It was the first time that Han Yi had passed through the wall of the spirit realm on his own, perhaps because this immortal spirit realm had become an ownerless thing, and the hindrance of the immortal spirit qi was not strong.

A dim spiritual light flickered around him, and he already found himself in the spirit realm, and in front of him, nine fellow avatars stood in the void, their faces couldn't help but be excited.

Although Han Yi was also slightly excited, his experience over the years made him quickly observe everything around him for the first time.

It can be said that although he is the youngest of the ten avatar gods who entered this place, only more than two hundred years old, in terms of the dangers he has experienced in his immortal cultivation career, others are far less than half of him.

At this moment, everyone was on a mountain forest, and there was a deathly silence all around, as if even the breeze had disappeared, and this was also the first feeling given to Han Yi in this fairy realm.

However, in such a dead and silent environment, Han Yi jumped in his heart, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for the time being, this kind of wrongness was his rich experience in the past, and he believed in this intuition when he had just arrived in a strange space.

The mountains and forests spread for several miles, and at the end of it, are scattered and blurred mountains, and the core of the mountains, about ten miles apart, is a towering fairy peak.

However, the mountains and immortal peaks were shrouded in a layer of gray mist, and when he first entered this place, Han Yi, like his peers, was cautious, and he didn't dare to spread his divine sense to investigate at will.

A middle-aged god took out a picture scroll, shook it slightly, and the picture scroll slowly unfolded in mid-air, and then thousands of white beads the size of soybeans floated out of the picture scroll and flew forward, with different speeds, but after leaving the middle-aged monk a few meters away, they flashed slightly, and disappeared.

Then, the middle-aged monk closed his eyes, as if sensing something, and after ten breaths, the scattered white beads re-manifested several meters away and fell back into the scroll, but in smaller quantities than before.

The middle-aged monk reopened his eyes, put the scroll away, and then nodded to everyone.

"After I have checked this immortal realm with the Thousand Realms Spirit Bead, I already have a basic understanding of the situation here."

"This realm is about twenty miles long and wide, surrounded by mountains and forests, and there is no life in the same way as where I am at this moment."

"The core of this realm, that's there."

The middle-aged monk pointed to the mountains and immortal peaks in the core land, his face turned solemn, and then he said:

"There, that's the only weird place in this fairy world."

"Once my Thousand Realms Spirit Bead enters the gray mist, it will lose contact."

"Moreover, judging from the feedback from the spirit bead before the loss of contact, those fogs are quite weird, and they are actually absorbing the spiritual energy on the spirit beads."

"We need to be cautious when we enter it."

Han Yi looked at the middle-aged monk's operation, and did not feel novel, this spirit treasure, called the Thousand Realms Scroll, is a kind of detection spirit treasure, the invisible Thousand Realms Spirit Beads scattered from the Thousand Realms Scroll to the surroundings, just like the monk's eyes, can explore the surroundings.

Using this spiritual treasure to probe is actually similar to divine sense exploration, except that it is easy to cause backlash with divine sense exploration, and in this kind of immortal spirit world, all the monks dare not easily expand their divine sense, for fear of suddenly triggering a ban, and using the Thousand Realms volume to probe, even if it triggers a ban, that is, it destroys the Thousand Realms Spirit Bead, and it cannot be traced back to the monk who casts the spiritual treasure, which can be called safe.

Zhu Sui nodded and said to the cultivators, "Let's go, get closer and investigate first." ”

A few miles away, everyone quickly swept by, standing in front of the gray mist, everyone saw more clearly, this layer of gray fog is not very thick, only about ten meters, but across ten meters, the scene inside the fog seen is illusory and blurry, not like the real realm.

There is also no movement in the mountains, but there are many palace buildings, inside and outside the palace buildings, there is a dead silence, the spirit plants are withered, and the fairy peak in the center of the mountains is the same, the top of the fairy peak, a majestic fairy palace can be faintly seen, but there is still no movement.

In such a situation, something is wrong on the surface, and everyone's faces are awe-inspiring.

Generally speaking, when an immortal falls, the immortal realm will only break away from the peeling, and any living creature in the immortal realm, as long as it does not exist by binding the immortal soul, will not die.

A young man who looked similar to Han Yi's appearance, but his voice was slightly hoarse, said, "I'll come." ”

Then, with a flip of his hand, the young man took out a black bottle, and after pulling out the cap, three dark purple insects flew out of it.

"This is a Zili demon insect, don't look at it, it's only half the size of a palm, but it is born with a protective aura, and its defense is extremely strong, even if a high-grade spirit treasure hits it, it can only shoot it down, and it can't be killed instantly."

The young man with a hoarse voice pointed and shouted, "Go." ”

I saw that the three demon insects, which were only half the size of a palm, flashed lightly, reached the edge of the gray mist, and plunged into it.

