The sound of the guzheng suddenly turned and became urgent. The aura of destruction suspended above Zhang Xiaolu's head flew towards Han Bin's original body and clone at an alarming speed. This aura came to Han Bin in the blink of an eye. If
If it really happened to Han Bin, no one would doubt that Han Bin would die on the spot.
Zhang Xiaolu's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He looked at Han Bin as if he were looking at a dead person and said solemnly: "Han Bin, I want you to understand the consequences of offending me. Although the master said, you can't reveal your strength in front of outsiders.
But you forced me this time, and you have to pay the corresponding price..."
The aura of destruction came to Han Bin in the blink of an eye. The moment it landed on Han Bin, an unimaginable scene appeared.
This aura of destruction is exactly the evil attribute, one of the eighteen attributes of divine power. The evil attribute is called evil magic in the world. It can be said to be a spell that harms people and does not benefit people. To practice this kind of spell, you need to kill countless monks.
, draining away his soul, blood essence, and even Yin Yuan and Yang Yuan. However, once the cultivation is successful, the magical power will be unimaginably powerful and can instantly kill monks of the same realm.
Of course, practicing such magic also requires paying a huge price. After all, there is no absolute good thing in the world.
Once you successfully cultivate evil magical powers, you will have to endure a certain amount of suffering, and every time you can be said to be in agony. Because of this, ordinary monks will not choose to practice evil magical powers, and even if they do, they will not cultivate powerful magical powers. Because of the
The stronger the supernatural power, the stronger the pain one endures, but outsiders don't know these circumstances.
What the monks practice for is not to have powerful cultivation. Therefore, many monks take desperate risks to practice such magical powers.
This was the case with Zhang Xiaolu. The attribute in her body was a rare evil attribute. She wanted to improve her cultivation, but could not obtain powerful magical powers. Later, by chance, Zhang Xiaolu met her master, who not only taught her powerful
She also had magical powers and gave her a magic weapon. This magic weapon was exactly the guzheng she chose to use, and it was also a sub-artifact-Jiuyou Guzheng.
Zhang Xiaolu played the guzheng, looked at Han Bin coldly, and said with a sneer: "How can you stop him now?"
At this moment, a light flashed in Han Bin's confused eyes. In a flash, his eyes regained their clarity. Then, Han Bin let out a low drink, and a strange energy was released from his body.
Under his control, the energy flew forward at an alarming speed, and then collided with the aura of destruction.
The two energies were so incomparable that neither could defeat the other for a moment.
Seeing such a scene, Zhang Xiaolu's eyes widened and she said in disbelief: "Impossible, how could you exert such powerful energy?"
Han Bin snorted coldly, a look of disdain flashed through his eyes, and said coldly: "Is it impossible? There are only unexpected things in this world, and nothing is impossible..."
Zhang Xiaolu was furious. She felt as if she had been tricked by Han Bin. She shouted low and said ferociously: "Okay, very good, you have to pay the price for what happened today..."
"Are you done?" Han Bin glanced at Zhang Xiaolu and said lukewarmly.
Hearing such a tone, Zhang Xiaolu became even more angry and said angrily: "Looking at how confident you are, you don't seem to take me seriously. Don't forget, the spell I just cast is just the beginning."
That’s all. This magic weapon of mine is the sub-artifact Jiuyou Guzheng. It’s your honor to die under this magic weapon…”
Han Bin sighed, shrugged and said, "You've already said this, why do you need to say it again?"
In fact, with Han Bin's character, there was no need to talk so much nonsense with Zhang Xiaolu. He was forced to do so. Han Bin had just regained his clarity, and the power consumed in his body had not yet been fully recovered. He had to delay time and stop talking nonsense with Zhang Xiaolu. As long as he would
The power of the four attributes in the body is perfectly integrated, and it is not difficult to kill Zhang Xiaolu.
Although the evil attribute is powerful, the space attribute cultivated by Han Bin is not weak. If Han Bin only cultivated the space attribute, he could escape even if he could not defeat Zhang Xiaolu. Now he has the power of four attributes. After fusion, he can attack
Improved several times, no matter how powerful the evil attribute is, it is still no match for the power of the four attributes.
With a thought in Han Bin's mind, the space clone returned to his body, and the aura exuding from his body improved a lot.
Zhang Xiaolu sneered and sneered: "I didn't expect that you are quite smart, you actually know how to fuse two attributes. Unfortunately, your cultivation level is too low. You are only in the realm of the four realms of divine cards. No matter how pure the divine power in your body is, you are not me.
Your opponent. Of course, if you practice two more clones, I’m afraid I won’t be able to kill you either…”
Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaolu suddenly thought of the previous scene where she was seriously injured by Han Bin in Meiyin's space. She felt very angry and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "It's a pity that you are just an ordinary monk. Even if you are gifted and can cultivate a clone,
, it’s already very difficult, I don’t believe you can still cultivate the other clones, haha..."
"Okay, enough of the nonsense, it's time for you to pay the price." Zhang Xiaolu's eyes flashed, and she fiddled with the strings again with both hands. This time the speed was obviously much faster than last time. As she fiddled, the speed became faster and faster.
The faster I went, I heard her shout in a low voice: "Playing the zither under the north window, the sound of the zither is clear and sad at night. The high string is easy to break, and the heart is broken and the music is not good."
"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng..."
This time, as soon as the guzheng sounded, three black streams of light flew out from the strings and flew towards Han Bin at an alarming speed. Then, the black light turned into three palm-sized skeletons. These skeletons were crystal clear, with emanating from them.
With unimaginable attack power, it is only stronger than the destructive aura previously displayed.
