This time the luck is very good, the first two are sixes, and one of the two stickmen in the back throws a six, so it is a superposition of three sixes.

Two hundred and sixteen times!

The black mist dissipated, and a three-edged sword appeared on the ground.

The three-edged sword is two meters long, the handle alone weighs forty centimeters, and the remaining blade is one hundred and fifty centimeters, and the sword in it is ten centimeters.

It's a two-handed sword.

The three edges are white, black, and cyan.

"Oh, you look like you're in good luck!" the old man reappeared, his eyes flashing with surprise.

In his memory, the explosion rate of this sword was 1 in 500, and the probability was small, and it was good luck to be able to burst out.

He didn't know that Wang Yin had increased the probability to two hundred and sixteen times, more than forty percent, and the possibility of explosion would naturally increase greatly.

"I've already been rewarded, can I continue?" Wang Yin suddenly regretted a little, if he could only get a reward once, it would be wasted.

"Of course!" the old man nodded.

Wang Yin was about to say what difficulty to choose, but suddenly thought about it, turned around and asked the old man again.

"What if I use Nightmare difficulty again?

The old man said, "Yes, but the same reward will not appear!"

"That's very good!" said Wang Yin, with a hint of a smile on his lips. The old man was a little inexplicable, but he felt an inexplicable palpitation, as if something was wrong.

"Keep trying! This time I'll choose Hell difficulty!"

Hell is twice as difficult as Nightmare, which is equivalent to eight level 5 Skywalkers.

Eight fifth-level Skywalkers, if they were placed in normal times, they would also be a very powerful force, but at this time, Wang Yin was not in a hurry.

At the beginning of the trial, Wang Yin used the Feiyan Flashing Spirit Trick to distance himself from the eight stickmen.

Then bite your finger and open the eye of the sky.

But seeing the gleam in his eyes, the eight stickmen were already delicate in his eyes.

"Sure enough, as expected, the eight stickmen do not have a physical body, but just a group of souls!"

For the soul, Wang Yin, the descendant of Maoshan, has a big advantage.

Casting the Divine Fire Finger and Feiyan Flashing Magic Trick, Wang Yin flashed to the top of a stickman's head, and when the stickman looked up, he was pointed at the center of his eyebrows by Wang Yin.

Just now, I observed the stickman with the eye of heaven and found that the soul power of the stickman also has a core, which is the center of their eyebrows, which is equivalent to the hub.

The Divine Fire pointed out, and a huge masculine power poured into it, and the yin soul inside suddenly broke away, bursting into black gas and dissipating into the air.

The other seven stickmen were not afraid of death and frantically besieged them.

Wang Yin used the Flying Swallow Flashing Trick to flicker around them, constantly hitting the center of their eyebrows.

In just a moment's effort, eight fifth-level Skywalker-level stickmen were actually killed by him.

This time there were no more than three sixes.

But Wang Yin doesn't care at all, anyway, he can try it repeatedly, and then he will come.

The old man couldn't help but be a little surprised to see Wang Yin kill the eight stickmen so quickly.

However, he still agreed that Wang Yin would continue to practice, after all, this is the rule.

Probability is a fair thing, as long as there are enough times, there is no shortage of chances of rolling a six in the end.

Eventually, Trist's lead-filled dice came out with four sixes in a row.

Exactly one thousand two hundred and ninety-six times.

Another sword exploded!

It was still a three-edged sword, exactly the same as the one just now, but Wang Yin knew that their attributes were definitely different.

There is also a necklace, the chain of this chain is not different from other necklaces, except that the pendant is a triangle.

The chain passes through the center of the triangle, and the three corners rotate freely without stopping for a moment.

Wang Yin purified the necklace and the three-edged sword and equipped them.

Entering Purgatory difficulty.

The Purgatory difficulty has been doubled again.

When Wang Yin pointed at one of the stickmen, the stickman did not burst, but only took a few steps back, and the black qi on his body faded a little.

