Chapter 162 Under the Name of Evil King
Chapter 162 The Prest Power of the Evil King (Part 2)
"Hmm, it's too late to think of running away now!!"
Qin sneered at the back of the middle-aged monk. The prepared lightning power grid unfolded in an instant. The middle-aged monk who had just flown out a few miles suddenly burst out a large area of purple electric light, and a large number of lightning composed of real yuan tightly wrapped it in it. As Qin Bin's formula continued to be used, the scope of the power grid quickly narrowed!
"Ah!!! What is this?"
In the face of Qin Bin's must-kill move at the same level, the middle-aged monk flew his sword frequently and tried to blow up the power grid, but it was all futile. With the continuous shrinking of the power grid and feeling the stronger and stronger power, the middle-aged monk turned his heart and hurriedly used the teleportation technique that could only be used in the infancy.
Puff!
A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the middle-aged monk suddenly found that he not only failed to teleport, but was also injured by the spell counterattack. His face was pale, so he had to inject his whole body into the shield, trying to support him for a while and let other monks around him come to rescue him!
"Hey, your doomsday is coming!"
The area of purple awn shrank again, and the color was quickly thickening several times. The thunderfield power grid in the later stage of Yuanying consumed nearly 40% of Zhenyuan in Qin Bin's body, in exchange for an unparalleled strong lethality!
hiss!!!
The purple light was wrapped on the shield, and the middle-aged monk's mouth overflowed with blood again. Countless Zhenyuan was wildly injected into the shield to resist the invasion of the purple light. However, the supplement was far less than consumed. After a few breaths, the middle-aged monk was desperate, with a crisp sound, and the shield was broken. The extremely strong purple light poured in, and a black armor emerged from him. After only a moment of resistance, it turned into fragments.
"No!!!"
The middle-aged monk spewed a large amount of blood, and the purple light broke through layers of obstacles. Under Qin Bin's intention, he devoured all the monk's flesh and blood. A ring and a flying sword fell from the air. At the center of the purple light, the middle-aged monk's Yuanying was looking at the items and quickly approaching Qin Bin.
"Doomsday... Evil King, please don't kill me!"
The fist-sized pocket version of the middle-aged monk's whole body trembled, his eyes were full of pleading, his mouth was slightly opened, and he kept spreading the idea of seeking life to Qin Bin. Monks have far more power than ordinary people, but the longer they live, the more they will be afraid of death.
"For my servant, I won't die!"
With a wave of his right hand, a drop of bright blood flew out of Qin Bin's forehead and quietly floated in front of Yuan Ying trapped in the purple light. The middle-aged monk struggled sharply in his heart. When he met Qin Bin's cold and impatient look, his only luck quickly disappeared, nodded slightly, and let the blood beads enter and imprinted deeply in his soul.
"Blood Dement! You...you are the suzerain of the free religion!"
The mind was shocked. At the moment when the blood deed took effect, the middle-aged monk suddenly remembered the battle that took place over the Dawn City that day, the middle-aged man in black who only had the middle cultivation of Yuanying at that time!
"Well, Zhang Hao, you don't know until now. It's not too late!" The mind moved slightly, and a blood deed power suddenly broke out in Zhang Hao's soul, and a tragic howling that only Qin Bin could hear began. It was not until Zhang Hao bowed his head and begging for mercy one after another.
Summoned the mutant golden eagle from the universe ring. Qin Bin dispersed the purple light and pinched the Yuanying in his hand: "You are the slave of me, and you must have the consciousness of being a slave! Otherwise, Ziyang Zhenren will end up with you!"
"Lord...Master, Zhang Hao is wrong!"
The soul trembled, and Zhang Hao hurriedly showed a kind of cleverness and obedience that did not match his age. Because of his soul, Yuanying actually showed a slightly funny flirtatious and flattering posture. Zhang Hao has known his name for the blood deed. This skill can be called the top work of slavery spells. Its power is several times stronger than all soul confinement spells in the world. Once you get this skill, you can't solve it if you are not strong above Xianjun!
"Convince your mind and don't resist!"
With a soft hum, Qin Bin's consciousness penetrated into his Yuanying soul, like a big net, quickly searching in Zhang Hao's memory. A quarter of an hour later, Qin Bin's half-closed eyes opened again, and he found a lot of useful things for him from Zhang Hao's soul.
Qin Bin was about to ask Zhang Hao a few words, but at this time, a large number of figures suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance, and the old man in the early days of Yiyuanying was quickly coming with more than 30 golden elixir monks!
"Huh, I was about to find you, but you automatically delivered it to your door!"
Throw Zhang Hao's Yuanying to the universe. Qin Bin smiled coldly, picked up Zhang Hao's "Changhong" best spiritual weapon flying sword, and rudely erased the soul imprint on it. He immediately sat down cross-legged, branded his mark, and incorporated the flying sword into his body and began to refine it.
Dozens of figures stepped on the flying sword and surrounded Qin Bin in the middle. There is no doubt that everyone, including the master of Yuanying surnamed He, could not see through Qin Bin's cultivation. Not being able to see through cultivation does not mean that these people will be afraid. Relying on the numerical advantage, a Yuanying and more than 30 Jindan still launched the attack first.
Hang! Hak!
!!
