Dirk's eyes widened, obviously he didn't expect Han Bin to say such a sentence, and said in a daze: "What did you say, Yaoyin?" Can he not be surprised? You know, he is a monk with the attribute of death, who is best at killing people, and
Use dead people to refine puppets. But this is the first time he said that corpses can also be used as medicine guides. What kind of medicine is refined and what kind of medicine guide is needed?
Dirk had also refined elixirs, but he had never heard that corpses could be used as medicine. He thought that Han Bin deliberately said such words to scare him. As for Han Bin's purpose, Dirk was not in the mood to think about it, and sneered.
Said: "Han Bin, you are trying to scare me with such words. Although I am injured now, it is not easy for you to kill me."
Han Bin smiled, looked at Dirk as if he were looking at an idiot, and said coldly: "Dirk, you haven't understood yet, what Ledo said is true, Dick is dead, and he was
I kill. Not only that, many of the number one divine envoys have died in my hands. Do you think you are much stronger than Dick and can escape my pursuit even if you are seriously injured?"
Dirk always thought that Han Bin was lying to him. Now after hearing Han Bin's words, he calmed down and started to think about this problem. Dick is indeed very strong. In a one-on-one situation, Dirk can kill Dick, but he also needs to
Paying a huge price. If Dick was really killed by Han Bin, it would not be difficult to kill himself.
Thinking of this, Dirk's face became a little ugly. He really couldn't believe that Han Bin only had the fifth level of the divine card. How could he kill the first divine envoy Dick? If he was not seriously injured now, Dirk was not worried about being killed by Han Bin.
Bin killed Han Bin, but after being injured, he didn't have much magical power in his body, and he couldn't use his powerful magical powers. Even if he could barely kill Han Bin, there were so many women around Han Bin, and he still couldn't escape.
Dirk took a deep breath, glanced at the four corpse puppets beside him, and said solemnly: "Han Bin, since you are so powerful, how about we make a bet?"
"Bet?" Han Bin sneered, "What do you have that can be used as a bet?"
Dirk was startled again. He didn't expect Han Bin to propose a bet, but he was secretly relieved. He was really afraid that Han Bin wouldn't agree, or would insult him with unpleasant words! Dirk's eyes flashed, and he had an idea.
Quickly formed, I heard him say seriously: "What kind of bet do you want, as long as I can make it, I will definitely agree to it."
Han Bin did not take action to kill Dirk because he valued the supernatural power of death, so he said: "Tell me the magic you have practiced all your life, and I will agree to make a bet with you."
Dirk frowned slightly, and then he thought of Han Bin asking Dick for the magic spell, and he felt relieved. He patted the Qiankun bag on his waist, took out a magic slip, and quickly recorded it. When he put down the magic spell,
After recording the judgment, he threw it to Han Bin and said: "What you want is here, take a look!"
Han Bin didn't look at it, quickly put it into the Qiankun bag and said: "Tell me how you bet!"
A look of surprise flashed across Dirk's eyes. He obviously didn't expect Han Bin to believe him so much. He agreed to make a bet with him without even looking at the spells in the divine slip. However, although Dirk was arrogant, he was not a despicable person.
He did not tamper with the law. In his opinion, as long as Han Bin agreed to make a bet with him, he would definitely die, so why bother tampering with a dying person!
The reason why Han Bin didn't look at Shen Jian was because it was useless, not to mention he didn't think Dirk would do anything.
Dirk didn't continue to think about why Han Bin didn't look at the gods, and said seriously: "Let's fight one on one, life and death, the woman behind you can't interfere, how about it?"
"That's it?" Han Bin said calmly without thinking.
Dirk nodded and said in a deep voice: "That's it. Of course, no matter who of us loses or wins, no one else can interfere."
Han Bin already knew this guy's purpose and said, "Okay, I have no objection."
Hearing Han Bin's cheerful agreement, Dirk's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously thought that there might be a conspiracy. But after thinking about it in the blink of an eye, he felt that there was no such possibility. Han Bin could not let the woman around him take action.
If they need to take action, they don't need to agree to it at all. They can take the women around them to take action and kill themselves.
Dirk moved his wrist, patted the Qiankun bag on his waist, and used the Nine Nether Skeleton, his natal artifact.
At the same time, Dirk controlled the golden puppet around him and prepared for battle.
On the other hand, Han Bin's expression was very calm, and his indifferent eyes seemed not to take Dirk seriously.
Dirk snorted in his heart and said disdainfully: "Boy, do you think I have no ability to resist after being seriously injured? You are just one person. There are four big puppets around me. If five pairs of you are attacked, I will
If you can't, you can still kill me." With a flick of his wrist, he pointed at Han Bin and shouted: "Go to hell!"
