly, the faces of these monks were either frightened, or ecstatic, or crazy, and so on.

Han Yi's heart trembled, because judging from the breath, these eight figures, the weakest, were all Yuanying, running two in front, their speed was extremely fast, and the breath on their bodies made Han Yi even more frightened, and it was the late cultivation of Yuanying.

After a cursory analysis, this is a powerful team composed of two late Yuan Infant Monks, three Yuan Infant Middle Stage, and three Yuan Infant Monks, and looking at their expressions, in an instant, Han Yi already had a guess that this group of Yuan Infant Monks, by some means, opened the gate of this Immortal Palace, sneaked into it, and obtained spiritual objects that made them ecstatic, and then, when they encountered danger, they fled away in panic.

Between the lightning and flint, Han Yi's thoughts rose and fell, and he had already speculated on this conjecture.

However, not to mention that there is danger, even if there is no danger, knowing that the gate of the Immortal Palace can enter and exit, Han Yi will not enter it for the time being, for him, the top priority is to find Qingping's sword, fuse and transform, so that Qingping can be promoted to Lingbao, at that time, his own strength will also rise sharply, and in case of danger again, there will be more room for maneuver.

Looking at the eight figures, it was already in the blink of an eye, escaping for several miles, Han Yi looked at the gate of the Immortal Palace suspiciously, this pursuer, can't he leave the palace?

But in the next moment, his face changed, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Reflected in his eyes, a figure that was not very strong had suddenly appeared in front of the Immortal Palace, and with Han Yi's eyesight, he couldn't detect at all whether this monk came out of the Immortal Palace or from somewhere, and his speed was like teleportation.

This is a monk wearing a cyan robe, a young monk, carrying a cyan sword.

What shocked Han Yi even more was that this young monk was not standing on the ground, but suspended in front of the palace.

"Avatar? Or is it a half-immortal? Or is it an immortal? ”

A thought flashed in Han Yi's heart, this place was weird, but those monks in the late Yuan Infant period just now couldn't fly, Han Yi naturally speculated that only monks above the god level could fly here with their strong strength.

As soon as the thought fell, Han Yi saw this young monk, went to his hiding place, glanced at him, Han Yi looked at each other, and his heart palpitated instantly.

What kind of eyes are these, so cold that they are almost emotionless, and unexpected, and there is no killing intent, as if the soul in this shell is not a human being, but a puppet, and this puppet operates according to certain rules.

Han Yi was frightened, he already knew that he had been discovered by this green-robed monk, and he was about to flee for his life, but in the next moment, he stopped again, because the green-robed monk who was suspended in front of the open first-line immortal palace had already waved his hand gently, and the cyan long sword behind his back made even Han Yi unable to see the trajectory.

While the thought was beating, Han Yi had already thought of something, and turned his head suddenly, looking at the eight Yuan Infant Monks who were miles away, and when he saw it clearly, a cold air instantly swept from the soles of his feet along his legs, back and spine, up to his head, and straight up to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, making him feel cold all over his body, and even at this moment, even the aura that was lowered by the disguise technique was shocked to the extreme, and there were slight fluctuations.

The reason why it was so frightened and shaking was because at this moment, a few miles away, the eight Yuanying Monks were enveloped by a thick cyan air current, and above the air flow, there was a cyan long sword hanging high in the air.

No.

It was not the air flow, but the sword qi that was unleashed by this long sword.

The cyan sword qi was extremely thick, and it fell like a cover, covering the eight-yuan baby, or, to put it another way, this cover was derived from the sword qi into a near-realm sword qi space.

In that sword qi space, the eight Yuanying monks rose up to resist, and the half-step spirit treasure, the breath of the spirit treasure, soared into the sky, but they were completely unable to break through this sword qi world, and the desperate roar came to an abrupt end.

It's just half a breath, and there is no one in the sword qi world, and even the Qiankun ring and the main battle spirit treasure on the bodies of these eight primordial babies are all under the cyan sword qi, turning into powder, and then becoming nothingness, disappearing in this world.

However, there were three items, but they emitted a light of different colors, suspended in the cyan sword qi, undamaged, not close to each other, Han Yi didn't dare to look at it more, just a glance, he withdrew his gaze.

And it was this glance, his eyes were already dripping with blood, and the cyan sword qi was actually several miles away, even he couldn't bear it, burning his eyes, if he faced the sword light, Han Yi felt that he would not be spared.

A few miles away, the cyan long sword, with a slight shock, the sword qi dissipated, and the three spiritual objects soared into the sky.

The young man in the green robe beckoned gently, and was a few miles away, ready to ingest these three spiritual objects that exuded spiritual light.

Han Yi was already preparing to escape, no matter what, this young monk was so terrifying, at least he was a god, and even a half-immortal who was stronger than a god, and he couldn't allow Han Yi to linger any longer.

But just as he stood up suddenly, all of a sudden, it was already a rebirth.

