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Chapter 383 Space Avenue

"Don't be embarrassed by this spiritual attack. Your intensity has no impact on me at all. It's a complete waste of time." Wang Dong said calmly.

This made Dugu Yingjun feel even more humiliated, but he was helpless because he knew that what Wang Dong said was the truth.

However, musical instrument attacks are not just as simple as spiritual attacks.

"Woooooo~~~~~~" The sound of the flute suddenly changed and became louder.

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

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

This is not a spiritual attack, it is some kind of physical attack, or it can be said to be a magic attack. Anyway, it is the entity of the attack.

Wang Dong made an estimate and found that the power of this wind blade was mediocre, much worse than the flying sword attack in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

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!

The wind blade hit Wang Dong's body and didn't even break Wang Dong's skin, which was nothing to mention.

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

Because after one wind blade appeared, a second one appeared, and then a third one...

One after another, there are hundreds or thousands of them. It should be that as long as the sound of the flute continues, these wind blades can appear endlessly.

But so what?

No matter how many attacks at the Golden Core realm, they are just scratching the itch and have no practical significance.

Countless wind blades slashed at Wang Dong's body, but Wang Dong's skin was still not broken. It was just a fancy operation with no use at all!

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

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

Even his ear holes had gradually begun to bleed.

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 later stage of Nascent Soul.

This is obviously the trump card to keep the bottom of the box!

A person in the late stage of Xuanxin explodes with all his strength and bleeds, thus unleashing the power of a flying sword in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

This melody track is no stronger than the cultivation track, in fact it is much weaker.

Of course, this should be related to the strength of spiritual consciousness.

For a being like Wang Dong whose spiritual consciousness is much higher than that of others, practicing this method is still somewhat useful.

Essentially, just treat it as a spiritual attack.

By using this musical instrument and using your spiritual consciousness to cast a rhythm, the attack power should be stronger than a simple spiritual attack.

As for the specific amount of this amount, it depends on the specific situation.

Anyway, this Dugu Yingjun is still a bit disappointing.

Apart from anything else, in a real fight, this guy might not be Hu Xiaoyun or Ye Kaixin's opponent.

In a life-and-death fight, it is very likely that Dugu Yingjun will die.

As for Ye Kaixin and Hu Xiaoyun, they are only in the early stages of Nascent Soul.

In a real fight, a person in the late stage of Xuanxin may not be able to defeat someone in the early stage of Nascent Soul!

With this calculation, Wang Dong felt even more that he had the ability to fight with his psychic ability, and maybe he could even fight with pressure!

Just when Wang Dong had this idea, Dugu Yingjun, who originally thought he would stop, was actually still playing the flute.

"Woooooo~~~~~" The flute sound can actually be louder and louder, which means that Dugu Yingjun can continue to explode.

Wang Dong frowned slightly, why are you working so hard?

If the explosion continues like this, if you don't hurt others, this kid will explode himself!

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

He felt that the space around him was shrinking, and it was squeezing him again.

This...affects space?

Could it be that Dugu Yingjun’s musical method can affect space?

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

Of course, it’s not that it’s impossible, it’s that it’s simply impossible for ordinary people to get this kind of cultivation method. Even if they get the cultivation method, there must be various restrictions, and you can’t just practice it if you want to.

At least for Wang Dong, he belongs to the category of ordinary people and has no access to these two avenues.

[Wind and Thunder Flash] Although it seems to be flashing, it is like teleporting.

But the essence is still extremely fast speed, not across space, just fast enough!

When it comes to space training, Wang Dong has never encountered it in Ye Tianzun's memory.

As for time, let alone that!

This little rookie Dugu Yingjun can actually be involved in space theory?

Of course, at this level, it cannot be considered involved. At most, it is a somewhat restraining attack. It is still not on the table and of no great use.

However, Wang Dong vaguely saw the potential in it. If he was not mistaken, it did have a slight connection with space.

For such a profound avenue as space, even if there is just a trace of connection, it is a big deal.

Wang Dong stamped his feet, and his breath burst out. The squeezing force and binding force from the void immediately dissipated.

Dugu Yingjun was bleeding from all his orifices, but although he looked very miserable and embarrassed, he was not seriously injured. He could just recover and rest for a while.

Wang Dong looked at Dugu Yingjun, who was collapsed on the ground, and said with a smile: "Don't accept it? It's okay not to accept it, you are too weak."

After saying that, he left Dugu Yingjun here, took Wang Yanlin away, and went to learn the basics of musical instruments.

When Wang Yanlin heard what Wang Dong and the four people said, he felt like he was dreaming.

This kind of invincible being who can suppress the great elder actually wants to learn the basics of music from him. Isn't he making fun of himself?

But think about it, an ant like me is not even qualified to be teased!

He was thinking that maybe these people studied chess and painting, so they had no contact with music, and now they want to learn music and play.

He can only think this way...

Otherwise, what else can be done?

He is also very helpless!

"My lords, you..."

Ye Kaixin had a bad temper. He drew his sword and pointed it at Wang Yanlin's throat. He said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense. Just preach or not. If you can't teach us how to get started in ten days, just wait and collect the corpse for yourself!"

Beads of sweat as big as peas fell from Wang Yanlin's forehead, and he said cautiously: "My lords, ten days is too short. The best disciples I have ever taught also spent twenty days before they started practicing.

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Ye Kaixin said dissatisfied: "That only proves that your disciples are not good enough. Do you think we are mediocre like them? Within ten days, if I can't get started with music, I will use your head to make a wooden fish."

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


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