Chapter 211 Guixu Powder, Seven Fragrance Pills, Spiritual Killing Array

Han Yi flew up on his sword, but before he drew his sword.

Three hundred meters away, Wen Zhen and Pang Li looked at each other, and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes and the murderous intent towards Han Yi.

At this moment, they regarded Han Yi as a mortal enemy.

However, both of them were Jindan cultivators. They had experienced countless battles over hundreds of years. They could not escape unless they had no choice.

Seeing Han Yi draw his sword, Wen Zhen snorted heavily, and the murderous intent in his eyes surged again. He slapped the Golden Thunder Ruler again, transforming it into a giant ruler that could support the sky, emitting a monstrous golden color, like a nine-day immortal god, descending immortal punishment.

Peng!

Before the giant ruler fell, there was an explosion in the void. The friction between the giant ruler and the air generated light and heat, which derived a blurred halo, which spread in all directions as the giant ruler fell.

At the same time.

Pang Li suddenly pinched a seal, and the eight battle flags in front of him changed instantly.

The battle flag of the Spiritual War Sect combines attack, defense, and spiritual formation. Different combinations of battle flags have different powers.

At this moment, the seal is complete.

Six of the eight battle flags suddenly gathered in the middle and turned into a brand new huge battle flag. Although this battle flag is still ten feet high, the flag is no longer a single color, but presents six colors. The power of a peak low-grade magic weapon suddenly bursts out.

In fact, the nine battle flags are a set of low-grade magic weapons. When the nine flags are fused together, they can form a nine-color battle flag of the middle-grade magic weapon grade.

But with Pang Li's strength, he can only fuse six flags at most, and then he can't continue.

At this moment.

As soon as the six-color battle flag was formed, it blasted out suddenly. It was the first to arrive, one step ahead of the giant, and swept towards the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword.

A trace of ferocity flashed in Pang Li's eyes.

He was a member of the side branch of the Dagan Emperor's family, and his status was noble. He killed a small foundation-building person, but was killed by the other party first. This was simply a shame.

Such a shame must be washed away with the other party's head.

The six-color battle flag spanned more than 200 meters and hit the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword.

Suddenly.

The Seven-Star Kunwu Sword was directly blown away.

However.

Pang Li's eyes were not happy but surprised, and even horrified for a moment.

The six-color battle flag that knocked the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword away wanted to chase it, but suddenly fell down like a kite without a string.

Not only that.

Even the other two battle flags in front of him, although they still exuded strong power, lost their restraints in an instant and fell into the void.

On the other side.

Wen Zhen, who was a hundred meters away from him, shot down the giant shadow, but only hit the afterimage of Han Yi three hundred meters away.

In an instant, Han Yi had already taken a step forward and retreated more than 200 meters to the side.

Three years ago, when he participated in the Tianji Ceremony, his light body technique, which was as good as that of an ordinary Jindan early stage cultivator, was no less powerful than that of an ordinary Jindan early stage cultivator.

Three years later, he has entered the peak of foundation building. With the light body technique, even Yan Bu, who was in the middle stage of Jindan before, could not do anything to Han Yi. He could only use the spirit killing illusion array to trap Han Yi. It is conceivable that from the perspective of speed and body skills, it is difficult to hurt Han Yi without the trap array.

However.

Before he slapped the giant ruler, it happened that the six-color battle flag blew away Han Yi's sword. When Pang Li's face was horrified, his face suddenly changed.

"Not good."

"Poisonous!"

Wen Zhen held the giant ruler in his hand, which emitted golden light, like a sword without a blade, lying in front of him as a defense, but in his sea of ​​consciousness, there was already a chaos.

His soul was weak and his five senses were confused.

In just a short breath, his vision began to blur, and even the things he saw began to become double images. His soul was poisoned, his consciousness was cut off, and he could hardly sense the surroundings.

At a distance of 100 meters from him, Pang Li had already felt the poison targeting his soul.

When he looked horrified, he took out a pill emitting golden light from his Qiankun bag without saying a word. The pill entered his stomach, dissolved, and gathered in the sea of ​​consciousness. The weakened soul was instantly restored.

But before he could make any other moves, in just half a breath, the soul that had recovered to normal suddenly weakened again.

He took out another talisman from the Qiankun ring. On the front of the talisman, a large ancient seal character was drawn.

Gan.

This is the exclusive talisman for the imperial family of the Great Gan Immortal Kingdom.

Pang Li placed the talisman on his forehead, and suddenly, a ray of spiritual light penetrated deep into the center of his eyebrows, entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and removed the poison in his soul.

