Chapter 292: Divine Power Hellfire, Magical Use of Soul Techniques

In Jin Wang's eyes, a flash of sword light with a green-black color was reflected. The sword light was agile and flickering. Although it was not emitted by a spiritual treasure, it was no less powerful than a spiritual treasure.

Chi!

The slight sound of tearing silk suddenly resounded through the world. Although the sound was not loud, it could be heard by many great monks hidden in the void within a radius of 100 meters.

Even though they were not facing the sword directly, they seemed to be on the scene when they heard the sound of tearing silk, and their hair stood on end.

Several great monks who arrived later and did not see Han Yi's sea of ​​​​reversal put away their contempt in their eyes and became solemn. Their eyes changed, as if they were thinking, what would happen if they faced this sword?

On the other side.

On Qingchi Mountain, when Huo Feicheng's Fiery Flag opened the spiritual treasure space, spread the Fiery Prison, and rushed to Qingchi Palace, where Han Yi was, Han Yi did not despise it, but handed over a heavy sword.

The sword was Qing Ping, but it was controlled by the Yuanying realm, and it was a little lighter than before. It was as if the long sword was swinging across the sky. At first glance, it seemed like an egg hitting a stone, but in fact, it was a point breaking the surface.

Just a face-to-face encounter, this hell of fire was cut open by the sword light, and the sword light hit the flaming flag fluttering in the wind, knocking the spiritual treasure back. In the open spiritual treasure space, the endless fire burning fiercely was extinguished by the scattered sword light.

Huo Feicheng was horrified, but his face was extremely angry.

"How dare you."

"Die!"

"Hell fire, rise."

With a loud shout, the flaming flag that was knocked away rose in the wind, and in an instant, it had reached the point of covering the sky and the sun.

Qingchi Mountain, and even the entire Qingchi Sect, seemed to be shrouded in a burning world of fire. Countless Qingchi Sect monks were horrified and ran for their lives.

In fact, before this, after receiving Han Yi's order, the leader of Qingchi Sect, Du Kun, had already covered the entire sect with his spiritual sense, allowing all the cultivators to escape. Most of the remaining cultivators at this moment were unwilling to escape and were lucky, but facing the coming of the blazing fire, these cultivators, in the face of death, also gave up their luck and fled for their lives.

More than ten miles away, Bao Hanchi's eyebrows jumped: "Old ghost Huo, this is desperate."

Then, he sneered again in his heart.

"However, it seems that his magical power, Hellfire, has not improved in all these years. It seems that he has been used to a good life in Yanwei Mansion."

Other hidden cultivators also watched with concentration, with disdain, solemnity, sarcasm, and indifference.

Each spiritual treasure is inherently very strong, but the power it exerts must be based on the cultivator's own strength. For example, a Jindan cultivator cannot exert 100% of the power of the spiritual treasure when using a spiritual treasure. It is not easy to have 30% of it.

The power that a spiritual treasure can exert in the hands of a Yuanying cultivator is already in another world.

The Yuanyings that Han Yi had killed before were all people who had never had a spiritual treasure.

At this moment, he finally knew why a spiritual treasure was called a spiritual treasure, and how powerful the fully expanded spiritual treasure space was.

The so-called spiritual treasure, the world within the body, is called the spiritual treasure space. From another perspective, this space is a smaller version of... a cave heaven.

It is conceivable how terrifying it is to fight the enemy with the power of a cave heaven.

When a cultivator reaches the realm of a true lord, he can transform his magic skills into magical powers. The so-called magical powers are actually the same as magic skills, but the magical powers are solidified. Although they cannot be imprinted in the blood like demon cultivators, they are more flexible and powerful than the original magic skills.

The term "magic power" originally came from demon cultivators. Because of their bloodline, demon cultivators have their own innate magical power. Once the magical power is released, it is extremely powerful. When Han Yi was in the Qi training realm, the tiger demon he met in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain, its magical power, the Shackled Eyes, made many people pause for a breath. For the Qi training realm, a breath of time can also change the outcome and life and death.

The Yuanying cultivators Han Yi met before were not without magical powers, but his sword was too fast, so fast that the Yuanyings with weaker strength did not have time to display it, and they died under his sword.

And at this moment.

The Fiery Prison is the spiritual treasure space of Huo Feicheng's spiritual treasure, the Fiery Flag.

And with the help of the Fiery Prison, Huo Feicheng displayed... magical powers here.

His magical power manifested in the Fiery Prison and turned into... Hellfire.

Magical power, hellfire.

This is the way of cultivation chosen by most cultivators. Combining magical powers with spiritual treasures can be much more powerful than a single magical power.

