The silvery-white metal blade, which looked like a long, narrow blade that had shattered, glowed with cold light.

In the palace, this lifeless Taoist should have been killed by this sword light, and even his soul was annihilated on the spot.

Combined with what Tai Yuan said just now, there was a wisp of the breath of the Heavenly Demon Halberd here, and Han Yi speculated that this shattered blade was most likely a fragment of the so-called Heavenly Demon Halberd.

"Senior Taiyuan, the wisp of the Heavenly Demon Halberd you are talking about is the metal fragment inserted above the Daoist's head?" Han Yi asked inwardly.

This time, Taiyuan was not silent, but responded slowly with an inexplicable emotional tone:

"That's right, it's a fragment of the Heavenly Demon Halberd, it should be a fragment of the tip of the halberd."

"Even the Heavenly Demon Halberd has been shattered, it seems that the Heavenly Demon Old Ghost has really fallen."

Han Yi was shocked, as he expected, the Heavenly Demon Old Ghost in Taiyuan's mouth should be the Heavenly Demon Dao Ancestor, and the Heavenly Demon Halberd is the Dao weapon of the Heavenly Demon Dao Ancestor, and the immortals who can be killed by the fragments of the Dao weapon are definitely not ordinary immortals.

The lifelike Taoist in front of him, in ancient times, must have been a big man, and probably the worst was also the Taiyi Realm Immortal Monarch, and even, it might be the Great Luo Realm Immortal Venerable.

Such a character, even if he is dead, can easily crush himself with just a wisp of residual power.

He took a few steps back and reached the position of the temple gate, ready to cross the threshold and leave, but in his mind, Tai Yuan's voice sounded again.

"Your sword art has reached the level of immortal art, although I don't know how you did it, but if you can get this halberd tip, such as a sword, it will be able to be used as a killer weapon."

"The opportunity is given to you, seize it yourself."

The old man's voice stopped there, and fell silent again.

And in Han Yi's eyes, he was obviously hesitant, and after just a breath, he decided to give it a try, as Taiyuan said, this is a great opportunity, it is a fragment of the Dao weapon, its own material is special, if you really get this fragment, it will be a hole card for yourself.

Han Yi's mind moved, and with a plan, he first withdrew from this palace, and then took out a fifth-order spirit rune, this spirit rune was obtained by killing several god-transforming monks in Taiqiu Immortal Lake at that time, called Qianyuan Shocking Divine Rune.

The mana melted into the talisman, the spirit rune turned into nothingness, swept forward, and the void suddenly made a shock, falling on the Taoist in the palace.

What surprised Han Yi was.

In just an instant, the Dao person turned into nothingness as if he did not exist in the world, and even the powder did not exist.

When!

The pieces of broken metal fell down, making a crisp metal crashing sound.

It's that simple?

Han Yi raised his eyebrows, a little incredulous, a Taoist corpse that was very likely to be Taiyi Immortal Monarch or even Da Luo Immortal Venerable, just like this, turned into nothingness in front of his eyes.

As everyone knows.

If the person in front of him fell in other ways, the trace of external power left after his death could make Han Yi's soul annihilated, but this person died under the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd, and his body and soul were actually all under the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd, and there was only one thought left.

That's right, the lifelike Daoist that Han Yi saw was actually just the last thought, and this thought could maintain its image for a long period of 100,000 years.

Not to mention the fifth-order spirit rune, even if it is a third-order or even a second-order spirit rune, as long as an external force intervenes, the image derived from this thought will dissipate.

Han Yi shook it lightly and walked forward, and when his thoughts moved, the gray-white light on his body became thick again, but until he walked in front of the metal fragment, there was no other abnormality.

Only now could he see the full extent of the metal fragment.

Judging from the external shape, this is very much like a broken spear tip, what Han Yi saw just now, it should be the fractured surface of the spear tip, and its top should be inserted into the head of a Daoist.

