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Chapter 1457 Who is willing to fight?

The authentic spiritual treasures of the prehistoric world are extremely precious, and there are very few people in the human world. At that time, a Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella could attract the covetment of the Yuanhe Shuangsaints and the King of the Tianhai Demon Clan.

From this we can see how precious the real spiritual treasure is.

Compared with the authentic prehistoric spiritual treasures, there are only a few imitations of prehistoric spiritual treasures in the cultivation world, and their power is at most one-two-tenth of that of the genuine ones, but it is already a treasure that the Nascent Soul cultivators are rushing to.

Shen Lang had seriously experienced the power of the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella and understood how powerful the authentic prehistoric spiritual treasures were. Unexpectedly, Zhang Daoling actually had prehistoric spiritual treasures.

Not only were the old monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage from other sects, but also several Nascent Soul Stage monks from the Tianshi Sect were shocked. They had never heard of Zhang Daoling having this treasure.

The River Map and Luoshu are widely rumored to be the first secret treasure in the legendary Yunjian Continent.

Once upon a time, Taiyuan Zhenren was the owner of the Hetu Luoshu, and he relied on this treasure to cross the continent without any rivals.

"Dao... Brother Daoling, are you sure this is the Hetu Luoshu?" An old man in the middle-stage Nascent Soul in the hall widened his eyes and asked hesitantly, still a little unbelievable.

All the monks in the Yuanying stage also had some doubts. They had just heard of the Hetu Luoshu, and had never seen it with their own eyes, and did not know what abilities this legendary treasure had.

"This treasure is the Hetu Luoshu. You don't have to doubt it. It was given to me by the ancestors of the previous generation of Tianshi Sect. Although the Hetu Luoshu is an authentic prehistoric spiritual treasure, it has been damaged. It is a broken prehistoric spiritual treasure, which is probably only 60 to 70% of the original power."

Zhang Daoling explained calmly.

Everyone stared at the scroll in Zhang Daoling's palm, and they believed most of them. Zhang Daoling never brags about showing off, so the scroll should undoubtedly be the Hetu Luoshu.

Everyone was shocked. Even the damaged spiritual treasures were beyond imagination.

If this treasure against the sky can be used, tomorrow's battle situation may really turn around! "Brother Daoling, what are the functions of this River Tu Luoshu? Can you introduce it to me one or two?" asked another Nascent Soul cultivator.

Zhang Daoling comforted his thumb: "The River Map and Luoshu are divided into two parts: River Map and Luoshu. The ability of Luoshu is the deduction of the Eight Trigrams and numerology, but it has been damaged and has lost its effectiveness. The residual soul of a illusion beast, Fire Kirin, is enshrined in the River Map. If the River Map can activate the River Map with a huge amount of spiritual power, the projection clone of the Fire Kirin can be summoned from the ancient spiritual interface!"

"What!"

"Fire Kirin!"

"Isn't it that he can actually summon the clone of the Fire Qilin at least as good as his early stage in the transformation of God?"

The hall was completely boiling and turned into a vegetable market, and many people exclaimed.

Although the Qilin is not as good as the real dragon and the phoenix, it is also a superior real spirit. Even if a wisp of residual soul descends to the human world, it is an unimaginable terrifying existence.

If the Luoshu can really summon the Fire Qilin, will it be a sure victory in tomorrow's battle?

"Don't be too happy too early, please listen to me finish my words!" Zhang Daoling shouted.

The noise in the hall suddenly became less loud.

"The Fire Qilin clone can indeed reach the early stage of the God Transformation. However, due to the spiritual power limitations of the Luoshu activates the Hetu Luoshu, the summoned Fire Qilin clone has only the spiritual power cultivation level in the late stage of the Nascent Soul." Zhang Daoling continued to explain.

An old man in gray robe said, "Brother Daoling, even if the summoned Fire Qilin spiritual power is only at the late stage of the Nascent Soul, but the clone realm has the early stage of the God Transformation, it is much stronger than the ordinary late stage cultivator, right?"

Zhang Daoling nodded and said, "Yes. Although this beast is extremely sharp, it takes a huge amount of spiritual power to summon this beast's clone. At least five Nascent Soul cultivators, including me, need to work together to activate the River Tu Luoshu, and no mistakes are allowed."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall frowned.

During the match, Donglin people would not be foolishly waiting for the monks from the North Land to activate the Hetu Luoshu. Moreover, it was too exaggerated to require five people to activate the Hetu Luoshu.

In this way, there is only one way. That is, to buy time for Zhang Daoling and the other five people. As long as you persist until the Hetu Luoshu is successfully activated, the situation will be reversed.

There seems to be no other way.

The atmosphere was silent. Although things had a turnaround, it seemed to be extremely difficult.

"When the match will be against tomorrow, I will first set up a defensive formation and work with the other four fellow Taoists to activate the River Tu Luoshu. As long as this treasure can be successfully activated, there should be no suspense in this battle." Zhang Daoling said seriously.

"Senior Brother Daoling, since the Hetu Luoshu is the relics of the ancestors, how can we not go on stage? The Supreme Elders of the Tianshi Sect will join the battle!"

The six Nascent Soul cultivators from the Tianshi Sect stood up in one go, and their momentum was rising.

"Thank you, six junior brothers." Zhang Daoling nodded with a serious expression.

There was a commotion in the hall.

"If you can trust me, please don't give up. You don't want to accept the defeat silently. You give up your respective sects and leave the Yunjian Continent, right?" Zhang Daoling sighed.

"Brother Daoling, you saved our lives in the Holy Seal Canyon. My great kindness is unforgettable. I, Mr. Zhou, went to fight for Wanlong Mountain!" Zhou Ding, the head of the Supreme Leader of Wanlong Mountain, stood up and said.

Several mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were a little unable to sit still. Now that things have come to this point, they will definitely be ridiculed if they don’t express their opinions.

A few of them looked at me and I looked at you, gritted their teeth and stood up, and volunteered to go out to fight.

Soon, more than half of the people participated in the war were gathered.

The atmosphere in the hall was hot, and everyone seemed to see hope for victory again.

Shen Lang had to sigh that Zhang Daoling was a strange man. When his morale was extremely sluggish, he gave everyone hope, and he became warlike in a few words.

Perhaps, Zhang Daoling himself has a convincing ability.

"There are still two places left, so how can a fellow Taoist be willing to take the initiative to fight?" Zhang Daoling shouted. As soon as he finished speaking, the gate of the stone house was pushed open, and a feminine young man in brocade clothes strode in. It was the old demon Fengyue.

He shouted pale: "I will go to the battle too!"

Everyone was surprised. The old demon Fengyue suffered such severe injuries in the battle and even proposed to go to war.

This courage is really beyond the reach of an ordinary monk.

"Fellow Daoist Fengyue, your injury?" Zhang Daoling frowned slightly.

"What's the point? Your injury is much heavier than me. Why don't you still participate in the battle? As a great monk from the North Land, I will be ridiculed by someone to escape at this time!" The old demon Fengyue snorted coldly.

The monks' eyes gathered on the old demon Fengyue and looked awe-inspiring. Although the old demon is not decent in his usual style, he can still make people feel awe at critical moments.

"Okay!" Zhang Daoling nodded solemnly and continued to ask: "There is still the last place, who is willing to fight?"
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