I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

The Bingwing Phoenix flew over Chiyan County, and after a long trek, it finally perched on the top of a snow mountain.

Zhang Yi came here for this purpose, hoping to get the ice crystal core of Bingyifeng, which would be of great help to him in opening the God of Fire Treasure.

But before that, on the way up the mountain, Zhang Yi had to deal with the trio of saints who intercepted and killed him, the inspector of Chiyan County.

These three people don't know which power they are attached to, they seem to be hidden under the surface of the water, like a cloud of fog, making it difficult to approach.

They usually don't leak any flaws, and only when they make a move at this time, can Zhang Yi catch it!

On the mountainside, in this windy and snowy place, from a distance, there are huge golden threads criss-crossing between the sky and the earth, completely isolating this area.

While the golden silk thread prevented outside fighters from entering, it also prevented the fighters inside from escaping.

At this time, a siege broke out in it!

Bang bang bang!

Above the sky, two figures could be seen, like demon gods, colliding with each other non-stop.

They exude a power that makes the world tremble. They collide hard, and the spear intent and sword intent each fill half of the sky. Each blow can tear the space and let the earth fall.

If it weren't for the fact that the compass that built this golden silk thread was a one-time item, and its grade was not low, it might have been completely shattered under the fluctuations of the battle.

The two people in this fierce confrontation were Zhang Yi and Mo Xuan.

One of them is the inspector of Chiyan County, and the other is a silver-level member of Disha Temple.

And you must know that obtaining a silver-level token with the body of the third heaven is enough to show that he is also one of the best among the saints of the third heaven.

Otherwise, the shadowy man wouldn't have lowered his head if he was also in the realm of a third-level heavenly sage.

The two men collided head-on in the sky, and the vast sea of ​​true energy raged violently, dissipating the wind and snow that contained a little bit of extreme cold power.

And it wasn't just the two of them who were fighting.

In its fringe area, although the only second-level heavenly sage did not dare to directly intervene in the battle.

But from time to time, at the critical moment when Zhang Yi attacked Mo Xuan horizontally, he struck swiftly and violently, which distracted Zhang Yi and brought him a lot of trouble.

With this, Zhang Yi gradually fell into a disadvantage.

On the other side, the third-level heavenly sage who majored in curses sat cross-legged, eyes closed.

Looking from a distance, there is a bloody smell permeating around him, and some kind of curse is being built.

The three of them had a clear division of labor and did not give Zhang Yi a chance to breathe.

Even if any outsider sees this scene, it may feel that the besieged person has already lost his fortune, and there is no chance of turning back.

As a party, Zhang Yi is calm against the enemy.

Although he seemed to be at a disadvantage, he still didn't show any flaws, and he dealt with the opponent's attack impeccably.

Zhang Yi is waiting, waiting for a chance to kill the sky with one blow.

His insightful eyes control the entire battlefield, like a high-level perspective, overlooking the entire battlefield.

He naturally had a panoramic view of the shadowy man casting a curse in the distance.

However, Zhang Yi did not interrupt, but still adopted a peaceful way of coping.

Because with the progress of the battle, under the eyes of insight, the trajectory of the opponent's true energy, the route of the power of the supernatural power, and the weak points have gradually filled his eyes.

Zhang Yi is already trying to grasp the opponent's life in the quiet battle.

...

During the battle, Zhang Yi's calm response made Mo Xuan gradually agitated.

Although he suppressed Zhang Yi by virtue of his superiority in numbers, he was still unable to turn this advantage into a victory, and he always seemed to be a little short.

Obviously, it seemed that Zhang Yi couldn't hold on many times, but every time he was able to barely stabilize the situation and save the day.

And this gap kept teasing his mind and made him quite annoyed.

After all, they were three against one, and had an absolute upper hand, but it took so long, and he still hadn't been able to take down the opponent.

It has to be said that if this spreads in the Disha Temple, it will indeed lose his face.

...

And just when Mo Xuan was troubled in his heart, Muran, at the edge of the distance, the shadowy man with his eyes closed and sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes!

It's time to end.

An indifferent voice came from his mouth, and the shadowy man raised his finger to Zhang Yi, and launched his strongest method.

The Prison of Hell!

This is the pinnacle masterpiece of the shadowy man's curse level, and it is also the bloody imprint he planted in the maid's mind back then!

