Chapter 620 The Battle of Pengcheng (Recommendation Please Ask Monthly Pass)

Original Zong Shou changed his mind, and the chaotic illusion in the sea of ​​consciousness became orderly. ／oo

The scene displayed in front of his eyes at this moment was the battle with the six people from Yuan Wushang in the deep underground lake.

The scene at that time was displayed almost completely, but there was a slight change. Zong Shou kept trying, optimizing his way of fighting in the illusion. Either change the sword tactics, or make one's own sword way more concise and efficient, or grasp the timing and angle of the sword.

Naturally, those six people were not dull. As the deduction continued, the offensive also began to change.

The characteristics of martial arts originating from these six people are deduced by Zong Shou himself.

Two quarters of an hour later, the scene in front of him changed again. This time there was only Zong Shou's own image, but the shape and trend of the nine chakras in his body were clearly visible.

A trace of Qi circulates inside, constantly changing the way.

This is the world-shaking spirit art after deducing the spiritual realm, trying to make this yin and yang true energy of oneself more compatible with the black and white method of the soul sea.

It's just the energy consumed, but it's also no small matter. In just one hour, Zong Shou had to stop.

This genuine 'Phantom Mirror' is indeed much stronger than the counterfeit one snatched from Xue Moyan before!

The benefits to him are simply inestimable.

It's a pity that although it doesn't need to consume much soul power to transport this thing, it will consume life energy.

Especially the supernatural ability to induce demons, and the ability to suppress the same kind of people, the loss is the greatest.

It is not as exaggerated as Zhou Shu and Observatory, but it is also unbearable for him who has no lifespan.

——But this ordinary illusion can still be used. Like just now, you don't have to worry about anything when doing martial arts deduction, what you lose is only your mental strength.

Sighing, Zong Shou threw the illusion mirror into his Qiankun bag.

This thing is good, but for now. It's better to store it. It can only be used to deduce martial arts at ordinary times, and it can complement each other with Zhou Shu.

It's not that it can't be used, but at least it's better to use less before he breaks through the spiritual realm and has a worry-free life.

Sitting cross-legged, he regained his spirit. After staying for two hours, he will be full again. Zong Shoucai took the Abi throne. Take it out.

Close your eyes. Take a closer look at it with spiritual knowledge, explore little by little, the spiritual formation in the throne of Ah Bi is restricted. Communicate with the spirit of this treasure with your mind.

Unfortunately. Although this thing is close to the rank of artifact. Consciousness is still in a state of ignorance because it has been in the ground for too long.

All will choose him as the master. It was probably because in that battle, his aura of undefeated against six people was a little similar to the previous two generations of this thing's masters.

It's just strange, isn't this thing made with the soul essence and blood of the royal families of the six countries?

Staying in such a place full of resentment, shouldn't this thing be more resentful?

But why did he find no trace of resentment when he searched with his spiritual sense just now?

But the function of this thing. It's already known.

——Sure enough, it is the treasure of the town! Sorting out the energy veins is one of them. With this thing, you can sort out the spiritual veins of various places within a hundred thousand miles. The place where the town is located can make the nearby "dragon veins" gather spontaneously.

The second is to prevent the monarch from being contaminated by the "royal spirit". The so-called "royal spirit" is actually the gathering of the hearts of the people in a country. Contains many impurities. The reason why the successive monarchs of the cloud world could not live long is because these distracting thoughts polluted the Lingtai. Although some people are extremely talented, it is difficult for them to cultivate. Some entry.

And this Abi Throne has the function of suppressing and blocking these impurities.

Just Zong Shou. Not too much hope for this one. If Emperor Abi could really suppress it, then the First Emperor would not have died early.

But with this thing, the nine-storied pagoda in his soul sea can be liberated.

This thing has been suppressing the 'Wang Qi' gathered in the Yuan Yi Soul Sword. Although Zong Shou was curious, he didn't dare to move lightly. At this time, he could take a closer look at what kind of treasure Wei Xu gave him.

The third function is to spread the 'territory' of a country's power.

In short, in the past, he, the king of Qiantian, could gather the power of a country only within his own territory, and he had a combat power comparable to that of the spirit realm.

But now, with this thing, even if you are far away from the border, you can still use the power of the country.

——Naturally, the farther away you are, the less this effect will be. If it is no matter where it is, it can be called ten to ten. Then this thing is not the peak of the fairy weapon, but the level of the god treasure.

In the world, there are heaven and earth Xuanhuang, four grades of spiritual materials, corresponding to four grades of artifacts for immortals and magic spirits.

In fact, many of the materials used for this Abi Throne are of the heavenly rank, which has been lost since Yunhuang. But this treasure of the town is quite different.

It often requires an immortal weapon of the same level and ten times the materials to be refined.

The fourth function is to suppress Yin soldiers. This thing can lock the soul of the person who is slaughtered by the lord of the country, and turn it into a hidden yin soldier and envoy, and use it within a thousand miles. If his cultivation base is sufficient, it is no problem to gather tens of thousands of Yin soldiers.