As if being attacked by a strange attack, the demon insect has a lilac aura suddenly burst out, protecting it, at the same time, the gray mist but like a shark smelling blood, began to gather and pour towards the three demon insects, the purple light trembled lightly, and the naked eye can see that it is dim, but the speed of the demon insect is not slow, before the purple light of the protective body dissipates, it has directly passed through the ten meters thick gray mist, and the fog that rolls and gathers, as if it suddenly can't find a target, it spreads out again, and returns to a disorderly state.

"These mist can devour psionic energy, it should be a strange life form." The hoarse voice of the young god turned into a god as he spoke, and continued to sense the three purple demon insects.

After the three demon insects crossed the strange mist, they headed towards the mountains, and after burrowing into a certain palace on the outskirts of the mountains, they never came out again.

"Dead." The hoarse young man suddenly said, "The emotions that the Zili Demon Worm transmitted back before its death are full of fear. ”

"There's something horrible in that palace."

As soon as these words came out, the hoarse young man did not speak again, and looked at Zhu Sui, the consul who led the exploration.

Zhu Sui took a deep breath: "What do you think?" ”

A middle-aged monk who was the most sturdy among the ten people in the same group, carrying a long knife on his back, raised his eyelids: "Of course you continue to break through him, you are all here, and you are willing to quit?" ”

His words were recognized by all the cultivators, and even the hoarse young man who had killed the three-headed purple demon insect did not flinch.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's go in and explore the reality here."

"As for this gray mist, although it is blocked, the speed of gathering is too slow, and we should be able to enter it easily."

"In addition, just now Chen Daoyou has already found out that the palace in the mountains is in danger, after entering, don't separate first, and when the source of danger is solved, they will each look for spiritual objects, so okay?"

Seeing this, Zhu Sui took out a spirit rune and slapped it on himself, then stepped forward and plunged into the gray mist, at the same time, a spiritual light appeared on his body, but like the previous Zili demon insect, the spiritual light weakened, but Zhu Sui's speed was more than twice as fast as the demon insect, and the energy of the spirit rune was only half consumed, and he had already passed through the strange mist.

With him as an example, all the cultivators have shown their own magical powers, some of them also rely on spiritual runes, some use spiritual treasures to protect their bodies, and some use sword intent to block.

Han Yi's eyes flickered, and he didn't flinch, what he encountered at this moment was far from enough for him to escape, his mana surged, slapped on his body, and passed through the mist, the gray-white light produced by the Four Origin Dao Technique, like a protective divine light, easily resisted the invasion of the mist.

The subtlety of his spell made the monks look sideways slightly.

Speaking of which.

This line of ten people turned into gods, only Han Yi was an outsider, although they did not question Zhu Sui's choice, but they also watched Han Yi's actions carefully, and at this moment, seeing that Han Yi was easily spending, they nodded in their hearts in approval.

Seeing that everyone easily crossed the strange mist barrier and entered the range of the mountains, Zhu Sui took the lead and approached a palace on the outside of the mountains hundreds of meters away, and the cultivators followed behind him.

After Han Yi crossed the strange mist, his heart was suddenly shocked, he had just stepped over the wall of the spirit realm before, he felt that something was wrong here, but he couldn't say it, and at this moment, after standing in this place closer to the mountains, he finally knew that something was wrong.

Death.

That's right.

This world is permeated with a artistic conception of death, and this artistic conception of death does not refer to the surrounding dead silence and the withering of spiritual plants, but is the same as the artistic conception of death in the realm of life and death that he has cultivated in the ancient god system, and it is the death intention at the level of the law.

There are strange things, exerting the power of laws similar to the artistic conception of death, corroding this immortal realm, and the gray mist outside contains the artistic conception of death, but Han Yi did not consider this aspect before.

When Han Yi's thoughts were surging, the cultivators were already close to the palace where the Zili Demon Insect died, and the middle-aged god with a long knife on his back and an extremely strong figure had already taken the lead in making a move, his face flashed, and he drew his knife and slashed.

The long knife is about two meters, it is a heavy knife, the knife falls, the knife light is like a waterfall, slanting out, and the spiritual energy does not explode, but converges.

Peng!

The entire palace exploded directly under this knife, but it did not affect other palaces.

The precision of the control is amazing.

"Huh?"

In the ruins of the palace that exploded, a dark mist shrouded them, and in these fogs, several figures suddenly stood up crookedly.

"No, there is no breath, these figures do not have the slightest breath of life."

The hoarse god turned into a young man exclaimed, just now his purple demon insect crossed the gray mist, and he sensed the change in the demon insect's breath most clearly, and the first thing he paid attention to at this moment was this.

His exclamation made all the cultivators react, and the sturdy young man's long knife slapped, and the wind swept up, whistling through, but the gray mist that appeared on the ruins of the palace was still immovable and was not blown.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost."

An old god-transforming monk sneered, took out a three-legged golden tripod, and slapped it hard, and the golden flame flowed out of the golden tripod, like a spirit, and rushed towards the gray mist.

The sound of Zizi was loud, and the golden flames and gray mist both died in an instant.