The tip of this spear is silver-white and glowing with cold light, but it does not have the slightest breath of immortal weapons, not even the breath of spiritual treasures, at first glance, it looks like a broken ordinary mortal silver broken spear tip.

But Han Yi knew that this seemingly ordinary broken spear tip was the fragment of the Heavenly Demon Halberd that Tai Yuan was talking about.

He didn't rashly use his divine sense to investigate, after all, this is a Dao weapon, even if it is a fragment, but once it erupts, it is not something that he can resist, even if it is a four-source Dao technique, it is absolutely difficult to block.

He crouched down, his hands covered in a layer of red divine fire, and picked up the fragment.

Well?

After starting, Han Yi was surprised for a while.

Light.

It's too light.

If he didn't hold it in his hand, he would feel that there was nothing on his palm.

Suddenly thinking of something, Han Yi revoked the blessing of the divine fire, and sensed it with his physical body, but he also couldn't perceive the weight, even the sense of touch, it didn't seem to exist, it was very weird.

Han Yi further investigated, but still found nothing, and finally, his divine sense swept over and found that he could sense this thing, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief, if he couldn't even sense this thing, then this artifact fragment, how can he talk about it?

However, the divine consciousness he entered into this fragment disappeared in an instant, without a trace of feedback, but he could feel that he had a little connection with this fragment.

He tried to pour in more of his sense, but it was only three breaths, and the fragment, under the control of his thoughts, began to levitate.

"There's a play." Han Yi was overjoyed in his heart: "I just don't know, what is its power?" ”

But this fragment of sacrifice will take a long time, and it will not be achieved overnight, so Han Yi put it away first.

Then, he left the palace again, and swept towards the place where Pang Cheng was located that he had sensed before.

Along the way, he encountered several Heavenly Demon Gods, all of whom were easily killed, these Heavenly Demon Gods were good at soul arts, but Han Yi was now one step away from condensing the eighth soul technique, that is, he was naturally not afraid.

Especially the soul slashing technique, for these heavenly demon gods, the lethality is extremely strong, and there is no need to consume a lot of mana, just the extreme realm level sword technique, it can be easily killed.

A moment later.

He finally reached the top of the valley, and outside a ruined palace, he saw Pang Cheng suspended there.

At this moment, Pang Cheng was casting a spell to break open a mysterious jade box, the jade box was originally embedded in the depths of the palace, but the palace was directly destroyed by him, and the secret room where the jade box was located was also exposed.

Pang Cheng struck casually, but found that he couldn't open this jade box, which aroused his interest, this kind of defensive strength showed that there was definitely a big secret in it, and one of the reasons why he entered the Heavenly Demon Dao Realm was to find the secret of becoming an immortal.

Therefore, he did not let go of this jade box, and kept bombarding the jade box, and the condensed demonic qi on the jade box gradually disintegrated under its bombardment, but it was always a line off.

At this moment, a three-eyed and six-armed Heavenly Demon God approached here, Pang Cheng had a little impression of this Heavenly Demon God, but it was not much, he just turned around and issued a 'roll' word, the sound was like thunder in the sky, roaring and exploding, if it was just an ordinary Heavenly Demon God, in front of his majesty, he was absolutely embarrassed and fled.

But the other party was not moved, and his body shape was not affected in the slightest, but he said coldly: "Daqian Town, Guogong Pang Cheng." ”

Pang Cheng raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked over, only to find that the other party's body had changed, and he had changed from a three-eyed and six-armed Heavenly Demon God to a Terran monk.

"Huh?"

"Da Qianzhen Guogong? It's a long time ago. ”

"You're a monk?"

Pang Cheng stopped attacking the jade box and looked at the Terran monk with interest, his eyes a little more turbulent.

On the opposite side of Pang Cheng, Han Yi changed into his body, and he went all the way, easily forming the body of a heavenly demon, in order to reduce the block, and in the face of Pang Cheng, he changed his body in order to end the cause and effect of a hundred years ago.