However, if the poison of the Black God Tower could be removed so easily, it would not be one of the strongest dark forces in the world.

In just one breath, the brief awakening brought by the talisman was contaminated again, the soul became weak again, and the five senses were in chaos.

Pang Li was worthy of being born in the imperial family. He thought of something in an instant, and his face changed drastically for the first time.

"It's Guixu Powder."

"Damn, this guy is from the Black God Tower."

After knowing the name of the poison, Pang Li took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, and the jade bottle contained a seven-color pill.

Seven Fragrance Pill.

His face flashed a trace of hesitation and unwillingness, but his soul was weakening very quickly, and there was no other choice.

Pour out the pill and swallow it into his stomach.

His originally confused eyes returned to normal in an instant.

Then.

He did not continue to kill Han Yi, but just took a deep look at Han Yi who had retreated two hundred meters and protected himself with a sword. A trace of deep hatred flashed in his eyes, and he turned and fled.

The three battle flags that fell below followed closely behind and disappeared in an instant.

This Seven Fragrance Pill was made by the leader of the Wenxiang Sect, imitating the immortal pill-level pill, the Seven Immortal Pill. Only the hall master who made great contributions would be given one pill.

Coincidentally, Pang Li had made great contributions and was given one pill.

Although this pill is far from the level of immortal pills, it is also a pill that has surpassed the flawless and perfect grade. The pill itself is made for the Jindan cultivators or Yuanying cultivators who are preparing to form infants. For these two types of people, the Seven Fragrance Pill is naturally a very powerful soul pill, and can even be called a soul treasure.

However.

For ordinary Jindan cultivators, its side effects are greater than its soul enhancement effect.

That is, after taking it, the soul will be rapidly enhanced in a short period of time, but it will also bury hidden dangers. If there is no heaven-defying magical medicine, it will be thousands of times more difficult to break through the realm in the future than before.

Moreover, this kind of soul enhancement without realm support is not permanent, but a temporary improvement, which will then decline rapidly and fall into a period of soul weakness lasting for decades.

In other words, this kind of pill is like a stimulant. For ordinary Jindan cultivators, after a short period of excitement, they will become weak, and its benefit is only the short period of excitement when taking it.

The reason why Pang Li remembered to take the Seven Fragrance Pill was because the head of the Wenxiang Sect had been poisoned by Guixu Powder. After taking the Seven Fragrance Pill, he escaped with his life. Although he only survived for a year, he was not killed on the spot. It is a choice, but the price of this choice is not small.

This is also the reason why he showed an unwilling and hesitant expression just now.

On the other side.

Wen Zhen, who was a hundred meters away from Pang Li, also used various means to remove the poison after realizing that he was poisoned, but his face changed drastically when he heard "Guixu Powder" and "Black God Tower".

According to the records of the Wenxiang Sect, there is no antidote for Guixu Powder, or in other words, there is no fixed antidote for the killers of the Black God Tower.

Although they are both dark forces.

However, the Wenxiang Sect is a cult, and the Black God Tower is a killer assassin organization. There is no direct relationship between the two organizations.

At this moment.

After knowing what kind of poison he was poisoned with, Wen Zhen did not take out the Seven Fragrance Pill, but turned around and fled with horror in his eyes.

It was not that he did not want to use the Seven Fragrance Pill, but he could not take it out. Pang Li had made great contributions and was awarded a Seven Fragrance Pill, but his contributions were not enough and he did not have the Seven Fragrance Pill.

In an instant.

In the sky.

It was just that Pang Li fused the six-color battle flag and collided with Han Yi's Seven-Star Kunwu Sword. The giant ruler fell, and then the two Jindan monks, one on the left and one on the right, fled away.

This was only three breaths after Han Yi flew up on the sword.

Time went back to two breaths ago.

Han Yi, who was 300 meters away, recalled the sword that was blown away and hung it in front of him. After noticing that the two Jindan cultivators 300 meters away were poisoned and their spirits were weak, he had no intention of taking advantage of the situation to pursue them. Instead, he retreated 200 meters more cautiously, expanding the distance between him and the two Jindan cultivators to 500 meters.

This situation was different from the previous battle with Yan Bu, the killer of the Black God Tower.

At that time, Han Yi was trapped and had no choice but to fight to the death and kill his way out.

And at this moment.

The two Jindan cultivators were already poisoned in the early stage. Han Yi had the upper hand. The initiative was in his hands, but he was not in a hurry. Moreover, he had to be alert to the other party for trying to drag him down with him.

