I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

At this time, Zhang Yi landed on the ground and was in a rolling hills.

The whole hill is composed of black and red gravel and clods, and the color is monotonous and gloomy, which makes people feel uneasy.

Zhang Yi walked in the meantime, always on alert for changes around him, trying to find out what was abnormal.

Before long, he saw a huge dead bone between the two hills.

The withered bones were severely weathered, and their original appearance could no longer be seen. Only a few black iron-colored skulls remained, which did not look like humanoids, but more like those left by monsters.

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and the next moment, he saw a sword light without hesitation.

"Peng!"

A swift and fierce lightsaber slashed through the air, directly overturning the skull, and then another lightning strike, bombarding the skull with black marks.

Then, there was a sudden change, and a shrill and sharp voice suddenly came from the skull.

The shrill scream turned into a tangible sound wave ripple in midair, covering Zhang Yi in a fan shape.

Zhang Yi's eyes remained unchanged, and he didn't make any movements. Just a thought, a sharp sword intent appeared on his body, showing his sharp edge!

Then this sound wave was divided into two by the sword intent, passing through Zhang Yi and heading towards the hill behind him.

With a loud bang, the hill collapsed and collapsed.

Zhang Yi turned his back to the explosion and was unmoved, just looking at the broken skull.

Under his gaze, the piece of bone kept shaking, and in the end it shattered completely, black traces penetrated, and a twisted translucent black shadow drilled out of it.

This is Zhang Yi's goal, and it is also the source of the abnormality he felt before.

As for the dry skull, it's just a place to live.

At this time, the strange species that appeared in front of Zhang Yi was gray-black as a whole, without a specific physical shape, and kept changing its shape like a liquid.

And a gray breath emanated from his body, making people feel a sense of the end of decay, as if the end was approaching.

At this time, because Zhang Yi disturbed his good dream, this strange species is staring at Zhang Yi resentfully.

With the change of his mood, countless tentacles fluttered in the shape of his back, which seemed a little disgusting and strange.

However, Zhang Yi's expression remained unchanged when he saw this scene, and his insightful eyes had already seen his life information.

Name: Ghost of Ashes

Information: When the world is shattered, a kind of spiritual body produced by the power of the escaping source combined with the breath of the world's shattering, has no specific body and can be attached to tangible things, which is extremely terrifying and strange.

"Sure enough, it is a monster created by the power of the escaping source, is the name the spirit of gray defeat..."

While Zhang Yi murmured, the spirit of gray defeat had already let out an angry roar, opening his mouth and biting towards Zhang Yi.

In an instant, the afterimage swept across the air, and the spirit body rushed in front of Zhang Yi, then opened its mouth and bit Zhang Yi's neck.

However, this spirit body fluttered empty.

This is just a phantom formed by the combination of Yiyun's artistic conception and body technique, and the main body has long since disappeared.

"The speed is good, but the intellect doesn't seem to be too high?"

Zhang Yi's figure appeared in the distance, and he nodded slightly.

And this spirit body could not turn around again with one blow, and attacked Zhang Yi again.

Zhang Yi didn't avoid it this time, instead, his wrist shook and danced a few sword flowers to block the front, but the sword qi petals were instantly torn in half by the spirit of gray defeat.

"The attack power is also acceptable."

Zhang Yi nodded. He looked at the opponent's strength, and he was about to rush out of all the sword qi petals. He swung his sword out again with his backhand.

But this time, the spirit of gray defeat transformed into two arms and tried to reach out to block, but failed miserably.

This sword light suddenly slashed, and with a cold light, the arm that was transformed into the spirit of the gray defeat was cut off directly, and then its force was unabated, and it directly passed through the entire body of the spirit of gray defeat!

"puff!"

With a light sound, the spirit of gray defeat was directly divided into two!

But the strange thing is that even though the spirit body was divided into two, it still did not die. The two half bodies turned into liquid and merged again in the air.

It's just that compared to before, the shape of the Spirit of Destruction has shrunk a bit, and the aura emanating from it has also become weaker.

"The defense is average, with some characteristics similar to immortality, but each reorganization will weaken it."

Zhang Yi was thoughtful and murmured, "This immortality should have a limit, and where the limit is, you have to try it."

