Chapter 393 The Truth About the Evil God, the Cracks in the Fairy World

It is not far from Tianque Mountain to Southern Xinjiang. It only takes one state to cross. With Han Yi's speed, he will arrive soon.

However, in this process, he handed out two more "swords", which made two noisy witches and priests fall to their heads.

The effect of controlling the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd with the sword control technique of the extreme level is surprisingly powerful, and it is getting more and more convenient. It is much faster than the Human Emperor Sword from the capital of the Qin Kingdom to the capital of Shu during the chaos of the Shu capital.

Although the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd are not "swords", in Han Yi's mind, everything in the world can be a sword. There are immortals who pick up a blade of grass as a sword to destroy the sun, moon and stars. There is nothing wrong with him using the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd as a sword.

However.

When Han Yi stepped into Southern Xinjiang, his face became a little solemn.

"I didn't expect that there would be such an ancient alien race underground in Southern Xinjiang?"

"Dead but not rotten, stubborn and incorruptible."

"Deserve to be killed."

The first 'sword' that Han Yi swung at Tianque Mountain just now crossed a state and killed a Southern Xinjiang evil god. That evil god was just entering the God Transformation Stage. For Han Yi, he could kill him with a flip of his hand.

But when he sensed a wisp of immortal world breath rushing from Tianque Mountain to Southern Xinjiang, he felt that the gradually strong breath underground in Southern Xinjiang at this moment had definitely broken through the semi-immortal realm.

However, this breath revealed corruption and distortion. Although there was a semi-immortal realm, there should be no semi-immortal power.

Now Han Yi already knows what the so-called Southern Xinjiang evil god is?

Before the ancient shocking battle, the immortals of Yuheng Realm were withdrawn to participate in the war. After the war, the Chaos Demon Zone was born. All the small worlds in the Chaos Demon Zone had chaotic spiritual and demonic energy, and experienced a thousand years of chaos.

Thousands of years later, the spiritual energy sank, the demonic energy was expelled from the small world, and the Yuheng Realm gradually began to recover, but the ancient truth was lost.

And those half-immortals and the alien races who had not participated in the war and stayed in the Yuheng Realm, under the invasion of chaotic demonic energy, used secret methods to seal their life breath and fell into a deep sleep in order to survive the initial chaos of spirits and demons.

But a thousand years later, when they were ready to recover, they found that although the demonic energy in the Yuheng Realm had disappeared, the demonic energy left in their souls still existed, and it could never be eliminated. In the past thousand years, these demonic energies have been constantly transforming their bodies and souls. Once they wake up, they will fall into frenzy.

These ancient alien races, with the invasion of demonic energy, have become huge and distorted. From the outside, they look exactly like the evil gods imagined by the cultivators, so they are called the Southern Xinjiang Evil God.

However

Although these evil gods have twisted minds, their strength when they fight to the death should not be underestimated. Moreover, as time goes by, most of the sleeping evil gods will never wake up again. In addition, the harsh environment in Southern Xinjiang has caused the powerful gods in the God Transformation Stage of Yuheng Realm to ignore it for 100,000 years and wait for Southern Xinjiang to die naturally in history.

As for the witch tribe in Southern Xinjiang, it is a group that gradually developed from the descendants of cultivators who fled to Southern Xinjiang tens of thousands of years ago. They call themselves the witch tribe and worship the evil gods of Southern Xinjiang as their ancestors. They offer sacrifices continuously.

The evil gods of Southern Xinjiang, who have been invaded by the demons, are also extremely sensitive to the seven emotions and six desires, and the breath of living beings. In order to prolong their lives, they also accept such sacrifices and pass on their power. In this way, Southern Xinjiang, witch cultivators, and evil gods have become a whole.

Han Yi didn't know about it at first, but when he was in Zihan Realm, he checked the information of that realm and found that Zihan Realm also had ancient relic areas similar to Nanjiang. However, the "stubborn disease" of Zihan Realm had been destroyed by the strongest sect in this realm, Zihan Sect. After all, Zihan Sect was founded more than 20,000 years ago. When it was at its most prosperous, there were three semi-immortals in the world. It was at its peak in the Gou Chen Realm.

"The breath of semi-immortals."

"This evil god should have been at the peak of semi-immortals in ancient times, and he was only one step away from becoming an immortal."

"We still need to be more cautious."

Han Yi slowed down his pace, but still went deep into Nanjiang unswervingly.

As he approached the depths of Nanjiang, the vibration of the core area gradually stopped, the mountains and forests were stained with blood, and the soil was smelly. Then, a pair of black giant hands tore open the mountain and propped up the body. A huge body slowly sat up.

Three miles away, Han Yi paused.

For a cultivator of his realm, three miles is just a stone's throw away, and the attack can be reached in an instant.

He looked at the huge body that sat up, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.

This body was almost the same as the demons that he had seen in the battle between the ancient demons and the immortal world cultivators in the residual spiritual light of the dead monk in Yongxi Immortal City.

This ancient alien race has been basically transformed by the devil energy into a close to the ancient demons over the long years.

