Chapter 630: The Tribulation of All Underworld, Between Life and Death

The words of Yuanshu Xianzun made Han Yi feel familiar.

As soon as he thought about it, he remembered that when he was in Penglai Xianjie and Wanling Dao Sect, Jinming Daoist had also said the same thing.

However, Han Yi did not get complacent. He was still not strong enough to fight against the stronger ninth-level virtual demon. In the ancient world after the unification, his strength was far from enough.

Next.

Han Yi and Yuanshu Xianzun handed over the hundred years of defense experience and the control of the fairy castle.

If you want to be fast, you only need one thought to transmit all the information, but Han Yi taught more, even showing all the virtual demons he had encountered in the past hundred years, and the tricks and means to deal with virtual demons, etc., in order to let Yuanshu Xianzun have a better understanding of virtual demons and this line of defense.

After a stick of incense.

Han Yi said goodbye to Yuanshu Xianzun, flew out of the fairy castle, and went south.

During this hundred years, although his realm was stagnant, his combat power was greatly improved. In addition to the breakthrough of the eighth level of the sword-controlling fairy art, his other skills were also greatly improved, including the three thousand sword realms and the mind realm transfer fairy art.

Therefore, his speed at this moment has increased by nearly half compared with a hundred years ago.

At this speed, it only takes half an incense stick of time to reach the fairy court.

But three minutes later, after crossing a fairyland, Han Yi suddenly stopped.

After a familiar breath flashed by, he realized that something was wrong.

A hundred miles ahead, there was a towering tree. With Han Yi's eyesight, he could not see the top of this giant tree at a glance, and around the giant tree, there was a river with blood-red water flowing.

This river, which surrounded him in a half circle, blocked Han Yi's way forward.

In addition, on his left and right sides, he did not know when it had become a void, and no living creatures could be seen.

Han Yi understood instantly.

He had stepped into a special place, maybe a world, or a secret realm, or even unknowingly, he was pulled to a distant place.

However.

He did not panic, but said in his heart:

"Brother, can you still sense my location?"

After his voice fell, another deep voice sounded.

"Yes."

"It should be separated by a world."

"The location of this world is not in the Daluo Immortal Realm, but in the Eternal Witch Realm."

"If the nine realms had not merged, I might not be able to sense it."

The deep voice paused, as if sensing something, and then said:

"It should be a magic."

"But it is not a fairy magic, but a magic performed with the help of a certain fairy weapon."

"Even I couldn't react just now. This fairy weapon should be a fairy weapon beyond the ordinary level. It is at least a Taoist weapon, or even a treasure of the Heavenly Lord."

"Junior brother, you have no less trouble than me."

This heavy voice revealed a trace of solemnity. After all, what he faced was at least a Taoist weapon.

If there are high-level people from the Xuandan Sect here, they will definitely recognize that this deep voice is the voice of Yuan Shun, the supreme elder of the Xuandan Sect.

The reason why Yuan Shun's voice could be heard by Han Yi was that Yuan Shun returned to the Daluo realm three years ago and performed a magic with Han Yi to establish a channel for mutual communication.

This magic lasted for ten years.

In fact.

If the Immortal Court did not send other Immortal Venerables to the border to take turns, Han Yi would also apply for a certain Immortal Venerable to temporarily replace him so that he could be free.

Because Yuan Shun needed his help.

But he didn't expect that before he could help Yuan Shun, he was the first to encounter danger and was pulled into the mysterious realm.

After listening to Yuan Shun's words, Han Yi reacted.

Dao weapon, or even a treasure?

He finally knew what the familiar breath was just now.

Wan Ming Shu.

That's right.

That was the breath of Wan Ming Shu.

Originally, Han Yi didn't consider this treasure, but Yuan Shun mentioned Dao weapons and even Tianzun treasures, and he was familiar with only a few Dao weapons and treasures. After a little one-to-one correspondence, he came to this conclusion.

"Wan Ming Immortal Venerable!"

Han Yi's inner thoughts surged, and he said to Yuan Shun:

"I know, it's Wan Ming Immortal Venerable, and this involves the treasure Wan Ming Book."

"This guy is stubborn, I wanted to wait for Wan Ming Book to make a breakthrough before pulling him out, but I didn't expect him to find me first."

Yuan Shun was puzzled: "I have heard of Wan Ming Immortal Venerable, it turns out that he has a treasure, no wonder he can survive the siege of the Dao Ancestors at the level of Immortal Venerable."

"The treasure, Junior Brother, you have to seize this opportunity."

"It should only take me half an incense stick of time to get to your place in the world. I can get there in half an incense stick."

As soon as the voice fell, Yuan Shun cut off the connection.

And there was a new change in the place where Han Yi was.

I saw a Taoist priest coming out of the huge trunk of the towering tree, with a vigorous breath, as if he had infinite vitality.

