Chapter 261 The Ancient Corpse Swallows the Immortal and Returns to Yuheng

Horror.

Great terror.

This kind of terror shocked him more than any other time before. Even when Xinghe Zhenjun was devoured in the Tanggu Mountains, it was not as terrible as this time.

In the depths of the huge palace, rows of cultivators stood like puppets for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. Before this, Han Yi was still wondering why he encountered many ancient demon corpses along the way, but rarely encountered cultivator corpses. He only encountered a few preserved corpses near the city gate.

According to speculation, those corpses should have been great gods in their lifetime. In other words, there are countless gods in this palace of the immortal mountain.

Among them, it is very likely that there are not only gods, but also half-immortals or real immortal corpses and remains.

If that's the case, then this place is definitely a fairyland far beyond the virtual thunder tree, but the phantom that came out of the palace and the chain in its hand turned all this, this place, into a terrifying forbidden land.

Han Yi was so frightened that he felt cold all over, but although he was fast, the chain behind him was even faster. In fact, the chain was not just a speed, but a manifestation of rules.

Han Yi just took a step forward, and the chain that spread out from the huge palace had already penetrated his body.

Then, Han Yi, who took a step forward and was about to pounce, paused instantly, as if the pause button was pressed. This scene was exactly the same as the detention of the Zhenjun just now.

Han Yi's body was frozen, and the horror on his face and the fear in his pupils seemed to be real, but they were also frozen like his body.

Then, outside the palace, the illusory figure shook the chain lightly, and Han Yi at the end of the chain, the mana that had just emerged from his body, the huge force transmitted between muscles, the fearful face, and the horrified pupils, instantly dissipated.

His hands drooped, the mana dissipated, his face was numb, and his pupils were lifeless.

At this moment, Han Yi was not only a body, but even his soul was only an empty shell.

Immediately, the chain pulled, and pulled his soulless body to the palace gate.

The palace gate that had been open for a breath closed again.

In fact.

Han Yi saw everything very clearly.

However, when the chain entered his body, his body, spiritual sea, sea of ​​consciousness, everything, was completely out of his control. His body was like a puppet, his magic power did not manifest, his golden elixir did not move, and his soul was even more confused. Only the black bead above the sea of ​​consciousness continued to guide the gray-white soul breath, unaffected at all, but there was no further movement.

Han Yi's consciousness was trapped in his body, but isolated from his body. It was completely a weird puppet state. He could see everything happening in front of him and feel his body, but he could not control anything in the outside world, and it completely became an independent sight.

Seeing himself give up resistance and being pulled into the palace by the chain, standing not far from the door, Han Yi was anxious, but he could do nothing at all.

After he entered the palace, the chain disappeared again, but Han Yi's state did not change, which made him realize that the strange thing was this palace, and the illusory figure and the illusory chain were just the manifestation of the rules extending from the palace.

Han Yi saw several monks standing in front of him in his fixed sight, including the great monk Zhenjun who was chained into the palace before him, but his sight was fixed and he could not use his spiritual sense, so he could not see other people.

A day later, Han Yi could sense that the palace door behind him opened, and then a figure was detained and stood beside him.

In the following time, many monks were caught one after another, and they were arranged neatly like puppets, without any resistance.

Han Yi, who only had a sight left, only hoped that time would pass quickly, and the two worlds jade could take them back to the Yuheng world. At that time, after leaving this palace, they should be able to be rescued from this weird state.

However.

Half a month after he was detained in the palace, the change occurred again.

In his sight, all the Jindan monks in front of him had spiritual lights emerging. These spiritual lights not only contained mana, but also physical blood, spirit and soul power. After being stripped from the body, these powers floated towards the depths of the palace.

It was as if someone was treating the monks detained in the palace as blood food and constantly sucking them.

Han Yi could clearly feel that the aura of those monks whose spiritual lights were stripped suddenly dropped a little. This change was obvious.

It lasted for a whole stick of incense before the spiritual light deprivation of the monks in front finally ended, and the whole palace returned to a strange silence.

Half a month later, the spiritual light of the monks in front was extracted again, and this time the range was not only other monks, but also spread to Han Yi.

Just when he was horrified, the same strange thing happened in front of him.

In his sight, there was a sudden slight shake, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. This figure was wearing a black Taoist robe.

Han Yi was startled, thinking that another cultivator was detained, but he suddenly felt something was wrong.

This robe, this figure, instantly overlapped with a certain figure in his memory.

This, is this the ancient corpse in his Qiankun Ring?

Han Yi was dumbfounded, this ancient corpse was resurrected here?

His guess was indeed correct, this ancient corpse, there is definitely something wrong.

