"This kind of divine consciousness attack, you don't want to be ugly, your strength has no effect on me at all, it's a complete waste of time. Wang Dong said calmly.

This made the sense of humiliation in Dugu Yingjun's heart even worse, but he was very helpless, because he knew that what Wang Dong said was the truth.

However, instrument attacks are not just as simple as divine attacks.

"Woo woo woo ~~~~~~" The sound of the flute suddenly changed and became more aggressive.

Wang Dong sensed that there seemed to be some inexplicable changes in the void.

In the next moment, something like a wind blade suddenly slashed towards him.

It's not a consciousness attack, it's some kind of physical attack, it can also be said to be a spell attack, and it's the entity that attacks anyway.

Wang Dong estimated that the power of this wind blade was mediocre, much worse than the flying sword attack in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

If you really want to calculate it, it is equivalent to the flying sword attack from the late stage of Jindan to the peak of Jindan!

This wind blade hit Wang Dong's body, and even Wang Dong's skin was not broken, so it was unbearable.

However, in the next moment, surprise appeared on Wang Dong's face.

Because after the appearance of this wind blade, a second and a third appeared......

One after another, there are hundreds of them, and it should be that as long as the sound of the flute does not stop, these wind blades can appear endlessly.

But so what?

The attack of the Jindan realm, no matter how much it is, is itchy, and it has no practical significance.

Countless wind blades slashed at Wang Dong's body, and still not even Wang Dong's skin was broken, just bells and whistles, and it was useless!

The disdain on Wang Dong's face completely angered Dugu Yingjun.

The sound of his flute intensified, becoming deeper and thicker!

Even the holes in his ears were gradually starting to bleed out.

A giant wind blade appeared above Wang Dong's head and slashed at Wang Dong.

This wind blade has the power of the flying sword in the late Yuan Infant period.

This is obviously the hole card at the bottom of the box!

In the late stage of Xuanxin, when he broke out with all his strength, he was bleeding, and he also showed the power of a blow from the flying sword in the late Yuan Infant period.

This rhythm is not stronger than Xiuzhen, or even a lot weaker.

Of course, this should have something to do with the strength of the consciousness.

An existence like Wang Dong, whose divine sense is much beyond others, is still somewhat useful in cultivating this way.

Essentially, it's just a kind of divine attack.

Using this instrument and using the Divine Sense to cast a rhythm, the attack power should be stronger than the simple Divine Consciousness attack.

As for how much this is, it depends on the specific situation.

Anyway, this Dugu is handsome, which is still a little disappointing.

Not to mention anything else, if you really fight hard, this guy is not necessarily Hu Xiaoyun or Ye Xingxing's opponent.

A fight of life and death, it may be very likely that it is Dugu Yingjun who will die.

And this Ye Xingxing and Hu Xiaoyun are just in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

If you really fight, a late stage of Xuanxin may not be able to beat the early stage of Yuanying!

If he calculates it like this, Wang Dong feels that he has the ability to fight with the psychics, and maybe he can still press it!

Just when Wang Dong had this idea, Dugu Yingjun, who originally thought he would stop, was still giving a.

The sound ~~~~~of the flute can be more powerful and thick, which means that Dugu Yingjun can continue to explode.

Wang Dong frowned slightly, what are you doing so hard?

If you explode like this, don't hurt others, this kid will explode himself!

At this moment, Wang Dong's eyes suddenly froze.

He felt the space around him, and there was a feeling of contraction, and then squeezed him.

This is...... Affected the space?

Could it be that this lonely and handsome way of music and rhythm can affect the space?

Space and time, these are the two great avenues that are extremely terrifying, and there is no way to cultivate at all.

Of course, it's not that there isn't any, it's that it's impossible for ordinary people to get this kind of cultivation method at all, and even if they get a cultivation method, there must be all kinds of restrictions, and it's not like they can cultivate if they want to.

At least for Wang Dong, he belongs to the category of ordinary people, and he can't come into contact with these two avenues.

Although it seems to be flashing, it is like teleportation.

But in essence, it is still extremely fast, not across space, but fast enough!

When it comes to the cultivation of space, Wang Dong has not encountered the slightest in Ye Tianzun's memory.

As for the time, that's not to mention!

This little rookie is Dugu and handsome, and he can actually involve space theory?

Of course, at this level, it can't be regarded as involved, at most it is a bit of a binding attack, and it is still not on the table, and it is of no great use.

It's just that Wang Dong faintly sees the potential in it, and if he is not mistaken, he does have a slight connection with space.

For a profound avenue like space, even if there is barely a trace of connection, it is a great thing.

Wang Dong stomped his feet, and his breath burst out, and this squeezing and binding force from the void suddenly dissipated.

Dugu Yingjun's seven orifices are bleeding, but although they look very miserable and embarrassed, they are not seriously injured in essence, and it is good to recuperate and rest for a while.

Wang Dong looked at Dugu Yingjun who collapsed on the ground, and said with a smile: "Don't accept it, you can't accept it, you're too weak." ”

After speaking, he threw Dugu Yingjun here, took Wang Yanlin away, and went to learn the introduction of musical instruments.

When Wang Yanlin heard the words of Wang Dong and the four of them, he felt that he was dreaming.

This invincible existence of the Great Elder, who can suppress it, actually wants to learn the introduction of music rhythm from himself, is this sure that he is not ridiculing himself and playing with himself?

But think about yourself as an ant, you don't even have the qualifications to be played!

He was thinking, maybe these people learned chess and painting, so they had never been exposed to music, and now they want to learn music and play.

That's all he can think about......

What else can I do?

He's also helpless!

"Ladies and gentlemen, you ......"

Ye Xingxing was short-tempered, drew his sword and pointed at Wang Yanlin's throat, and said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, you just preach or not, you can't teach us to get started within ten days, you just wait to collect your body!"

Wang Yanlin's beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell down his forehead, and he said cautiously: "My lords, ten days is too short, and the best disciple I have ever taught has also spent twenty days before he can get started. ”

Ye Xingxing said dissatisfiedly: "That can only prove that those disciples of yours are not good enough, do you think that we are all mediocre talents like them? ”

Wang Dong glanced at Wang Yanlin and said calmly: "Fifteenth, if you can't do it on the fifteenth, then there is no point in living!"