Han Bin had already mastered the red flame during the foundation building period. After practicing in the magma of the Golden Crow Continent for so many years, he had become so proficient in the practice that he could easily cast the blue flame. Therefore, for Han Bin, who is proficient in fire spells, the red flame is very practical.
It's too weak, even if it falls on him, it won't have the slightest impact.
When the red fire palm flew towards him, Han Bin didn't even look at it. He raised his hand and grabbed it in his hand.
The temperature in the flame was extremely high, but at this moment, Han Bin's hands were like those of a well-behaved child, and it did not cause any harm.
Seeing this scene, everyone around them had their pupils constricted and their mouths opened wide enough to drop an egg.
The look of surprise on the third elder's face was not strong, but there was a huge wave in his heart. The red flame was a spell he cast, and he knew better than anyone how hot it was. That red flame, let alone
It was a monk at the Golden Core stage, and even the strong ones at the Nascent Soul stage did not dare to compete with it. The monk in front of him actually held it in his hand. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed the scene in front of him.
Han Bin raised his right hand, waved it in front of everyone, and then clenched his fist. When he opened his palm, the flame had disappeared without a trace.
To put it bluntly, it is not an exaggeration to call Han Bin the ancestor of playing with fire magic. There are so many fire monks on the Golden Crow Continent, but in the same realm, no one is Han Bin's opponent, and the same is true in Shifang Continent. Now this
In the Tianluo Continent, water spells are the mainstay. Even monks who practice fire spells are not much better at controlling fire. How can they compare with Han Bin?
Han Bin's eyes flashed, and he glanced at everyone, and then said: "Are you playing with fire spells?" He pinched the spell in his hand, and a ball of blue flame condensed. The temperature in the flame was astonishingly high.
It was several times higher than the red flame. After the blue flame was formed, it floated on Han Bin's chest. The spell in Han Bin's hand continued to pinch, condensing five fireballs again.
Six blue fireballs were under the control of Han Bin, one of which went straight to the third elder, and the remaining fireballs flew to the remaining five monks.
Seeing the blue fireball, everyone's eyes widened again, with a look of disbelief in their eyes. The third elder practiced fire spells, and he knew the temperature contained in the blue flames. When he saw the flames flying quickly, he thought
Without even thinking about it, he shouted, "Water Curtain!" A huge water curtain was released, covering his body in it.
The rest of the Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses did the same, quickly casting water spells and wrapping their bodies in them.
Six blue flames fell on everyone one after another.
With a snapping sound, the water curtain dissipated, and the fireball only shrank in one circle, and flew towards the third elder again without losing its momentum. The third elder quickly retreated, and while retreating, he pinched the spell, and flames were formed.
He ran towards the blue flame and struck it. Helplessly, the red flame and the blue flame were not at the same level at all. As soon as they came into contact, the red flame collapsed and disappeared.
Looking at the blue flame again, although it was shrinking, it was flying faster and faster, and it caught up with the third elder in the blink of an eye.
The third elder frowned, his eyes full of worry, then he gritted his teeth, patted the storage bag on his waist, and took out a blue mirror. The mirror was only the size of a palm, with countless simple patterns carved around it. The third elder held it in his hand.
In his hand, he pointed at the blue flame, and the blue light flashed in the mirror, and a water column was released and fell into the blue flame.
I heard a puffing sound, and streams of mist emitted from the blue fireball. The water column was melting at an alarming speed, and the blue flame was also shrinking at an extremely fast speed. Seeing this, the third elder secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The cold air kept flashing on the mirror, and with each flash, a water column flew out. He had already calculated that if he continued at this speed and used seven more water columns, he would be able to disperse the blue flames.
The third elder's magic weapon is extremely powerful, and his cultivation level is the highest among the people. He can barely block the attack of the blue fireball, but the others are not so lucky. One of them cast several spells and took out several magic weapons but failed to block it.
The blue flames defeated him, just as he was still
When Yu was about to cast a more powerful spell, the blue fireball came and burned his body as soon as it touched his body. The stench of burning was blown away by the wind. In the blink of an eye,
, the monk's physical body collapsed, and he ended up with the Nascent Soul separated from his body.
Not only him, but also the other four people. No matter what method they use, they can't resist the attack of the blue fireball. However, the four people are luckier than the monk, at least they can resist it for a moment. The moment they resisted, Han Bin
He raised his hand and unleashed a soul-destroying finger, killing four people and leaving their souls scattered.
In the blink of an eye, four of the five Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses were killed and one was injured.
The Zhou family disciples on the side were all dumbfounded.
Finally, someone couldn't help but said: "He... is he really a golden elixir stage monk?"
A worried younger woman said: "It's so scary. He killed the Eighth Elder in one move. Who is he?"
Someone smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know who he is, but I can be sure that he is definitely not a Golden Core monk?"
"But the aura emanating from him is clearly from the Golden Core stage, right?"
"Have you ever seen a Golden Core monk so powerful? Can he kill a Nascent Soul warrior in an instant?"
"Then what kind of cultivation is he?"
"If my guess is correct, he should be a powerful man in the legendary Nascent Soul transformation stage."
"What?" someone asked in horror, "How is it possible that he is so strong?"
"..."
As soon as the monk whose Nascent Soul was separated from the body flew into the air, Han Bin's figure flashed and appeared beside him, holding his Nascent Soul tightly in his hand.
