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Chapter 322 Useless relics for support

Of course, Zhang Jun didn't know that the one who confronted him in the spiritual world was not a martial arts master of the celestial human transformation level, but a demon seed stored in Xiang Yutian's lifelong martial arts essence that had disappeared without a trace and was likely to break the void. Its power is no less than that of the ordinary innate master of the Great Dao. The method of using the spiritual power that is almost like the Tao is a rule area that even the celestial masters like Zhang Jun can only sigh for.

After leaving, Zhang Jun did not realize who he was fighting with at that time. He even failed to realize that he was fighting with a spiritual demon. Instead, he thought that Lu Miaozi had a martial arts master who could reach the realm of heaven and man as his helper, so he was not worried about the safety of Lu Miaozi, who had lost all his skills and had no power to fight back in a short period of time.

Of course, it is precisely because of this demonic species that Shi Qingxuan was not seen by Zhang Jun. Otherwise, he would not know what would happen. After all, Shi Qingxuan came here to transfer the evil emperor's relics, but he never thought that Zhang Jun could know where Lu Miaozi was, and knew where the mechanism map in Yang Gong's treasure house was. He clearly took action to ask for it. He even proposed a reason that Lu Miaozi and Shi Qingxuan could not refuse, which was to help Lu Miaozi heal the secret wound. This was because Shi Qingxuan had no excuse to ask Lu Miaozi to refuse.

Of course, Zhang Jun didn't know what Shi Qingxuan thought now, but Zhang Jun, who got the map of Yang Gong's treasure house, did not stop, but ran to Chang'an day and night, under the Yuema Bridge in Chang'an. The real treasure is.

More than ten days later, Zhang Jun stood on the prosperous Chang'an Yuema Bridge. Chang'an itself was within the sphere of influence of the Li family. Although the Li family had just raised their troops for a long time, they had already secretly managed Chang'an for a long time before the revolt. So Chang'an's public order was still extremely rigorous. When night came, the entire city was in a curfew. Only Zhang Jun's footsteps slowly rang out in the night, and there were also patrolling soldiers around. But these soldiers seemed to have not seen Zhang Jun at all, but just left indifferently.

Under the bright moonlight, Zhang Jun was like a graceful banished immortal standing on the Yuema Bridge. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Zhang Jun secretly lowered his head and slowly played with the round yellow crystal sphere in his hand. On this yellow crystal sphere with a blood-black gas, Zhang Jun could sense the essence hidden under this crystal. Like a big lake, the wind ripples appeared, which made Zhang Jun feel a little surprised.

However, after Zhang Jun secretly played with it for a while, he was sure that the energy power in it was probably only about half, because the essence possessed by the evil emperors of all dynasties. Even if most of the essence has been lost during the infusion process, he should have the energy power of about a thousand years. However, after Zhang Jun tried it, he found that there were only hundreds of years, barely enough for three two people to have a hundred years of essence. It can be said that it is far from the name of the evil emperor's relics. Moreover, the energy power outside this relics is surrounded by infinite murderous aura and death aura. If ordinary people want to absorb this essence, at least they must first solve the death aura and murderous aura, otherwise they might have to take the lead in getting themselves crazy before they absorbed the energy.

Of course, these dead energy and murderous auras can be said to be magical medicine for some people, such as the schizophrenia Shi Zhixuan. He longs for this evil emperor's relics, but it is not for the so-called essence power. It is the murderous aura and death energy on it, which can impact one's own spirit and make up for the spiritual flaws.

Of course, only Shi Zhixuan can do this, because he is mentally ill. If others do this, they will either be crazy and enchanted by the dead energy, or they will be killed by the dead energy. The reason why Shi Zhixuan does this is to get the dead energy and murderous energy from it to impact his own spirit, so that his own split spiritual consciousness can be integrated, and thus make himself reach the level of perfection of his mind.

Zhang Jun took the evil emperor relics made of yellow crystal in his hand to his eyes, and shone hazy green and yellow light towards the light of the moon, clear and like a holy relics gem. This relics are a rare treasure for all the people in the martial arts world. As long as they absorb the essence, the few can change their physique, and in large part, they can even extend their lifespan, so that warriors can have better opportunities and time to understand the world. As long as Zhang Jun can take it to the world,

In other words, it can definitely cause a bloody storm. Especially for the Demon Sect, this is the most treasure among the treasures. Not to mention that it can improve the essence of life, it can also make up for the martial arts flaws caused by physical constitution. As for Zhu Yuyan, if she knew where the evil emperor's relics were, she could completely obtain the evil emperor's relics, and then use the essence to push the demon to the 18th level of the Heavenly Demon ** reincarnation chapter of the strongest demon **, to achieve the power of Shaoyang in pure yin.

