1179: C1179

C1179

"Zither …"

The sound of the guzheng suddenly changed and became anxious. The destructive aura floating above Zhang Xiaolou's head flew at a shocking speed towards Han Yan's original body and clone. This aura arrived in front of Han Yan in the blink of an eye. If it truly landed on Han Yan's body, no one would doubt that he would die on the spot.

Killing intent surged within Zhang Xiaolou's eyes. He looked at Han Yan as if he was looking at a dead man, and said gloomily: "Han Yan, I'll let you understand the consequences of offending me. "Although Master said that I can't reveal my strength in front of outsiders, you forced me to do it this time. You will have to pay the appropriate price …"

In the blink of an eye, the destructive aura had arrived in front of Han Yan. The moment it landed on Han Yan's body, an unimaginable scene occurred.

This destructive aura was one of the 18 types of God Power: Evil Attribute. Evil Attribute was called an evil art in the Boundless Universe. It could be said to be a spell that harmed people. To practice this kind of technique, one would need to kill countless cultivators and extract their soul and blood essence, even Yin and Yang energy. However, once successful, the sacred art would be unimaginably powerful, able to instantly kill cultivators of the same level.

Of course, he would also have to pay a huge price to learn this kind of spell. After all, there were no good things in the world.

Once one succeeded in training in the Evil God Art, one's body would have to endure a certain amount of torment. This was precisely the case. Ordinary cultivators wouldn't choose to train in evil divine abilities, and even if they did, they wouldn't train in powerful divine abilities. The more powerful the divine ability, the more pain one would have to endure. It was just that no one else knew about this.

Why did a cultivator cultivate? Isn't it because they possess powerful cultivation? As a result, many cultivators took the risk to cultivate this technique.

Zhang Xiaolou was like this, the attribute in her body was a rare evil attribute, she wanted to raise her cultivation, but was unable to obtain a powerful ability. Then, by chance, Zhang Xiaolou met her master. That person not only imparted her a powerful divine ability, but he also gave her a treasure, which was the zither she chose to use. Furthermore, it was the Second Divine Artifact — the zither of the Nine Serenities.

Zhang Xiaolou strummed his zither, coldly looked at Han Yan, and said with a sneer: "I'll see how you block me this time."

Right at this moment, Han Yan's dazed eyes flashed with a bright light. In a flash, his eyes instantly recovered their clarity. Following that, Han Yan bellowed as a bizarre energy was released from his body. Under his control, this energy flew forward at an alarming speed, and then collided with the destructive aura.

The two energies were actually evenly matched, with no one being able to defeat the other in an instant.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Xiaolou opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "Impossible, how can you display such a strong power?"

Han Yan coldly snorted, disdain flashing past his eyes as he said coldly: "Impossible? "In this world, there are only unimaginable things and nothing is impossible …"

Zhang Xiaolou was furious, she felt as if she had been played by Han Yan. With a low voice, she shouted sinisterly: "Good, very good, you have to pay the price for what happened today …"

"Are you done?" Han Yan glanced at Zhang Xiaolou and said in a neither cold nor hot manner.

Hearing this tone, Zhang Xiaolou became even angrier, and said angrily: "Look at how confident you are, it's as if you don't put me in your eyes. Don't forget, the spell I just used was just the beginning. "This treasure of mine is the Second Divine Artifact's zither of the Nine Serenities. It is your honor to die under this treasure …"

Han Yan sighed, shrugged his shoulders and said: "If that's the case, then you've already said it, so why do you need to say it again?"

Actually, with Han Yan's personality, there was absolutely no need to speak so much nonsense with Zhang Xiaolou. Han Yan had just regained his clarity, and the god power he had expended in his body had not fully recovered. He had to stall for time and continue wasting words with Zhang Xiaolou. As long as he perfectly combined the four types of power within his body, killing Zhang Xiaolou wouldn't be too difficult.

Although the Evil Attribute was powerful, the Spatial Attribute that Han Yan cultivated was not weak. If Han Yan had only cultivated the Spatial Attribute, even if he could not defeat Zhang Xiaolou, he could still escape. Now that he had four types of power, after combining them, he could increase his attack power by several folds. No matter how powerful the Evil Attribute was, he was still not a match for the four types of power.

With a thought, Han Yan returned the spatial clone to his body, and the Qi around his body became much stronger.

Zhang Xiaolou scoffed, and scoffed, "I didn't expect you to be so smart to actually know how to fuse two types of attributes. It's a pity that your cultivation is too low, only at the fourth level of the Divine Card. No matter how pure the divine power in your body is, you are not my match. "Of course, if you train two more clones, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill you …"

As he spoke till here, Zhang Xiaolou suddenly recalled the scene of being heavily injured by Han Yan in the Meiyin space, and couldn't help but ridicule: "It's such a pity, you're just a normal cultivator. Even if you have an extraordinary talent and managed to cultivate a clone, it's already not easy, I don't believe that you'll be able to cultivate other clones, haha …"

Alright, you've said enough nonsense. It's time for you to pay the price." Zhang Xiaolu's eyes flashed, her hands fiddling with the strings again. This time, her playing speed was much faster than last time. As she fiddled with the strings faster, she shouted in a low voice, "Under the north window of the guzheng, the clear sound of the night." "Zhang Gao was easily broken, and his heart was broken.

"Zither, zither, zither …"

This time, just as the sound of the guzheng rang, three black streams of light flew out from the zither strings, and flew towards Han Yan with shocking speed. Then, the black light turned into three palm-sized skeletons. These skeletons were crystal clear, and emitted an unimaginable attack power. Compared to the destructive aura from before, they were not weak at all.