In the Qingchi Palace, Han Yi was dignified, without any contempt.

Moreover, Han Yi thought more. He was not afraid of one mid-stage Nascent Soul, nor was he afraid of more mid-stage Nascent Souls. But if there were many mid-stage Nascent Souls, plus one late-stage Nascent Soul, or even, if he killed the other party and poked a hornet's nest, there would be endless pursuit, and he would need to weigh it.

Han Yi glanced at the young man who was sitting cross-legged on a huge heavy halberd, holding a book and a brush, writing furiously, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

This young man was a danger to him, like a thorn in his side. His cultivation was definitely beyond the mid-stage and reached the late-stage Nascent Soul.

Before he broke through, Han Yi was not afraid of the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Once he entered the Nascent Soul, with his potential, he was no longer afraid of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. He was confident that he could compete with the opponent and even had a chance to kill the opponent. However, Han Yi had no confidence at all against the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

However, in Xia Quan's soul shadow memory, there was a record of this young man, or to be more comprehensive, Xia Quan knew all the Nascent Soul masters in Daqin.

This young man was one of the eight censors of the Censorate, one of the three halls of the Great Qin Dynasty. His name was Jin Wang.

What made Han Yi feel a little relieved was that the censors of the Censorate traveled all over the world, recording what had happened or was happening, but rarely intervened.

However, even if he knew that Jin Wang would not take action.

Even if he really had the strength to kill Huo Feicheng, the deputy lord of Yanwei Mansion, who announced his name right away, he must not kill him.

Otherwise, the other Great Qin cultivators around him would never sit idly by. Even if he could escape, there would be more cultivators chasing him, and even the lords of the nine mansions might personally take action. If he was not careful, he would have to explain himself in the Great Qin.

Therefore, the best strategy was to defeat one or two Nascent Soul cultivators and show his strength. It would be best if the other party could leave. If not, he would choose to escape quickly.

But it was not easy for him to hold back in the fight. If he was not careful, he would be the one who lost.

Therefore, Han Yi's thoughts were surging at this moment, trying to find the most stable way to escape.

However, while he was thinking, the attack had already landed, so he had to fight for the time being.

Swish!!

Thousands of hellfires, I will break them with one sword.

The Qingping Sword shuttled through the hellfire, and the sword light passed by, slashing the hellfire, but in the spreading space, the hellfire was endless. At the moment of its arrival, several hellfires had already avoided the sword light and touched Han Yi's body.

These hellfires were Huo Feicheng's magical powers, and naturally had strong lethality, so Han Yi had to be serious.

But he did not sit and wait for death, standing in the void. A punch was thrown.

Bang!!

The approaching hellfire, like fireworks, exploded in the air, scattered and fell.

Bang, bang, bang!

Han Yi threw punch after punch without any expression on his face. A pale golden light shone through his body, making him look like an ancient god.

A mile away, Huo Feicheng's pupils shrank wildly and he exclaimed: "Are you still a cultivator?"

Dozens of miles away, Bao Hanchi was also shocked, and even his breath could not be concealed for a while, revealing his figure.

"So strong, this body is walking the path of the ancient gods?"

"Although this path has no way forward, it is extremely difficult before the transformation of the gods, but it is also extremely strong."

"Moreover, looking at his body, he can even smash the hellfire with his fists, which means he can compete with the cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul with the strength of his body."

"Who is this Han Yi, the Xuandan Sect? Impossible, he is a small Nascent Soul sect that is not one of the three major sects. The pond is too small to cultivate this real dragon."

"There are definitely many secrets on him."

Thinking of this, Bao Hanchi, who had originally extinguished his thoughts, showed a trace of greed again. He has been trapped in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul for two hundred years. If he can seize the immortal fate from Han Yi, maybe he will have a chance to go one step further and step into the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

For the official cultivators of Dagan, the middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul are only one small realm apart, but they are completely different. The middle stage can only be the envoy of the Internal History Palace, while the late stage of the Nascent Soul can serve as the master of a palace. Whether in terms of status or strength, there is a huge difference, and he can't help but be tempted.

In addition to him, many hidden cultivators in the surrounding 100 miles of void also revealed their auras in shock, staring at Han Yi in the Qingchi Palace, with a leisurely gaze and thoughts, and no one else knew.

And on the field.

Han Yi stimulated the power of his flesh and shook the hellfire, but in just three short breaths, he felt his fist burning. After all, his flesh was not the body of a real ancient god, but still the body of a human cultivator. Shaking the hellfire with his flesh was short-term, but not long-lasting.

Han Yi also expected this.

He saw that after he smashed a ball of hellfire, a mysterious mark was formed in an instant.

