Han Tianyun knew that the secret of his spiritual consciousness should have been exposed.

Therefore, he was relieved to play "Requiem" at this time.

Since you can't hide it anymore, why not practice it in this big battle?

At this time, what he played was the fifth part of the "Requiem for the Town", "Soul Locking Chapter".

This "Soul Locking Chapter" is somewhat similar to the "Soul Lingering Chapter", but in fact there is an essential difference.

Although they all have the effect of causing the opponent to have a certain degree of lag and disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

But the "Lingering Spirit" is aimed at the other person's spiritual sense, and the effect is as if you meet an awkward chatter, and every time you are about to say a complete sentence, but you are just at the beginning, you are unfortunately interrupted by him.

Then your mood will be irritable, your spirit will be greatly stimulated, and you will even have a deep resentment towards the other person.

And the effect of the "Soul Locking Chapter" is even more powerful than the "Soul Locking Chapter".

It's like when you're in front of a master of psychology, no matter what you say or do, you've already been perceived and controlled by the other party, so you can only shrink back and eventually imprison yourself in a cage of nothingness.

To put it simply, the "Soul Locking Chapter" will affect your spiritual awareness and judgment, while the "Soul Locking Chapter" is directly aimed at your heart and soul.

It can cause a person's mind to collapse completely, so that it is completely unable to resist.

Of course, with the current level of cold clouds, it is not possible to fully exert the true power of the "Soul Locking Chapter".

But even so, the black-winged green bat king still fell into his way, and he completely lost himself in his repeated noises, and finally fell down like a zombie.

No one expected this result.

A powerful spirit beast in the Yu Dan Realm completely lost its resistance in an inexplicable Xiao sound.

......

With the support of the Thunder Spirit Temple, the beast tide from the Fire Fortress temporarily retreated.

Many of the teachers and teachers in the city began to clean up the battlefield and recuperate and heal.

However, the eleven-person support team sent by the Lei Ling Temple was all around Han Tianyun, staring at him with a strange expression, and no one spoke first.

At their feet was the black-winged blue bat king that was encased in a net.

"Ahem, there are a lot of acquaintances!" Han Tianyun was furious at the bottom of his heart by these people, so he had to say haha.

"Hmm, little brother, do you know the people in our temple?" the fat head was worried about how to speak, and when he heard Han Tianyun's words, he suddenly asked with a smile on his face.

"Heh, ask the teacher, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Han Tianyun nodded at the fat head, turned his head and greeted Wen Tianliu who was shrunk behind him with a smile.

"Uh, long time no see, long time no see......" Wen Tianliu's brows furrowed slightly, and he reluctantly snorted haha, as if he was reluctant to recognize Han Tianyun.

This made Han Tianyun feel a little strange.

"Ah! It's actually asking the junior brother's friend, disrespectful and disrespectful!" The fat head became more and more affectionate, and even took two steps forward, closer to the cold clouds.

"But I don't know who else the little brother knows?" asked the fat head with a courteous face.

"Well, there'......"

Han Tianyun turned his gaze to the woman on the left, originally wanting to recognize her, but seeing that she was ignoring him with a frosty face, he moved his gaze to the last boy when he was strange in his heart.

"Little brother Ma Hao, long time no see!" he suddenly grinned and greeted the young man's big thorn.

"You ......" Ma Hao was suddenly angry, and pressed his right hand on the hilt of the newly matched sword at his waist, looking like you dare to shout that I cut you again.

"Yo! I am also an old acquaintance with my unfilial grandson, forgive the poor monk's clumsy eyes, why haven't I seen the little brother before?"

The fat head had kind eyebrows on his face, but a trace of coldness couldn't help flashing under his eyes.

"Master, this kid is not a student of Lei Ling Academy at all, but a spy of an enemy country, you ......"

When Ma Hao heard Fat Toutuo's words, he shouted impatiently.

"Shut up, you idiot. Fat Toutuo rolled his eyes, interrupted him directly, turned his head and continued to look at Han Tianyun with a smile.

Looks like I'm listening to your explanation.

Han Tianyun looked at Fat Toutuo's eyes calmly, without the slightest intention to explain.

"Master, I've already checked, this kid doesn't have a college student at all, and he was in the Magnolia Restaurant on the night of the purge more than two months ago. ”

Ma Hao seemed to have grasped the handle of the whole cold Tianyun, and he couldn't wait to shake out these fierce materials in this public, and shouted to explain them like fried beans for a while.

"Fuck off, you idiot. The fat head finally got impatient, and slapped Ma Hao directly into the air, smashing down towards the inner city.

"Boss ......" nested aside and peeked at the shield mountain that had been around for a long time, suddenly shouted, and jumped off the city wall to save Ma Hao.

"It's true that I'm not a college student, but I'm not a spy either. Han Tianyun sighed and said slowly.

"I know. The fat head smiled, as if he had already guessed the answer.

"I'm the adopted son of the old monk in the back mountain gatehouse, I don't know if I'm a person from the temple?"

"Whew....... Hahaha! I'll just say it! Haha, it turned out to be the same disciple. ”

Fat Toutuo was slightly stunned when he heard his words, and then suddenly exhaled, as if the big stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground, laughed and patted Han Tianyun's shoulder, showing great affection.

"Huh, teacher...... Brother?"

Han Tianyun was shocked, not only did he recognize the sect at once, but his seniority was still so high, was it really suitable?

"Haha, it must be! Senior brother! I tell you, Uncle Baimei is the senior brother of the abbot, I call you a junior brother, but in fact, I still bury you, but I see that you are young, and it is not good...... Call me senior brother again, forgive your sins and forgive your sins!"

The sincerity of the fat head's face kept confessing to Han Tianyun, which not only made Han Tianyun a little confused, but also made the people around look at Han Tianyun in surprise, and his heart felt like he had been kicked over the five-flavor bottle, and he had any taste.

"Come on, come on, why are you still stunned? Come and meet Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi!" the fat head turned his head and shouted to several young people beside him with great dissatisfaction.

"What?"

"Uncle Shi?"

"Is there any mistake?"

This time, the eleven people from Leiling Temple, except for Wen Tianliu and the woman, were actually the disciples and grandchildren of this fat head.

It's just that these young people who show off their martial arts and raise their eyebrows on weekdays suddenly want to call a thin and thin teenager who has not yet fully developed their body to call Uncle Shi, Uncle Shizu, which is really too difficult for people to accept.

At this time, they couldn't help but mumble in a low voice.

"What are you doing in a daze? Do you all want to die?" The fat head Tuo was directly angry, and kicked at a disciple next to him, directly kicking him off the city wall, and let out a shocking exclamation.

"Uncle Shi......"

"Uncle Shi!"

This time, the remaining six people were clever, and they said to Han Tianyun with a smile on their faces, and Uncle Shi got up.

It's just that the cold sky and clouds can clearly see that the moment they turned their heads, they all had an expression of eating.

As for Wen Tianliu and the woman who were standing on the side, they also looked at Han Tianyun and Fat Toutuo with a strange expression, and they didn't know what they were thinking for a while.

"Ahh ”

Suddenly, a very discordant voice floated from the stairs of the inner city.