Although the monster surnamed Han is missing an eye and an arm, his combat power is still there.

After killing Song Wuxiang, the monster surnamed Han set his sights on Chu Tian, Cao Ding, Ma Poli and four or five others (shēn), and he planned to kill them all in one go.

Chu Tian, Cao Ding, Ma Poli and others, who did not have a soldier spirit in their hands, were undoubtedly a fish (ròu) on the board in the face of the monster surnamed Han who was submerging the Four Courts, and they were slaughtered by others.

......

Zhang Yi had a dream in his sleep.

He dreamed that he had appeared in a strange place, a place full of dead people, whether on the street, or at home, or in the wilderness, there were no living people.

Among these dead people were commoners, dignitaries, merchants, soldiers, scholars, and people with potential, men, women, and children.

They died naturally, some smiling, some sad, some worried, some angry, and some triumphant.

Zhang Yi didn't know how they all died, so he was curious, so he went to check it out.

The dead seem to have died suddenly, and their souls have been suddenly removed, but these dead people have one difference from ordinary people, that is, they have sharp teeth, as if they were born to bite.

Zhang Yi felt that the faces of these people were somewhat familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.

At the top of the canyon, Zhu Shujie, who was hiding somewhere, saw Zhang Yi fainting, avoided the sight of the monster surnamed Han and Yan Liang, and cautiously came to Zhang Yi (shēn).

"Hey?" Zhu Shujie pinched Zhang Yi's face and saw that he didn't react.

"Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi, wake up!" Zhu Shujie called a few times, but when Zhang Yi woke up, he began to shake.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi in the dream felt the sky shaking for a while, and the picture in front of him changed, and Zhang Yi appeared in a strange place again.

There are the sound of firecrackers, children's laughter, adults' beating and scolding, merchants' shouting, and the sound of reading.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi was also infected by the local atmosphere, and with a smile on his face, he came to the nearest mansion, wanting to go in and meet the owner of the house, but his eyes were attracted by the portrait on the door.

It was a frightening portrait, with two horns on its head and eyes as big as an ox, and it would have been so frightened that a timid person would have collapsed to the ground.

"This ......"

Looking at the portrait in front of him, Zhang Yi's smiling face disappeared, and at the same time he was shocked, but he was puzzled, and in the confusion, he clearly felt the beating of his heart.

Zhang Yi turned (shēn), did not enter the mansion, and many questions arose in his heart, and the most important question was: Who is the person in the portrait?

Zhang Yi walked a few steps and came to the street, and he wanted to ask the passers-by what kind of person this portrait was.

However, when he appeared on the street, he found that on the door of every house, there was a portrait exactly like the one before, the same with two horns and eyes as big as a cow.

At this time, an old farmer carrying a burden passed by Zhang Yi (shēn), and taking this opportunity, Zhang Yi stopped him.

"This old man, this family, why do you want to post a portrait of this person?" Zhang Yi, who stopped the old farmer, did not forget to salute.

However, when the old farmer looked at Zhang Yi squarely, his smiling face instantly turned into a face full of fear.

"Magic ...... The devil, the devil, the devil is coming......" After the old farmer saw Zhang Yi's face clearly, he threw away the burden on his shoulders and ran away.

"Uncle, uncle, why is this!" Zhang Yi didn't ask the reason, and the sky shook again.

At this moment, Zhu Shujie was shaking Zhang Yi in a coma.

Then, he stretched out his finger and put it under Zhang Yi's nose, testing Zhang Yi's breath again.

I was still breathing just now, but now I can't feel the breath anymore.

"Zhang Yi, you don't want to die, I don't want you to die, what should I do if you die!" Zhu Shujie wiped the tears on her face with her left sleeve and right sleeve, crying very sadly, she thought Zhang Yi was really dead.

In Zhu Shujie's crying, the monster surnamed Han and Yan Liang had killed Chu Tian, Cao Ding, Ma Poli and others.

On the top of the entire canyon, except for Zhu Shujie's cry, there were more than 20 hidden control masters in the Wasteland Academy, except for a few people in a coma, there were no living people.

No one expected this to be the result, the senior brother was killed, the senior sister was a green snake, and she was injured and fled if she was not defeated.

At this moment, among the disciples of the entire Wasteland Academy, only Zhu Shujie was intact.

Yan Liang, who had dispersed the gods, was very weak at the moment, but there was a monster surnamed Han from the Holy (yīn) sect standing next to him.

"I didn't expect there to be a stupid (qíng) little lady!" After making sure that there was no threat around, the monster surnamed Han decided to solve Zhu Shujie as well, so as not to have an accident.

"Since you like him so much, then Han will also give you a ride, and when you get to the underworld, you two can also talk (qíng) and say (ài)!" As soon as the words fell, the soldier spirit in the hands of the monster surnamed Han had already burst out and killed Zhu Shujie.

Zhu Shujie, who was about to die, also closed her eyes, it seemed that she really liked Zhang Yi.

The feeling of being shaken by someone in a dream is very uncomfortable, Zhang Yi opened his eyes, grabbed Zhu Shujie, who was loveless, and avoided the soldiers while also opening up the distance.

"You're not dead?" Zhu Shujie choked up, looking a little incredible, she had obviously tried Zhang Yi and had already lost her breath.

"Shut up first!" Zhang Yi glared angrily.

Seeing that the blow missed, the monster surnamed Han and Yan Liang were not too surprised.

"You are a hairy boy who is in control of a court, but you make Han suffer, you can choose a way to die, and Han will fulfill you. The monster surnamed Han didn't rush to make a move for a while, because Zhang Yi was already a dead man in his eyes, and it didn't hurt to die later.

