my simulation longevity

Chapter 556

Time goes back to the present, and the people in Kang village suffered heavy casualties.

Si, who was peeping secretly, was also furious.

He never thought that Han Yi could really attract sparks from the sky like a god.

Not only did the plan to besiege and kill Han Yi fail, but even the Zhu village he had lived in and loved since childhood was almost destroyed in this catastrophe.

Many once-familiar faces have become dilapidated and scorched corpses.

Anger, jealousy, resentment...

All kinds of emotions surged into Si's heart, but in the end it turned into only one voice.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

In the vast night, Han Yi had completely disappeared.

But Si has served as the high priest for dozens of years, and the means of connecting with the gods are not false.

Although the fluctuations in Han Yi's body were different from the god he enshrined.Si still followed the slightest residual fluctuation in the air, and finally caught up with Han Yi.

"Go to hell! The so-called gods shouldn't appear on the earth at all!"

With a ferocious face, Si said the words that had been suppressed in her heart.

As he kept singing, Han Yi was shocked to find that the wind in the air was constantly gathering towards Si's hands.

After being compressed to the extreme, it popped up towards Han Yi in an instant.

"It turns out that luck can still be used like this?"

Han Yi was both surprised and delighted.

Even though another wound was cut on his body, Han Yi's eyes became brighter and brighter.

While dodging, he sensed and learned Si's method of manipulating the wind blade.

Until the body was dripping with blood and dying, the attempt was finally successful.

The first time the wind blade was summoned, the color was darker than the one used by Si.

The momentum is also greater.

There was a whistling sound in the air, and after defeating the wind blade issued by Si, the momentum remained unabated.

In the astonished and unwilling eyes of the other party, he penetrated his body and completed the counter-kill.

Han Yi, who was covered in injuries, heaved a sigh of relief and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, he found that he had fully recovered from his injuries in just one night.

He couldn't find the reason, and Han Yi didn't get to the bottom of it.

Just continue to flee towards the wilderness where there is no one.

But soon, he found that there were teams hunting him everywhere.

That night, the scene of meteorites falling from the sky was really spectacular.

It is impossible to hide the fact that one village is destroyed and the vitality of another village is seriously injured.

As a result, rumors of "gods descending into the world" quickly spread in the wilderness.

Regardless of whether Han Yi's identity as a god is true or not.

His ability to call wind and rain, and star to fall to the ground, really can't be truer.

If he can be controlled in his hands, it will no longer be a dream to rule the wasteland in terms of legal principles and strength.

In order to achieve the ambition of "emperor", almost every tribe launched a hunt for Han Yi.

And the appearance of a pure human being is too conspicuous in this wilderness where monsters are everywhere.

There is no way to hide it.

In order to save his own life, Han Yi had to run away in embarrassment.

Fortunately, there is a body protected by Tianyun, who is very sensitive to crises.

And since the first battle with Si, in addition to the wind blade, Han Yi has also comprehended the method of controlling the wind.

Although it is faster than the flying escape technique of an inferior monk, it is still much faster than simply walking on two feet.

Therefore, although Han Yi was hunted down in a panic, he was never caught.

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"Wind, water, fire, thunder..."

"It's all part of the world. With the help of luck, I can control these energies. It's not a problem to use them to kill enemies."

"According to the records in the "Tianyun Jing", the first monks seem to look like this. Pray for the authority of the sky and manipulate everything."

"They seemed to call themselves [warlocks] at the time."

I am used to the days of hiding in Tibet, and have been wandering in the wilderness. I don't know how long it has passed.

On this day, Han Yi lay in a newly dug hole, muttering to himself.

A faint flame danced from his fingertips, illuminating the dark space around him.

Even in this world, there is no aura.He also did what only monks could do.

"If I wait for me to fully integrate the broken destiny of this world, then the power I can display here will be comparable to the longevity Tianzun in the Xuanhuang Realm."

Longing flashed in his eyes, and Han Yi, who was rekindling hope for the future, suddenly felt that the ground was shaking slightly.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of thunderous footsteps came from a distance, getting louder and louder, as if they were getting closer.

Han Yi's face changed slightly, and a sense of crisis flooded in his heart.

Cursing inwardly, Han Yi broke through the ground, identified the direction slightly, and ran wildly against the wind.

And behind him, chasing after him was a white elephant the size of a mountain.

The white elephant is huge, but its speed is not slow at all.

Ignoring all obstacles on the road, he stepped on all fours and rushed towards Han Yi.

Han Yi's Wind Control Technique worked to the extreme, but he couldn't get rid of the white elephant.

The pursuit of the two also attracted the attention of the surrounding monsters.

They soon discovered Han Yi's figure, so they also joined the ranks of hunting.

More and more monsters were rounded up, and the scope of Han Yike's activities was also shrinking.

Han Yi, who felt he had nowhere to go, had a look of ferocity in his eyes.

During this period of time, the luck he absorbed has reached a very considerable level.

If they all erupted, it would be enough to cause a landslide-level disaster and bury all these damned guys.

But in this way, all his efforts will be in vain, and he will also suffer backlash and be seriously injured.

At the moment when Han Yi was slightly hesitant, he suddenly felt a weak fluctuation of spiritual power around him.

Although weak, Han Yi, who hadn't been nourished by spiritual energy for a long time, would never make a mistake.

To have aura means to be able to cast spells.

Even the weakest spells in the Qi refining period are not comparable to these monsters who show off their power with their physical bodies alone!

Overjoyed, Han Yi immediately galloped away in the direction of the aura induction.

Finally, it stopped in a deep stream.

"here it is……"

Han Yi was pleasantly surprised when he felt the aura flowing below but stagnating outside the range of the deep stream.

"Here, it seems to be a passage leading to the Xuanhuang Realm?"

Ever since he came to this small world, Han Yi has been thinking about returning to the Xuanhuang Realm.

But he searched all around Zhucun, but he couldn't find the passage when he came.

This small world is quite vast, and finding a way to return with his own strength is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

I don't want to think that in today's desperate situation, by accident, I happened to find the way back.

"Sure enough, heaven will not kill me!"

Han Yi looked back at the group of monsters who were chasing after each other.

I snorted coldly in my heart: "When I go back, young master, I will be successful in cultivation, make sufficient preparations, and then come here to settle accounts with you!"

Thinking of this, Han Yi plunged into the deep stream below.

(End of this chapter)