At this moment, the huge body tilted its head and looked at Han Yi head-on. Its dark eyes were like a huge meteorite, full of devil energy. Those witch cultivators who had escaped by chance and fled to the outside happened to be in Han Yi's direction, and they all exploded and died in fear.

Han Yi was not surprised by this situation. These witch cultivators used to improve their cultivation through blood sacrifices. The energy obtained from this blood sacrifice itself contained the will of the evil god. While they were powerful, they had long lost their freedom.

Han Yi's eyes moved away from the evil god and fell to the bottom of the torn mountain, his eyes slightly brightened.

The aura of the fairyland that he had sensed just now was flowing out from the mountain. The reason why he could recognize this aura was because the spiritual energy of the fairyland and the lower world was not the same. The spiritual energy of the fairyland carried a trace of fairy spirit. This was one of the reasons why even mortals in the fairyland could easily start the path of cultivation, and why the fairyland became the goal for the cultivators in the lower world to ascend.

Han Yi moved his eyes and landed on this huge evil god again. No, using evil god to describe it is no longer appropriate. There is another word to describe it, which is the most appropriate, and that is evil devil.

Victory over evil is like a demon, this is an evil demon.

The moment he looked at the demon, the huge demon body that had absorbed the flesh and blood of many dead witch cultivators suddenly disappeared.

Peng! !

A terrifying explosion first sounded from the ground below where Han Yi was three miles away. The mountain forest seemed to have been hit by an invisible meteorite, sinking a huge crater of 100 meters.

then.

Boom!

A huge shaking sound belatedly erupted in the cracked mountain where the evil spirit originally resided.

Above the cracked mountain, a shadow slowly emerged. It was Han Yi who was originally located three miles away.

Three miles away, where it originally was, a 200-meter-long dark demonic body was suspended in the air with its back to Han Yi.

In less than a tenth of an instant, the evil spirit erupted and punched first. However, in the flash of lightning and flint, Han Yi dodged the blow and flickered to the top of the mountain.

The demon struck and switched places.

"Transformation into a god?" A huge and hoarse voice buzzed. The evil demon turned around and looked at Han Yi, his eyes were crazy and chaotic, and he slightly opened his mouth. In his mouth, giant teeth and canine teeth intertwined, which was terrifying.

Han Yi looked at the evil god and shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, after being corroded for such a long period of 100,000 years, even a peak half-immortal can barely maintain the aura of a half-immortal at this moment, but his actual combat effectiveness is still far inferior.

The blow just now, both in terms of speed and combat effectiveness, showed that the combat effectiveness of the evil demon in front of him was inferior to that of the half-immortal Pang Cheng.

With such fighting power, even myself twenty-eight years ago could kill him, let alone him today.

Han Yi originally thought it would be a tough battle, requiring him to use sword control and the Demonic Halberd, but judging from the current situation, this evil god was not much stronger than the first evil god he killed just now.

He stretched out his right hand, turned his index and middle fingers together, and the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd, which were completely lifeless and as ordinary as iron, disappeared beside him.

puff!

Three miles away, the demon who was about to kill Han Yi suddenly shook. His chest exploded. The explosive demonic energy was directly wiped away, and the demonic energy wrapped around his body came over to fill his chest.

But as soon as the demonic energy moved, there was another soft 'puff' sound, and a big hole was blasted on the other side of his chest.

As if he noticed something, the evil demon raised his head, a glimmer of clarity flashed in his crazy evil eyes, roared, and rushed towards Han Yi.

But at the same moment, Han Yi had retreated dozens of miles away. His retreat was not because of the evil spirit, but because he was worried that the fragments of the Demonic Halberd would accidentally injure him.

That's right.

Although his consciousness controlled the fragment of the Demon Halberd, the speed of this fragment was faster than what he could capture with his sight. If the distance was a little closer, he might even be hit.

Looking at the demon that rushed towards him crazily, the body that rushed forward gradually disintegrated under the fragments of the demon halberd that even Han Yi could not see. In the end, only a head was left, which exploded under the invisible attack. , the demonic energy was annihilated under this blow.

The half-immortal evil spirit died.

Han Yi took back the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd and did not immediately drop them into the forest. Instead, with a thought, he jumped up with the Qingping Sword on his back and headed several miles away, where there were dozens of people captured by the Southern Xinjiang Wu Clan over the years. All mortal warriors and low-level monks.

In just ten breaths, the Qingping Sword returned, and a few miles away, the cages that bound the mortal warriors and low-level monks had been broken open one by one.

In fact, if he didn't draw his sword, these people could have escaped. After all, the southern border was in chaos at the moment. Too many people from the Wu clan died and there were not many people left.

But he was worried that if he fell, he would cause other changes and harm these people, so he used his sword to rescue them in advance.

Withdrawing the Qingping Sword, Han Yi slowly fell down to the forest that was torn into two pieces.

Just when he was still twenty meters away from the crack in the mountain forest, he paused slightly and looked up to the sky, because at this moment he suddenly felt that something wonderful was falling on him, making him The spirit was lifted.