This mark was formed in an instant. Just as the mark was formed, a wave emerged from his body and fell to Huo Feicheng, who was one mile away.

Nine Soul-Destroying Seals.

In an instant, the two people, who were one mile apart, paused. Then, the Nascent Soul was pulled and fell into the Soul Slave Space.

Huo Feicheng was a Nine-Mansion cultivator after all. After realizing that the Nascent Soul had blossomed and the world in front of him had changed, his face suddenly changed.

But before he could make any move, he saw more than 20 dark sword lights whistling and falling.

A hundred meters away, Han Yi used the Nine Soul-Destroying Seals to communicate with the Soul Slave Space and instantly pulled the Nascent Souls of the two into the Soul Slave Space. At this moment, the speed of time in the outside world slowed down too much. This Soul Slave Space with a different speed of time was definitely enough for Han Yi to severely injure Huo Feicheng.

He did not want to turn Huo Feicheng into his soul slave. If he did this in front of everyone, it would be a way to seek death. He was naturally not stupid.

But the Soul Slave Space, in addition to enslaving the soul and the primordial infant and turning them into soul slaves, has another wonderful use, which is the duel between the soul and the primordial infant.

At this moment, Huo Feicheng, who had just reacted, was about to use soul skills, but it was too late. After Han Yi's soul merged with the golden elixir, his primordial infant was no weaker than other mid-stage cultivators.

And more importantly, Han Yi possessed multiple soul skills. He used his primordial infant to perform soul palace soul skills, which ordinary mid-stage primordial infants could not resist.

At this moment, in the Soul Slave Space, the soul sword whistled and fell like rain, piercing Huo Feicheng's primordial infant, and the power of the soul-slashing slashed his primordial infant into thousands of holes, and the primordial infant screamed endlessly.

After the soul sword, Han Yi did not stop, and re-formed the seal to end the duel in the Soul Slave Space that lasted less than half a breath. In an instant, the primordial infants of the two returned to the outside world.

The outside world.

Puff!

Huo Feicheng's Yuanying was shaken wildly, and his body was affected. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly became weak. For a moment, he couldn't even control his body. He staggered and fell half a meter. His eyes were horrified. Although he didn't know what happened just now, he was definitely hit by the opponent's soul technique.

What kind of soul technique is so weird?

Except for Han Yi, other cultivators have no memory of what happened in the Soul Slave Space. If they become soul slaves, they only remember the Soul Slave Space, their own lives, manifested as soul bells, and stayed in the Soul Slave Space. They don't remember the duel between the soul and the soul, nor do they remember what soul techniques the soul master has.

This is the power of the Soul Slave Space, and it is also one of the reasons why the Earth Demon Hall can be the second hall of the Soul Hall.

On the field, Huo Feicheng's sudden change in aura was naturally noticed by the surrounding great monks. Everyone was startled and had guessed something. In Tianzhu Si Xuantian, Han Yi was suspected of being a soul seed of the Soul Palace, and even killed Xia Quan, his soul slave. Now this situation should be that the Xuandan Sect monk sacrificed the soul technique, and Huo Feicheng was hit by the soul technique, which caused the disorder of aura.

Seeing this, the monks who were originally ready to move became silent again.

This Han Yi is not necessarily a sheep, but may be a wolf that broke into Daqin. This wolf is not easy to deal with. If you are not careful, you will become a sheep.

At this moment, the monks have brought Han Yi's status to an equal level, and even Bao Hanchi, who had just emerged with murderous intent, temporarily suppressed the ripples in his heart.

On the field

When the Nascent Soul returned, Han Yi whistled softly. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party's Nascent Soul was injured, the Qingping Sword silently passed through, cutting the Fiery Prison into two pieces, and the world was instantly clear.

The Fiery Flag flew back, and there was a gap on the Fiery Flag, almost cutting the flag in two, with only the top part of the flag still a finger long.

Huo Feicheng, who had stabilized his body again, caught the spiritual treasure that had been severely injured and was wailing spiritually, and his face was painful and livid.

If this spiritual treasure was to be repaired, the price to be paid would be that even he would have to bleed heavily.

Thinking of this, Huo Feicheng turned his head and stared at Han Yi, who was standing high in the sky with a sword hanging on his body. The murderous intent in his eyes kept rising and falling, and his face was ferocious.

But in just three short breaths, he put away all his expressions. He was not stupid to be able to walk to the deputy lord of Yanwei Mansion.

At first, he attacked directly, instead of hiding in the surrounding void like other cultivators, because the young master of Yanwei Mansion was killed by Han Yi in the cave. Although he did not die, he also cut off the fate of the Supreme Order Immortal.