But in Zhang Jun's hands, the holy object that countless people yearn for, was completely the same as the waste. Zhang Jun sighed and waved his hand. The evil emperor relics that countless people in the rivers and lakes were moved by, slid down into the river water under the Yuema Bridge, with a thud, splashing a ripples of water, and then there was no sound.

"No!! It seems that I was wrong in guessing that this evil emperor relic is not the sustenance of the fragments of the divine nature. In that case, the greatest possibility will be transferred to the Temple of the God of War. It's really troublesome now..." Zhang Jun said to himself, never looking at the evil emperor relic that fell to the bottom of the water again.

Just looking at the full moon, my head felt a slight pain. The Temple of War is not in a normal world. To be precise, it is likely that it will appear in an uncertain opponent in a certain period of time. Therefore, it is extremely difficult to find that place. Unless Zhang Jun himself can reach a golden level master at level A, he can feel the half plane extending out of the world.

But this is almost no less than Zhang Jun's level of breaking three levels in a short time and becoming a god directly. Because the legendary master of A-level is almost a demigod, it is not difficult to condense his divinity. In another world, even if the god descends to the material world, he would not dare to provoke a legend. Otherwise, if he is surrounded by legends, even the gods who believe in the gods will be caught as human flesh battery or specimen. From the memory of the fragments of the Nightmare God's character, Zhang Jun learned that in the world of nightmare, there was an unlucky god in the world of nightmare. After the arrival, he could only be regarded as the strength of a demigod. He was captured by a legend and was finally placed in a specimen bottle covered with barriers. He was used as the source of the energy of the magic tower.

Therefore, for Zhang Jun, these so-called essence qi are completely useless now. Their true qi and essence blood qi have long exceeded the limit that humans can reach. If he continues to absorb the essence in the evil emperor's relics, he may have to develop in the direction of the blood cow.

Therefore, Zhang Juncai was not nostalgic at all and threw away the evil emperor's relics. But at this moment, a sound of footsteps slowly came, and the two of them were slightly messy steps one after another, and the direction seemed to be on the leap bridge. When Zhang Jun heard this, he looked at the turn of the street. A graceful figure in red and white feathers came hurriedly, while a strong man behind him suddenly chased after him.

"Is this...inappropriate? Or is it a strange girl who abducted the girl?" Zhang Jun's mind was puzzled, and the two seemed to have a dispute soon. Just as Zhang Jun was about to hesitate whether to come forward to save the beauty, such as a clichéd drama. But at this moment, the two people on the street suddenly became entangled, and then... it was not suitable for children...

Damn! Two people have to find a place, Zhang Jun complained that just as Zhang Jun was about to leave, a team of patrol soldiers discovered the two of them. Even Zhang Jun couldn't stand it. Just as he was already leaving, the name of a person suddenly rang in his ears.

"Mr. Li Jing..." Zhang Jun suddenly came to his senses and turned to look at the two men and women. Then he realized that the two might seem to be Li Jing and Hong Fu Nu. Li Jing can be said to be an important person in Shuanglong's life. In the early stage, he was the mentor of the two men. However, after he abandoned Shuanglong's sister Su Su, he had a falling out with Shuanglong, and his status in the eyes of readers also dropped countless times.

Of course, Zhang Jun didn't feel anything, but this kind of person made Zhang Jun feel a little curious. He didn't know what happened between him and Hong Fu Nu, but the gossip soul quickly disappeared because Li Jing seemed to have noticed something and suddenly looked in the direction where Zhang Jun was.

"It's interesting, can you see through my illusion?" Since I was trapped by the spiritual illusion in the demon seed once, I have simulated the spiritual illusion with my own spiritual power. Therefore, Zhang Jun can ignore these patrol people. However, because the methods of using these mental powers are very superficial, the people who can be influenced by their own spiritual artistic conception are only ordinary people with instability. People like Li Jing who have been through the battlefield for a long time and are as strong as a rock can be affected.

In Li Jing's eyes, under the cold moonlight, Zhang Jun emitted a scent of sacred and demonic aura, like a demon and a fairy. The two strange temperaments made Zhang Jun look so extraordinary in Li Jing's eyes. In Zhang Jun's eyes, the ruthless but indifferent eyes were like the holy spirit ruled by heaven and earth, completely unmoved by him. Li Jing knew at first glance that this person was not a simple person, but just when he wanted to take a closer look, he found that there was no figure on the head of the Yuema Bridge. Zhang Jun had already left, Chang'an.

There are not many things that can make Zhang Jun pay attention to. It seems that the next step is to go to Luoyang. The first is that the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Association needs to be prepared, and the second is that the divine fragments in the Heshi Bi need to be recycled. The third is that the fateful show between the Yinkui Sect of the Demon Sect and the descendants of Cihang Jingzhai is about to be staged. Zhang Jun doesn't want to miss this good show. Of course, at that time, Zhang Jun will be able to meet his two disciples and all the people he is familiar with, but I don't know if he will bring him any surprises at that time? (To be continued.

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