"Luck? Merit?"

Han Yi shook his head. He could feel that this wonderful thing was a reward from the Yuheng Realm to him, a reward for rescuing hundreds of thousands of people. However, the origin of the Yuheng Realm was too weak. For example, Han Yi was still a low-level monk. , this award may bring him good luck, or find a treasure of heaven and earth, or a sudden enlightenment and breakthrough, but for him now, it is not enough to surprise him.

He withdrew his gaze, mobilized his magic power, and patted it on his body. A gray-white light flashed out. There might be danger down here. The four-source Taoist technique to bless his body is a way to protect the Tao.

Then, the fragments of the Demonic Halberd were ready to explode at any time. Qingping was behind him, ready to support him. As he fell below, he saw a huge pit. On one side of the pit, there was a deep cave diagonally going downwards.

The breath of the fairy world comes from this cave.

Han Yi composed himself and without hesitation, he changed direction and flew down into the deep cave. There was no danger along the way, but he was still vigilant.

In the cave going down, he found corpses one after another along the way. These corpses ranged from big to small. The small ones were only a little bigger than normal people, and the big ones were not much different from the evil demon he had just killed.

His speed was not fast, and it took him a full quarter of an hour to reach the depths of the cave.

He saw that deep in the cave, a huge teleportation array was laid on the cave floor. The teleportation array was so large that it occupied half of the cave floor.

Above the core of the teleportation array, a dark crack was suspended, as if it was connected to another dimension.

"Immortal teleportation array?"

"And it's still half-open?"

Han Yi exclaimed, his eyes were wild and fiery, and his excited body trembled slightly.

"Calm down, calm down."

"Huh."

Han Yi took a deep breath to calm himself down, then landed and began to check the teleportation array.

Although he was not a high-level array master, he had learned about the teleportation array in order to find the immortal teleportation array 25 years ago.

All things return to one, and you can draw inferences from one instance.

After a moment, he finally confirmed his first guess that the state of the teleportation array was indeed half-open.

There are many reasons for this state, such as the local end is open, but the other party loses contact for some reason, and the coordinates are not a problem, but the direction is vague, resulting in a half-open state.

Combined with what he saw along the way, Han Yi could already guess where the Chaos Demon Zone was born, and what the ancient alien race was like underground in the southern border.

At the beginning of the Chaos Demon Zone, the ancient alien race must have been trying to open the fairyland teleportation array, but the invasion of demonic energy caused the coordinates to be disordered, and they could not establish a connection.

When the connection was reestablished a thousand years later, it could only be in a critical half-open state because of the overflow of spiritual veins and insufficient spiritual energy.

The alien races were seriously infected by the demonic energy and fell into a semi-madness. They couldn't even get out of the outside world, let alone complete the last step of the connection.

After 100,000 years, this fairyland teleportation array can only maintain a semi-open state of the minimum mode. If the state is interrupted after thousands of years, the gap to the fairyland will also be closed.

Knowing this, Han Yi took out all the top-grade spiritual stones in the Qiankun Ring without hesitation.

He had used some of his top-grade spirit stones over the years, but he had more than 30,000 of the 50,000 top-grade spirit stones he got from the more than 100 divine bows and Qingyang Pavilion transactions, except for 10,000 that he kept in Xuandan Sect.

After all, this amount of money was a huge sum that even a semi-immortal would be jealous of.

Han Yi took out more than 30,000 top-grade spirit stones, thought about it, and took out all the high-grade spirit stones in his body, piling them up at the spiritual energy supply on one side of the teleportation array.

He was ready to go all out.

He had decided that if he could return to the fairyland, all this would be worth it. If he couldn't go back, he would stay in Yuheng Realm and try to cultivate to semi-immortal before going out to find the way to the fairyland.

He waved his hand lightly, and his spiritual consciousness rolled up the spirit stone. In just three breaths, it shattered crazily and turned into a surging and rich spiritual tide, pouring into the formation.

The huge formation began to light up one by one from the periphery, circling to the core. The dark and narrow crack in the core of the formation was filled with this huge spiritual energy and began to open slightly.

Han Yi stared at the crack, his eyes tense to the extreme.

But just when the crack opened to the width of a person, it stopped and began to shrink.

Han Yi was shocked. Now the entire Yuheng Realm and even the Seven Realms of the Big Dipper could not gather 30,000 top-grade spiritual stones. If he failed this time, there would be no day to open it again.

He could wait, but he would not miss the opportunity.

His face flashed fiercely, and his eyes flashed with madness. In less than one-tenth of a second, he had put away the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd and the Qingping Sword, and rushed towards the teleportation crack that was just about to shrink, and the whole person was immersed in it.

The next moment, the teleportation crack shrank again, but it did not close, and it was even larger than the state Han Yi saw at the beginning.

The dark cave once again returned to its former dead silence.

…

Suizhu Immortal Court, Immortal Square Palace.

A half-immortal walking in the sixth area paused, his eyes gloomy.

“Han Yi?”