This Taoist is the spirit of the giant tree, and also a giant tree who has achieved enlightenment. In Han Yi's perception, his realm is not weaker than that of Hongwu Immortal Venerable.

Immortal Venerable.

And he is a senior Immortal Venerable.

In the half-enclosed blood-colored river, the river water rolled and began to condense into a young man. The young man had blood-red hair and blood-red eyes, and a blood-red Taoist robe, which looked extremely strange.

The young man stepped on the blood river, and the blood river rolled, as if shouting.

The aura of this young man is also that of an Immortal Venerable, and is not weaker than that of the spirit of the giant tree. This is also a senior Immortal Venerable.

And after the Shuling Taoist and the Blood River youth appeared.

In the void on both sides of Han Yi and behind him, three more figures appeared silently.

The auras of these three figures are also in the Immortal Realm. Although they are just ordinary Immortal Lords, they are also giants in comparison to the Immortal Lords.

Right now.

A voice came slowly.

"Finally, I caught you."

"Han Yi, you can't escape this time."

As the voice appeared, a figure suddenly appeared. When it appeared, there was no change in the space. With Han Yi's cultivation, he could not sense any abnormalities, which made him frown.

He looked intently and found that the face of the figure that appeared was flickering, and its face changed every moment.

A strong man, a charming girl, an old woman, a childish child...

When Han Yi looked over, his appearance began to change at a slower pace, until finally, it completely solidified and turned into a Taoist with an immortal style.

The reason why he was finally determined to be a Taoist is not because this is what Wanming Immortal Lord looks like, but because this is the image of Wanming Immortal Lord in Han Yi's heart.

Wanming, Wanming, ever-changing, the appearance is amorphous, but it has a solid shape due to people's impressions.

If you were a seven-year-old child, what you would see would most likely look like a child.

It is ten miles in front of Wanming Immortal Lord.

Han Yi took a deep breath. At the first glance, he knew that this was the true form of Wanming Immortal Lord.

"Wanming Immortal Lord."

Han Yi's face turned solemn.

In his perception, the realm of Wanming Immortal Lord is the Ultimate Immortal Lord, and it should be only the last line away from the Dao Ancestor realm.

His eyes swept over Wanming Immortal Lord, and then fell on Shuling Taoist and Blood River young man.

"Big deal."

"One extreme immortal, two senior immortals, and three ordinary immortals."

"Six Immortal Lords, surround and kill my Immortal Lord."

"You really think highly of me."

Han Yi's face was solemn.

opposite.

Wanming Immortal Lord said calmly: "A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength."

"Of course I understand this."

"Besides, I have learned about your deeds. It is normal for the weak to defeat the strong with outstanding fighting power."

"Some time ago, on the border line, I saw with my own eyes that you were fighting against a ninth-level virtual demon, and you didn't lose."

"Although you are an Immortal Lord, your combat power should have reached the peak level of an Immortal Lord."

"I took a certain risk by sending out my true body, taking the incarnations of the five Immortal Lords, integrating the three heavens into one, burning endless soul energy, and using the Wanming Book to pry you here and surround and kill you."

"However, if I kill you and obtain the orthodox skills of Wanmingshu, I will not hesitate to sacrifice the other five incarnations."

The Immortal Lord Wanming, who has an immortal spirit, has a faint gaze, and in the depth of his eyes, he reflects a mysterious dark world. In the depth of the dark world, a huge black ancient book is folded here, as it has been since time immemorial.

actually.

Since the last time Han Yi appeared in Wanming Space, Wanming Immortal Lord has been paying attention to Han Yi.

For him, after countless years of waiting, Han Yi finally appeared.

This must be the key for him to break through the Dao Ancestor Realm and even control this Heavenly Treasure.

He spent more than a thousand years dormant here, waiting for today's battle.

His past experiences have trained him to be patient.

He did the same for this battle.

But more than ten miles away, in addition to solemnity, Han Yi's heart was filled with blazing murderous intent.

Wanming Immortal Lord wanted to kill him, so why didn't he want to kill him?

Today, he is no longer weak.

In fact, not long ago, he had defeated the ninth-level virtual demon of the peak immortal.

He recognized himself.

As long as he is not Taoist, he can benefit the land of immortality.

Moreover, Wanming Immortal Lord launched an attack at this moment and did not know that he had backup.

As soon as Wanming Immortal Lord finished speaking, the world suddenly stopped.

then.

boom! !

Both sides, at the same moment, broke out with all their strength, and the fighting reached its limit in an instant. The blazing light and shadow shook time and space, annihilating all matter, and the whole world was transformed into chaos.

Han Yi naturally launched the Three Thousand Sword Realm immediately.

and.

This time, he not only took out six fairy weapons, but also took out three spare seventh-level top fairy swords.