Zhang Yi encountered a strange species for the first time in this broken world, so he did not choose a simple and rude beheading, but chose a short contact in order to find out the changes and special features of this species.

At this time, Zhang Yi already had a general framework in his heart, and the Spirit of Destruction on the opposite side had only the last role left.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi's eyes turned cold and he no longer kept his hands.

He took a step forward, taking the Saint's fist as the core, coordinating the two forces of the physical body and the true essence, and swinging the sword again.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's naturally pervading power once again rose sharply, and he took another half step forward in the realm of Heaven's Great Perfection.

This is not the realm of a half-step saint, but it also surpasses the energy level of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm.

The dark blue power emanated from his body, causing white cracks to appear in the space.

"call out!"

With a simple sword, Zhang Yi swung it out again, and the blue sword light swept across the air neatly, turning the just-reorganized gray and defeated spirit on the opposite side into two sections again, and there was a sharp sword intent pervading the crack!

This powerful spirit of gray defeat is so vulnerable in front of Zhang Yi.

"" Chi Chi Chi Chi..."

Zhang Yi swung one sword at a time, and countless sword lights criss-crossed, turning into an airtight sword net, shrouding the gray spirit of defeat within it, constantly strangling.

Its shape is often too late to gather, it is cut into countless parts, and its breath is getting weaker and weaker.

After more than ten breaths, the crisscrossing sword qi disappeared, and the spirit of gray defeat was completely annihilated!

Even if he has a trait similar to immortality, he is still beheaded here when he encounters excessive attacks in a short period of time and his traits are exhausted!

The strength of this spirit of gray defeat is definitely not weak, coupled with its immortal characteristics, it can definitely cause great trouble to the martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm.

But unfortunately, he happened to meet Zhang Yi, and it was only the ending of death.

"The strange species evolved by the power of origin is really troublesome, and it must be completely consumed before it can be killed."

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, rather dissatisfied.

Immediately, he shook his head and mourned for the top warriors who set foot here in the star realm.

A blessing and a curse.

It now appears that this land of opportunity is no less dangerous than its opportunities.

For most of the top warriors in the star world, it may be particularly difficult to survive here for a year, not to mention the possibility of encountering warriors from other small worlds in the future.

Under the superposition of the two, I don't know if there will be 50% of the remaining top warriors in the star world after a year? even less?

Thinking about it, Zhang Yi's heart suddenly throbbed, and his eyes turned to the location where the spirit of gray defeat had fallen.

I saw that its liquid-like figure dissipated between the heavens and the earth, but there was something left in place.

It was a ray of twilight light, and the breath it exuded made Zhang Yi very familiar.

The power of the source!

This is the core strength that constitutes the spirit of gray defeat!

At this time, the spirit of gray defeat disappeared, and this ray of power also appeared.

It's just that the power of the source gives Zhang Yi a different feeling, and it's different from what he absorbed in the land of the source.

He looked at the power of the source of the twilight yellow, and only felt that in addition to the aura of chaos, there was also a decaying meaning of the old twilight.

"The source power of the broken world escaped and merged with all things, resulting in some peculiar changes..."

Zhang Yi murmured, with water ripples in his eyes, he opened his eyes of insight, but he couldn't parse it.

Slightly silent, Zhang Yi retracted the eye of insight and judged the level of danger based on his own perception.

For a moment, Zhang Yi's eyes flashed, his mouth opened, and this breath was suddenly swallowed into his mouth.

As soon as Twilight's power entered the body, it swam in Zhang Yi's body along the meridians, and after a circle, it directly poured into Zhang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness all the way up.

Zhang Yi, who has been meditating and comprehending all kinds of changes, couldn't help but be moved.

"Aiming at the sea of ​​consciousness, it really is an opportunity to condense martial arts."

"Contaminated with the power of the source of the shattering breath, it seems that some changes have occurred..."

"Crash."

At this moment, Zhang Yi's heart was still moving, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of water on the sea of ​​consciousness, and then a light and shadow slowly emerged from the water surface.

That light and shadow is exactly the same as Zhang Yi, it is his spiritual body.

The sea of ​​consciousness is not only the source of spiritual power, but also the habitation of the soul.

Zhang Yi's spirit was suspended above the sea of ​​consciousness, observing the various changes of this breath pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness.