At this time, facing Zhang Yi in person, he doesn't need to use the body of an outsider, but can directly plant it in Zhang Yi's mind, bursting out the real power of this insidious curse!

It has to be said that although the saints who are biased towards the curse level are weak in frontal combat power and belong to the bottom level in the same realm, their methods are quite strange and make people fearful.

Because if they were given the corresponding time, under the power of the curse, it would be difficult for the saints in the same realm to resist!

At this time, with the assistance of Mo Xuan and the second-level heavenly saint.

This shadowy man has successfully completed his own curse construction, and this seems to be the last straw that crushes Zhang Yi!

In the space intertwined with golden threads, at this moment, as the shadowy man dropped his finger, there seemed to be a river of blood flowing in the void, and a nauseating stench permeated the void.

Zhang Yi's pupils shrank suddenly.

Like the others here, he also smelled a stench from the tip of his nose.

But the difference is that this smell does not come from outside, but seems to emanate from him.

To be more precise, it seemed that the smell of rotting corpses came from his sea of ​​consciousness!

Zhang Yi's expression was solemn, his divine sense swept across, and he immediately saw a bloody mark.

Zhang Yi was very familiar with the aura of that imprint, it was exactly the same as the bloody imprint he saw in the mind of the royal maid!

But there is something different, this bloody imprint is a complete body, and it is in his sea of ​​consciousness at this moment.

This is a real curse, directly acting on the human body, making it impossible to guard against.

At this time, while Zhang Yi looked at it with his spiritual sense, the bloody imprint quickly absorbed the power of the sea of ​​consciousness and expanded itself.

There are tendril-like vines stretching out from the bloody imprint, spreading to all parts of Zhang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, wanting to take root and sprout completely and merge with him!

Such a weird method makes one's scalp tingle. This is the first time he has personally faced such a method, and the situation seems to be getting out of control.

Peng!

In an instant, in Zhang Yi's consciousness, the silver sword soul hanging in the sky suddenly glowed.

It has a crystal luster like a moonlight, and it is a sharp sword intent composed of Zhang Yi's martial arts will!

The moonlight was like practice, and the blood-colored mark was intertwined with crystal sword intent light. When blocking the opponent's tentacles from spreading to the surroundings, it was also constantly weakening the opponent, trying to strangle it directly.

In Zhang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, a huge wave suddenly set off, as if another battlefield had opened up.

And the intensity of their confrontation is not weaker than that of the outside world, and even more dangerous.

And because the bloody imprint only needs to be destroyed, Zhang Yi has considerations, and has to be distracted from controlling the stability of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Therefore, in this battlefield, Zhang Yi fell into a somewhat disadvantaged position.

When fighting, how can you be distracted!

In reality, with the shadowy man making a move, a new battlefield is opened up in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Yi had no choice but to use two things at once, while defending against Mo Xuan's attack, while mobilizing the power of the sword soul to try to clear the bloody curse mark.

And this will inevitably lead to the weakening of actions, and the watertight defense has begun to show flaws.

And this was immediately noticed by the battle-tested Mo Xuan, he smiled grimly, and the attack of the purple gold spear in his hand became more and more domineering.

Obviously, he didn't want to give Zhang Yi any chance to breathe.

With pressure from both sides, Zhang Yi became precarious and seemed to be about to lose.

...

burst!

A moment later, the handprint of the shadowy man in the distance suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly.

Immediately, in Zhang Yi's mind, the bloody imprint with countless tentacles swelled rapidly, and then exploded as a whole.

Bloody silver needles emerged, and then rushed towards Zhang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, trying to completely destroy the sea of ​​consciousness.

On the other side, the second-level heavenly saint also shot at the same time!

He stretched out his palm and flicked his ten fingers. Suddenly, dozens of fist-sized palm prints formed in the air amidst the condensed true energy.

Earth cover!

The second-level heavenly sage snarled, and then he clenched his palms, and dozens of thick palm prints rushed out, ups and downs in front of him.

And in the palm, you can also see the swastika-shaped pattern, and a thick atmosphere like the earth immediately permeates the surroundings.

Fusion, cover the earth!

The second level heavenly sage then shouted, and coordinated with the shadowy man's attack, launched a powerful blow, obviously intending to defeat Zhang Yi with this blow!