Before Han Yi's thoughts spread further, the ancient corpse that appeared in the palace from its Qiankun Ring opened its mouth slightly, and an invisible rule spread instantly. Within a hundred meters of the ancient corpse, all the top-grade spiritual stones in the Qiankun Ring of the cultivators disappeared instantly. When they reappeared, they were one meter in front of her. Then, they were swallowed up by the open mouth.

Han Yi, who was behind the ancient corpse, could not see all this, but he guessed that the ancient corpse was definitely doing something, otherwise it would not have suddenly appeared.

After the ancient corpse swallowed all the top-grade spiritual stones, its silver eyes flashed suddenly, and its head turned slightly at a slight angle. Then, in front of her, a black jade suddenly appeared.

Han Yi saw the jade clearly and was shocked. This jade was the virtual thunder heart that caused everyone to fight for it not long ago.

The cultivator who took the virtual thunder heart was also detained in this palace.

In Han Yi's horrified sight, the ancient corpse opened its mouth and swallowed the heart of virtual thunder directly into its mouth. Although the tree heart was large, it gradually shrank when it approached the mouth of the ancient corpse, and finally sank into the mouth and disappeared.

Then, countless runes flashed in her silver eyes. She turned her head again and looked directly at the deepest part of the palace. A mechanical voice sounded.

"Restart completed."

"Charge 1.78%."

"Time positioning, the eighth era."

"Found the fallen immortal, execute the 11176th plan to destroy the ancients."

As soon as the mechanical voice fell, the silver light in her eyes suddenly increased, and the ancient corpse flashed slightly, and it went straight into the depths of the palace.

Han Yi was shocked.

The next moment.

Boom! !

In the depths of the palace, there was a roar, followed by a shocking vibration, and a terrifying breath rushed up to the sky. This breath even made Han Yi feel like worshiping.

Click.

The palace suddenly split open, and then the entire fairy mountain began to shake wildly.

At the moment the palace split open, Han Yi found that his sight returned, and all the senses in his body returned, his body, blood, magic power, and soul were all within his perception.

No.

Not only him, but all the monks who were chained into the palace in the past two or three months who were at the entrance of the palace have recovered.

Escape, escape, escape...

Everyone turned around and fled without thinking, even the great monk Zhenjun, at this moment, seemed like a mortal, wishing he had an extra leg, and their faces were also filled with extreme horror and fear.

Han Yi was the same, and he ran the fastest near the entrance, madly squeezing all the strength of his body, his flesh and blood like a furnace, supporting his body, like an arrow from a string, in an instant he had reached the edge of the fairy mountain, and then plunged down, along the steps, under the effect of the terrifying gravity, his speed was simply extremely fast.

However

After just a few thousand meters, Han Yi noticed that there were monks flying away from above. Han Yi then found that the gravity of this fairy mountain had dissipated instantly. He bent his knees, stepped hard, and rushed out like a cannonball, fleeing wildly.

After ten breaths, he slowed down, stopped in mid-air, and looked behind him.

Behind him, dozens of kilometers away, the fairy mountain had collapsed in the violent earthquake.

At the top of the fairy mountain, in the palace that collapsed first, Han Yi also saw many figures with incomplete bodies and no breath. Those ancient figures quickly turned into ashes in the shaking of the palace.

The robes on the monks were the same as the monk who got the inner armor of the demon-killing monk.

Han Yi's heart moved, his eyes flashed, and he saw that the inner armor and the demon-killing sword on the monks who turned into ashes in the palace were indeed preserved.

That huge palace, densely packed with cultivators, if they could obtain these inner armors and swords and return to the Yuheng Realm, then the Xuandan Sect would definitely surpass the three major sects, and even the Holy Land might not be able to match its financial resources.

These are tens of thousands of spiritual treasures.

At this moment, a trace of desire emerged in Han Yi's heart.

But the next moment.

On the gradually collapsing fairy mountain, a figure with a dark body and unclear face emerged. The aura of this figure was twisted and strange. Han Yi was horrified. This aura was exactly the same as the half-mutated aura he had sensed from the aura when he tested the aura of this place before.

As soon as this dark and twisted figure appeared, it let out a roar that was not like a human voice. Then, the whole fairy mountain split from the middle, and a black scroll floated out of the fairy mountain.

The scroll was huge, flew into the air, and slowly unfolded. A breath that surpassed the spiritual treasure and suppressed time and space suddenly spread out.

In front of the twisted black shadow, a figure wearing a black Taoist robe and with silver eyes appeared. It was the ancient corpse of Han Yi's Qiankun Ring.

No.

It is not appropriate to say ancient corpse.

A word suddenly popped up in Han Yi's mind.

Immortal puppet.

This word is relatively old. It is a human-shaped puppet made by immortals with special materials. This kind of human-shaped puppet will execute certain fixed programs.