Zhang Yi: It is impossible for him to have a killing move.

"Are you a demon?" Zhang Yi asked suddenly.

In the dream, Zhang Yi was seen as the devil, and also in the dream, Zhang Yi saw the portrait.

Hearing this, the monster surnamed Han was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, he really heard a big joke.

Yan Liang saw that Zhang Yi had no fear, and he was also afraid of accidents.

"Brother Han, get rid of the two of them quickly, so that you can be sent to the ** domain. Yan Liang urged the monster surnamed Han, he himself had used his divine arts, and his full (shēn) potential had not yet recovered, even if it was an existence in the Sneaking Realm, he could kill him.

Yan Liang's urging, he couldn't ignore it, and after agreeing, his potential was used, holding the Soldier Spirit Sword in his hand, and he rose in the air.

"Han tells you that I am a member of the Yīn clan, not a demon!" The words fell, and the monster surnamed Han held the Soldier Spirit Sword in his hand and slashed Zhang Yi.

"In my eyes, you are different from ordinary people, that ...... It's a demon!"

"Since you are a demon, a demon, eat my "Eight-Character Mantra"" The words fell, Zhang Yi's heart moved, and the power of the laws and regulations between heaven and earth began to converge towards Zhang Yizhou (shēn).

Just when the monster surnamed Han came, the aura between heaven and earth had surrounded Zhang Yi, looking sacrosanct.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the law is learned!"

As soon as the eight characters came out, I saw Zhang Yi raise his hand, and Zhou's spiritual power began to condense towards his palm.

But in an instant, a bright aperture of light had formed in Zhang Yi's hands, and at this moment, the rules of heaven and earth, that is, (yīn) yang two qi, fell on the aperture and became Taiji.

The formation of Tai Chi and the speed of the monster surnamed Han were obviously a few points weaker, but the offensive remained the same.

Zhang Yi held Tai Chi in one hand, looking at the arriving monster surnamed Han, his eyes were extremely cautious, and in the same way, he was afraid that it would not work like a rune.

"Photo!"

As soon as the word 'zhao' in the eight-character mantra came out, Zhang Yi held Tai Chi in one hand and immediately shone on the monster surnamed Han (shēn).

What exactly is the photo?

At this moment, Zhang Yi had the answer in his heart.

Heaven and earth are a circle, and all living beings live in the circle, and the eight-character mantra is the guardian of this living being.

If a certain creature protrudes, then it will destroy the circle, that is, destroy the heaven and the earth, thus affecting the balance of the heaven and the earth, if left unchecked, then the heaven and the earth will not be the heaven and the earth, the circle will not be round, and all living beings will also lose their balance, and finally the living beings will be destroyed, and the heaven and the earth will cease to exist.

Therefore, there is an eight-character mantra between heaven and earth.

The eight-character mantra reflects the concave and convex between heaven and earth, and the balance between heaven and earth.

Therefore, the monster surnamed Han is extremely prominent, and in Zhang Yi's eyes, non-human is also!

Even if you are really a human being, at this moment, in Zhang Yi's eyes, you have become a demon. Zhang Yi is the comprehension of this eight-character mantra, and he has comprehended the mantra of the word 'zhao' in the eight-character mantra.

'Shine' is to shine according to the injustice of the heavens and the earth.

When the sound of 'zhao' in Zhang Yi's mouth fell, Tai Chi had already shone on the monster surnamed Han (shēn).

Suddenly, Tai Chi emitted a regular glow and landed on the (shēn) of the monster surnamed Han.

"Ahh

A terrible scream resounded throughout the canyon.

Under Zhang Yi's photo, the monster surnamed Han fell to the ground in an instant, returning to his original appearance, from the fourth court of hidden control to the third court of hidden control, still with sharp teeth.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and those divine arts that had never landed disappeared, and the sun shè (shè) came down from the east, illuminating the whole world, and people couldn't help but squint their eyes.

Zhang Yi waved his hand to disperse the Tai Chi in his hand, landed in front of the monster surnamed Han, and squatted down.

At this moment, the monster surnamed Han has used magic skills, and with a light in the eight-character mantra, he is now like a dying old man, and he can no longer use the slightest potential.

"How does my 'photo' mantra taste?" Zhang Yi asked with a smile on his face at the moment.

"What kind of magic are you?" The monster surnamed Han was a little unwilling, and his words revealed a deep sense of powerlessness.

"I'm not a magic technique, but a great technique between heaven and earth!" Looking at the monster surnamed Han who had no potential in front of him, Zhang Yi couldn't help but brag.

"Do you know, who am I?" Without waiting for the monster surnamed Han to think, Zhang Yi spoke again.

"Who?"

"I'm a mage!I'm a mage!I'm a cultivator of evil spirits, and I can die under my great technique, you can be content!" Zhang Yi felt that his words today were a bit much.

When the words fell, Zhang Yi's heart moved, and the (jìn) 锢 without magic reappeared in Zhang Yi's hands.

Then he stabbed the head of the monster surnamed Han.

"Wait a minute!" the monster surnamed Han suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yi frowned, feeling that the monster surnamed Han was delaying time, which was an unwise move for him.

"I have a treasure, can you exchange it for my life?" asked the monster surnamed Han.

"What treasure?" Zhang Yi felt that what he lacked most was divine magic and latent mind control methods.

At that moment, with a thought in his mind, the magic halberd in his hand disappeared.

Without the Hidden Control Mind Method, Zhang Yi can only stay in the Hidden Control Court for the rest of his life, but he knows that this kind of thing is hard to find, and he must accumulate millions of contribution points in exchange for it in the academy, and the divine art also requires millions of contribution points.