If the situation is not right and he is seriously injured, he will use the Ten Thousand Forms Dao Fei to forcibly raise his aura to the ultimate Immortal Lord, and then give the Wanming Immortal Lord a cruel blow.

Han Yi had calculated that with his current physique and cultivation level, if he could deceive Heaven and upgrade his immortal cultivation level to the ultimate immortal level, he would be seriously injured at most and would definitely not die.

This is the limit of his current Ten Thousand Forms Dao Fei. As for the Dao Ancestor Realm, he cannot improve. The reason is also very simple. He does not know much about the Dao Ancestor Realm. Even if he improves, he has no direction.

now.

In the Three Thousand Sword Realm, six immortal swords exuded a shocking sword light, and the sword light filled the air and enveloped the surrounding area.

There are also three seventh-level immortal swords hanging in the sword world. Behind Han Yi, he is ready to join the three thousand sword world at any time to increase the intensity of the increase.

And outside the Three Thousand Sword Realm.

The tree spirit Taoist, the Blood River youth, and the other three immortals took the lead and launched the strongest attack in an instant.

As soon as the tree spirit Taoist pointed out, a ray of light flashed from the giant tree behind him, and it volleyed towards Han Yi. This was a powerful attack from the tree spirit itself, and it was not a material level, but a soul-type attack.

The young man in the blood river raised a blood river, which turned into countless blood arrows, piercing through the void and killing Han Yi.

The other three immortals also made their own moves.

Among them, there was a sword immortal, who controlled the eighth-level immortal sword and swept across.

There was a beautiful woman in her early thirties, holding the eighth-level immortal weapon, the disk of fate, and determined that Han Yi would die. A gray light with a breath of death flew from the disk of fate and fell on Han Yi.

The last immortal was a middle-aged immortal, holding a black divine whip. One end of the divine whip was held in his hand, and the other end was deep in the void and hidden.

If the ripples in the Taoist tomb had not erupted, Han Yi would have most likely seen this third immortal, that is, the immortal holding the black divine whip.

Because this immortal has another identity.

King Yama.

He was the mortal enemy of the Fayuan Immortal Sect in the Ziyang Dao Sect before the arrival of the Void Demon Palace, the lord of the dark force Black Yama, King Yama.

At the beginning.

The Void Demon Palace descended, and the two immortals of Black Yama, King Qin Guang, were beheaded. The other immortal, the Lord of Black Yama, King Yama, escaped from the Void Demon Palace and went to the Eternal World.

What the outside world didn't know was that King Yama was also an incarnation of Wan Ming.

At this moment, King Yama, holding the eighth-level immortal weapon, the King Yama Whip, joined the team to besiege Han Yi. He would never have thought that the person being besieged at this moment had a cause and effect with the Black Yama Taishan King lineage when he was crossing the Xuanxian Tribulation two thousand years ago.

King Yama waved the King Yama Whip, this divine whip, is the whip of death, devouring countless lives and entangled countless dead souls.

Between the swings, even the space was engraved with the intention of death.

But.

Whether it was the Immortal Sword, the Disk of Destiny, or the King Yama Whip, when it fell into the Three Thousand Sword Realms, it was blocked by the boundary wall composed of sword light.

Although the countless blood arrows of the young man from the Blood River penetrated into the Three Thousand Sword Realms, they only penetrated ten meters before they were all turned into nothingness under the sharp sword light.

Only the spiritual attack of the Taoist Shuling avoided the most powerful sword light and reached Han Yi, but it could not break through the gray-black shield in front of Han Yi. It only shook the shield three times, but still blocked it steadily.

The Four Sources of Taoism is not only to protect the body, but also to protect the spiritual attack.

Of course.

Han Yi's mind at this moment is all on the attack that Wanming Immortal Venerable is about to launch, and he does not take this attack that can shake his Four Sources of Taoism seriously.

No matter how strong this attack is, it is at most the peak of the eighth level of the term list. For him, with the Three Thousand Sword Realms outside and the Four Sources of Taoism inside, it is absolutely difficult to break through this defense system.

"Here it comes."

In the world.

Seeing that the attacks of the other five immortals were ineffective, Wanming Immortal Venerable also looked solemn, and pinched a complicated hand seal with both hands.

This time, it was the best time for him to choose. If it was difficult to achieve success, he had decided to leave the ancient world, step into the chaos, and look for other opportunities.

This time, he did not use the treasure Wanming Book, but the seal fell. A terrifying ninth-level fairy art turned into a ray of light, shot out, and landed on Han Yi's sword world.

Han Yi stared at a ray of light emitted from the body of Wanming Immortal.

This light made him feel blinded.

Just one glance, and his sense of crisis suddenly increased.

"Danger, deadly danger."

"I can't stop this fairy art." (End of this chapter)