The power of a first-level talisman is no more powerful than a third-level talisman, but quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.
A stack of low-level talismans exploded in the stone room one after another. After a series of loud noises, Bai Lan focused his eyes to see He Mian's situation in the chaos.
It was hard to see clearly with the naked eye, and when Divine Sense looked around, he couldn't sense the breath. When he lowered his head and looked, Bai Lan frowned and immediately relaxed.
He Mian is still... everywhere, piece by piece.
I used too much force. It seems that He Mian is a high attack and low defense type and cannot block these eighty-eight low-level talismans.
Read the file and explode again.
Going back in time to a few breaths ago, this time the talisman Bai Lan considered reducing the amount by one part, and evened out forty-four talismans with the same attributes. Then he locked on He Mian, threw the talisman, and detonated it.
The talisman exploded, and bursts of explosions could be heard.
After a while, the spiritual power gradually disappeared and the smoke dissipated. Bai Lan looked over attentively and looked at He Mian carefully.
The physical body is intact, but the spiritual energy in Ertian is almost exhausted.
He Mian gritted his teeth and raised his head. The defense Spirit Artifact in his Storage Bag had been completely destroyed by the hearty talisman explosion just now.
When the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, and all the plans are exhausted, there is only...
"Bai Ling, hahahahahaha! I didn't expect that one day someone would force me into this situation. It's a pity, it's a pity, you want to kill me, you are not worthy of it!" After saying that, He Mian closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy. It was obvious that he was going to explode with Bai Lan.
It seems that among the two options of "fighting to the death" and "pulling the opponent to death together", He Mian chose the latter.
If a monk wants to self-destruct, he only needs to mobilize a ray of spiritual power from his body to execute it. With a cultivation level of He Mian like Qi Refining level seven, the power after self-destruction is approximately equivalent to a full-strength blow of Qi Refining stage.
Even Golden Bell Shield can't break through his defenses, so there's nothing to be afraid of if he explodes, but the physical body that Bai Lan worked so hard to plan for will be torn apart.
So he can die, but he can't explode.
He Mian The process of going from confusion to anger, then laughing three times, and finally mobilizing spiritual power to self-destruct takes a long time. It seems that it can be saved if the file is loaded without warning.
In the aftermath of He Mian's self-destruction, Qian Lan frowned and counted the time, then nodded.
There's enough time.
Reading the file again, this time Bai Lan learned of He Mian's choice in advance and changed his plan of action.
The moment the explosion stopped, she released Foundation Establishment stage's pressure, briefly imprisoning He Mian's actions.
In an instant, vines on the ground twisted up and bound He Mian with Entanglement Technique. He Mian had not yet recovered from the aftermath of the explosion. Now he noticed this series of operations and suddenly looked shocked.
He subconsciously tried to condense Fireball Technique to repel the vines, but a wisp of fire that sprang up in the palm of his hand lit up for a moment and then quickly went out.
Most of his spiritual power had been consumed in the fierce battle just now, and the previous explosions left him with no time to replenish his spiritual power.
And this shot of Fireball Technique that was not fired consumed even the last trace of spiritual energy in his body.
The next moment, two Spirit Binding Rope flew straight out and circled around He Mian for several times, and then tightened up, completely binding the person to death.
Finally, he picked up Storage Bag from the opponent's waist.
He has done a lot of good things in exterminating demons and protecting the Tao. Bai Lan has accumulated several bundles of the Spirit Binding Rope he got from Evil Cultivator.
He Mian is also Evil Cultivator, and if this Spirit Binding Rope is used by He Mian, it can be regarded as belonging to its owner.
Ertian, who was already exhausted of spiritual power, was tied up by Spirit Binding Rope, which made the already empty Ertian even more miserable, unable to absorb any spiritual power.
In this way, even the chance to self-destruct and hurt both sides was lost.
"You...!" He Mian reacted, and his already gloomy eyes became more sinister.
He had always underestimated the Qi Refining level five monk in front of him, and his cultivation made him relax his vigilance towards Bai Lan.
Regret came over him, and he discovered that Bai Lan's Golden Bell Shield also contained a layer of third-order Spirit Gathering Formation.
No wonder she, a Qi Refining level five monk, can fight for so long and still have endless spiritual power. She fought while standing in Spirit Gathering Formation!
What's the difference between this and fighting at the blood point! Especially since there is a layer of Law Artifact protecting the outside. This is Law Treasure of Tribulation Crossing stage!
He Mian felt a pain in his heart, and there was a faint hint of fishy sweetness in his mouth.
Raising his hand to put away Golden Bell Shield, Bai Lan was relieved when he saw this. He took a few steps forward and tightened Spirit Binding Rope on He Mian: "I know you want to have sex with me, but don't be anxious. I know you are in a hurry to return to the west. I am compassionate and can give you a ride. I just have a small favor and I need your help."
He Mian still looked as cold as a cannibal, and kept shooting Bai Lan with his eyes.
Bai Lan had seen this kind of look many times, and was unmoved. He smiled faintly, took a few steps forward, and Bai Lan slowly stretched out his hand to uncover the mask on He Mian's face.
It is true that he has a face that is indistinguishable from male to female and looks as good as a jade, but it is a pity that it was made Evil Cultivator.
"I want to lend you your body, can you agree?"
He Mian looked shocked, and his face immediately turned pale. "You... want to refine me into Corpse Puppet?"
"Don't worry, after you die, Ning Yan and the furnaces and cauldrons you hid, I will take care of you for you. Evil Fiend Gang... I will also 'cook' you."
He Mian was shaking with anger. "You, aren't you a disciple of the Azure Origin Sect!? Why did you do what Evil Cultivator did!"
Bai Lan said nothing, raised his hand to gag the person and threw Spirit Beast Bag away, then raised his head to look at the stone chamber in front of him.
After she and He Mian clashed with the talismans for financial resources, the stone chamber was still intact, which showed that it was strong and extraordinary.
The stone chamber is not big, but it is strong. After some repairs in the future, it can be transformed into a refining room.
Moving objects consumes a lot of spiritual power in Void Stone. Bai Lan thought for a moment and deployed a third-order Spirit Gathering Formation on the spot.
Standing among them, he held a Spirit Stone in his left and right hands, and began to move the stone chamber to Void Stone.
At this time, only the empty nest Artifact Spirit was still in Void Stone. Seeing bricks and stones falling into Void Stone one after another, Ghost Fire suddenly became energetic. "Master, what is this?"
"A kind of strong new material. I want to transform a refining room in Void Stone."
Artifact Spirit flashed. "Hey! But if the body is not here, who will draw the architectural drawings?"
Bai Lan A meal.
That's right, Qiu Tian, who was working diligently on infrastructure construction in her Void Stone, has now been sent out, and there is some shortage of people in her Void Stone.
"Then don't rush to start construction now. Later I will ask True Lord Cannon Fodder to plan a set of architectural drawings. You two can run in and out, and he will be a professional."
There are more laborers than corpses!
Artifact Spirit flashed again, and his tone became excited. "Master, don't worry, I will supervise him at work when the time comes!"
Void Stone is vast and boundless, but it's just a bit deserted.
If possible, Bai Lan would like to bring in thousands of acres of spiritual fields and plant all the spiritual grasses, spiritual fruits, and rice to make this barren land fertile and fertile.