"It's strange, even if his strength is stronger than the previous one, but he is hit at the core of the eyebrows, there is no reason not to explode!"

Wang Yin opened his heavenly eyes again, only to see that the core of the stickman was not in the center of his eyebrows, but turned to the heart.

Looking at other stickmen, it is the same, some are in the heart, some are in the chest, and some are in the throat.

"I didn't expect you to have the wisdom to take the initiative to upgrade and circumvent it. ”

"But even if you evade it, it's useless!, Master's means are much more than you think!" Wang Yin sneered.

He quickly drew a talisman, stuck the talisman paper into his sword, and lit it with his Divine Fire Finger.

This is exactly the most common method of Maoshan Taoist priests in folklore.

It is indeed a Taoist technique used by Maoshan Taoists.

It is to charge the power on the rune paper to the top of the sword, so that the sword has the power to kill demons.

Of course, this method is best with a peachwood sword, but there is no peachwood sword now, but Wang Yin speculates that this sword should be able to increase Dao skills, so theoretically it can have a similar effect as a peachwood sword.

Sure enough, the rune paper burned out, and the white side of the three-edged sword became extremely transparent, like a fluorescent tube lit under the glass.

"Are you ready?" As soon as Wang Yin's voice fell, his figure whistled like a violent wind, and he came to one of the stickmen in an instant.

The Shadow Moon Peerless Sword shot, and the stickman didn't even have time to react, and was directly pierced.

However, Wang Yin did not intend to kill it with one blow, and turned around and rushed into the crowd of matches.

The Shadow Moon Peerless Sword struck again, and in an instant, hundreds of sword qi swayed out.

The stickmen were hit one after another, spewing out a large black mist.

Suddenly, the stickmen disappeared en masse.

"Hehe, you actually play stealth with me!" Wang Yin sneered.

Under the eye of the sky, the stealth technique is useless at all, and the eye of the sky is simply the natural enemy of the stealth technique.

Taking advantage of their unpreparedness, Wang Yin once again unleashed his sword and hit the core of several stickmen, dimming their black mist once again.

A strange sound sounded on the ground, and numerous black skeletons rose from the ground.

Those stickmen actually summoned matchman skeletons!

"By the way, forget that you should also be from the third line!"

Wang Yin didn't panic, but wanted to laugh, the more enemies, the better, the more!

"Just scare you again, you can take out all the skills at the bottom of the box!

When Wang Yin thought so, those stickmen seemed to hear Wang Yin's heart, and they very cooperatively summoned a large number of hob hands and stone people.

The Hob Hand and the Stone Man are naturally not Daoist skills, but are controlled by the mage's seductive/bewitching light.

And it looks like the light level of temptation/bewilderment of these stickmen is not low, at least one stickman controls the five heads.

Now there were twenty stickmen, twenty skeletons, and a hundred cutters and stonemen controlled by the seductive/bewitching light, a full one hundred and forty.

"Hahaha, you guys are so powerful," Wang Yin was about to die of laughter, "It's really a god assist!"

The three-edged sword shadow moon slashed down.

Immediately took away a large / piece of demonic energy.

Under the eyes of the sky, the demonic qi dimmed a little.

Until the demonic qi dimmed to the point of almost crumbling, Wang Yin's Shadow Moon Peerless Sword turned into an iron slashing sword.

One slash at a time.

One sword, one life.

"Ding, the enemy is successfully killed, and the smile of Lady Luck comes!"

"Ding, the enemy is successfully killed, and the smile of Lady Luck comes!"

......

In the void, the sound of Trist's lead-filled dice rolling was constantly heard, and it was incomparably beautiful!

Suddenly, the numbers in the void seemed to freeze, and six sixes appeared in it, six times six times six times six times six.

Exactly forty-six thousand six hundred and fifty-six times!

There was a bang.

A big bang.