Han Yan's mind moved, he raised his right hand and the Sky-Destructing Finger was unleashed, flying straight at his opponent.

Three Sky-Destructing Finger s met three skeletons, and then with a rumbling sound, they all collapsed.

Zhang Xiaolou opened his eyes wide, and looked at Han Yan as if he was looking at a monster. He lost his voice: "How is this possible, how could you block this sacred art of mine …" Suddenly, she thought of something and said in disbelief, "I know, the sacred art you're cultivating is of the Death Attribute. Although I don't know what kind of magic treasure you used to convert your own God Power to the Death Attribute, but are you still not my match? "

"Is that so?" Han Yan disagreed, "I also want to know, what other powerful abilities can you still use."

Zhang Xiaolou said in a cold voice. She felt that speaking with Han Yan was simply asking to be humiliated. Thinking about this, Zhang Xiaolou did not plan on letting Han Yan go, and coldly laughed: "You'll know later whether or not I can use a powerful ability. However, I have to remind you that transforming your magic treasure into divine power of death will consume many times more divine power.2

What Zhang Xiaolou said was right, if Han Yan was not a cultivator with all attributes, he would have to cultivate a clone of the Death Attribute if he wanted to use the Sky-Destructing Finger. If he didn't cultivate, he would be able to use powerful magic treasures to do the same, but the same technique consumed a lot more divine power, and the speed at which he used his divine abilities would slow as well.

However, Han Yan was different, he was a cultivator with all attributes, even if he did not cultivate the Death Clone, he could still perform it. In the boundless universe, Han Yan had always used the Sky-Destructing Finger, and cultivated it to the point of perfection. Even in the God Realm, it could be used in an instant, but without a clone of death, it would be slightly weaker.

All of these weren't important, but the key point was that the spiritual energy in Han Yan's body was pure, and with the power of the four great attributes, killing Zhang Xiaolou wasn't difficult at all.

Of course, Zhang Xiaolou did not know about all these, and she could not imagine that the cultivator in front of her was so perverted that she could not believe him. In Zhang Xiaolou's mind, there was only one thought at that moment, which was to heavily injure Han Yan, and then seal his cultivation. In the end, he would forcefully mix with him using dual cultivation, and then absorb all the Yang Energy in his body.

These steps flashed past in his mind, when Zhang Xiaolou thought about the divine ability he was going to use, he became extremely excited.

Zhang Xiaolou continued to play the zither in his hands, and his speed was multiple times faster than before, clearly wanting to kill Han Yan in one go.

"Playing the Divine Comedy on the top floor of the Multicolored Tower, trying to break the strings of mourning. "When Jiang Fei heard Fog Rain's Worry, the white waves stirred the floating jade in the air."

Summon our Twin Phoenixes and call it the Three Gorges Solitary Ape. "In the spring, I joined up with Jun, and the tree pecked at the frost tree.

"…"

After chanting the two incantations, Zhang Xiaolu's face was pale and her breathing was hurried. However, her eyes were abnormally bright, as if she could fulfill her wish later. "Gritting her teeth, Zhang Xiao Lu punched her in the chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then she continued reciting," "Nine heavens beyond the soul, guzheng sounds throughout the night. The evil spirit is nowhere to be found. One body and one mind …

With that said, Zhang Xiaolou's eyes turned red, the hair on his head danced in the air, and his expression became extremely sinister.

Zhang Xiaolou suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at Han Yan, at the same time saying: "Evil Dragon Soul, go!"

BOOM!

A loud noise broke the tranquil atmosphere. The black light on the zither exploded and the sound of a Dragon's Roar suddenly rang out. The sound shook the surroundings and everyone within a thousand miles could clearly hear it. A huge black dragon shot up into the sky, circled around Zhang Xiaolou's head, and flew towards Han Yan while baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

The evil Dragon Soul contained a huge aura, and the two energies that were resisting each other also collapsed at this moment.

Han Yan's face darkened, he subconsciously took a step back, and vigilantly watched the flying Dragon Soul.

Seeing Han Yan's nervous expression, Zhang Xiaolou felt a sense of disgust, and laughed out loud: "Han Yan, I want to see how you withstand this ability. If you don't want to suffer physical pain, I advise you to surrender obediently! I'm not afraid to tell you that ever since I started practicing this art, I've never used it in front of an outsider. For you to lose to this art can be considered a blessing from your previous life, haha … "

With such a huge commotion happening five kilometers away, Zhang Daguang and the rest of the group would naturally be able to hear it.

Zhang Daguang was extremely gloomy. Just as he caught Li Yunxiao and brought him here, before even remembering to give the order, he heard the Dragon's Roar's voice.

This Dragon's Roar's voice was too terrifying, when Zhang Daguang heard it, he felt his heart tremble, and had the thought of fleeing immediately.

The other two were in the same state, and they subconsciously retreated a few steps with fear written all over their faces.

Dong Xiaowu inhaled a breath of cold air, and asked while trembling: "Brother Zhang, what sacred art did you say Sister Zhang used, why did she cause such a commotion?"

Zhang Daguang was also extremely afraid, but he did not want to lose face, so he purposely revealed a fearless expression. He glared at Dong Xiaowu, and said snappily: "You're asking me, but who am I supposed to go? Sister Zhang is so strong, you saw it earlier. Stop talking nonsense and let's quickly enjoy! "

Dong Xiaowu hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist saying: "Brother Zhang, I think we should still wait!"

"Wait?" Zhang Daguang said gloomily, "What are you waiting for, what are you waiting for?"

Dong Xiaowu understood in his heart that if he did not say what he wanted to say, Zhang Daguang would not listen to his words. Gritting his teeth, he said with a trembling voice, "Dazzling, I don't want to die here …"

pqdm.com