Chapter three hundred and eighty-four killing the semi-sacred
"Okay, stop complaining. After entering the city, ask around to see if there are any special families or powerful forces here."
"Hey, how can such a small city have such a decent family and power?" The young man in golden robe curled his lips with disdain on his face.
"Hey, Xiaoqing, wait for me."
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Thousands of miles away from Iron Lion City, a battle was raging in the sky.
The Magic Sky Mirror was not able to trap Han Yi, and Elder Yun and Elder Liu's sneak attack also failed to kill Old Ghost Feng and Madam Ming.
Han Yi had the Soul-Destroying Needle, a terrifying Horcrux, and used his soul power to break through the illusion created by the Fantasy Sky Mirror in an instant. As for Feng Laogui and Mrs. Ming, they had been brought here by the four-phase messenger.
They were always on alert. So when Elder Yun and Elder Liu launched their attacks, they reacted immediately. Those two attacks only penetrated the phantoms they left behind.
The six half-saints activated the Domain of Law at the same time. Elder Huo, Elder Yun and Elder Liu desperately wanted to escape, while Ouyang Xun, Feng Laogui and Mrs. Ming desperately wanted to keep them. The Magic Sky Mirror activated
The illusion that came out failed to trap Han Yi. They had lost the opportunity and would definitely die if they stayed.
"Boom boom boom——"
The power of law collided in the sky, the space collapsed, and the power splashed down on the ground, immediately blasting the ground with hundreds of miles of holes.
Han Yi broke through the illusion, immediately took out the token, rushed into the Floating Hall, and activated the eighth-level sword formation. Endless golden sword light emerged in the sky, covering the sky within dozens of miles.
"Elder Huo, Elder Yun, Elder Liu, you should just surrender and be captured. If you continue to resist, you will only die faster." Old Ghost Feng shouted while pestering Elder Huo.
"Shut up, you traitors, betray Tianque City, the Holy Lord will not let you go." Elder Huo actually said hard.
"It's a pity that you won't be able to see it that day."
Elder Huo's heart tightened, and he felt that he was locked by a huge energy. Not only him, but also Elder Yun and Elder Liu. The three of them turned their heads in horror and looked towards the Floating Hall. The sword light in the sky turned into stars.
Thousands, a terrifying sense of oppression comparable to that of the Spirit Saint monks came over. Even the domain of law that they activated with all their strength could not completely resist that pressure.
"I will give you a chance to swear a blood oath to surrender, or you will die." Han Yi's voice was extremely cold, and there was no room for change in his words.
"You want us to surrender and have a dream." Elder Huo held the Huantian Mirror and said in a hateful voice through gritted teeth.
"Very good, you have some backbone, remember not to mess with me in the next life."
Han Yi did not hesitate and activated the sword formation. Countless golden sword lights fell from the sky and turned into a torrent of sword lights. The speed was so fast and the power was so terrifying that it seemed to be able to destroy the heaven and the earth. The terrifying golden law aura started from there.
The sword light escaped in a torrent, making the other semi-saint monks watching this scene tremble with fear.
Elder Huo, who faced this blow, looked ashen. Even if he regretted it now, it was too late. Han Yi probably couldn't stop that blow.
"Bastard, bastard, bastard." Elder Huo jumped on his feet and yelled. Han Yi did it on purpose. He had no intention of leaving any room for himself.
"The Mirror of Fantasy, the Realm of Nothingness."
Elder Huo could only desperately activate the Magic Sky Mirror in his hand. The white light was like an exploding sun, turning into a gray transparent light curtain. In the light curtain, boundless desolation could be seen, as if it was leading to some place of nothingness.
The torrent of sword light arrived in an instant, piercing through the heaven of nothingness, and the mighty attack rushed into it, but did not cause any waves. It seemed that the torrent of sword light did not penetrate the heaven of nothingness, but was swallowed up by the heaven of nothingness.
"Hmph, I would like to see how long your mere semi-saint weapon can withstand the attack of an eighth-level sword formation."
Han Yi waved his hand, and more sword lights rushed towards him like a frenzy. Elder Huo released all his power of law and activated the Magic Sky Mirror to resist the seemingly endless sword lights.
However, under the attack of the eighth-level sword formation, he could only hold on for less than five breaths before the void heaven was completely broken by the wave of swords. The light of the Magic Sky Mirror dimmed, and the surface cracked with a crack.
"Poof -" The powerful backlash caused Elder Huo to spit out a mouthful of blood, and the Domain of Law almost collapsed.
"die."
Han Yi had no intention of showing mercy. This guy used the Huantian Mirror to attack him first, intending to kill him first and then deal with the other half-saints. Han Yi would never show mercy to those who wanted to kill him.
If you want to kill him, you must be prepared to be killed by him in turn.
"Boom."
The terrifying wave of swords broke through Elder Huo's domain of law and drowned him. Under the unparalleled attack of the eighth-level sword formation, the semi-saint monk had no power to resist. At first, the formation was just running automatically, and Ouyang Xun and others
It was difficult to resist. Now that Han Yi was in charge of the formation, the power exerted was doubled, enough to easily kill the Half-Saint instantly.
