In the distance, Nangong You was protected behind him by a man holding a knife. After taking the healing elixir, he was stunned when he saw this scene.
Han Yi looked at the corpse cultivator whose arm was blown off by his punch, and was startled for a moment. He seemed to have never thought that the golden corpse level corpse cultivator's body would be so fragile. But Han Yi never thought that his physical body was now so fragile.
It is already comparable to a holy body. Compared with him, a corpse cultivator at the golden corpse level cannot be tricked.
"Death." While Han Yi was distracted, two corpse cultivators on the left and right attacked him, stabbing his head with their sharp claws.
"snort."
Han Yi snorted coldly, activated the soul-killing needle, and sent out a soul impact. The eyes of the two corpses were blank, and their movements were stagnant. Han Yi punched left and right without any hesitation. The bodies of the two corpse cultivators exploded, and their souls were connected.
They were also annihilated by the fist wind.
When the remaining three corpse cultivators saw this, their pupils shrank deeply, and a trace of fear flashed across their faces. The thought of running away suddenly arose in the minds of the three of them at the same time.
"Bang."
The mountain peak below exploded from the mountainside, and a golden light split countless rocks and slashed towards Han Yi's neck.
"Broken." Han Yi raised his hand to grab it, stirred the wind and clouds with his five fingers, tightly grasped the golden light, and squeezed it hard. The golden light shattered instantly and turned into a diffuse golden light that disappeared.
"Huh——" A golden figure suddenly appeared in front of Han Yi, so fast that Han Yi almost had no time to react.
It was actually Guiliren who was blasted into the mountain by the light of the dragon shadow sword. At this time, he came with a thunderous offensive. His thick arms and muscles bulged like diamond iron ropes. The explosive power made the space slightly tremble.
Twisted.
The punch came with an inexplicable suction force, making it impossible for Han Yi to dodge.
"Death." Gui Liren roared angrily.
"Suppression." Han Yi shouted coldly with a majestic face.
Double-clicking, the space was distorted, and invisible ripples appeared, spreading out like water waves. The three corpse cultivators in the distance were hit by the ripples, their eyes widened in horror, and their bodies were exploded inch by inch, turning into
Blood mist.
"Boom--" Gui Li and Han Yi were separated at the first touch, and their bodies shot backward tens of thousands of meters, then rushed back again and collided brazenly.
This was a pure battle in which the body was used as a weapon. Wu Youran, Nangong You and the man holding the knife watched this scene from a distance, unable to hide their shock.
Han Yi and Gui Liren, one is like a black stream of light, and the other is like a golden lightning. Every time they collide, it will cause the entire ground to tremble, and the invisible ripples will turn into circles of transparent ripples, wherever they pass.
, everything is crushed into dust.
The strong wind of the fist smashed through the mountains and the earth.
"boom."
With one blow, the two men lined up in two empty spaces, facing each other.
"Son, which big force are you a descendant of?" Gui Liren stared at Han Yi with a pair of purple eyes.
"Mucheng." Han Yi said with a half-smiling expression. Mucheng and Ghost Corpse City belong to the same region, and not long ago, the two sides had the same hatred and fought against Quecheng together.
"Mucheng." Guiliren raised his eyebrows, looked Han Yi up and down, and suddenly smiled, "Could you be the lord of Mucheng, Han Yi?"
"Yes, I am the lord of Mucheng City, Han Yi."
"Hahaha, the name of City Lord Han is like thunder in Gui Liren's ears." Gui Liren cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Our two cities have some feelings for each other. Since it was City Lord Han who took action, then in this temple, Gui Liren
I won’t argue anymore and take my leave.”
After that, without waiting for Han Yi to say anything else, Gui Liren turned around and left in a hurry, and the light quickly disappeared into the distance.
Han Yi watched Gui Liren leave and didn't stop him, just shook his head slightly.
"Gui Liren is quite knowledgeable."
In the distance, Wu Youran, Nangong You and the man with the knife flew over.
"Thank you, Master, for helping me." Nangong You thanked him with a cupped hand.
"Hmm." Han Yi just nodded, thought for a while, and asked, "I wonder if Sister Nangong Xi'er has entered the Star Realm and participated in the trial?"
"My sister is so talented that she naturally got a place to enter the Star Realm. Young master, do you know my sister?" Nangong You asked curiously.
"Well, Han and Sister Xi'er have indeed met several times."
"I wonder if you can tell me your name, sir? Maybe my sister has mentioned it to me before?"
"I have nothing to do, I'm Han Yi."
"Han Yi." Nangong You and the man holding the knife both exclaimed in surprise.
"Why, is there anything wrong with Han's name?"
"Of course not, but Brother Han's name is too thunderous." Nangong You said sincerely, "My father has always respected you very much, and often used your deeds to build the curtain city on your own to teach us.
Three brothers and sisters.”
"Master Nangong Pavilion really praises Han too much. Han Mo's family fortune is nothing compared to Wanling Pavilion." Han Yi said modestly.
"Brother Han is too modest." Nangong glanced at Wu Youran beside Han Yi without any trace, but hesitated to speak.