With a thought in his mind, Han Bin raised his right hand and used his Heaven-Destroying Finger, heading straight towards the opponent.
Three Heaven-Destroying Fingers met the three skeletons, and then they heard a roar and they all collapsed.
Zhang Xiaolu's eyes widened and she looked at Han Bin as if she were looking at a monster. She lost her voice and said: "How is it possible? How could you block my magical power..." Suddenly, she thought of something and said in disbelief: "I
I understand, the magical power you have cultivated has the attribute of death. Although I don’t know what magic weapon you used to convert your divine power into the attribute of death, you are still not my opponent?"
"Really?" Han Bin said disapprovingly, "I also want to know how powerful your magical powers can be."
Zhang Xiaolu made a cold sound. She felt that talking to Han Bin was simply asking for humiliation. Thinking this in her heart, Zhang Xiaolu did not let Han Bin go. She sneered and said: "Whether I can use my powerful magical powers, you can tell me later."
Got it. But I want to remind you that using a magic weapon to convert it into the divine power of death will consume several times more divine power. I don’t know if you can still use such magical power."
Zhang Xiaolu is right. If Han Bin is not a monk with all attributes, if he wants to use the Heaven-Destroying Finger, he must cultivate a clone of the death attribute. If he does not practice, he can also do it with the help of powerful magic weapons, but the same spell is consumed and the divine power is consumed.
Much more, and the speed at which magical powers can be used will be slower.
However, Han Bin is different. He is a monk with all attributes. Even if he has not cultivated the death clone, he can still use it. Han Bin has been using the Heaven-Destroying Finger in the world, and he has practiced it to the point of proficiency. Even in the God Realm
, can also be cast in an instant, but without the death clone, the power will be weaker.
None of this is important. The key is that Han Bin has pure spiritual power in his body and possesses four major attribute powers. It is not difficult to kill Zhang Xiaolu.
Of course, Zhang Xiaolu didn't know about these circumstances, and she couldn't imagine that the monk in front of her would become so perverted that she couldn't believe it. There was only one thought in Zhang Xiaolu's mind, which was to seriously injure Han Bin and then seal him.
Finally, he forced himself to practice double cultivation with him, sucked the Yang Yuan from ###'s body, and finally killed him.
These steps flashed through his mind, and Zhang Xiaolu felt very excited when he thought about the magical power he would use next.
Zhang Xiaolu continued to play with the strings, several times faster than before, obviously trying to kill Han Bin in one fell swoop.
"The Divine Comedy was played upstairs in many scenes, and the mournful strings were repeated again and again. Concubine Jiang went out to listen to the sorrow of the mist and rain, and the white waves turned over and moved the floating jade."
"Call my twin phoenixes to the trough, and send them to the Three Gorges Lone Monkey. I will sing a fragrant spring tune with you, and the woodpeckers will fly to the frost trees."
"..."
After reciting the two spells, Zhang Xiaolu's face was a little pale, and her breath was a little short, but her eyes were extremely bright, as if she could really fulfill her wish later. Zhang Xiaolu gritted her teeth, punched her chest, and took a mouthful of blood.
He spit it out, then he gave a low drink and continued to read: "The soul is broken beyond the sky, the sound of the zither is heard night after night, the evil soul is nowhere to be found, the perfect tune is in the body and mind..."
After reading this sentence, Zhang Xiaolu's eyes were red, the hair on her head was dancing in the air, and her expression became extremely ferocious.
Zhang Xiaolu suddenly raised his right hand, pointed at Han Bin, and said solemnly: "Evil Dragon Soul, go!"
"Boom..."
A loud noise broke the peaceful atmosphere. The black light on the guzheng skyrocketed, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded, shaking the surroundings. It could be heard clearly within a thousand miles. A black dragon rose into the sky, and then circled around.
Zhang Xiaolu's head flew around in a circle, and she flew toward Han Bin with her teeth and claws bared.
The evil dragon soul contained a huge aura, and the two energies that were resisting each other collapsed at this moment.
Han Bin's face darkened, and he subconsciously took a step back, watching the flying dragon soul warily.
Seeing Han Bin's nervous look, Zhang Xiaolu felt a bad breath and laughed loudly: "Han Bin, let me see how you can resist this magical power. If you don't want to suffer physical pain, I advise you to surrender! I
I’m not afraid to tell you that I have never used this magical power in front of outsiders since I started practicing. If you can be defeated by this magical power, it can be considered a blessing from your previous life, haha..."
There was such a big noise here, of course Zhang Daguang and others ten miles away heard it.
Zhang Daguang was extremely depressed. He had just captured Li Yunxiao here, but before he could remember to give the order, he heard the roar of a dragon.
This dragon roar was so terrifying that when Zhang Daguang heard it, his heart trembled and he had the idea of running away immediately.
The same was true for the other two people, who looked horrified and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Dong Xiaowu took a breath of cold air and said tremblingly: "Brother Zhang, what magical power did you say Sister Zhang used, and why did it make such a big noise?"
Zhang Daguang was also extremely scared, but he didn't want to lose face and deliberately showed no fear. He glared at Dong Xiaowu and said angrily: "You ask me, who should I go to? Sister Zhang
The strength is so strong, you saw it just now. Stop talking nonsense, let's enjoy it quickly!"
Dong Xiaowu hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said: "Brother Zhang, I think we should wait a little longer!"
"Wait?" Zhang Daguang said depressedly, "What are you waiting for? What is there to wait for?"
Dong Xiaowu knew in his heart that Zhang Daguang would not listen to him if he didn't tell him the reason. He gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "Dagang, I don't want to die here..."