Chapter 44: Slaves

The Zhao family is closed, it cannot be attacked, and it can be defended if it retreats, which is also a problem that Fengshen Sect is currently facing. In the end, a stalemate between the two sides was created.

For this situation, Han Bing was also quite helpless, he was extremely anxious in his heart, this balanced situation was only temporary, he knew very well that once a third party intervened, especially Mu Qingying of the Xiuzhen Alliance found him, this situation would be broken in an instant. With one enemy and two enemies, the Fengshen Sect has no chance of surviving at all.

On this day, Han Bing was depressed, and during the flight, he came to the prison cave, and every time he came here, his heart was very heavy. In order to take the initiative to break this unfavorable situation as soon as possible, he needs a helper, to be precise, he needs a strong helper called Qingling. It's just that if he wants Qingling to be willing to stand in the same camp as him, he thinks it's a fool's dream when he thinks about it.

"Huh?" Han Bing's divine sense swept over the cave, startled, "No one is there?" This discovery made his hairs stand on end, and he rushed to the cave at a very fast speed, looking at the empty cell, his face turned even paler.

Han Bing's first reaction was to hurriedly search all over the mountains, and halfway through the search, he ran into Liu Yue who was patrolling.

"Master, what are you looking for?" asked Liu Yue suspiciously.

"Liu Yue, what about the people in the cell?" asked Han Bing eagerly.

"She?" Liu Yue's face was embarrassed, "Did Shizun mean the woman in the cell?"

"Nonsense, of course it's her. Han Bing said angrily.

"Master," Liu Yue's body trembled, she had never seen Han Bing be so angry with herself, "I'll ...... her" Liu Yue wanted to speak and stopped.

"You let her go?" Han Bing stepped forward and grabbed Liu Yue's shoulders, his eyes revealing incredulity. Can his own apprentice have such courage?

"Master, the disciple just saw that she was pitiful, and transferred her to the disciple's room to recuperate. Liu Yue hurriedly explained.

Hearing this, Han Bing snorted lightly, his body jumped up, turned into a long rainbow, and flew towards the top of the mountain at great speed, behind the Fengshen Tower, there were several exquisite attics, one of which was Liu Yue's, Han Bing pushed the door straight and entered.

Liu Yue followed all the way, not daring to say a word, followed Han Bing to the door of his attic, and was about to step into the door, but after hesitating for a moment, he slowly retreated.

Han Bing's consciousness spread out, passing through several rooms in a row, and when he pushed open the door of one of the rooms, a figure quickly rushed out, Han Bing reacted extremely quickly, dodged sideways, held a wrist firmly with his left hand, and used a slight force to remove his fist.

"Bastard!" Qing Ling struggled violently a few times, but couldn't pull her hand back.

Han Bing glanced at her, and with a slight swipe of his left hand, Qing Ling was pushed into the room, took a few steps back, and collapsed on the bed. Qingling, who was sealed and cultivated, had no way to hurt him at all.

"It seems that there will be no day when the grudge between the two of us will be resolved. Han Bing glanced at her and sighed. Qingling's eyes were red, if her gaze could kill, she would have been killed a thousand times ago.

"Hmph, you're pretty smart. Qing Ling got up from the bed, glared at Han Bing, and sneered, "Either you kill me, or I kill you." ”

"Hahaha, not necessarily. Han Bing laughed, his face suddenly turned cold, in the palm of his right hand, an ice needle shot out, Qing Ling instinctively blocked with his arm, Han Bing waved his hand, dozens of slender ice nails roared out, and before Qing Ling could react, he directly nailed her to a wall behind her.

Han Bing's hands quickly pinched, and soon, black and white filaments appeared between the five fingers of his hands, and Qing Ling's face turned pale the moment she saw this filament, and she couldn't care about the pain in her body, and exclaimed: "Han Bing, you will definitely suffer retribution." The voice was so sharp that it pierced the sky and was heard by almost everyone on the top of the mountain. She had already recognized that Han Bing was casting a soul spell.

Han Bing's body moved, his hands overlapped, and he clasped Qingling's forehead fiercely. The spiritual power spat lightly, and the black and white silk threads between the fingers were like traction, slowly drilling into Qing Ling's forehead, and at the moment of drilling, Qing Ling's face showed an extremely painful color, and her body trembled violently.

"Ahh

Han Bing closed his eyes tightly, his lips kept opening and closing, and he silently recited a string of notes. Ignoring Qingling's resistance.

Liu Yue, who was standing outside the attic, heard this shout, her face was blue and red for a while, she didn't know what was going on inside, but she didn't dare to enter, and she was so anxious for a while.

"Master, why are you bullying a weak woman?" Liu Yue muttered with tears in her eyes. Behind her, some unknown sect disciples soon gathered.

"Disperse, and do not stand here. Liu Yue glanced at everyone behind her from the corner of her eyes, and said lightly.

In the attic, Han Bing's spell casting continued, and this process lasted for several hours. This is the second time he has cast a soul spell, the first time is to Jiang Chen in the soul void period, it took an hour at that time, and the Qing Ling in front of him is different, although the cultivation she is showing now is almost only equivalent to the qi refining period, but her body is sealed with a powerful force, and Han Bing has to deal with it carefully.

Qing Ling's sealed cultivation is equivalent to the middle stage of the Huayuan Dynasty, which is much stronger than Han Bing. If Han Bing wanted to refine her into a slave, he had to personally lift the cultivation seal in her body when the soul spell was about to be completed, this step was the most critical and the most dangerous.

Han Bing's eyes were always closed, and beads of sweat also oozed from his forehead. Through his palm, he could clearly feel the tremor of Qingling's body. At this time, Qingling no longer had the strength to shout. The whole person is in a state of collapse.

At a certain moment, Han Bing suddenly opened his eyes, and his body retreated and made several seals, which landed on Qingling's body, sealed, solved!

At the moment when the seal in Qing Ling's body was unlocked, a powerful aura suddenly appeared, and the ice nails on her body burst out one after another, and they were about to break away.

Qing Ling's eyes widened, staring at Han Bing viciously, her aura recovering at an extremely fast speed.

Han Bing took a few steps back again, his face was silent, his right hand was a little on his forehead, and a streamer flashed, turning into a staff image nearly a foot long.

"Devouring the Soul Staff!" Qing Ling's gaze was completely attracted by the illusory staff body at this moment, she almost screamed in surprise, she could hardly believe her eyes, and her chest rose and fell violently due to the shock.

As soon as Han Bing grasped the Soul Devouring Staff, mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and while Qing Ling had not fully recovered, the head of the staff pushed forward violently, and a dazzling fluorescent flash instantly fell on Qing Ling's body, Qing Ling had just broken free from the shackles of the ice nails, and before he could resist, he was completely enveloped by this fluorescence.

At the moment when Qing Ling was suppressed by the fluorescent shroud, Han Bing played the last magic decision, and the soul spell was cast. After doing this, Han Bing breathed a sigh of relief, and his gaze fell calmly on Qing Ling.

Qingling's body slowly stopped trembling, and her originally blood-red gaze gradually returned to tranquility, and after a while, it returned to normal.

"From now on, I will be your master, and you will be my slave. Han Bing said word by word.

Qingling looked sluggish and nodded indifferently.