After hearing everyone's discussion, Deng Zucheng laughed and said: "Han Bin, did you hear that? No one can save you today. You can die under the black blood vine, which is worthy of your pride." As he said, he bit
He broke his palm, and a drop of blood flowed out. The blood was wrapped in spiritual power and suspended on his fingers. Then, he touched the black blood suddenly, and the drop of blood flew over.
Han Bin frowned and hurriedly raised his right hand to point at the flying essence and blood.
The white light and the blood essence collided in the air, and there was only a snap sound. The spiritual power surrounding the essence and blood was defeated by the white light. When the white light hit the essence and blood, Deng Zucheng's face changed drastically, and his consciousness moved, and the essence and blood was in his body.
Under control, he flew downwards quickly, trying to avoid the attack of white light.
Han Bin's consciousness was firmly locked on the blood essence. The moment the blood essence fell, the white light chased after it and swallowed it up.
The moment after the blood essence was swallowed by the white light, the white light moved and flew again in the direction of Deng Zucheng.
Deng Zucheng's face darkened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He never expected that the white light could swallow his blood essence. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Deng Zucheng pinched the spell, and a spiritual energy shield was released, floating in front of him.
He shouted, "Go!" Under his control, the spiritual energy shield headed straight for the white light.
The spiritual power finger landed on the spiritual energy shield, and there was a snapping sound, and a slight crack appeared on the shield.
Looking at the white light again, it has dissipated in the air.
After Deng Zucheng blocked the attack, his eyes fell on Han Bin and coldly snorted: "Han Bin, this kind of heaven-defying spell consumes a lot of spiritual power! Let me see how many more times you can cast it." He said again.
He bit his finger, and blood flowed from it. The drops of essence and blood were wrapped in spiritual power and suspended in front of him. He sneered and said: "I have a hundred drops of essence and blood here, and you can still perform a hundred of them like that."
A spell?"
If there is still spiritual energy in the Tiandao Jade Seal, let alone a hundred, even ten thousand would be very easy.
But at this moment, the Tiandao Jade Seal can no longer be used. Although the spiritual power in Han Bin's body is pure, he cannot use it ten times. He had planned in private that ten times was his limit. Seeing Deng Zucheng's proud look, Han Bin took a deep breath
With a breath, he knew that the next battle would be very difficult and he could no longer waste his spiritual energy. As long as he held on for a stick of incense, he could block Deng Zucheng's attack.
In the monastic world, whether it is the beasts sacrificed by animal talismans or the plants and animals condensed by magic, they can only appear for one stick of incense. As long as the time of one stick of incense is up, regardless of whether there is spiritual power in the body,
The spells dissipate on their own. However, a battle between strong men may last as long as a stick of incense. No one knows whether it can last for such a long time when the gap between monks is huge.
If you ask the monks watching around, what is the outcome of this battle? They will definitely answer that Han Bin can't hold on for a stick of incense. Others may think so, but Han Bin firmly believes that it can be done. Over the years, there have been strong winds and waves.
After he came over, he didn't believe he couldn't resist this spell.
Han Bin stared at the tall vines in front of him, his eyes as calm as water. He raised the golden-black bronze mirror in his hand and faced the sun's rays. The sun shone on the surface of the bronze mirror, and a yellow light formed quickly. The moment it was formed. Han Bin
His consciousness fell on the bronze mirror, and the yellow light flashed, turned into red light, and then turned into white light.
Deng Zucheng, who was not far away, widened his eyes slightly and said in surprise: "I can't tell that you can even use the Golden Crow and White Fire. It seems that your cultivation is much stronger than I thought." At this point.
, he changed the topic and said disdainfully: "Even if you use the golden crow and green fire, you will never hurt me." He said this, but he knew in his heart that if Han Bin really made the green fire, although he couldn't be killed, he could.
Let him be seriously injured.
Han Bin did not use blood essence to forcibly raise the temperature of the flame. In his opinion, it was not the final moment of the decisive battle. He raised his hand, pointed at the mirror, and his spiritual fingers suddenly shot out and flew into the mirror.
Han Bin's consciousness was divided into two, one controlled the white flame, and the other controlled the white light emitted by the spiritual finger, forcibly fusing the two energies together.
When Deng Zucheng saw such a scene, he immediately became happy and laughed loudly: "I said, is there something wrong with your brain? Can two energies of different attributes be fused together?" He originally planned to kill Han Bin quickly, but now he changed
He had an idea and wanted to see if Han Bin could fuse it. After all, it is very difficult to fuse two energies with different attributes. Especially the extremely high-temperature flame itself has explosive power, making it even more difficult to fuse it with other energies.
If one of them is bad, an explosion will occur.
If Han Bin's fusion fails, there will definitely be an explosion. When the time comes, Han Bin can be killed without having to do anything, so why not?
Deng Zucheng wanted Han Bin to die in his own spell. The reason was very simple. Although the impact of his killing Han Bin was not big, he would definitely be reprimanded by the ancestor. If Han Bin committed suicide, it would have little to do with him.
If the patriarch of the sect asks again, he can openly say that he originally only wanted to teach Han Bin a lesson and never thought of killing him, but who knew that he would commit suicide instead.
When Deng Zucheng thought of this, he suddenly felt that he was the smartest person in the world and couldn't help laughing.
Han Bin's eyes were solemn, and his spiritual consciousness was released to a large extent, forcibly merging two different energies.
