"Why is there no breath here?"

Han Yi walked in the attic with a little bit of surprise. White marble pillars stood at four corners of the room on the first floor. The walls around him were carved from white stone bricks. Orchids made of gold bloomed between the white stones. The green gauze curtain rippled with the wind. Sha Qinghen stood in this ten-meter-high building. If Han Yi had not experienced the calmness of his unique storm after the strong winds and waves, he would have fainted long ago, and two words kept popping up in his mind: luxury.

A faint fragrance of sandalwood filled my arms around me, and the hollow carved window shot into the spots of fine sunlight. After careful examination, a delicate carved guqin stood in the corner in the distance. The whole decoration was simple and wise, but there were no stairs or doors here.

However, these are just ordinary outfits. The only amazing thing is that there are countless flying swords carved here. Han Yi scanned them and there are tens of thousands of flying swords.

"I didn't expect someone to break in."

The two figures seemed to walk down from the wall.

Han Yi fixed his eyes and the two human figures on the wall disappeared.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Han Yi looked at the two of them disdainfully.

"Looking for death!" The two of them were furious when they saw Han Yi's disdainful expression, and an invisible attack came instantly.

"I don't know how to live or die!" Of course, Han Yi would not give these people any chance.

With just one thousandth of breath, Han Yi's figure disappeared, and the demon sword in his hand was swung out again. This time, it seemed to be empty.

The sword was swung out as if it was empty. One of them was torn and split in half, while the other was pinched in his hand like an eagle and a chicken.

"Two little kids from the Great Dao Realm dare to be arrogant in front of me!" Han Yi said disdainfully.

"Sir, please spare me!"

The man immediately begged for mercy. This man had reached the peak of the great way and had half his foot had entered the third level of the virtual realm, but he was still vulnerable in front of Han Yi's Yuan realm.

Han Yi was at the same level at this time and had no rivals.

After all, the Fairy Sword and the Demon Sword cannot be measured by ordinary magic weapons, but sometimes he dare not use it.

"Tell me how to get to the second floor."

Han Yi looked at the man kneeling on the ground coldly. Once upon a time, he was at the bottom and could only kneel down and talk to others. Now, he can control other people's life and death.

"There are organs on the walls, and all of them are illusions here." The man seemed as timid as a mouse, and kept kowtowing on the ground.

"Illusion?" Han Yi looked out.

"boom!"

Feng Xianjian flew out and stabbed directly into the body of the person who wanted to escape.

This man actually wanted to take this opportunity to escape. Han Yi had long expected that he would be like this. A master of the Great Dao Realm would not be so humble no matter what.

However, even so, Han Yi did not leave him any chance.

"It turned out to be an illusion, so wonderful?"

Han Yi's hand gently touched the wall.

"Be careful!" Xuan suddenly roared.

Han Yi felt inexplicable fear all over his body!

Countless flying swords rushed out of the wall, and all of them shot towards Han Yi's central point.

"Qingwang Ding!" Han Yi roared.

Xuan also cooperated very much. In an instant, the huge cauldron body rushed out of Han Yi's arm and covered Han Yi's entire body.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Countless flying swords were bombarded on the Qingwang Cauldron. The moment they touched the cauldron, all the flying swords were shattered.

Wan Jian Guizong, who is known as being able to trap the sixth level of magical power, was easily broken by Han Yi.

This is the Qingwang Ding! Strong defense!

If it weren't for the Qingwang Ding, Han Yi would have been penetrated by the ten thousand swords.

"The first floor is so terrible? What's the second floor?" Han Yi thought carefully, considering whether he should continue to move forward.

"It seems that something is missing from the Qingwang Ding? So you must find the Qingwang!" Xuan said suddenly.

"What? Why is there something missing in the Qingwang Ding?" Han Yi was puzzled.

"I can't explain it clearly, I just feel that there is less." said mysteriously.

Han Yi had no choice but to keep moving forward.

Han Yi walked forward, as if he was hitting a wall directly, and walked straight into another room.

Each room looks like a separate space. If you don’t know the inside story, you can’t feel that this is fake.

Only in this room can you see the real stairs.

Han Yi was very calm and slowly went upstairs with one step at a time.

The second floor has a stronger atmosphere. I still have fears about what happened just now on the first floor. There must be more powerful difficulties waiting for me on the second floor.

"I didn't expect that someone would pass the first level of Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect?"

Just at the entrance of the second floor, an old man sat upright with long beards and white beards, as if he could go to the coffin as soon as the wind blew.

Han Yi did not look down on this person at all, but looked at him quietly.

For some reason, the temperature on the second floor is much higher than that on the first floor. If it were an ordinary person, he could not stand such a high temperature.

"How can a small sword formation trap me?" Han Yi said proudly.

"Okay! I may not have chatted with others for a long time, please sit down."

The old man smiled slightly and pointed at the stone opposite.

Han Yi still sat down.

Hurry!

The moment Han Yi sat down, an iron cage landed on the entire sky, and Han Yi was covered in it before he could react.

"Soldiers never get tired of deceit!" The old man smiled treacherously.

"This is like trapping me? Isn't it too simple?" Han Yi quickly calmed down and looked at the cage with disdain.

"This is made of thousands of years of black iron. Even the masters of the sixth level of magical power may not be able to break free. You are just the Earth Yuan realm!" The old man seemed to have seen through Han Yi for a long time.

"What tricks do you have? Use them all!" Han Yi sat down quietly, looking straight at the old man.

"I have been guarding here for a hundred years and finally found someone who can chat with me. How could I attack you?" The old man seemed to have succeeded in his conspiracy.

"Is that so? I don't have time to spend time with you! If you don't make any moves, I'm not polite." Han Yi smiled slightly.

Just as this smile, the Demon Sword quietly came to Han Yi's hands.

Infinite demonic energy!

Han Yi heard that this was a thousand-year-old black iron, so he released the strongest demonic energy.

"Thousands of swords return to one!"

The moment the old man saw the Demon Sword, he immediately felt the pressure. Then, countless flying swords surged out again. The quality of these flying swords was obviously higher than that of the first floor, but the number was much smaller.

boom!

Han Yi slashed at the iron cage in front of him with a knife.

Click!

The entire iron cage was cut off with one knife, and Han Yi was also exposed to Wan Jian.

"Go to die!"

The old man showed no mercy at all. At this time, the ten thousand swords had already hit Han Yi's eyes.

However, the smile on Han Yi's face did not disappear until the moment the Ten Thousand Swords came, Han Yi did not move at all.
Chapter completed!