The other party was horrified and lost his voice: "How is it possible? How could you flash so fast..." He could see at a glance that Han Bin could appear next to him in an instant, and he was using the teleportation that only a strong person in the Nascent Soul transformation stage could do.
Technique. He really couldn't figure it out. The other party was obviously a monk at the Golden Core stage, how could he possibly cast a spell that could only be practiced by a strong person who had transformed into a Nascent Soul?
At this moment, he heard everyone's conversation and smiled bitterly in his heart, saying, "Is he really a powerful person in the Nascent Soul transformation stage?"
Han Bin grabbed the opponent, exerted a slight force on his wrist, and heard a snap sound before crushing his Nascent Soul. Then he turned around and looked in the direction of the third elder.
At this moment, the third elder had just defeated the blue flames. When he looked up, he was stunned. There were no five elders in the sky. Only Han Bin looked at him with a cold smile.
The third elder's body trembled, and his eyes were full of horror. He took a breath and said: "You...who are you?"
Han Bin did not answer the other party's words. He pinched the spell in his hand and released blue flames one after another. In the blink of an eye, ten blue flames condensed. Under the control of Han Bin, the ten blue flames went straight towards the third elder.
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The third elder's face was ashen, and he could barely resist a flame. With so many flames flying at the same time, even if he had a thousand lives, it would not be enough to kill him.
After thinking again and again, the third elder finally gave up his resistance and said: "Fellow Taoist, I want to know where Zhou Ye offended you and why did you want to kill him?"
Ten flames came in front of the third elder, less than three feet away from him. Han Bin's consciousness moved and the flames stopped, and then he asked: "Do you need a reason to kill?"
There is really no need for a reason to kill someone, especially for a strong person above the Nascent Soul stage.
Therefore, these words made the third elder unable to answer. He smiled bitterly and said: "What my fellow Taoist said is that I apologize for the previous incident and please let me go..."
As soon as these words came out, the rest of the Zhou family were stunned. The third elder, who had always been proud in their eyes, actually chose to surrender.
Under normal circumstances, even if you die in battle, you will not surrender.
The third elder chose to surrender, which was also a helpless move. The opponent was so powerful that he could not imagine it. Let alone how to display the sound waves and blue flames. Just say that the small green sword and the sword array were beyond his imagination.
Especially the small green sword, which has been refined for more than three rounds, and the sword array, which can create such a state, it is definitely not something that ordinary monks can teach, and it actually has a hint of heavenly power.
How did the Third Elder know that Han Bin learned this sword formation from Wang Yongkang. Wang Yongkang was a genuine third-level powerhouse, so it was normal for the sword formation to contain the power of Heaven. Han Bin only imitated its appearance, but did not have the other side.
Attack power.
Han Bin seemed to have not heard what the other party said and snorted coldly: "Let's do it!"
After hearing this, the third elder's face became extremely ugly, turning blue and purple, and then he said coldly: "Boy, don't force me to take action."
Han Bin sneered and said, "Didn't you just take action?" His consciousness moved, and ten flames suddenly flashed and went straight to the third elder.
The third elder gritted his teeth, punched his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood essence. Then he held the blood essence in his hand and kept pinching the magic weapon. As the magic weapon was pinched, his hand emitted a dazzling light. Then, three
The elder suddenly raised his right hand, pressed it hard against the void under his feet, and shouted in a low voice: "Tianluo Seal!"
A huge word "天" suddenly appeared under the feet, but the word was in ancient writing, exuding a primitive atmosphere. As soon as the word "天" appeared, with the three elders as the center, the space in all directions was slightly distorted. The moment of distortion was exactly the same.
The sky characters appeared around his body. Then, the sky characters flashed with light, and an extremely huge spell was formed, wrapping his body in it.
The spell looks similar to a spiritual shield. If the shield hadn't been written with the word "天" on each side, who would have thought that the Tianluo Seal would look like this?
Ten blue fireballs fell on it, and there was a continuous popping sound as the fireballs collapsed one after another.
The Tianluo Seal kept shaking. When the ten flames dissipated, the voice of the third elder came, "Boy, I, Zhao Kuangtian, will not just let it go. One day I will find you..." His voice
Still reverberating in the air, the Tianluo Seal flashed, and the space became distorted again. As the distortion became faster and faster, the space became blurry. Then, the Tianluo Seal and Zhao Kuangtian disappeared within the spell.
not see.
Han Bin frowned, and then looked to the west with a look of surprise in his eyes.
This Tianluo Seal is really strange. Not only can it perform defense, it can also teleport over long distances. I don't know how to practice this spell.
While Han Bin was thinking, a voice from one of the Zhou family disciples suddenly sounded, "Senior, please let us go."
The person who spoke was a woman who couldn't be described as innocent. She was wearing a pink dress and exuding a feeling of pity when she raised her hands. This woman's name was Zhao Zhu'er. She was extremely smart. She had already seen that Han Bin was a
If a ruthless character escapes by force, she will definitely be killed by the other party. If she begs for mercy, the other party may let her go.
As soon as Zhao Zhuer said these words, one of the men snorted coldly: "Little sister, why are you begging for mercy? Let's go..." After saying that, he glanced at everyone and ran straight away in the direction he came from. He had just flown halfway
Zhang Zhang, one of the sword shadows floating in front of Han Bin suddenly caught up and killed him on the spot. Then several more flew out, killing all the monks who left one after another.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhuer was the only one left. She was even more sure of what she had just thought, and hurriedly said: "As long as senior doesn't kill me, I am willing to be a slave and a maid..."