I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

From Tianque Mountain to Southern Xinjiang, it is actually not that far. It probably only needs to cross one state. With Han Yi's speed, it will be there very quickly.

However, in the process, he handed out two more swords, causing the heads of the two noisy Wu Zhu to fall to the ground.

Using the ultimate level of swordsmanship to control the fragments of the Demonic Halberd, the effect is surprisingly powerful, and it is becoming more and more convenient. It is faster than the Human Emperor Sword from the capital of Qin to Shu during the demonic chaos in the capital of Shu. Much more.

Although the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd are not 'swords', in Han Yi's mind, everything in the world can be turned into a sword. There is an immortal who picks up a piece of grass and uses it as a sword, which can destroy the sun, moon and stars. There is nothing wrong with him using the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Halberd as a sword. place.

but.

When Han Yi entered southern Xinjiang, his expression became a little more solemn.

"I didn't expect that there are such ancient alien races underground in Southern Xinjiang?"

"Dead but not corrupt, stubborn and unchangeable."

"Deserves to be killed."

The first 'sword' Han Yi swung at Tianque Mountain just now crossed a state and killed an evil god from southern Xinjiang. That evil god had just entered the stage of becoming a god. For Han Yi, he could kill him with just a flip of his hand. .

But when he noticed a wisp of immortal aura and rushed from Tianque Mountain to Southern Border, he sensed that the increasingly dense aura underground in Southern Border had definitely broken through to the semi-immortal realm.

However, this aura revealed corruption and distortion. Although it was in the realm of a semi-immortal, it should not have the power of a semi-immortal.

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

Before the shocking battle in ancient times, the immortals of the Yuheng Realm were pulled away to join the war. After the war, the Chaos Demon Zone was born. All the small worlds in the Chaos Demon Zone had chaotic spiritual energy and demonic energy, and experienced a period of chaos for thousands of years.

Thousands of years later, the spiritual energy sank and the demonic energy was expelled from the small world. Only then did the Yuheng world gradually recover, but the ancient truth was lost as a result.

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

But a thousand years later, when they were preparing to revive, they discovered that although the demonic energy in Yuheng Realm had disappeared, the demonic energy left in their souls still existed, and it could never be eliminated. Within these thousand years, these demonic auras had disappeared. The Qi is constantly transforming their bodies and souls, and once they wake up, they will fall into madness.

These ancient alien races, with the invasion of demonic energy, became huge and distorted. In appearance, they were no different from the evil gods imagined by the monks. Therefore, they were called the evil gods of Southern Xinjiang.

but.

Although these evil gods have distorted rationality, the strength they unleashed in desperate situations cannot be underestimated. Moreover, as time goes by, most of the sleeping evil gods will never wake up again. Coupled with the harsh environment in southern Xinjiang, this makes ten For thousands of years, the powerful people in the God Transformation Stage of Yuheng Realm have ignored it and waited for the natural demise of Southern Xinjiang in history.

As for the Wu Clan in Southern Xinjiang, they are a gradually developed ethnic group descended from the monks who fled to Southern Xinjiang tens of thousands of years ago. They call themselves the Wu Clan, worship the evil god of Southern Xinjiang as their ancestral witches, and perform constant sacrifices.

The Evil God of Southern Xinjiang, who was invaded by demons, is also extremely sensitive to the seven emotions and six desires, as well as the breath of living things. In order to extend his life, he also accepted such sacrifices and conveyed his power. In this way, Nanjiang, the witch cultivator, and the Evil God became one and the same. overall.

Han Yi didn't know about it at first, but when he was in the Zihan Realm, he checked the information about that realm and found that there were also areas left over from ancient times similar to Southern Xinjiang in the Zihan Realm. However, the 'stubborn disease' in the Zihan Realm has been eliminated. He was destroyed by the Zihan Sect, the strongest sect in this world. After all, the Zihan Sect had been established for more than 20,000 years. When it was at its most powerful, there were three half-immortals alive. It could be said that it was at its peak in the Gouchen Realm.

"Half-immortal breath."

"This evil god should have been at the peak of half-immortality in ancient times. He was only one step away from becoming an immortal."

"You still need to be more cautious."

Han Yi's pace slowed down, but he still continued unswervingly towards the depths of southern Xinjiang.

As he approached the depths of southern Xinjiang, the vibrations in the core gradually stopped. The mountain forest was stained with blood and the soil smelled fishy. Then, a pair of giant black hands tore open the mountain and propped up his body. A huge body slowly sat up.

Three miles away, Han Yi paused.

For a monk at his level, three miles away is already within reach, and an attack can arrive in an instant.

He looked at the huge body sitting up, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This body was almost the same as the ancient demons and the immortal monks he saw fighting in the remaining aura of the death monk in the Everlasting Immortal City.

This ancient alien race has been basically transformed by demonic energy into something close to the ancient demon race over the long years.