The poison in the two Jindan cultivators was of course put by him.

Just now, taking advantage of the cover of the immortal boat, he took out the jade bottle, which was obtained from Yan Bu's Qiankun Ring. Moreover, in the Qiankun Ring, there were three words written on the jade bottle.

Guixu Powder.

This is a kind of poison that targets the soul. At the beginning, when Han Yi used the Six Spirits Meteoric Talisman to kill Yan Bu and smashed half of Yan Bu's body, Yan Bu was holding Guixu Powder in his hand.

However, Han Yi was already very vigilant about poison at that time. As early as he saw the black poisoned short sword, he had already closed all the pores in his body and held his breath. Whether Guixu Powder was taken out or not, it would not work on him.

And now.

Facing the three Jindan cultivators, he followed the same method and directly smashed the jade bottle, and swept the colorless, intangible and invisible Guixu Powder towards these cultivators, making them poisoned unknowingly.

This.

is his second killing move after the Immortal Boat.

Speaking of it.

The things he used this time were all obtained from Yan Bu's Qiankun Ring.

Without Yan Bu, although Han Yi could use the third-level Meteoric Talisman to shake the Nine Spirits Killing Formation, he would be very likely to be injured or even die under the subsequent third-level middle-grade spiritual talisman and Taixu Fire Source Talisman.

Every sip and every bite is destined by heaven.

Three breaths have passed.

In Han Yi's pale golden eyes, he saw that after taking a seven-color pill, the weakened soul of the young man in brocade robes of the Lingzhan Sect instantly recovered. No, not only recovered, but also more than twice as strong as the original soul strength, and it was still increasing little by little.

However, what surprised him was that the young man in brocade robes, whose soul was rapidly strengthened, just looked at him fiercely and turned away.

As for the other middle-aged black-robed monk, although he also wanted to detoxify with pills and talismans, his soul was weakening, recovering, weakening again, and recovering again.

This situation is almost the same idea as Han Yi's use of the detoxification pill and the therapeutic talisman to treat the Black Prison Powder.

But no matter what, the weakened spirit caused him to exert less than 50% of his original fighting power. It was similar to Han Yi who was hit by the Black Prison Powder in Jinyun Immortal City, except that one was poisoned by the physical sea of ​​​​qi, and the other was the spirit. of poison.

All of a sudden.

Han Yi was the only one left on the battlefield. He first landed and put away the immortal boat that had been broken into several pieces. Then, he looked at the body of the bald man he had killed before, and his eyes flashed slightly. Congeal.

In just three breaths, the corpse and the giant knife nearby had disappeared.

Han Yi guessed that there might be a Golden Core monk lurking nearby who took away the corpse and the giant knife, or it might be that the soul of the bald man escaped, rolled up the corpse and left with the giant knife.

Just now, I was focused on the battle above and had no time to pay attention to anything else. I was indeed completely unaware of the situation below.

But no matter which one it is, it shows that the monk's soul should not have dissipated yet.

For Jindan monks, the soul can survive for a period of time after leaving the body. It can take possession of others, become a ghost cultivator, or become a magical weapon spirit.

Among them, the first two methods will be blocked by the way of heaven and impose unexplained punishments. The third method is to lose the initiative and can only hope that the magical weapon will transform into a spiritual treasure, and the magical weapon will be spiritual. Opportunity to transform into a spirit again, become a spirit clan, and open another path of cultivation.

Since the trace has been lost, Han Yi does not force it.

Then, with a slight flash, he fled towards a certain direction, which happened to be the direction Wen Zhen left.

The young man in brocade robes from the Lingzhan Sect had a soul strength lower than that of Guixu San. After recovering, he lifted it up again and it would definitely be more dangerous to catch up by himself.

He didn't know what the mysterious elixir was, but it could suppress the poison of Guixu Powder for a short period of time, which was beyond his imagination.

And the middle-aged man holding the golden ruler used the same method that he had no choice but to do. This situation would be very difficult if there were no changes from the inside out, such as some powerful soul skills or the transformation of the soul. What is difficult to eradicate will only continue to weaken step by step.

Choosing your opponent is also a skill.

Less than ten breaths after Han Yi left.

A Jindan cultivator appeared at the scene. He was a monk wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a sword on his back. He patrolled the surroundings vigilantly, his face becoming more and more solemn.

"The formation, the magic talisman, the breath of the elixir."

"Three, three golden elixirs, ambush one..., foundation-building monk?"

"This is impossible. This monk should have used the breath concealment technique, and he should be a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core."

