I Hang Up In the Fantasy World - Vol 15 Chapter 140: :wreckage
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Even if he and Shen Yuanyi didn’t go deep into the lake for a while, he would have lost track of each other at this time.
Not only Shen Yuanyi, but many saints who entered the lake also seemed to have disappeared at this time, not being perceived by Zhang Yi.
“As expected of the land of three thousand weak waters.”
“The fog can suppress the perception of the saint, and on this lake, although you can rely on the boat made of Lan Lan wood to move forward, the inner body’s true essence is also obscure and difficult to mobilize.”
Zhang Yi was silent, quietly realized, and soon had an accurate understanding of his current state.
To put it simply, the combat power of the saints who enter this heavy water lake is greatly weakened, which will increase a lot of risks when crossing.
“Weak water can eliminate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and greatly suppress the true essence.”
“But vigor is nurtured by the flesh, and my physical training is not affected. Thinking about it this way, I have a lot of advantages in this regard.”
Thinking of this, Zhang Yi’s eyes flickered, analyzing the surrounding situation, and the eye of insight was also opened, always on alert for movements in all directions.
In such a strange world, although his combat power is extraordinary, and his physical training is not affected, he will not be arrogant or careless.
After all, being cautious is a necessary condition for exploring all kinds of secret realms and dangerous places.
“Wow wow wow.”
The canoe broke through the water, rippling ripples, and with the sound of waves, it went to the depths of the lake.
Although Zhang Yi had difficulty peeking through the layers of mist, he could also discern the direction and rush to the place of creation so that he would not get lost on the way.
In this way, the half-day scene is quietly passed.
“What’s the matter with that position?”
Half a day passed, and nothing happened. At a certain moment, Zhang Yimeiyu, who was standing in the front section of the canoe, moved and looked to one side.
At this time, he felt a strange fluctuation.
In this land of weak water, the fluctuations of spiritual energy and true essence have been weakened infinitely, but Zhang Yi still has some insight.
This can only show that the source of the fluctuation is very close to him.
“Well… it seems to be a **** aura, and there is still a strange rebellious and tyrannical meaning left in the void.”
Zhang Yi’s eyes swept to the right, and he had some guesses in his heart. Then, without much hesitation, he drove the canoe to the source of the fluctuation.
Being in this weak lake shrouded in fog, spiritual sense and perception are suppressed, and blindly avoiding is not reliable, but may lead to a more dangerous situation.
Take the initiative to attack and understand some situations, but may avoid some traps.
With such thoughts in mind, Zhang Yi marched forward.
It didn’t take too long, that is, after more than 20 breaths, he arrived at the source of the abnormal fluctuations.
The layers of mist thinned as the distance approached, and Zhang Yi caught a glimpse of the scene ahead.
In front, there are pieces of wooden boards of different sizes scattered on the surface of the lake, and there are blood-red blushes spread out, and the broken arms are hanging down on the bottom of the lake…
This scene formed a terrifying picture.
A saint has fallen, and its wreckage is all over the lake, extremely terrifying!
As for the identity of the fallen wreckage, its face was already indistinguishable, but Zhang Yirang still recognized the residual breath of its body.
The other party is one of the saints who stayed and chose to cross the lake secondary forces.
“It’s only a half-day scene, but an accident happened, did a saint fall?”
“From the beginning to the end of the battle, it should be fleeting, and even if the saints of the fourth heaven fall, it seems that there are indeed vicious monsters at the bottom of this lake.”
Zhang Yi glimpsed the scene in front of him and couldn’t help muttering.
A saint passed away quietly in a very short time, and even his body was scattered all over the water.
Such a crushing posture, even Wan Xing and others could not easily do it.
After all, there are not only one person, but three saints from the secondary forces who choose to cross.
The three fourth-level heavenly saints reported to the group, but even so, they were swallowed by one person, which shows that the fierce beasts at the bottom of the lake are extremely powerful.
This reminded Zhang Yi not to be underestimated.
Suddenly, Zhang Yi, who was observing the traces of the battlefield, noticed something. He couldn’t help but move in his heart and looked at a stump of a stump and a broken arm floating in the water in front of him.
It was a small section of the right forearm, its palm was white, and it had lost its vitality, and the fractured place was blurred with blood and pits, as if it had been torn off abruptly, without any neatness at all.
What Zhang Yi paid attention to was what was contained in the **** broken arm.
It was an aura that was completely different from a mutilated body, fierce and tyrannical.
On the canoe, Zhang Yi let out a low snort, and grasped in the air with his right palm, and a gravitational force suddenly appeared.
And a black object cut through the void, floated out from the broken arm, and fell into Zhang Yi’s palm.
Zhang Yi looked down and found that it was a short finger-length black hair. The hair was dark and hard as iron, and it had a kind of wild coercion.
“It turned out to be this fierce beast…”
A streamer flashed in Zhang Yi’s eyes.
Then, relying on the analysis given by the eye of insight, he was shocked and truly understood the true face of the monster under the lake that attacked and killed the saint.
Immediately, Zhang Yi’s expression became amused.
“Presumably even the two saints from Huangquan Valley have received some news, but they did not expect that the monsters at the bottom of the lake have mutated, otherwise how could they dare to divide their forces?”
“It seems that in the process of this crossing, there will be twists and turns, and the saints of the secondary forces will probably wipe out the entire army.”
This idea flashed through Zhang Yi’s mind.
Then only after hearing a humming sound, a streamer of light emerged from his brows, hovering three feet above his head, and a thin curtain of light shrouded the entire wooden boat. .
This is a Xuantian Mirror that is comparable to a high-level treasure.
Although the three thousand weak water lakes can isolate the spiritual energy, the true essence of the saint is also suppressed.
However, the Xuantian Mirror is a high-level treasure after all, with a very high rank, and the interior is a world of its own, with the existence of the core of the fierce sun, so it has little impact on it.
“I hope that fierce beast is interested, otherwise I will have to fight…”
In the boundless fog, there is a vast expanse of white in all directions.
And the Xuantian Mirror shed a cool radiance, like a bright light, dispelling the silence around, bringing a trace of light, making people feel at ease.
After completing this step, Zhang Yi stepped on his feet hard, and the power of Wanyue’s giant spirit body was running, driving the wooden boat to break through the waves and move towards a deeper source.