He flicked his ten fingers, and then he put his hands together suddenly, and dozens of swastika-shaped palm prints with the heavy atmosphere of the earth roared out, skimming across the sky in a tricky manner, and slapped Zhang Yi with strange arcs. and go.

And when passing through the air, these dozens of swastika-shaped palm prints merged and devoured each other.

When he arrived in front of Zhang Yi, it had already turned into a swastika palm print the size of a house!

When that palm fell, the suppressive force in it poured down, making the space around Zhang Yi seem to be in a swampy area, with a strong restraint force, trapping his body firmly in place.

And at the same time, Zhang Yi also felt that the circulation of the true energy in his body stagnated, and there was a feeling of being not smooth, which seemed to be affected by the swastika covering the ground.

At this moment, the battle situation came to the last moment, Mo Xuan and the others obviously wanted to complete the mission and kill him, the patrol envoy.

Boom!

The moment the shadowy man detonated the bloody imprint of Zhang Yi's Consciousness Sea, the second-level heavenly sage suppressed him with the ground imprint, weakening Zhang Yi's true essence and at the same time restraining him to the ground, making him unable to escape.

And Mo Xuan took the opportunity to launch a fatal blow!

Zhang Yi, die!

Accompanied by a roar, Mo Xuan's eyes suddenly became pitch black.

boom!

In an instant, the sky and the earth were distorted, and it seemed to become dark all of a sudden, and violent true energy gushed out of Mo Xuan's body in waves like a storm.

The imprint of his hands changed rapidly, and behind him, the sea of ​​true essence was rolling and roaring, and the infinite power surged out like a river pouring out, all gathered on the purple gold spear in front of him.

Immediately, the purple-gold spear began to shine brightly, and a dragon chant sounded from it.

Then, at the center of Mo Xuan's eyebrows, the symbol with a strange pattern broke away from the center of his eyebrows, and also merged into the purple gold spear.

Immediately, that dragon roar became extremely violent, as if it was roaring, and resentment was born!

At this moment, amidst the radiance of the Zijin spear, a dragon emerged from it.

Jiaolong's eyes were as red as blood, about the size of a water tank, and he looked at Zhang Yi with great resentment in his distorted expression.

This purple-gold spear was originally a treasure-level weapon forged by Mo Xuan after beheading a flood dragon and using it as the core material.

And the pattern on the center of Mo Xuan's eyebrows is the remnants of the dragon that was sealed after beheading the dragon!

At this time, the two merged, as if the flood dragon was reborn, with both gods and shapes!

Immediately, an old pressure originating from the bloodline spread unscrupulously, it was the pressure of a dragon.

Inspector of Chiyan County, fall!

The last touch of Mo Xuan's hands seemed to be the finishing touch, and the purple-gold dragon's blood-red eyes suddenly became bright, as if it had really come alive, with a fierce aura permeating it.

Xuan Flood Dragon Kill!

Mo Xuan yelled violently, only to see the huge dragon suddenly soaring into the sky, directly submerged in the clouds, faintly visible.

Immediately, the clouds were torn apart, and rainwater poured down, and in the rainwater, there was a ray of purple-gold light that swooped down and went straight to Zhang Yi on the ground. Wherever it passed, even the space was torn out The traces are difficult to heal for a long time.

Even before it approached, the ground under Zhang Yi's feet suddenly collapsed, and his black hair was also flying wantonly under the strong wind.

And because of the suppressing effect of the swastika covering the ground, Zhang Yi couldn't escape from where he was, so he could only bear this extremely overbearing attack forcefully!

The three major offensives launched at the same time undoubtedly pushed Zhang Yi to a desperate situation and wanted to kill him in an instant!

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Zhang Yi, who was in the center, stood still without any reaction. He seemed to be desperate and no longer struggled.

But only if you observe carefully, you will find that his face is still calm and calm.

It seems that he is not a person in the game, but an unrelated person who is outside the world and watching all this happen.

However, is this really the case?

Zhang Yi looked up at the sky, and above his head, a purple-gold light streaked across the sky, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and hit him straight.

And in front of him, the earth-covering mark was already approaching his side, and the sea of ​​consciousness in his mind was even more chaotic.

Faced with such a predicament, the corners of Zhang Yi's calm face suddenly curled up slightly.

Now is the opportunity.

Zhang Yi murmured in his heart, and there was an imperceptible light and shadow in the depths of his eyes.