He himself looked down on the cultivators outside the sect, so he attacked with hatred.

Just now, his Nascent Soul was suddenly injured. In that instant, he couldn't even stabilize his body. If the other party wanted to kill him, it would definitely be a matter of one sword, but the other party did not do so.

Show mercy?

Of course not, the other party was just afraid of the surrounding cultivators. Killing him would be equivalent to breaking the face of the Great Qin Nine Mansions. The surrounding cultivators would have to take action at that time.

Good calculation.

But he had already lost, and the spiritual treasure was damaged. It was meaningless to stay here.

Thinking of this, Huo Feicheng snorted heavily, put away the Fiery Flag, turned around and flew away, without even saying a word of courtesy.

On the other side

Bao Hanchi finally suppressed the killing intent in his heart. Even when Huo Laogui attacked, he got nothing good. Even his spiritual treasure was severely damaged. If he went up, the result would be the same.

Thinking of this, Bao Hanchi took a deep look at Han Yi standing in the void on Qingchi Mountain. A trace of regret flashed through his mind, and he turned and left. When he left, he also had a thought that after returning, he would tell Sheng'er that he must never provoke Han Yi in the future.

At the same time.

In the surrounding void, the other four monks from the three halls and nine mansions who had originally arrived here made the same choice within three breaths and left quickly without any nostalgia.

Before the last monk, a monk from the Taiwei Hall, left, he glanced at Jin Wang on the heavy halberd, and his eyes were full of fear. This Jin Wang, appearing here, is it his intention, or the intention of the Yushi Hall, or the intention of His Majesty?

There are different meanings here.

However, the Taiwei Hall can't control these.

On the other side.

Jin Wang wrote quickly, and his eyes were shining.

"The sword light cut through the Prison of Fiery Flames and forced back the Fiery Flag."

"But Huo Feicheng was already extremely angry. He sacrificed the Fiery Flag again, ignited the Prison of Fiery Flames, and even used the spiritual treasure to bless the magical power 'Hellfire' in it, turning Qingchi Mountain into a world of hellfire."

"Han Yi of Xuandan Sect used the sword light to extinguish the hellfire, but the hellfire was endless and could not be completely extinguished."

"When the hellfire approached, Han Yi showed a strong body, and golden light overflowed from his body. It was suspected that he was using the ancient god's body refining magic, but he had not yet cultivated to the ancient god's true body."

"He is a person who cultivates both spirit and body."

"Use a strong body to confront the hellfire."

The pen tip suddenly paused, and Jin Wang's eyes flashed with a hint of thought, but he abandoned this thought in an instant and wrote truthfully.

"After three breaths, Han Yi formed a seal and launched a mysterious soul technique, severely injuring Huo Feicheng. The soul technique was strange and there was no external scene, so it was impossible to determine what kind of soul technique it was."

"In an instant, Huo Feicheng's Nascent Soul was injured. Han Yi controlled the spirit sword and took the opportunity to break the Prison of Fiery Fire. The Fiery Flag was severely damaged. The winner was decided. Huo Feicheng retreated with the flag and left in a flash."

"In the territory of Qingchi Mountain, within a hundred miles, the monks of the three halls and nine mansions of the Great Qin had all retreated within three breaths."

"Only one monk was still hidden in the void and had no intention of retreating."

"Soul Hall, Seventh Hall, Elder of the Sky Burial Hall, Yan Zhan."

Jin Wang stopped writing here, raised his head slightly, looked forward, and turned into a statue, without any intention of leaving.

Above Qingchi Palace, Han Yi's consciousness swept through the void, and he looked at Jin Wang seriously, with a puzzled look.

The censors of the Yushi Palace traveled all over Daqin and even the entire Yuheng Realm, only making records, and would not interfere in the grievances between the sects of the cultivators.

But a great cultivator in the late Yuanying stage was not far away from him, and he also looked at him. From his expression, it seemed that he did not want to leave, which made Han Yi's face solemn, and he was puzzled in his heart, and he did not dare to relax.

However.

He thought of something in an instant, and his doubts disappeared.

The fact that the censor did not leave proved that the matter was not over yet, that is, there were still great cultivators around, spying on him.

Thinking of this, Han Yi half-closed his eyes, and in the space inside his body, the Yuanying opened his eyes, and a most common and direct soul-binding technique spread to the surrounding void.

In just a moment, at a place seven miles away from him, the soul-binding technique responded that the soul-binding technique was ineffective in this area.

This is it.

Han Yi looked at this place, and then thought of something, and his face darkened.

"You are sneaking around, it seems you are not a Daqin cultivator, who are you?"