This year, the aging god had a painful face, but he spent a lot of money to condense these golden flames, and this time he went to a third of it, not to mention it.

As soon as the gray mist disappeared, those crooked figures fell down again, but it was only three breaths, and they got up again, and without the gray mist, everyone finally saw what these figures were.

"It's a skeleton, an undead skeleton." Zhu Sui exclaimed, and his face changed greatly.

When the cultivators heard this, their faces also changed.

"It was done by a wizard from the Immortal Immortal Realm."

"Damn."

"How many years have I not heard of a fairy realm being invaded by wizards."

"This trip, it's a loss."

"The old Red God Golden Flame, this is a big loss."

Han Yi originally thought that the change in everyone's face was dangerous, but then listening to their words, he reacted instantly, and their face changed not because of danger, but because they found that the harvest of this trip was absolutely rare, and they couldn't even talk about the harvest, so they changed color one after another.

Immediately, the introduction of the ancient realm that he had seen in the Xuanzang Palace flashed in his mind.

The ancient realm is the immortal realm of the primeval era, and at the end of the primeval period, the ancient realm was shattered and turned into nine worlds, which are now the nine immortal realms.

The Great Luo Immortal Realm is located in the southeast of the Ancient Realm, and in the western part of the Great Luo Immortal Realm, it is the Immortal Immortal Realm, one of the nine Great Immortal Realms.

The situation in the Immortal Immortal Realm is completely different from the Daluo Immortal Realm, it is the immortal realm where life and death are competing, and the wizard is the most powerful cultivation group in the Immortal Immortal Realm.

Wizards are not witches in the Daluo Immortal Realm, but a group that focuses on research and evolution, the pursuit of world truth, and immortality in life.

This is Han Yi's understanding of the Immortal Immortal Realm, and he did not have an in-depth understanding of the other details, after all, under normal circumstances, it is absolutely impossible for him to have anything to do with the Immortal Immortal Realm.

In the field.

Zhu Sui flicked his fingers lightly, and a spiritual light turned into a rope, binding the skeletons that stood up again, and then the spiritual light pulled around, and then pulled the bones of those skeletons down, and then the spiritual light was fixed in a certain position, allowing the bones to shake and struggle, and it was difficult to gather.

He turned to look at the other monks, sighed softly, and said:

"This immortal realm has been cleaned up by the wizards of the immortal immortal realm, but there may be omissions, so we will look for opportunities each, how much can we get, how much."

"Half an hour later, gather under the central immortal peak and climb to the top together, if there is a spiritual object, it should be the most likely there."

After Zhu Sui finished speaking, he ignored the monks and flew straight towards the other directions of the mountains.

The cultivators were no longer interested, and they dispersed.

Although Han Yi was a little puzzled, he didn't ask in detail, judging from the current situation, when they knew that this immortal realm had been patronized by the wizards of the immortal immortal realm, they were not interested, obviously thinking that there was not much danger here, but the remaining spiritual objects should not be enough to arouse interest, so they would do this.

Seeing that everyone was scattered, Han Yi stepped forward and looked at the skeletons that were torn apart, and in the miserable white eyes of those skeletons, there were only two points of green aura, this aura, Han Yi felt the deepest, and the artistic conception of life in it was quite strong.

But the skull and other bones are full of the artistic conception of death, and if they are taken out alone, it is absolutely impossible to have vitality.

But in front of his eyes, the bones shrouded in the artistic conception of death shook rhythmically, wanting to converge in the middle and recombine into skeletons.

"Immortal Immortal Realm, Wizard, Immortal Skeleton."

Han Yi's eyes lit up, his interest in the Immortal Immortal Realm suddenly increased a lot, he now that the Ancient God System had reached the peak of the Life and Death Realm, as long as he took one further step, he would be able to step into the Immortal Realm.

This step, in addition to the assistance of the Immortal Divine Liquid, also requires one's own comprehension of the artistic conception of life and death, reaching the limit, and even transforming life and death.

The transformation of life and death can be immortal.

In this way, the research path of wizards is definitely of great reference significance to himself.

Of course, he naturally did not go far away from the void and went to the Immortal Immortal Realm, but planned to go to the Xuanzang Palace to find the information and cultivation methods of relevant wizards in the Xuanzang Palace, and learn them, in order to touch the bypass.

With a tentative thought, Han Yi headed for the mountains.

Next, he encountered more skeletons, some of which were not yet humanoid, but beast-shaped, and even had giant dragon-shaped skeletons, however, these skeletons moved slowly, and in terms of combat power, there was still a distance from the transformation of the gods, and he easily dismantled them.

Half an hour later, after he had explored several palaces, he had found nothing other than a few pieces of metal of extraordinary material, and he now somewhat understood the expression of the cultivators' faces after hearing about the wizard and the immortal skeleton.

Han Yi also had some regrets, thinking that he could make a small profit on this trip, but in the end, he gained almost nothing.

After exploring a few mountain palaces, he headed for the fairy peak in the middle of the mountains.

(End of chapter)