Naturally, if they are replaced by high-strength pawns, the number will decrease accordingly.

Zong Shou's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, this thing is indeed worthy of blood sacrifice, it is really evil.

——If this thing is suppressed in Qiantian Mountain, as long as there are one hundred and four classes of Yin soldiers, the city can be as safe as Mount Tai. The defense is stronger than that of some holy land sects.

However, locking the souls of those who died in battle is a matter of heaven and earth, and he does not take it.

Subconsciously, Zong Shou thought of those Yin Jiaos in the evil spirit ditch.

In the past, the commander of Xueyunqi slaughtered a lot of people below, but now he regretted it faintly.

When you have free time later, it is best to go and grab dozens of them. If the number is low, it may be necessary to go to Yinlong Valley again to see if there is any gain.

He also thought about the overlord of Xiang Chu who killed nearly a million soldiers of Qin. Could it be because of the throne of Abi?

Immediately, he shook his head again, it was the overlord of Chu who destroyed Qin. Before winning the throne of Abi.

If this was the case, there would be no such evil ditch near Qiantian Mountain City.

Putting away these distracting thoughts, Zong Shou thought for a while, then stepped away again, and arrived at the Chongzheng Hall.

And he casually took down the carved dragon and vermilion chair, and put the Abi throne in his hand on it.

This treasure is not suitable for carrying, it is better to keep this thing in Qiantian Mountain to suppress the power of the country.

Chongzheng Hall is the place where the government is discussed in Qiantian Mountain, and it is also the place where the royal spirit of a country is the most intense.

This is even more so with Zong Shou's throne.

As soon as the Abi Throne was placed, I felt a slight tremor under the ground. The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth also expanded suddenly, contracted suddenly, and became turbulent.

After a full quarter of an hour, he calmed down. When I looked around carefully, I didn't feel any change.

He could only vaguely arrive at the foot of Qiantian Mountain, and the dragon veins gathered by Zonghan and others from the Ming capital had undergone some changes.

The 'dragon head' lifted slightly, as if it was getting closer to the Chongzheng Hall.

Zong Shou was very happy in his heart, with this thing, he only needed to get a hundred and ten Yin Jiaos to suppress it here. If you go out in the future, you don't have to worry about what will happen to Qiantian Mountain City.

A Bi throne, coupled with the blood cloud cavalry, even if the whole country of the Great Shang Dynasty attacked, they could still persist. Not to mention being afraid of those holy land masters.

With a smile of 'Hey', Zong Shou wanted to leave. But for a moment, his spirit was in a trance.

Thinking about this 'Abi Throne', it looks very comfortable and majestic, why don't you try to sit on one?

Without much thought, Zong Shou sat down on the throne.

Then he woke up suddenly, his eyes flashed with jing light.

What a monster, dare to confuse his mind?

Subconsciously, he wanted to attack that weapon spirit. But in an instant, he felt something was wrong again. What he had just imagined in his mind was not the spirit of this weapon, but the depth of this top-level fairy weapon!

Therefore, with his current cultivation, he could not touch the depths of spiritual prohibition!

With a slight movement in his heart, the illusion mirror flew out of the Qiankun bag again, fixed the back of his head, and emitted a circle of light.

This mirror is not only an illusion, but also a defense against illusion, he wants to see it. What kind of mystery is there in this Abi throne?

But in the next moment, a tyrannical sense of resentment rushed into his mind!

Then the scene in front of him suddenly changed!

It's still an illusion, and Zong Shou could have used the power of the illusion to shatter it! But at this time, he didn't stop it, and let his thoughts be brought in by these resentments.

This is a world full of blood! This world is all dark red. The beam of light cast by the big sun above is also somewhat bloody.

Zong Shou stood in it, looking around. Then his eyes narrowed slightly. On the opposite side, there was a huge iron cavalry standing quietly.

The breath is extremely quiet, but it has a tyrannical aura that makes the heart stop suddenly.

And at the very front, stood a person. Riding a nearly two-foot-tall fire-walking dragon beast, it is covered with a layer of blood-colored steel armor full of steel barbs, and holds a mouthful of three long-legged cockroaches in its hand. Yin blue flames were burning all over his body.

A pair of eyes, hidden behind the visor, stared at him coldly like a wolf!

King Xiang?

The first thing that flashed in Zong Shou's mind was this name. It was not this person who was at fault, it was absolutely impossible for him to have such power to dominate the world.

Could it be the resentful soul who was trapped and locked in the throne of Abi after the death of King Xiang?

Looking around him again, he saw that he was standing on a dilapidated city wall at this moment.

It turned out that under his command, it was not without soldiers. Unexpectedly, the number is far superior, with hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers far more than this overlord of Chu.

One part is guarded by the city, while the other part is distributed on both sides of the city wall, protecting the flanks.

Zong Shou was slightly puzzled at first, but after counting breaths, when he saw the big river flowing in the distance, his thoughts moved again.

——This is, the Battle of Pengcheng? to be continued