At a certain moment, the shrunken Zhang Yi suddenly raised his head to look somewhere in the dark space, but his eyes were full of solemnity.

I saw that in the dark space, a majestic twilight force suddenly descended, and it swept in with a terrifying momentum.

Just like the afterglow of the setting sun, this force poured directly into the sea of ​​consciousness, illuminating the entire sea surface into yellow ripples.

Immediately, Zhang Yi's mental body showed pain.

The power of the source is to create all things, but at this time, it is contaminated with the breath of destruction, but it has a great lethality.

At this time, as the power of the source merged into the sea of ​​consciousness, the aura of the end of destruction escaped into Zhang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Like a raging fire, the constant burning erodes this sea of ​​consciousness.

Outside, Zhang Yi's face couldn't help showing pain, but his eyes were still calm.

Because in his perception, the black aura in the sea of ​​​​consciousness dissipated and became more transparent with the burning of the power of the source with the aura of destruction.

The sea of ​​consciousness is becoming more pure!

The aura of the end of one world's destruction is undoubtedly a disaster for the warriors.

But if you can really break through and get the baptism of the destruction of the world, it is obviously a very precious experience.

Although it is still far from experiencing the world's destruction, it is obviously enough for the Heavenly Realm Martial Artist.

As time passed, Zhang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness was continuously burned under the aura of the world's shattering, and even the entire sea level began to drop.

But in contrast, the remaining sea of ​​consciousness is undoubtedly more crystal clear.

After a long time, Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, the destructive aura contained in the power of the source has completely dissipated!

For this reason, his sea of ​​consciousness dropped by about 10%!

You must know that after experiencing a lot of tempering and profound background, he is a sea of ​​consciousness, but it is far more perfect than the ordinary heaven.

But even so, about 10% was still consumed, which shows the drastic change!

But Zhang Yi felt very good at this time, because the sea of ​​consciousness became more pure at this time.

Although it is only 90% of the original, it is not weak at all, which is an improvement in quality.

When Zhang Yizheng realized it, he suddenly felt a little bit of comfort, and his mind was cool for a while.

With a move in his heart, he looked towards the surface of the sea of ​​consciousness.

But it turned out that after the shattering breath dissipated, the remaining pure source power merged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness, which had been consumed before, immediately began to rise with the integration of the power of the source, not only returning to its original state, but even expanding compared to before.

"The shattering breath in the power of the source burns the sea of ​​consciousness, and then the remaining pure source restores the sea of ​​consciousness again."

"This opportunity is simply perfect!"

Zhang Yi's eyes were bright, and he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Strike while the iron is hot, Zhang Yi thought again, and the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly set off a huge wave.

When the sea of ​​consciousness expanded, the light spots of will also increased sharply. At this time, accompanied by Zhang Yi's thoughts, these countless light spots of will danced out from the sea of ​​consciousness and merged into the illusory long sword suspended in the air.

The sword body trembled, solidified again, and took a step towards the direction of 50% of the sword soul.

Feeling the progress, Zhang Yi nodded in satisfaction.

"Even if it's a broken world, it's still a feast for warriors."

"However, it is necessary to kill the spirit of gray defeat that evolved from the power of the source. This difficulty has undoubtedly increased. I don't know how many warriors will be killed?"

The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched, and his figure disappeared into the hills in a flash.

Now that you know the specific goal, the following is much simpler, Zhang Yi officially begins the hunting journey!

In the next time, Zhang Yi entered the hunting state, and began to actively hunt down the spirit of gray defeat, in order to absorb the power of its origin to condense the soul of the sword.

For others, it may require careful calculation. UU reading www.uukanshu.com step by step, exhausting all his efforts to kill a gray and defeated spirit, but for Zhang Yi, it is too simple.

When the hand rises and the sword falls, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and it is often the death of a gray and defeated spirit!

Just two weeks later, Zhang Yi's sword soul will reach 50%!

This is the result of spending most of his time on the way.

It can only be said that the situation where the strong remain strong and the weak remain weak is vividly demonstrated here.

...

On this day, Zhang Yi was in a dilapidated mountain range, and he was hunting a gray spirit.

And this gray defeated spirit was stronger than what he had encountered before, and it took Zhang Yi some time to kill it.

Just as he was about to leave, Zhang Yi suddenly sensed something and turned his head to the distance.

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