Chapter 434: Half a Hundred Years of Fingers, the Tribulation of the True Immortal

If Han Yi's words were said before the punch, finger and suction, the other cultivators would only think he was arrogant.

But at this moment, whether it was the remaining six Black Mountain cultivators or the old god of Ming Chan Sect, they all held their breath.

Horror, great horror.

In a casual way, he blew up a god of transformation. Although this mysterious young man who suddenly appeared and intervened in the game was only in the early stage of the god of transformation and revealed a weak tendency, the momentum of looking down on the other cultivators was by no means ordinary.

This weakness was more like the weakness after a serious injury.

Could it be that, as the young man said, this immortal sword was really his sword?

Then, this young man...

Is an immortal?

Thinking of this, the six Black Mountain cultivators took a step back together, and the old god of Ming Chan Sect was shocked in his heart, held his breath, and reacted instantly.

Opportunity.

This is definitely a key opportunity for him to survive and kill the six Black Mountain gods.

Thinking of this, the old god had hope in his heart and shouted:

"Master, I am willing to offer my sword. Please help the Ming Chan Sect and punish the rampant evil cultivators in Black Mountain."

Han Yi, who was flying closer, did not change his expression. There were too many causes and effects in the world, so he naturally did not want to get involved too much, especially since he was injured now.

But since he had just taken action, he would not let these casual cultivators go. He would not be merciful to this day, which was not inconsistent with his nature.

The six gods who took a step back saw Han Yi's calm expression. Although his momentum was not like the true immortals they had seen, and even inferior to the half-immortals, the killing move just now still shocked them at this moment.

They looked at each other and made a decision.

It was impossible for them to retreat. Although the combat performance of the weak young man who suddenly appeared shocked them, it was not enough for them to turn around and flee regardless of everything.

Among them, they could not be 100% sure of the young man's true or false. Maybe the young man had already used all his strength in the previous attack, and it was possible that he was just holding on.

Therefore, they were very tacitly prepared to launch the strongest attack. If the situation was not right, they would flee in all directions.

When the old monk of Ming Zen Sect just shouted loudly, they all shouted:

"Go."

"Kill!"

The six gods instantly burst out with the strongest combat power. Even the strongest one of them took out a broken semi-immortal weapon and killed Han Yi.

In an instant, spiritual light intertwined, spiritual energy surged, wind and clouds gathered, and murderous intent was everywhere.

This time, Han Yi did not take action himself.

He just glanced at the other party, and with a thought, the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd appeared. With a light stroke, there was no need for the sword control fairy technique, just the ordinary extreme state of sword control technique, and it instantly cut through the space.

Its speed was too fast. After the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd were used, the movements of the six incarnations seemed to be frozen. Before the six incarnations of the Black Mountain could react, they easily pulled the other party to pieces, and blood rained all over the sky and fell on the mountains.

The Soul Slash attached to the Heavenly Demon Halberd easily shattered the six souls.

Han Yi gently waved his hand and collected the broken soul fragments in his palm. He refined the soul technique and refined pure soul energy, swallowing it in one gulp.

His behavior made his face change drastically, and the old monk of the Ming Zen Sect, who was nailed to the spot, was even more frightened.

Because in his eyes, refining other people's souls and swallowing them for his own use, Han Yi's behavior was no different from the most evil soul cultivator.

How could such an evil soul cultivator let him go?

My life is over?

But the old monk dared not move, because in his intuition, as long as he moved, he would die.

And in the field.

Han Yi waved his hand gently, and took the spiritual treasure and the broken semi-immortal weapon that had just started to gain momentum into his hands. The power of the spiritual treasure was instantly suppressed by him, and then he put it into the Qiankun Ring. Then he reached into several caves of the God of Transformation that were briefly in contact with the real space, and took out all the useful things in them one by one and put them into his pocket.

In less than a breath, in the air, apart from the strong smell of blood, there was only Han Yi with a calm face and the young god who was tense and horrified.

Han Yi looked at the young god, and the young god subconsciously threw the black immortal sword in his hand over.

Han Yi caught the immortal sword, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

The long sword had no sheath, and the edge was gone.

From the outside, this sword did not have the power of immortality, but if you sense it with your spiritual sense, you will find that there is a terrifying energy like a small world in this long sword.

Other gods, even most semi-immortals, would only judge that this was an immortal sword from this point, but Han Yi sensed it more deeply. There were three strands of purple immortal energy at the bottom of the cave in his body. These three strands of immortal energy were the residue of the immortal stone he forcibly refined when he burst out the real sword-controlling immortal art. For this reason, he also got a blessing in disguise and his sense of immortal energy was far better than before.

At this moment, in his sense, although there was a vast space in this immortal sword, the immortal energy was so thin that it was almost imperceptible. Only in the deepest part of the space, there was a group of immortal energy. This group of immortal energy should be the spirit of the immortal sword that was severely damaged.