"I am Han Yi of Xuandan Sect, and I ...... back then"

Han Yi opened his mouth to speak, but after just these few words, he shook his head again, he was a little out of shape, this kind of self-declaration of identity and revenge was also the knot left on him by Qin Wuxian's death back then.

Now that you have encountered it, there is no need to say more.

He took a deep breath, and as soon as his thoughts moved, the Qingping Sword behind him leaped up and swept out gently.

Woohoo.

Pang Cheng originally wanted to wait for Han Yi to tell the story of revenge to add some fun to his decades of boring life as a heavenly demon, but he didn't expect that after the other party only reported his identity, he stopped abruptly, and there was no more words, replaced by a crisp sword.

Fast, very fast, even close to your strongest reaction speed.

The sword light swept past him, and where he passed, the demonic qi was directly erased and dissipated.

"Huh?"

"Interesting, this sword, if it is an ordinary Heavenly Demon God, it can't be resisted."

"With the cultivation of the middle stage of the god transformation, you can exert such a wonderful sword, and you have a lot of secrets."

Pang Cheng pointed out lightly, and a condensed black demonic qi burst out from his fingertips, and the demonic qi swirled, turning into an awl, breaking through the air, and the speed was even faster than Han Yi's sword just now.

The magic cone fell on Han Yi's body, and the terrifying demon energy exploded, and a figure was blasted to a palace several miles away, crushing several palaces and setting off smoke and dust in the sky.

But Pang Cheng, who was suspended in the air, his face sank slightly.

"Not dead?"

A few miles away, the smoke and dust were mixed in the demonic qi, and before it subsided, a figure flew out of it, it was Han Yi.

At this moment, Han Yi's gray-white light on his body weakened by about one percent, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

His first sword just now, itself was just a temptation, this was his first battle with the demi-immortal, so he couldn't be cautious, it was impossible for him to bombard at full speed as soon as he came up, but he had spare strength to prepare for changes.

He came to kill the enemy, not to die together.

Sure enough, an ordinary Extreme Realm peak sword can indeed cause danger to the demi-immortals, but it is not fatal enough, and the attack of the four-source Dao technique on the demi-immortals can be completely resisted, but the subsequent impact needs to be borne by themselves, but fortunately, they have cultivated the ancient god system, and the strength of the physical body is much stronger than that of ordinary demi-immortals, so they are naturally not afraid of such impacts.

With just one move, Han Yi already had a clear understanding and positioning of his strength.

He took a deep breath, his eyes shone brightly, his whole body ignited with divine fire, his body swelled suddenly, to the limit of life and death, nine meters high, his divine aperture opened, and his whole body surged with divine power, looking from a distance, it was like a flame god.

Brush!

Under the supernatural power of the Nian Realm, his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Pang Cheng, and a punch was blasted out, and the divine fire was like a wave, turning into a limit-breaking blow.

Fist of the Old Gods.

No, more than that.

This punch, under the destruction of the ancient gods, also has the blessing of the demon power of the ghost car, as well as the blessing of the mana in the middle stage of the god.

This is the superposition of the three systems, and it is Han Yi's strongest state at this moment except for immortal arts.

However, when Han Yi disappeared, Pang Cheng was already aware of it, and quickly condensed a dark light shield, above the shield, a palace appeared, and above the palace, a demon god sat cross-legged, and around the demon god, countless heavenly demons kowtowed.

Peng!!

The light shield was shocked, but it was not broken, but Pang Cheng behind the light shield finally had a look of shock in his eyes.

"Alchemy?"

"Old Gods?"

"No, there is also the breath of demon cultivation, what kind of refining technique is this, it can actually break through the combat power of demi-immortals with the realm of transforming gods."

That's right.

At this moment, Han Yi does indeed have half-immortal combat power, although this kind of combat power is only a half-immortal, but it is not trivial.