"Moreover, the result was that among the three people who were ambushed, one of the golden elixirs was killed, and the other two escaped. There were also traces of the huge magic weapon that crushed the immortal peak at the scene."

This cultivator's robe was loose and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"So strong. The whole battle should be over in just ten breaths."

"When did such a powerful middle-stage Jindan monk come to Yuanlaoshan?"

"It's strange, I haven't heard of any fragments of the Holy Land emerging."

"Next, be more cautious."

The monk in the Taoist robe took off his clothes, stepped out of the way slightly, and then disappeared from the spot.

After a while, more and more monks came from nearby. Some were doubtful, some were shocked, some were greedy, some were shrinking, and the monks had various attitudes.

the other side.

Han Yi's speed is not slow.

His mind followed Wen Zhen as he flew away, but there was a hint of thought on his face.

"This monk also knows that the soul is weak. If he leaves with the help of the immortal boat, he will definitely be easily caught up by me, so he simply uses the complexity of the Yuanlao Mountains to get rid of my tracking."

"However, his situation was different from mine at that time. My mana was blocked and my spiritual sea was damaged, but my spiritual consciousness was still intact. Under the mad pressure of my spiritual consciousness, I fled into the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains on an immortal boat. Because of my spiritual consciousness, I escaped After passing through all the monsters, I finally got a moment of respite.”

"But the opponent's soul is damaged, but his magic power and spiritual sea are not damaged. Although the power of the giant magic weapon is still there, it is like a blind man who has lost his sense of direction. Although he has the magic weapon in his hand, he cannot hit the enemy. , Ten points of effort are only one point of effort.”

Han Yi chased him very quickly. He used the Light Body Technique, and his speed was faster than that of ordinary early-stage golden elixir monks. At this moment, he was tracking with all his strength. In just a moment, the distance between him and Wen Zhen was only eight kilometers.

but.

These eight kilometers are an absolutely safe distance. If Wen Zhen's soul is intact, he will never be unaware of it. But at this moment, the opponent's soul is in chaos, and Han Yi is already in an invincible position.

Moreover, this time, Han Yi was preparing to turn the methods he learned from the Black God Tower Killer into his own experience to deal with Wen Zhen.

Han Yi's body flashed and he bypassed Wen Zhen from the side, but he was still eight kilometers away from Wen Zhen.

One minute later.

The order of the two people suddenly became that Han Yi was leading the way and Wen Zhen was escaping from behind. Moreover, the distance between the two was only less than one kilometer.

then.

With almost aiming, Han Yi flipped his hands and took out a formation disk from the Qiankun Ring. There were nine formation disks, leaving one main formation disk. Then, he brushed the other eight formation disks a few times and dropped them into the surrounding three. in a space of 100 meters.

The spiritual killing psychedelic formation took shape in an instant.

This formation was refined with a stream of spiritual thoughts while riding on the immortal boat during the nearly two months from Xuan Dan Sect to Yuan Lao Mountain. In addition, it also included poisons such as Guixu Powder, They were all sorted out by him during this period.

Three breaths after the formation took shape, Wen Zhen, who was in a state of confusion, broke in.

Han Yi activated the formation, and the thick fog spread. His figure was hidden in the formation. Moreover, as soon as he came up, he learned his lesson and directly condensed nine spiritual killing bodies.

The Seven-Star Kunwu Sword flashed and blasted out crazily.

Following closely behind were other swords, the Demon-Slaying Dagger, the Lei Ze Sword, the Feng Ling Sword, the Qing Ping Sword, and the Fire Mist Sword. As for the two magic weapons obtained from Yan Bu, a short knife and a short sword, Han Yi had not yet sacrificed them and had not taken them out.

Moreover, this time, the battlefield was on the ground and not in the air. Even the Qing Ping Sword, Han Yi could make a move.

The scene of killing Yan Bu was vivid in his mind. He did not want to become the second Yan Bu.

As soon as he came up, he naturally went all out, without even testing. Everything would be decided after killing the other party.

Wen Zhen, who broke into the formation, had a drastic change of expression. With nearly ninety years of practice and being in the upper echelons of the Wuqing Sect, he could tell at a glance what kind of formation this was.

This set of third-level middle-grade formations can trap and kill enemies. In his current state, he has entered the formation and lost the strongest Taixuyuan Fire Talisman, so there is no chance of survival.

There is great terror between life and death, not to mention that Wen Zhen knows that if he is killed here, the other party will definitely not let his soul go. He will only die and disappear, and he will not even have the chance to escape into reincarnation.

"Wait, I know the whereabouts of Yan Ru."