Han Yi thought about it and speculated that in the shocking explosion, this immortal sword happened to be used by Dai Zhe to split the spiritual talisman and was not in the core position. After the explosion, the immortal sword had spirit and fled outward to avoid danger, but it was still affected and severely damaged.

He temporarily put the immortal sword into the Qiankun Ring and glanced at the old god of Ming Chan Sect. The old god understood and immediately turned around to leave, but he was stopped by Han Yi after he escaped several hundred meters.

"Wait a minute."

"Where is this place?"

"Do you know what happened here seven years ago?"

The old monk stopped and his heart, which had been lifted, was slightly relieved. He turned around, lowered his head, and answered respectfully:

"Master, this place is deep in the Julu Mountains."

Then, he thought about it and shook his head:

"My Ming Chan Sect is on the outskirts of the Julu Mountains."

"I haven't heard of any abnormality in the Julu Mountains seven years ago."

"But this place is deep, a thousand miles away from the Ming Chan Sect. Even if there is movement, if it is not too terrifying, our sect may not be able to sense it."

"In addition, if we talk about abnormalities, it is the death of Yuling Immortal Lord nine years ago. Near Yuling Immortal Sect, thousands of miles away, the sky was covered with rain."

"The heavy rain lasted for three years before it finally dissipated."

The words of the old monk made Han Yi frown.

He thought about it and came to a conclusion. The explosion of Dai Zhe and the self-destruction of Xu Jianjie should be limited by the copper ancient bowl. Although the ancient bowl was blown up in the end, the destructive power was limited to a very small range.

The ten-mile pit opened by the explosion seemed too small in the dimension of a thousand miles.

As for Yu Ling Xianjun, it had nothing to do with him.

"Nine years ago?"

"What year is it in the Daluo calendar now?"

Han Yi suddenly realized that he had been in a coma for a period of time. He had no memory of that period and could not infer it.

"Report to the immortal master, it is now the 106009th year of the Daluo calendar."

As soon as the old monk finished speaking, Han Yi showed a look of surprise.

"Sure enough, I was in a coma for more than a year."

Coincidentally, when Han Yi came out of retreat in the immortal mansion and went to the Immortal Square Palace to find Li Zhengyang, it was exactly the 106000th year of the Daluo calendar.

Unexpectedly, after he woke up, he retreated again, and his injuries had not fully recovered, and he had spent nine years.

As for the other party's mention of the death of Yuling Immortal Lord and the rain curtain covering the sky for three years, Han Yi did not think much about it. He just thought it was a coincidence and the thought passed by.

Then, Han Yi suddenly thought of something and asked again:

"Where did you get the immortal sword just now?"

The old monk said respectfully: "Report to the immortal master, a few months ago, I went deep into the Julu Mountains to find a spiritual herb. By chance, I accidentally found the immortal sword in a broken cliff ten miles away from here."

Han Yi frowned.

At this moment, he noticed that the place where he was at the moment was not a lake below, but a valley slope. Going forward, continuing to go down the hillside, you can see a larger mountain stream, and the water in the mountain stream flows from left to right.

During the seven years of retreat, the mountain rain fell for another year. This mountain forest was different from when he woke up. It had undergone great changes. The original lake disappeared and turned into a valley. Only in the valley, there was a larger mountain stream.

Han Yi retracted his gaze, looked at the old monk, waved his hand, the old monk bowed respectfully, and then fled.

After leaving for hundreds of miles, the old monk's inner throbbing gradually subsided.

He suddenly flashed the first thought.

"This monk is definitely a true immortal."

"That black immortal sword should be his, no doubt."

He came back to his senses, his eyes were complicated, with the grief of being exterminated, the joy of seeing the enemy destroyed with his own eyes, and a trace of confusion about where to go.

After thinking for a long time, he sighed softly.

"Forget it."

"As long as I am here, Ming Chan Sect is here, I still need to cheer up."

He turned around and took a look at the depths of the Julu Mountains, and then flew out without hesitation.

On the other side.

Han Yi began to explore both sides of the mountain stream, looking for possible relics of the battle.

Now that his consciousness has recovered to the level of transformation, the range of exploration is extremely fast.

Three days later.

Han Yi was seventy miles away, ten miles underground in a mountain forest, and he sensed a familiar divine thought.

When he probed with his divine sense, the mountain forest shook, and a black giant axe broke through the soil and was caught by Han Yi.

The giant divine fire axe.

Han Yi's face was overjoyed.

After all, this thing was his, and he was happy to be able to recover it after losing it.

Next.

He spent another month to find a palm-sized copper fragment in a hidden cave occupied by a group of wild monkeys.

There was no breath on this fragment, but Han Yi saw at a glance that this should be the ancient bowl fairy weapon that trapped him.

