Han Bin sighed and said, "I told you the truth just now, but you didn't believe it. Now do you believe it?"
The two of them didn't completely believe it, but if they didn't believe it, how could Tian Mozi's magic weapon be in Han Bin's hands? In this case, there are only two possibilities. One is that Tian Mozi was killed by Han Bin, and the storage bag fell into Han Bin's hands.
In his hand. Second, Tian Mozi was killed by a righteous monk. Han Bin accidentally saw Tian Mozi's body and took the storage bag away.
The more the two of them thought about it, the more they felt that the second possibility was very high. Han Bin, a monk in the Qi training stage, was too weak. Even if Tianmozi stood there and let Han Bin kill him, Han Bin might not be able to break it.
After guessing that Han Bin could not kill Tian Mozi, they felt that Han Bin had nothing to be afraid of, and once again showed disdain on their faces.
Erhu snorted coldly and said: "Boy, don't think that we will be afraid of you if you hold the relics of the Demon Demon?"
Han Bin was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the two of them were too stupid to think about the problem with common sense. If a normal person saw Tianmozi's magic weapon, he would not dare to take action even if he didn't believe it. But the two of them,
Ming didn't believe what he said, which made him depressed. Did he really want to take action?
At this time, Zhang Xiong also used his magic weapon, which was a black flying sword. It was hard to tell what kind of material it was made of, but its power should not be underestimated. Zhang Xiong shot a spell on the sword, and the flying sword
Under his control, it floated above his head, making a buzzing sound.
Zhang Xiong glanced at Han Bin and said sternly: "Boy, I don't care how you get Senior Tian Mozi's storage bag. Since we have encountered him, we will take revenge on Senior Tian Mozi." After saying this, he said to those around him.
Zhang Hu said: "Do it and kill this kid."
Han Bin knew that it would be too late if he didn't take action, so he quickly raised his right hand, pointed at Zhang Xiong, and shouted: "Spiritual power finger."
With one finger raised, the sky becomes dark and the earth becomes dark.
Han Bin lost his memory and cultivation, but the eighteen spiritual roots in his body are still there. How abnormal the eighteen spiritual roots are, even if there is a trace of spiritual power, they can be magnified countless times. This is why Han Bin
Although Bin only has the cultivation level of the Qi Training Stage, no one in this world can block his attack. Even the powerful God Transformation Stage and the old monsters of the Infant Transformation Stage can't do it.
With a flash of white light, the spiritual power finger flew towards Zhang Xiong at an alarming speed. At such a fast speed, poor Zhang Xiong didn't even have a chance to dodge before he was hit. The spiritual power finger penetrated his Dantian and appeared on his abdomen.
There was a bloody hole the size of a thumb, with blood flowing out. His vitality dissipated at an alarming speed, and then he fell to the ground, without any breath.
This scene took a long time to talk about, but in fact, from the time Han Bin took action until Zhang Xiong died, it only took half a breath.
Zhang Hu was completely dumbfounded. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that a monk in the Qi training stage actually killed a master in the foundation building stage, and he did so instantly. At this moment, Zhang Hu thought of Han Bin's previous words
, took a few steps back in horror, and seeing that Han Bin had no intention of letting him go, he fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, begging for mercy: "Senior, please forgive me, please let me go!"
"Let you go?" Han Bin was also surprised. He didn't expect that this spell was so powerful that it could kill the opponent instantly.
Zhang Hu just wanted to survive, and no longer cared about dignity. He kept kowtowing and didn't stop even though his forehead was covered with blood. "Senior, you are so powerful. We are just ants in front of you. If you kill us, won't you lower your status?"
You might as well treat me like a fart!"
Han Bin shook his head and said plausibly: "Wrong, I am an ant, you are the strong ones, and I also want to see if the ants can kill the strong ones."
"Senior, I know I was wrong, please stop playing with me." Zhang Hu was about to cry but had no tears. He really regretted why he had offended such a evil star.
Just as Han Bin was about to kill Zhang Hu, something suddenly occurred to him. He pointed to the east and asked, "Tell me where that place is, and maybe I can let you go."
Zhang Hu was startled, then raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by Han Bin, and answered truthfully: "Senior, that is the capital of the Great Zhou Empire in the secular world, Xuanqing City."
"The secular world?" Han Bin frowned and asked in confusion, "Why is it called the secular world?"
Zhang Hu was speechless for a while. If he hadn't seen Han Bin kill Zhang Xiong with his own eyes, he would have doubted whether Han Bin was a strong man. How could a strong man not even know this bit of common sense? At first, he heard from his disciples
, some strong people like to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. At that time, he thought that there was something wrong with those strong people's brains. Why should strong people act weak? It was too boring.
Now I understand that there are really boring people in this world.
Zhang Hu did not dare to hide it. He seemed to have guessed that Han Bin knew very little about the situation in this world, and said in detail: "The planet we are on is called Xuan Qingxing. In addition to mortals, there are also monks like us on the planet. Monks
The world becomes the monastic world, and the mortal world becomes the secular world.”
Having said this, Zhang Hu paused and continued: "There is only one country in the secular world, and that is the current Great Zhou Empire. On the surface, the empire has no connection with the monastic world. In fact, this is not the case. They are closely related to the largest sect of righteousness.