"Brother Nangong, Han has just entered the tomb of the gods and has never seen the temple before. Do you mind if the two of us stay and observe?"
"Of course I won't mind." Nangong You waved his hand quickly, "If Brother Han hadn't helped, the temple here would have been robbed by the Guili people of Zombie City."
"Qingyun, open the temple quickly." He ordered the knife-wielding young man beside him.
The knife-wielding young man named Qingyun flew to the temple, took out an amber spirit bead, and popped it out with his fingers. The amber spirit bead flew to the temple gate, releasing the unearthed divine power. On the temple gate, there were a pair of unicorn statues
A lifelike head popped up, and a big mouth full of sharp teeth opened, absorbing the power of the amber spirit bead.
In just a few breaths, the power contained in the amber spirit bead was absorbed. The gorgeous patterns engraved on the temple door lit up one after another, forming a strange ancient pattern.
"Boom."
The door of the temple suddenly opened, and a huge majesty surged in and rushed towards them. The four of them felt their breaths were stagnant, and they almost knelt down under the majesty. But the majesty disappeared in an instant, like a flash in the pan.
The four of them walked into the temple, and the left and right walls were covered with various grand patterns, which seemed to record the ancient world war that destroyed the land.
The ferocious monsters covering the ground were like a black tide, sweeping over from the end of the star field. On top of the huge stars, stood the ancient gods with their divine appearance. Although it was only a mural, Han Yi and the four of them could still
Feel the power emanating from those gods.
That kind of being above all living beings, that kind of controlling the laws of the earth, that kind of arrogant divine power.
"Is this a god?" Han Yi murmured to himself. Although he had faced the real god before, the Lord of the Phoenix Clan had not manifested his divine appearance at that time, and his cultivation was also very low, and he could not feel the power at all.
There were so many things, so the shock brought to him by the Phoenix Clan Divine Lord was not even as strong as this grand mural.
At the end of the temple, a throne was suspended in the air more than ten meters high, with nothing above it. Nothing seemed to be left in this temple.
"Brother Han, there are no weapons left in this temple, so it should be the legacy of the gods." Nangong You said.
"The legend of the gods" Han Yi was slightly surprised, "How to get it?"
"The throne is the throne of the gods during their lifetime, and the inheritance is left on it. Ordinary monks cannot bear the inheritance of the gods, so many monks, after opening the temple, if they do not get the treasure, they often try to accept the inheritance of the gods.
The legend is that the risk of obtaining this spiritual inheritance is also very huge, and very few monks can bear it. If it fails, the soul and body will directly collapse."
"That's it." Han Yi suddenly realized, "Brother Nangong, do you want to go up there and give it a try?"
"Brother Han, my current state is not suitable for accepting the teachings of the gods," Nangong You quickly waved his hands.
"Brother Qingyun, do you have the confidence to give it a try?" Han Yi looked at Qingyun who was standing aside.
Qingyun looked at Nangong You, but Nangong You didn't give any instructions at all. Although he wanted to give it a try, he didn't dare to make a decision on his own. After weighing it in his mind, he looked at Han Yi and could only shake his head.
"You two, the opening of this temple has cost a lot of people. Have you obtained any treasures? If you give up this inheritance of the gods, you will really lose everything." Han Yi could only remind the two of them.
"Brother Han, although this spiritual inheritance is very good, neither of us is sure enough to bear it. For the sake of our own lives, we still don't try it."
Han Yi glanced at Nangong You meaningfully and nodded.
"Han is somewhat interested in the inheritance of the gods. Since Brother Nangong is not willing to try it, then Han will have the nerve to give it a try."
"Brother Han, just try. With your ability, it will be easy to accept the inheritance." Nangong You said with a smile.
Han Yi smiled, it was nothing.
"Wait for me." He turned to Wu Youran.
"Your heart." Wu Youran reached out and shook Han Yi's palm.
"rest assured."
Han Yi gave a comforting smile, stepped lightly on the ground, flew lightly to the throne, and sat down leisurely.
"Buzz."
In an instant, the hidden power of the divine throne was activated, and the patterns of law lit up one after another, a total of one hundred and eighty, all surrounding Han Yi. The powerful divine power was released from the divine throne, condensing on Han Yi's head.
It turned into an amber ball as big as a head.
The unparalleled divine power hit him almost as if the ground was falling. Han Yi's whole body tensed up, his face turned red, and veins popped out between his forehead and neck.
The spiritual bead condensed by divine power injected surging power into his body. One hundred and eighty patterns of law penetrated directly into his eyebrows. Gradually, an amber pattern appeared between his eyebrows.
came out.
A pure power of law was engraved into his consciousness like a brand, and everything came naturally as if he was breathing.
"Huh——" Han Yi took a long breath. The inheritance of the gods is indeed not simple. It tests not only the strength of the soul, but also the strength of the body. If it were Nangong You or Qingyun, he might not be able to withstand it for long.
The body and soul will collapse together.
An amber pattern of law flashed in Han Yi's eyes, and a force of earth-attribute law surrounded him, giving people a sense of deep and profound blessing.