Han Yi clearly heard the few words of the immortal puppet just now, so he suddenly understood what this ancient corpse was.

The mysterious immortal mansion he was brought into by the Suizhu token, the yellow-turbaned immortal in it can be called a spirit puppet, and the current silver-robed female cultivator is definitely a fairy puppet that surpasses the spirit puppet.

However.

How could a fairy puppet that is much more precious than an immortal weapon be in Yuanlao Mountain? There must be a secret in it. The destruction of the holy land Yuanlao Mountain was definitely not that simple.

Han Yi couldn't figure it out for the time being.

At this moment.

The Silver Eyed Immortal Puppet reached out with one hand, ignoring space and time, and grabbed the twisted black shadow in his hand. Then, a silver light rushed out from his eyes.

A hoarse scream suddenly sounded between heaven and earth. This scream revealed the extreme horror. Han Yi was shocked and dared not covet those inner armor and swords anymore. He turned and fled.

Behind him, the black shadow pinched by the ancient corpse roared and struggled in the silver light.

However.

The ancient corpse had no expression on his face, opened his mouth slightly, grabbed the struggling black shadow, and stuffed it into his mouth. The black shadow close to his mouth gradually shrank, and finally was swallowed by the ancient corpse like a top-grade spirit stone.

The ancient corpse lowered his head and looked at the fairy mountain below. In his eyes, silver runes flickered, and after a short moment, they converged again.

Then, he looked up and looked deeper into the fairy city. The runes in his eyes were surging and changing violently. Immediately, his figure shook and he was heading deeper into the fairy city.

At this moment, on the fairy mountain, the huge scroll that floated up from the fairy mountain seemed to have lost control and fell down before it was fully unfolded.

Although the scroll looked light, it collapsed the fairy mountain when it fell on the cracked fairy mountain. The entire ten thousand meter high fairy mountain was completely broken apart. The huge shock was transmitted far away, so that the people who escaped no longer dared to take chances.

This kind of power is like the power of the fairy. Even if the great power of the transformation of the gods came, they dared not approach and could only flee.

After escaping for half an hour, I don’t know how far I was thrown, and Han Yi just stopped.

However.

After he stopped, before he could breathe a sigh of relief and sort out the cause and effect, three figures had already surrounded him.

Han Yi looked at the three Taoists approaching, and a hint of understanding and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He had an impression of these three people. Not long after escaping from the Immortal Mountain, when he stopped to look at the Immortal Mountain, these three people appeared not far from his side.

However.

Then the silver light filled the sky, the black shadow roared, and Han Yi turned and fled wildly. He didn't even see the Immortal Puppet Devouring Soul, the scroll falling, and the Immortal Mountain collapsing behind him, and he was already far away from the Immortal Mountain.

And because he was eager to escape, he didn't even notice that he was followed by these three.

"Hand over what you got from the Immortal Mountain, and I'll spare your life."

In front of him, a cultivator exuding the power of the peak of the Golden Core slowly walked over. In his eyes, golden eyes emerged and looked at Han Yi. His face was solemn, without any contempt.

Behind the left and right, there were also two peak Jindans surrounding him.

Among these three people, the aura of the golden elixir in the back is equivalent to the top 100 in the real person list, but ranked behind, while the aura of the golden elixir in the front is stronger than Li Dongli, but weaker than the half-step Yuanying in the top ten of the real person list, such as Lu Bai and Xiong Tu Zhenren.

Han Yi's eyes flickered, and he understood instantly that these three people felt that they had already eaten him.

Those who can enter this place are all outstanding geniuses in various fields. Even the weakest ones are in the late stage of the golden elixir. Moreover, they are not ordinary late stages, but have powerful trump cards and can even fight across levels.

Therefore, even if it is a robbery, you need to be extremely vigilant, and you may accidentally mention the iron plate.

However.

The three of them can see clearly that Han Yi's cultivation has just broken through to the late stage of the golden elixir, because although Han Yi used the virtual thunder spirit fruit to stabilize his cultivation, in fact, the fluctuations of this state of entering the late stage of the golden elixir are as bright as the bright moon in the spell.

Before that, they had not stepped into the immortal mountain, but only heard the shock. When they rushed to the periphery of the immortal mountain, they saw Han Yi escaping from the immortal mountain. The subsequent battle in the immortal mountain made them terrified and they dared not spy.

This cultivator must have obtained a great opportunity in the immortal mountain, so that he could step into the late stage of Jindan.

If it was a great cultivator of the True Lord, they would definitely not dare to have any small thoughts, but it was just a Jindan who had just broken through to the late stage, so they had the idea of ​​robbing and killing him. Even if this person was strong, facing three Jindan peak cultivators, could he still kill them?