At this moment, the huge body tilted its head and looked towards Han Yi. Its dark eyes were like huge meteorites, filled with evil energy. Those witch cultivators who were lucky enough to escape and fled outside happened to be in Han Yi. Everyone in Yi's direction exploded and died in shock and 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 strong, they had no freedom.

Han Yi looked away from the evil god and fell to the bottom of the torn mountain, his eyes brightening slightly.

The aura of the fairy world that he sensed in Tianque Mountain just now emerged from the mountain. The reason why he could recognize this aura was because the aura of the immortal world and the lower world were different. The aura of the immortal world had a trace of it. The fairy spirit of silk is one of the reasons why even mortals in the fairy world can easily start the path of cultivation. It is also why the fairy world has become the target of monks in the lower world who are eager 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 demon 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 lightning and flint, Han Yi dodged the blow and flashed 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 opened his mouth slightly. In his mouth, giant teeth and canine teeth intertwined, making it ferocious.

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 attack just now showed, both in terms of speed and combat effectiveness, 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 now.

Han Yi originally thought it would be a tough battle, requiring him to use the sword-controlling magic 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 Demon Halberd would accidentally injure him.

That's right.

Although his consciousness controls the fragment of the Demonic Halberd, the speed of this fragment exceeds what he can capture with his sight. If the distance were 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 mountains and forests. 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 something strange 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 for 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 assist. 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 a full quarter of an hour before he reached the depths of the cave.

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

Above the core of the teleportation array, a dark crack floats, seemingly connecting to another dimension.

"Immortal teleportation array?"

"Besides, it's still half-open?"

Han Yi exclaimed, his eyes wild and fiery, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

"Calm down, calm down."

"call."

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

Although he is not a high-level formation mage, twenty-five years ago, in order to find the teleportation array in the fairy world, he also learned the relevant common sense of the teleportation array.

All laws are unified and can be understood by analogy.

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

There are many reasons for this state. For example, the local terminal is turned on, but the other party loses contact for some reason. There is no problem with the coordinates, but the pointing is blurred, resulting in a semi-open state.

Based on what he saw along the way, Han Yi was able to deduce the state of the ancient alien race underground in the southern Xinjiang where the Chaos Demon Zone was born.

At the beginning, when the Chaos Demon Zone was born, the ancient alien races must have been constantly trying to open the fairy world teleportation array. However, the invasion of demonic energy caused the coordinates to be disordered and the connection could not be established.

Thousands of years later, when the connection was reestablished, it could only be in a critical semi-open state due to the overflow of spiritual veins and lack of spiritual energy.

The alien races have been seriously infected by the demonic energy and have fallen into semi-madness. They cannot even get out of the outside world, let alone complete the last step of connection.

After one hundred thousand years, this Immortal Realm Teleportation Array has been able to maintain only the semi-open state of the minimum mode. If the state is interrupted in another few thousand years, the gap leading to the Immortal Realm will also be closed.

Knowing this, Han Yi did not hesitate to take out all the top-grade spiritual stones in the Qiankun Ring.

He has used some of his top-quality spiritual stones over the years, but of the more than 100 divine bows and the 50,000 top-quality spiritual stones obtained from the Qingyang Pavilion transaction, except for 10,000 left in the Xuandan Sect, he still has more than 40,000 left. More than thirty thousand.

After all, even half-immortals would be jealous of this money, which is considered a huge amount of money.

Han Yi took out more than 30,000 top-grade spiritual stones. After thinking about it, he also took out all the top-grade spiritual stones in his body and piled them in the spiritual energy supply place on one side of the teleportation array.

He was ready to make a desperate move.

He has decided that if he can return to the Immortal Realm, it will all be worth it. If he cannot go back, he will stay in the Yuheng Realm and try to practice to be a semi-immortal before going out to find the way to the Immortal Realm.

He waved his hand gently, and his spiritual consciousness rolled around the spiritual stone. In just three breaths, it shattered crazily and turned into a raging and rich spiritual tide, pouring into the formation.

The huge formation began to light up one by one from the periphery, and circled to the core. The dark and narrow crack at 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 extremely nervous.

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

Han Yi was shocked. Now the entire Yuheng Realm and even the Seven Beidou Realms cannot collect 30,000 top-grade spiritual stones. If it fails this time, there will be no chance of opening it again.

He could wait, but he wouldn't be far from missing the opportunity.

A stern look flashed on his face, and a look of madness flashed in his eyes. In less than a tenth of an instant, he had already put away the fragments of the Demon Halberd and Qingping Sword, and rushed towards the teleportation crack that was about to retract, and his whole body was submerged in it. .

The next moment, the teleportation crack retracted, but it did not close, and it was larger than what Han Yi had seen at the beginning.

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

…

Sui Zhuxianting, Xianfang Palace.

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

"Han Yi?"