Dozens of magic weapons came out one after another. Before approaching Qin Bin, the mutant golden eagle made a sharp sound, and its wings suddenly rushed up dozens of meters. The strong claws grabbed one of one of the flying swords in an instant, and the one-meter-long giant beak went straight down with a crisp sound, cutting gold and breaking jade was like a spiritual weapon of a children's play. The flying sword was broken into two pieces!
"Ah! My best spiritual weapon!"
"You monster, I'm going to kill you!!!"
One of the many Jindan monks bled from the corners of his mouth and couldn't help roaring sadly. Zhenyuan condensed several lightnings and hit the golden eagle one after another.
Do not dodge, the golden eagle let the spell fall on the body, the lightning flashes, the golden eagle has no injury at all, and the destruction of the flying sword is only the first step in the golden eagle's counterattack. If the feathers of the whole body are comparable to the magic weapon, it still cannot be penetrated. The sound of metal impact was continuous, and the reaction speed of the mutant golden eagle was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, several people's magic weapons were destroyed and spit blood and scolded on the spot.
Qiang, chirp!!!
Several feathers fell, and the old man surnamed He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that his attack worked, and then shouted: "Friends, the doomsday evil king is very likely to be injured. Don't stop. Once you kill him, everyone will share all the things on his body equally! Tianyunzong's huge reward is also for everyone!"
Hearing the old man's words, the withdrawal of several people who had been destroyed immediately disappeared, gritted their teeth and sacrificed their proud magic weapons and attack methods, and launched a tide-like attack on Qin Bin sitting on the back of the golden eagle crazily.
"Let's go together, I don't believe I can't kill his mount!"
"Yes, this boy must have been injured, otherwise we would not be allowed to attack this strange bird!"
!!
Many magic weapons hit the body. Although the golden eagle's feather protection ability is superb, its body still suffers from pain and mourns. The attack frequency of the practitioner was very high, and in a blink of an eye, another wave of attacks fell. At this time, Qin Bin finally refined the Changhong Sword and suddenly opened his eyes.
Crill!!!
"Death!"
A wide blue light suddenly burst out of Qin Bin's hand, which was far from comparable to others. How powerful the power of breaking demons displayed by the masters in the later period of Yuanying is, and their cultivation level is disproportionate. They are not the opponents of this move.
"Ah! Ah!"
Bluemang swept more than 20 flying sword magic weapons in a row, and all the magic weapons below the middle-grade spiritual weapons turned into fragments, screaming endlessly, and many people were injured and vomited blood! His legs stepped on the back of the eagle, and Qin Bin rushed to the only Yuanying master of the enemy like a cannonball. The divine consciousness locked the old man, Qin Bin pointed with his right hand, and a purple thunderbolt suddenly hit the other party's shield.
"Hmm!" The old man surnamed He made a muffled sound, and the shield almost defeated this type of lightning and stabilized his mind. He hurriedly injected more true yuan into the shield and played several tricks. In an instant, a disk-sized fireball appeared in front of his chest, and his hands suddenly pushed forward.
There was a rumble, and the fireball collided with Qin Bin's second broken soul in the sky thousands of meters! The flames dissipated, and the size of the blue light decreased slightly, but the offensive did not decrease at all, and it still followed the old man surnamed He.
swallowed a few elixirs, and the old man's face suddenly changed. He hurriedly pinched the formula and summoned his beloved middle-quality spiritual weapon flying sword in front of him. At the same time, a large number of real elements in his body were injected into the shield. The gap in strength can't escape except that the old man has a special flying magic weapon!
K! Oh!
A burst of blood rolled in the body of the old man surnamed He, and recognized that the main magic weapon was destroyed. Under the injury, a mouthful of blood spewed out. After smashing the flying sword, the blue light's power decreased slightly and hit the shield of several times.
Bow!
The shield lasted for only one second, and then it was broken and disappeared. Together with the news, there was also the blue light of the broken soul.
"You...you are in the late Yuanying period!"
Seeing Qin Bin catch up with him at a very fast speed, the old man's heart was shocked and he couldn't help exclaiming. At this time, he couldn't wait to go somewhere to buy a "regret medicine" to take. If the old man had known Qin Bin's real strength, he would not have dared to come to kill him.
"I guessed right, but it's a pity that there is no reward!"
A trace of evil smile appeared at the corners of Qin Bin's mouth, pinched out the magic formula of his hands, and a flash of lightning appeared on the old man's four bodies, sealing all his retreats!
"Death!"
km away, Qin Bin arrived in a flash. With the exit of the word "dead", the purple light quickly shrank in. In the unwilling roar of the old man surnamed He, it turned into a wisp of purple stream into his body and directly destroyed his Yuanying.
He took off his Xumi ring like lightning. Qin Bin waved his right hand, and Zhang Hao's Yuanying appeared. Without his reminder, Zhang Hao, who understood, got in at the fastest speed and occupied the body of the old man surnamed He who had just lost Yuanying.
"Thank you very much, master!"
The new Zhang Hao bowed gratefully to Qin Bin, and then let Qin Bin kick out, take out a middle-grade flying sword from the universe ring and throw it to him, "I didn't give this thing to you for nothing. Those golden elixir characters will be handed over to you!"
"Master, don't worry, Zhang Hao will never let one of them escape!" Zhang Hao, who was kicked, still had a flaunt on his face. Seeing that Qin Bin was going to kick out again, he hurriedly grabbed the flying sword, branded his soul mark and rushed to the Jindan monks who were abused by the golden eagle.