The three spiritual objects that crossed the sky were instantly pulled away in three directions by several terrifying suction forces, and then, in the surroundings, the three figures instantly burst out, grabbed the spiritual objects in their hands, and put them into the space in their bodies, and then, swept away, and fled in three directions.

When the rabbit falls, it is already gone in an instant.

Han Yi was shocked again.

"The one on the left, I've seen it in the Soul Shadow, it's one of the seven major forces of the Human Race in the Heavenly Power Realm, the Heavenly Phoenix Dao Monarch of the Qianyuan Sect."

"The one on the right, wearing a four-color python robe, is very likely to be the new prince of the town of Daqian, Pang Sheng."

"The one in front, judging by his appearance, is not the god of the Yuheng Realm, he should be the same as the Heavenly Phoenix Daojun, he is the god of the other six realms."

At a glance, the thought flickered, Han Yi had a guess, and his heart shook again, he didn't expect that there were three gods lurking around here, the water here was too deep, no matter what those three spiritual objects were, no matter what spiritual objects were in this huge immortal palace, they were definitely not something that Han Yi could set foot in.

He didn't hesitate any longer, he fled wildly, and ran wildly outward, after three breaths, he subconsciously glanced at the top of his head, and saw that the young man in the green robe was already holding a spiritual object, from the top of his head, across the sky.

Han Yi saw the spiritual object clearly, his pupils shrank, that spiritual object should have been obtained by the Heavenly Phoenix Daojun, in this way, doesn't it mean that the Heavenly Phoenix Daojun, in just three breaths, has been beheaded by the blue-robed young man under the sword?

So easily, this green-robed monk is by no means an ordinary god, and even, it is very likely to be a half-immortal, as for the immortal, Han Yi also has this thought, but he feels that it should not be, if it is an immortal, at that moment just now, the three gods who dared to snatch food should have been beheaded.

The level difference is too far, and Han Yi is not even vague and uncertain about his conjecture and speculation.

In just an instant, he suppressed all his thoughts and ran wildly, his heart almost beating to his throat.

This long-lost feeling has not been seen for many years, and the last time, it was still swallowed by the Heaven Devouring Demon God, swallowed into the internal space, and it was time to shake the light realm.

After a full hour, Han Yi stopped, the sound of his chest pounding, even he couldn't suppress it for the time being, took a deep breath, and gradually calmed down his beating heart.

But even if he calmed down and got out of danger, Han Yi's face still became heavy.

Dangerous.

It's too dangerous.

In the scene just now, it is more appropriate to say that the yuan baby is not as good as a dog, even the god was beheaded in a few breaths, and he couldn't afford to turn over the slightest wind and waves.

At the same time, the doubts in Han Yi's heart surfaced one after another.

"Where is this?"

This is the third time he has doubted, this time, what he is puzzled about is that the green-robed monk, it seems, should be similar to the role of a guard, in this broken immortal realm, not only the immortal palace and immortal hall are lined up, intact, but there are also guards, and this green-robed guard, the strength is too terrifying, even the god can't go three breaths, and then falls silently.

In addition, 100,000 years have passed since the Great Luo Immortal Realm was shattered, and this young man in the green robe has survived for 100,000 years.

But how is this possible?

In the classics of the Yuheng world, the true monarch has a longevity of one thousand, and the god has a longevity of three thousand, and he is promoted to a half-immortal, and he has not survived the immortal tribulation, and his longevity can be nearly 10,000, and he has survived the immortal tribulation and become a true immortal.

This young man in a green robe can survive for 100,000 years, could he have guessed wrong, this is really a true immortal?

But the strength of this true immortal is inevitably too weak, and it actually made the god cultivator take away the spiritual object from his hands?

Han Yi shook his head secretly, there are too many secrets that he doesn't know, his own conjectures, and too many elements are missing, it is no longer speculation, but crankiness.

In the early stage of effective speculation, there are enough factors, to push four with three, or to make up for ten with eight, which is reasonable, and the accuracy is high, such as only three, missing seven, let the inference ten, then the final result is absolutely the opposite.

After calming down again, Han Yi held the Qingping Sword in his hand and continued to walk towards the direction of the induction, but after only half an hour, he quickly hid again, because high in the air, a few miles away, there was already another green-robed monk, swept across the sky, this green-robed monk did not look young, but middle-aged, and his eyes exuded cyan light, as if he was exploring something.

Han Yi tried his best to lower his breath, but he always felt that the crisis was approaching, and the cold hair stood upside down, just when the green-robed monk arrived a mile away, the crisis felt the top, and his heart suddenly moved, no longer hiding his breath, between the changes in his breath, but letting his breath blend into the coercion of this dojo, and the breath of the palace wall next to him was the same.

Magical powers, easy to form.

Really.

After the change in breath, the sense of crisis on Han Yi's body instantly decreased, and high in the air, the blue-robed monk who flew away to patrol crossed the air, paused slightly, as if he had doubts, but after some exploration, he still swept by quickly and did not fall.