As soon as these two energies came into contact, explosive fluctuations occurred. Han Bin's consciousness moved and he quickly separated. At that moment, if he had been slower, the mirror quilt would have exploded. Thinking of what would happen after the explosion
As a result, Han Bin felt a cold sweat on his forehead, and he hesitated in his heart. Should he sacrifice his blood essence to forcibly raise the white flame to the cyan level?
After thinking for a moment, Han Bin still didn't want to give up. Not to mention whether the forced improvement would be successful, it also consumed blood and essence. He was not prepared to do this unless it was a last resort. Essence and blood are a person's lifespan, and one drop of essence and blood is one year of life.
, who has nothing to do with using blood essence to cast spells? Unless there is a treasure in mind to restore blood essence, no monk with a high level of cultivation will do this easily.
Seeing Han Bin stop, Deng Zucheng said with a smile: "Han Bin, I advise you to give up! These two energies can't be fused at all. Don't you think it's ridiculous?" At this point, he paused and then
He continued: "If you want to commit suicide, I can play with you. How about I don't attack you until you are completely integrated?" After saying that, he laughed loudly, and the way he laughed wildly was as if he saw a
A very funny thing.
The last hesitation in Han Bin's mind disappeared. Since Deng Zucheng said this, he had time to fuse the two spells. With a movement of his consciousness, the two different spells collided again. At the moment of collision, an explosion occurred again.
energy, but this time the energy was very weak and did not reach the level of explosion. Han Bin took a breath, slowed down, and slowly collided together.
This process was so slow that Deng Zuchengdu became impatient, and the disciples around him couldn't help but discuss it again.
"Do you think he can succeed? I think what he did is ridiculous."
"No, let alone two different energies fused together, it is difficult to fuse two identical energies. I think there is something wrong with his brain."
"The elder's spell to defeat the Supreme Elder was impossible, so he came up with this method. If he succeeded, he might be able to defeat the vine. If not, the energy generated by the explosion would be enough to blow him up.
die."
Xia Houming on the side snorted coldly and said: "He always likes to challenge the strong people in the Golden Core stage. One day he will die in the hands of the strong ones in the Golden Core stage."
After hearing this, the disciples nearby couldn't help but come over. Someone said: "Fourth Senior Brother, who do you think is the elder?"
Xia Houming glanced at his mouth and said disdainfully: "Why don't you recognize him? He is the monk who escaped with Master Xiao during the competition in Jiutian Valley."
Hearing this, everyone exclaimed, and the female monk even showed an excited look, chirping: "Wow! He is that senior brother! How amazing, he can kill so many powerful people in the Golden Core stage in a row."
The pretty female disciple on the side reminded: "Senior Sister Zhang, he has successfully established the foundation and has become an elder."
The monk named Senior Sister Zhang stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "Hey! I was so excited that I forgot about it. I hope he can defeat..." At this point, the disciples around him looked weird.
With a look on her face, she fell silent again when she reached her mouth, and said with some embarrassment: "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to say that I hope he can fuse the two spells together." After saying that, she looked not far away.
Deng Zucheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was not angry.
Everyone's eyes showed a self-satisfied look one after another, and then they looked at Han Bin.
Although Dong Juan didn't talk about Han Bin with the Qi-training monks, she didn't think that Han Bin could successfully fuse. She secretly said: "Explode, explode, kill you little bastard..."
Han Bin frowned tightly, concentrating on sensing the fusion of the two energies in the Golden Crow Bronze Mirror. As long as he made a mistake, he didn't even have a chance to regret it. The fusion was very fast, and it took half a stick of incense to fuse.
Halfway through, Deng Zucheng on the side had no patience.
In his heart, he coldly snorted: "Han Bin, how long will it take for you to fuse? If you continue to be so slow, I will have to wait for you here for a long time." He thought for a moment, stretched out five fingers to Han Bin, and said: "
I'll give you ten breaths, if you can't fuse anymore, I'm going to take action."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. Ten breaths passed in the blink of an eye. What's the difference between not giving Han Bin time?
Those female monks who admired Han Bin couldn't help but protest. But they protested in their hearts, but they didn't have the courage to challenge the Supreme Elder Jindanqi. If they really did it, it would be no different from committing suicide. Most of the male monks thought
Xiao Yuyao regarded him as the goddess in her heart. After learning Han Bin's identity, everyone was envious and jealous. Some disciples couldn't help cursing, "Blow him up! Such a scum should have died long ago."
After Han Bin heard Deng Zucheng's words, a subtle fluctuation occurred in his consciousness. At such a critical time, this fluctuation was fatal. The speed of the two spells merging suddenly accelerated, and the explosive fluctuation became stronger and stronger.
In just half a breath, the entire bronze mirror began to shake violently due to this wave of fluctuations, making a buzzing sound.
Han Bin's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and was about to remove his spiritual consciousness from the two spells, but found that his spiritual consciousness seemed to be part of the two spells and could not be cut off. Without even thinking about it, Han Bin
He threw the bronze mirror in his hand, but as soon as he waved his arm, a huge energy emitted from the bronze mirror, tightly sucking his palm. He could not throw the bronze mirror with his waving arm.
.
Deng Zucheng on the side almost burst into laughter and laughed loudly: "Han Bin, did you see, God is helping me." However, the next second, his laughter stopped suddenly. Not only that,
The expression on Deng Zucheng's face was still changing rapidly, from laughing wildly to confusion, then to surprise. Finally, his eyes widened in disbelief.