Those half-step Yuanying, or even Jindan who could fight against Yuanying, were all peak Jindan. They had never heard of any cultivator who had the combat power of half-step Yuanying when he first entered the Jindan.

Therefore, facing Han Yi, they felt that they were invincible, and maybe they could make a lot of money. At worst, the other party had a trump card, which was to break free from the siege and escape.

This is a sure win.

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, a light golden light overflowed from Han Yi's chest, and it was the Two Realms Jade.

Han Yi had put the Two Realms Jade in the Qiankun Ring on his body before, in case he could not notice it.

At the same time, three peak Jindan masters in three directions within a kilometer away also had golden light on their bodies.

"Time is almost up."

"Kill him."

The three looked at each other, shouted softly, and suddenly burst up. Faster than them were three streams of light.

When Han Yi noticed the glow of the Two Realms Mountain, he was sure that there were many immortals in this world, but the dangers were also terrifying.

If it weren't for the mysterious immortal puppet, he would jump out of the Qiankun Ring and destroy the palace. If he was still trapped in the palace, he didn't know if he could return to the Yuheng Realm with the Two Realms Jade.

And at this moment, in the last few breaths of time before leaving, someone still dared to rob and kill him. He really thought he had no temper.

His cultivation in the late Jindan stage has increased his combat effectiveness several times compared to before. Even if he faces a Half-Step Yuanying and Jian Ya Huxing, Han Yi feels that he has the strength to fight, let alone these peak Jindan masters.

Yuan Yang Sword, Five Elements Sword, Tai A Sword, swooped out and arrived in an instant.

This time, facing the peak of Jindan, Han Yi did not sacrifice Qing Ping Sword. Qing Ping Sword was only a low-grade magic weapon. Even if he had a greater amplification effect on the magic weapon, it would be difficult to cross the influence of the grade.

Therefore, he sacrificed Tai A Sword, which was also sacrificed and refined when he returned from Daqin.

When the three swords were fired at the same time, gold, white, and blood flashed by.

The peak of Jindan in front was not a sword cultivator. He held a Taoist tablet. The Taoist tablet was heavy and collided with the fastest Yuan Yang Sword.

The Yuan Yang Sword retreated a few meters, and the golden light trembled wildly, while the Taoist tablet was knocked out. There was a sword mark in the middle, which spread from beginning to end. The Taoist tablet returned to the hands of the peak of Jindan cultivator, and horror appeared in his eyes.

"Not good."

"Half-step Yuanying."

"Run!"

This Jindan peak cultivator, who was comparable to Li Dongli, was horrified. He had already had an accurate understanding of Han Yi's strength from the collision just now.

When he just thought of "running", he saw that the other two cultivators of the same realm behind Han Yi had been strangled by the sword in just half a breath.

Fast, too fast.

Fierce, too fierce.

The speed and ferocity of these three swords were only seen by this Jindan cultivator under some half-step Yuanying sword immortals.

He had no time to think about why the other party had such a terrifying combat power when he was only in the late Jindan stage.

Because the Yuanyang Sword not far away, after trembling wildly, had already shot out again like the god of death. The cultivation of the late Jindan stage, coupled with the extraordinary sword-controlling skills, made Han Yi's strength firmly step into the ranks of half-step Yuanying.

Seeing the golden light coming again, with the edge that could tear apart the soul, and the two-world jade on his body, it would take half a breath to complete the transmission. The Jindan cultivator gritted his teeth fiercely, threw the Dao tablet in his hand, and exploded.

The self-explosion of the top-grade magic weapon, with its terrifying power, turned the area within several kilometers into a violent spiritual disaster area.

In the self-explosion of such magic weapons, Han Yi also needed to temporarily avoid the edge. He retreated lightly and was thousands of meters away. In his hands, he already held two Qiankun rings. Seeing the golden light of the two-world jade rising sharply, he hurriedly called back all three swords, and looked at the magic weapons that fell below when he killed two people just now, and felt a little regretful.

But there was no time for him to pick it up. In an instant, the golden light enveloped him, and his figure disappeared silently.

The darkness rolled around, and there seemed to be some strange voices whispering in the twisting. The light emitted by the Two Realms Jade made these sticky darkness strange and dared not approach.

When he appeared again, he had arrived at the small square where he left Shengxu Valley before. This place should be somewhere in the Two Realms Mountain. As soon as this thought came up, the Two Realms Jade in his hand teleported it out again, and instantly fell like a meteor towards one of the seven realms flashing with light in front.

This time, the time was shorter, just three breaths, the light and shadow changed, and when it became clear again, it had returned to the Yuheng Realm. When he stepped on the ground of Shengxu Valley, Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm back.