The Xuanqing Sect has a very close relationship. It is said that many materials in the Xuanqing Sect are provided by the Great Zhou Empire. When the empire is in danger, the Xuanqing Sect will help."
Han Bin thought for a while and asked: "Are there any masters in Xuanqing City?"
"Senior, do you mean the martial arts masters in the mortal world or the monks in the monastic world?" Zhang Hu asked cautiously.
Han Bin glared at him and said angrily: "Nonsense, of course I am a master in the monastic world. Do you think I am afraid of a mortal?"
"Yes, yes, that's what the senior taught me." Zhang Hu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said hurriedly, "Theoretically, there are no monks in the imperial capital, only masters in the mortal world. But over the years, the demonic path and the righteous path have changed.
We are paying more and more attention to the mortal world, and even secretly support some big families. I think there should be monks in the imperial capital."
Han Bin's heart skipped a beat. If there were really monks in the imperial capital, they would have to keep a low profile.
In the following time, Han Bin asked about the topic again, and Zhang Hu answered truthfully. He also knew something about the situation in the monastic world. In the monastic world, there are righteous ways and demonic ways. In fact, the cultivation realms of the two sects are exactly the same. They are just one.
Using the essence and blood of living people to forcibly improve your cultivation level, and just absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will also improve your cultivation level. In the same realm, demonic monks are even more powerful.
Han Bin didn't have much affection for the demonic monks, but he didn't want to kill people randomly. He said, "Before I let you go, I have one more question to ask you."
"Senior, are you really going to let me go?" Zhang Hu's eyes widened. He didn't believe his ears. They said that righteous monks were kind and would not kill people indiscriminately. It seemed that this was true.
Han Bin nodded and said: "Let me ask you, for a strong man like me, how many people in the world can kill me?"
"Oh my God! How many perverted monks like you can kill you! Don't make such a joke with me, okay? I can't even sense your true cultivation. You are at least an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.
, even those great sects, there are not many strong people in the Nascent Soul stage." Zhang Hu thought so in his heart, but said, "Senior, you are simply invincible. As long as you don't meet those powerful people who are hidden in the world, no one will
Is your opponent."
Han Bin frowned. He thought he was very powerful, but he didn't expect that there were even more powerful monks.
Zhang Hu saw Han Bin frowning and thought that Han Bin was dissatisfied with his words, so he hurriedly said: "Senior, I just said it wrong. Although those monks in seclusion are very powerful, senior's spells are also terrifying. Just the spirit just now
Li Zhi, even if the legendary old monsters in the transformation stage come, they will only come to kill one, or two to kill a pair."
Han Bin chuckled. He also felt that it felt good to hear compliments. He waved his hand and said: "Go away! I don't want to see you again in the future."
"Senior, I will roll far away so that you won't see me." Wang Hu did not dare to get up and rolled and crawled away, disappearing from Han Bin's sight in the blink of an eye.
Han Bin slapped his forehead and said depressedly: "Damn it, I forgot to ask that guy for a map. Forget it, it's not far anyway." Han Bin casually picked up the storage bag on Brother Wang's waist and put it away.
It was in his storage bag. Then he remembered that he was a monk now. Since he could open Tianmozi's storage bag, he should be able to open his own storage bag.
Thinking of this, Han Bin took the Qiankun Bag in his hand, his consciousness fell on it, and then his consciousness entered the inside of the Qiankun Bag. There were piles of heavenly materials and earthly treasures stored in the bag, and there were many unnamed ones.
There are elixirs and magic weapons, and even some magic weapons emit eighteen different colors of light.
After watching for a while, Han Bin was very excited and laughed wildly: "It turns out that I was so powerful before! I really want to recover my memory quickly and have my previous cultivation level again. Well! There are so many treasures of heaven and earth, and so many pills,
I don't even think it's hard to become a strong man!" He was about to take out the contents of the Qiankun Bag, but his eyes widened.
Han Bin was surprised to find that with his current level of cultivation, he could not take things out of the storage bag, even small pills. Han Bin did not know that the Qiankun bag and the storage bag looked like
They are very similar, but in fact they are quite different. The storage bag is an ordinary magic weapon, but the Qiankun bag is a powerful magic weapon. When refining, the ten spatial rules must be followed.
Even if ordinary people get the Qiankun Bag, they cannot use it because their power of divine consciousness is not strong enough. Only those who have reached the sixth level of the Divine Card or above can take out items from the Qiankun Bag. In addition to the gods, those in the divine world are those who
God's envoys use the Qiankun Bag. Even those powerful people from big families don't have many Qiankun Bags.
Han Bin held the Qiankun bag and couldn't help but smile. He had such a good thing, but he couldn't take out anything from it. It felt like there was a beautiful woman in front of you, and she was at your mercy, but you found that you couldn't. Han Bin caught it
Flick your hair, roar, and vent your emotions.
After a moment, Han Bin took a deep breath and deceived himself: "Forget it, let's save that girl Yuan Yan first! This storage bag belongs to me anyway. It doesn't matter when I take out the things."