Pang Cheng's eyes were full of demonic energy, and the killing intent was like a tide: "You can't be left behind." ”

Killing intent, behind him, the demonic qi rolled, and a huge palace appeared, this palace, Han Yi had seen it once by the sea of blood back then, it was the national palace of Pangcheng Lingbao Town.

However, today's Zhenguo Palace is naturally different from the past, it has been combined with the demon soul of Pang Cheng, and it has the opportunity to break the immortal realm, and it was promoted to a semi-immortal weapon not long ago.

Pang Cheng's figure flickered, and he was already high above the palace, like the lord of the demon country, his demon body was magnificent, sitting high in the sky, and his voice was like thunder.

"Guilty".

In an instant, many of the monks and Heavenly Demons who had been refined into the palace came to life together, extremely weird, and turned to look at Han Yi.

"Guilty!"

"Guilty!"

"Guilty!"

……

The sound roared through the valley.

Outside the palace, Han Yi, who was nine meters huge and looked like a god, fell down as if he had confessed his sins as if he had confessed his sin.

At this moment, countless shouts turned into countless magic sounds, pouring into his mind, these magic sounds in the cave sky in the body, turned into a physical soul shadow, the soul shadow emitted a noisy and chaotic sound, resounding in Han Yi's cave sky, under these chaotic magic sounds, Yuan Shen instantly felt a pulling force, was constantly pulling himself, letting himself sink and give up.

Between the lightning and flint, Han Yi Yuanshen sucked suddenly, and near the Yuanshen, a small gray tree with a height of three meters withered in an instant, turned into a gray gas, and was sucked into his mouth by the Yuanshen.

This small gray tree, the 'rotten wood' cultivated by the rotten wood casting nerves, was one of the immortal path tasks he undertook, if it was damaged halfway, it needed to be re-cultivated, but at this critical moment, Han Yi didn't think about it so much.

With the addition of 'rotten wood', in the depths of the Yuan Shen, a soul tower that had already condensed seven layers instantly condensed the eighth layer of the illusory tower, and a soul technique surged in Han Yi's heart.

Nine-fold Soul Tower, eighth-fold.

But at this moment, Han Yi didn't have time to take a closer look.

In the cave heaven in his body, after the primordial god returned to normal, he just waved his hand lightly, and the soul sword filled the sky, strangling these manifested demon shadows one by one.

Outside.

Less than three moments after Han Yi fell, he recovered again, stopped his body, and rekindled the divine fire, which shocked Pang Cheng, who was high above the palace.

You must know that this palace is already a half-immortal weapon, and the 'guilty' just now, although simple, is the embodiment of the power of this palace.

Being able to block the blow of the Half-Immortal Horcrux, this Han Yi definitely has a big secret.

In addition to the shock, Pang Cheng's heart was hot, a mid-stage cultivator who turned into a god could compete with a half-immortal if he got such a secret, if he got it, where should he go?

Different from Pang Cheng's fiery, Han Yi, who had slashed the Cave Heaven Demon Shadow in his body, had a calm face.

"Sure enough, even if you can compete with half an immortal, if you want to cut half an immortal with three systems, you still can't catch it."

"Then, we have to use the last form."

As soon as Han Yi's mind moved, the Qingping sword swept over, and was held in his hand, and in an instant, this blue-black sword weapon suddenly turned into a blue-black light, and its body was hidden under the light.

A vague and mysterious aura emanated from this light, and this breath made Pang Cheng, who lived in the palace, raise his eyebrows, instinctively feeling dangerous.

But before he could think about it, a few miles away, Han Yi, who was holding this light in his hand, had already shook it lightly, and the light flashed away.

Immortals, Edgeworth!

This light did not manifest a trace, or rather, it exceeded the instinctive reaction time of Han Yi and Pang Cheng, and it had already entered the center of Pang Cheng's eyebrows, penetrated through this palace, and penetrated out.

The palace, which was integrated with the demon soul of Pang City, suddenly shook and then collapsed.

After the palace, the sound of the sword roared suddenly flourished. (End of chapter)