"Thankfully, I escaped." Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, a few miles behind him, more than a dozen breaths broke out in an instant.

Thundered.

The sword qi was in the air, soaring down, and a monk who exuded the power of a brilliant god, its ever-increasing aura came to an abrupt end, and his body fell.

In an instant, more than a dozen breaths, no longer confrontational, scattered in all directions.

Han Yi was stunned, and was ready to continue to flee forward, but he stopped suddenly, and he sensed a familiar aura in the dozen or so scattered breaths.

His face hesitated slightly, but he instantly made up his mind, because the breath he sensed was obviously a one-sided relationship, one of the eight great sects of the Great Qian, the owner of the White Jade Building, the White Jade True Monarch, and the White Jade Cliff.

On the one hand, he still owes a lot of favors to Bai Yulou, and on the other hand, this dojo, and even this broken immortal realm, is too terrifying and mysterious, Han Yi needs to increase his understanding, other monks, he naturally can't believe it, but if it is Bai Yu Zhenjun, he still trusts it.

Thinking of this, he chased after him, the speed was extremely fast, but compared to Bai Yu Zhenjun, he was still a line slower, and just when Han Yi wanted to give up, the aura of Bai Yu Zhenjun that he sensed turned around sharply and rushed towards him.

Han Yi's face was awe-inspiring, he had already dodged, hiding in the hidden place of a relatively inconspicuous side hall, and when the White Jade True Monarch approached wildly, his divine sense came out, and only a voice was transmitted by swaying.

"Baiyu Zhenjun, I am Han Yi of Xuandan Sect, believe me, hide here, I have a way."

This was all Han Yi could do, if Bai Yu Zhenjun didn't trust him, then he wouldn't expose himself and put himself in danger.

However, a generation of legendary monks, the owner of Bai Yulou, Bai Yuya, was quite courageous, and he didn't even hesitate, he instantly turned around and rushed towards Han Yi.

Han Yi's face was solemn, and when his body was close to a hundred meters of him, his mana was already surging, and he pointed out.

Magical powers, easy to form.

This supernatural power transformed from the disguise technique can not only act on himself, but also on other creatures, Han Yi once did experiments in the back mountain of Xuandan Sect, turning a monkey into a giant bear and a big tree into a monkey, so that his breath expands and exudes the aura of the gods.

Magical powers, easy to form.

The magic power of this change has been out of the category of illusion, close to Zhou Tian's change of magic, and it is not far from the immortal art, and this magic power can act on himself and others, which is also the main reason why Han Yi dared to call Bai Yuya over.

Under this finger, the aura on Bai Yuya's body, with the majesty of this dojo, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, but he immediately reacted, suppressed all the other changes in his body, and his body was hidden under the wall, if he didn't see it in person, he would think that he was this dojo, a part of the wall of this side hall.

At this moment, the two of them were less than twenty meters apart, but they both had a tacit understanding that they didn't have words, and they didn't even dare to probe out their divine senses.

Just in the second breath after the change of the white jade cliff's breath, a green-robed monk swept through the sky, Han Yi raised his gaze and saw this monk clearly, his pupils shook slightly.

Third place.

This green-robed monk is different from the two he has seen before, in appearance, but his clothes and swords are quite the same.

The previous speculation has more corroboration.

These green-robed monks should be the guards of this dojo, but even the guards are so strong, in the snap of their fingers, they capture and kill the gods, and they are extremely terrifying.

After a long time of incense, Bai Yuya dared to transmit the sound with his divine sense, but in the transmission, he was not shocked, only sighed.

"Han Yi..., Han Daoyou, I didn't expect you to enter the Qingxuan Dojo as well."

Han Yi's heart was shocked, this 'Qingxuan Dojo' already showed that Bai Yuya knew much more than him, he thought about it, and the voice responded: "Bai Yu Daoyou, I entered this place from the Void Projection a few days ago, and I listened to the words of Daoist friends. Qingxuan Dojo, you should know a lot, can you tell us? ”

Bai Yuya did not hesitate, and calmly transmitted: "Han Daoyou rejected Dong Chang's invitation, and did not participate in the Beidou Immortal Meeting, if you want to come, you can only enter this Qingxuan Dojo through projection, rest assured, now, this is no longer a secret matter, inform Han Daoyou, there is no choice." ”

As soon as Bai Yuya's words fell, many thoughts appeared in Han Yi's heart.

Who is Dong Chang?

An invitation to the Big Dipper? Could it be referring to Dong Hou?

Bai Yuya knows about the Beidou Immortal Society, is he a member of the Beidou Immortal Palace? Then what does this Broken Immortal Realm have to do with the Big Dipper Immortal Society?

Where is this Qingxuan Dojo?

As soon as the thought came to mind, he was suppressed by Han Yi one by one, waiting for Bai Yuya to explain.

(End of chapter)