Han Yi took back the fragment. This was a fairy weapon fragment with a special material. If the fragment of the Heavenly Demon Halberd was lost one day, this fragment could be a temporary replacement.

In addition, he could not find anything else, including the Sky-shaking Shuttle and other ancient bowl fragments.

But speaking of it,

Being able to obtain the black fairy sword, the divine fire giant axe, and a piece of ancient bowl fragment was beyond Han Yi's expectations, and he was satisfied.

At this point, he no longer wasted time and flew out of the mountain.

As for where he was, he had learned about it from the Ming Zen monk a month ago.

Julu Mountains.

This mountain range is not very large. It is a medium-sized mountain range in the Daluo Immortal Realm. The mountain range is located in the Ancient Owl Immortal Realm.

This fairyland is close to the Suizhu Fairy Court. The fairyland is named after the Ancient Owl Immortal Venerable. This immortal venerable does not belong to the fairy court and is quite low-key. The place where he is located is called Ancient Owl Mountain. Ancient Owl Mountain is just the place where this immortal venerable realized the truth, not a Taoist temple or a fairy sect.

According to rumors, this Ancient Owl Immortal Venerable has an ancient origin and is from the same era as the Suizhu Daozu. He and the Suizhu Daozu have a good relationship, so he was able to choose the fairyland near the Suizhu Fairy Court as the place for enlightenment.

In the Ancient Owl Immortal Domain, in addition to the Ancient Owl Immortal Venerable, there are three other Immortal Lords, each of whom has built a dojo and an immortal sect, namely Danyang, Yuling, and Shengjing.

Among them, the Julu Mountains are within the scope of the Yuling Immortal Sect, and the master of the Yuling Immortal Sect is the Yuling Immortal Lord. From the mouth of the old cultivator, Han Yi also knew that the Yuling Immortal Lord had fallen nine years ago.

And the Danyang Dojo was exactly the dojo that Han Yi was going to join nine years ago.

Unexpectedly, the place where Dai Zhe teleported Han Yi to was exactly the fairyland where the Danyang Dojo was located, which was really a coincidence.

However, Han Yi did not go directly to the Danyang Dojo. In the Suizhu Immortal Court, joining the dojo as a true immortal is different from leaving the fairy court and joining the dojo as an individual.

What's more, in the battle nine years ago, although he was severely injured and his injuries have not healed to this day, he also lost nine semi-immortal weapons and many spiritual talismans, and consumed many spiritual pills.

But his biggest gain was a fairy sword and three strands of purple fairy energy in the cave in his body.

As long as his strength is restored, with the fairy sword and the experience of facing the true fairy in this battle, Han Yi is 99% sure to survive the catastrophe of becoming a fairy.

It won’t be too late to join the Taoist temple after becoming a true fairy.

So.

After leaving the Julu Mountains, Han Yi went to the nearest fairy city, and then took the cross-domain teleportation array. There were no accidents along the way and he returned to the fairy court smoothly.

After arriving at the fairy court, he did not attract the attention of other cultivators. After returning to the 826th fairy house, he began to retreat.

He did not have many semi-immortal spirit stones on him now, only more than 700, but they were enough for him to practice and heal his injuries and recover to the peak.

When he was promoted to a true fairy, he would have plenty of opportunities to get more fairy spirit stones.

In the cave.

He took out all the spiritual medicines and semi-immortal spirit stones, and began to heal his injuries and practice.

Just as he was in retreat, the Daluo fairy world was changing.

Three years later.

Li Zhengyang came out of retreat, became a true immortal, and had a place in the Immortal Court. He also officially joined the Danyang Dojo and was under the jurisdiction of Danyang in the Immortal Court.

Ten years later.

A true immortal named Yuan Shun left Ziwei Immortal City and arrived at Dazhuang Mountain Range. After staying for ten days, he left again. The place he went to was Lingxiao Immortal Court, the extreme west of Daluo.

Fifteen years later.

In Daluo Immortal Court, Bai Yuya, a half-immortal under the tutelage of Yujing Immortal Lord, disappeared in the battlefield outside the domain. The soul beads left in Beidou Immortal Palace were broken and suspected to have fallen.

Twenty years later.

The battlefield in the void outside the domain was in turmoil again. The nine affiliated races of the Zhijie went out together to attack the Daluo Immortal Realm.

The four major immortal courts dispatched immortal monks to the void outside the domain.

After thirty years, both sides suffered countless casualties, and two immortal lords, twenty-three immortal lords, countless golden immortals, and countless immortals below Xuanxian fell, which made the Zhijie forces retreat.

In the blink of an eye, half a century has passed.

Suizhu Immortal Court.

In the main hall of the 826th Immortal Mansion, a young Taoist slowly woke up and opened his eyes.

In his eyes as deep as the abyss, there seemed to be a ray of lightning solidified.

The Tribulation of the True Immortal. (End of this chapter)