In just a moment, Elder Huo was completely obliterated. Under the wave of swords, he didn't even have a chance to escape.
Han Yi raised his hand to grab it, and the Magic Sky Mirror, the Space Nai Ring and several top-quality spiritual weapons flew back into his hands.
Elders Yun and Liu in the distance were stunned when they witnessed Han Yi controlling the eighth-level sword formation and killing Elder Huo. The two of them stopped in the air, not daring to make any move. They were also affected by the energy of the eighth-level sword formation.
The machine is locked, and as long as Han Yi takes action, their fate will not be worse than Elder Huo.
After all, Elder Huo still has the semi-sacred weapon of the Huantian Mirror to resist, but they only have the best spiritual weapon and nothing else. Once the sword wave comes, death will only happen in an instant.
"You two, can you tell me your answers now?" Han Yi's cold voice reached the ears of Elder Yun and Elder Liu. Their throats rolled, and a strong cold air climbed up their backs.
Ouyang Xun, Feng Laogui and Mrs. Ming quietly blocked all escape routes for the two of them. The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Even if they wanted to escape, they were now powerless.
"Elder Liu, we have no possibility of escaping now." Elder Yun smiled miserably.
"Are you really planning to surrender?" Elder Liu asked urgently.
"What can we do if we don't surrender? Are we going to go head-to-head with the eighth-order sword formation? Between the two of us, we are just moths fighting against the flame."
Elder Yun growled, ignored Elder Liu, lifted the realm of law, and stepped forward.
"I, Yun Tianyi, swear a blood oath today. I am willing to be Han Yi's slave, live for him, die for him, until the end of my life." As soon as he finished speaking, some kind of power came through the heaven and earth, and Yun Tianyi spurted out a mouthful of blood.
, the blood mist quickly condensed into a rune, imprinted on his forehead, blended into it, and disappeared.
"Very good." Han Yi smiled and looked at Elder Liu, "So, what about you?"
"I am also willing to surrender."
Elder Liu still has other options at this time.
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East Demon Territory, Demon Cloud City.
After returning from Jialan Mountain, Mingli immediately summoned his subordinates who had been developing and training in the Demon Sect for many years.
In the meeting hall shrouded by the formation, four monks at the peak of the Spirit Master were sitting around. They looked at Ming Li, who looked a little ugly at the head of the table. They didn't understand what had happened. The holy son they had followed for many years was so rude. .
No matter how big things happened, Mingli was always calm and calm in the face of danger, with very few expression changes on his face. This was the first time like this.
"I'm leaving Demon Cloud City tomorrow to do something." After a long silence, Mingli finally spoke.
"Holy Son, what is it that makes you pay so much attention to it?" asked Ming Xiao, the middle-aged spiritual master sitting on the left.
"Don't ask too much. If you know too much in the Demon Sect, you won't live long." As soon as Mingli said this, the four of them were even more frightened. For Mingli to say such words, this matter was obviously not simple.
"Holy Son, what do you need us to do?" Ming Xiao asked another question.
"Are you afraid of death?" Ming Li did not answer Ming Xiao, but asked.
"Hahaha, Holy Son, if we were afraid of death, we wouldn't join the Demon Sect. You are a beast cultivator, so you should know the cruelty of the Demon Sect better than we do. To live here, we have to keep eating people. Only by the value of others can you survive."
"Yes, you can only survive if you eat other people's value. Otherwise, you can only be eaten by others." Ming Li repeated.
The four of them looked at each other, feeling even more that something big must have happened to Mingli, otherwise why would he be so sentimental today?
"After I left, you secretly issued instructions to various ministries to launch the Dead Sea Project."
The four people in the hall were shocked. The Dead Sea Plan had been formulated several years ago to deal with the danger that Mingli could not resist. This means that once the Dead Sea Plan is launched, Mingli will most likely face a life and death crisis.
"Is this mission very dangerous?" Ming Xiao couldn't help but continue to ask.
"The top is watching me."
"This..." The four of them didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Don't worry. After I leave, you will start the Dead Sea Plan immediately. The Demon Sect will not notice you in a short period of time. I will inform you of the next step after I make follow-up arrangements."
"Understood." The four of them responded.
"Okay, you go down. You don't have to see me off tomorrow."
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In Iron Lion City, Han Yi took Ouyang Xun back to the city, but there was no trace of Elder Feng and the other four semi-saint monks around him, but they didn't know where they were arranged by him.
When Han Mofeng and others saw Han Yi and Ouyang Xun coming back, they immediately came to greet them.
"How is it? Nothing happened?" Han Mofeng asked.
"It's okay, the four-phase envoys didn't make things difficult for us. They have already returned to the Holy Snow Palace."
"Where are the two Half-Saints from Tianque City? When they come this time, I'm afraid they will also join the three-city coalition in order to capture our Iron Lion City as soon as possible."
"Hahaha, no. Okay, let's all get busy and try to restore the city defense formation as soon as possible."
"Beishan, Tie Zhan, Master Han, the three of you come with me."
After Han Yi finished speaking, he flew to the city lord's palace first. The three people he named immediately followed him. As for the others, they went to do their own work.