The black light flashed on the Jiuyou skeleton, and under the control of Dirk, it flew forward at an astonishing speed. The speed was unimaginable. In an instant, it was in front of Han Bin and was about to land on Han Bin.
Front. At this time, the four golden puppets also moved, flying towards Han Bin from four directions, and exerted their most powerful attack power.
Han Bin seemed to be frightened and stood there motionless. If these five attacks really fell on him, his body would collapse even if he did not die.
At this moment, Dirk seemed to see Han Bin being killed. A stern smile appeared on his lips, and Jie Jie said: "Han Bin, I think you are not dead yet..."
Dirk wished that Han Bin would die now. He clenched his fists in excitement, but at the moment when Jiuyou Skeleton killed Han Bin, a scene that he had never imagined occurred.
Han Bin's body enlarged at an alarming speed, and in the blink of an eye he was like a giant, standing proudly in the valley.
Then, Han Bin grabbed the Jiuyou Skeleton in his hand, and with a snap, the Jiuyou Skeleton was crushed to pieces.
The divine weapon collapsed, and Deke spat out a mouthful of blood. He was surprised and went crazy. He immediately controlled the four golden puppets and killed Han Bin at all costs. However, Deke had a good idea, and the result was not what he imagined.
It was completely different, Han Bin's body flashed with light, and six clones appeared at the same time, launching attacks on the four golden puppets.
Of these six identities, Feng is the four major clones of wind, ice, fire and earth, plus space and evil clones.
In the case of six versus four, the result can be imagined. Before the six clones could use their powerful magical powers, the four puppets were controlled.
That's right, Han Bin did not destroy the four golden puppets, but chose to control them. It is not easy to refine these four golden puppets. It would be a pity if they were destroyed like this. Han Bin suddenly waved his arm, and shocked the four golden puppets.
He grabbed Dirk in his hand, forcibly sealed his cultivation, and coldly snorted: "What else do you have to say..."
Dirk smiled bitterly. He felt that the scene that just happened was so unreal, like a dream. However, this dream was too incredible. Han Bin was actually a descendant of the ancient gods, and he could also display the ultimate talent of the ancient gods.
The most surprising thing is that Han Bin has six clones...
This, this seemingly impossible thing, actually appears in front of us, which is hard to accept.
Dirk knew that this was all true, and he had a lot to ask in his heart, but when it came to his mouth, he didn't know what he wanted to ask.
After a moment, Dirk took a breath and said, "Han Bin, who are you and why do you have six clones?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to tell me whether the magic formula you just gave me is true." Han Bin ignored Dirk's words and said in a deep voice, "You'd better not play tricks with me.
Otherwise, I will make your life worse than death. Also, what I said before is true, I do have a purple-winged ant emperor..."
Dirk wanted to refute, but he did not speak. The surprise that Han Bin gave him just now was too great. Even if Han Bin told him now that he is the Supreme God, Dirk would still believe it. When too many miracles happen to a person,
When there are too many, what else is impossible? Maybe it was wrong from the beginning, maybe what Ledo said is true.
Dirk regretted why he killed Ledo instead of killing Han Bin first.
But now, there is no use regretting. Life and death are in the hands of others. What else can I pray for? I can only hope that I will not be so painful before I die.
Thinking of this, Dirk sighed and said: "You all know that there is no problem with magical powers, so why bother asking me?" As he said, he glanced at the women behind Han Bin and said in confusion: "Besides, you
There are no death clones, nor do those ladies. Even if these magic arts are true, you can't practice them..."
Han Bin kept paying attention to Dirk's eyes. When Dirk finished these words, he was sure that Dirk did not lie, and those magical powers did not involve any manipulation. Han Bin was in a good mood and wanted to tease Dirk, so he said:
"Who says I can't practice? As long as I practice another death clone, it will be fine."
"Hmph! Who do you think you are! If you want to cultivate a clone, you can cultivate a clone. Except for monks with full attribute spiritual roots, it is not easy even for monks with death spiritual roots to cultivate a death clone." Dirk thought of this.
, his face suddenly changed, and he lost his voice and said, "You, are you a full-attribute spiritual root monk?"
Han Bin nodded and replied: "You are not completely stupid. I am indeed a spiritual root monk with all attributes."
Dirk was confused again and asked hurriedly: "You are not a descendant of the ancient gods, how can you be a full-attribute spiritual root monk?"
Han Bin's body shrank rapidly, and when it turned into its original appearance, he said: "There is no conflict. I was originally a monk with all attributes, but then I accidentally possessed the blood of the ancient gods..."
Dirk was not stupid. He knew that Han Bin did not want to tell the truth, so he did not continue to ask this topic, but said: "Let me ask the last question, do you really want to use our bodies to make elixirs?"