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Chapter seven hundred and eighty-six, conjuring?

The wind and clouds change, and the world loses its color.

Luo Sen's silver hair fluttered, and a roar shook out, directly shattering the long pole in the distant palace.

As for the long blood-colored flag, it was stirred into nothingness by the violent spiritual energy, and nothing was left.

Luo Sen stretched out one hand and took the form of a pickup.

A abundant suction force surged.

Huang Xiaoyuan's corpse was wrapped in spiritual power and flew quickly. In an instant, he came to Luo Sen's face. Luo Sen's silver hair was fluttering, and he was as furious as a lion.

The terrifying spiritual power flowed on Luo Sen, like a sun falling from the sky, dazzling and unaware of the earth.

"Soul is back!"

"Soul is back!"

Luo Sen began to roar towards the world and everything.

An indescribable force began to permeate, like a pair of invisible big hands beginning to gather everything.

The earth cracked and the sky was covered with a thick layer of haze. The original day suddenly turned into a dark night.

Everyone looked at Luo Sen in horror.

What is this doing.

Only Qu Zhongxuan, who was familiar with Mrs. Yu, felt thoughtful and whispered: "Rosen seems to be summoning souls."

People have bodies and souls.

Death and soul scattered.

Powerful monks and warriors can cultivate their souls into souls. Even if their bodies are damaged, the souls will remain independently in the world.

However, there are still special circumstances.

Even if an ordinary person has too deep obsession after death, there is a chance that he can turn into a ghost and exist in the world.

However, weak ghosts will not exist for long. If they are strong during their lifetime, the ghosts they turn into after death may be able to survive for a longer time.

Furukawa asked in a low voice, "Can this succeed?"

"It's very difficult." Qu Zhongxuan shook his head: "Even if Huang Xiaoyuan's obsession is so deep that he can form a ghost, he may not be summoned back. They have long lost their memory and mind, and this weak ghost dispersed at once,

Maybe it will be dispersed long ago."

Furukawa seemed a little disappointed.

But Rosen obviously did not give up this glimmer of hope.

He floated in the void, enveloped the vast palace with his own power, and then kept calling.

Luo Sen didn't know if this method was useful. He had not mastered the skills of soul-summoning and had never been exposed to the methods of soul-summoning.

But he still used his own feelings and used his own strength as the guide to summon the soul.

The heaven and earth are sympathetic, vibrating and flashing.

An inexplicable yin and cold breath began to gather.

In everyone's shocked eyes, countless slight black air began to gather, and then turned into dull ghosts.

A rough estimate is that the number has exceeded more than 100,000.

More than half of these ghosts were wearing armor and holding weapons, majestic, but with a dull face and illusory body, they would disappear at any time. The rest were ordinary civilians with no threat at all.

"Damn! So many people have died."

Luo Sen couldn't help but curse.

Everyone also understood what was going on. Too many people died, which led to a large number of souls appearing.

I can't tell where Huang Xiaoyuan is at all.

Lu Yin lowered her head a little embarrassedly.

Because she basically killed these people.

The worst thing is that summoning souls only makes them condense their form, and does not help them stabilize their form.

Even though there are a large number of ghosts here and they briefly turn this place into a ghost place with rich yin energy, the yin energy here is extremely unstable.

And this is the palace.

There is a real dragon energy guarding it.

The remaining power of emperors of all generations seemed to be activated at this moment. In an instant, the dragon's power was vast and the sound of the dragon roar was endless.

Vaguely, countless golden dragon shadows soared into the sky, and the powerful force surged like a tide, instantly shaking away the yin energy.

No one expected that such a sudden change would occur.

The place where the emperor guards cannot allow ghosts to be affected by it.

"No!" Luo Sen's heart was shocked.

He wanted to stop him, but found that it was useless, because the moment the dragon energy appeared, the ghosts dispersed one after another.

Just like after the high tide, all the sand sculpture castles were easily flattened and turned into dust.

Everyone could only watch the ghosts disperse.

The yin energy disappeared.

Even if there is really Huang Xiaoyuan's ghost, it will be useless.

The true dragon energy is converging.

Everything seemed to have not happened.

Luo Sen was furious, his eyes widened, and his anger turned into a substantial flame: "Palace! Palace!"

He now wishes to razor the entire palace to the ground.

But reason told him that he could not do this.

After the incident of Tian Zhihen, he found that he had inexplicably more responsibility to the entire continent and was unwilling to cause too much turmoil.

If the entire palace is flattened, many people will definitely die in vain, and they will also waste their lives and rebuild the palace.

Although Luo Sen may not really think so, his subconscious mind would involuntarily think: Since I saved the mainland, I will always be responsible for the people of the world.

So this anger was naturally counted on Li Xuanzong's head.

"Li Xuanzong, I want you to die!"

Rosen rushed into the imperial city furiously.

There is no one to stop him. His power is too terrifying. The high power makes people unable to resist.

Zhongli died, Madam Feng died, and Xiao Wei died.

There were two spiritual emperor-level worshipers left in the palace, so they had no choice but to rush out with the help of them.

"Stop, why don't you retreat quickly. Do you want to start a war between Qianlongyuan and the Imperial Palace?" A spiritual emperor scolded and yelled.

He hopes to use justice to force the other party to retreat.

After all, Luo Sen is from Qianlongyuan.

But Luo Sen ignored it at all and released a sword energy to temporarily stop them, and then used [Angel Summoning].

The strength of the summoned angels is related to many aspects.

For example, the strength of the caster, the degree of understanding of the summoning laws, the degree of completion of skills, and even some special bloodlines can also be affected.

Although Rosen is not familiar with the laws of summoning and his skill completion is only 50%, his current strength is very terrifying.

Therefore, the summoned angels will be very powerful.

A holy light fell.

This time the angel is summoned.

The patrol of the Holy Realm represents the rebirth and annihilation of the angel.

The rich holy light soared into the sky, and a huge six-star array appeared in the air, and then a twelve-winged angel slowly descended.

His eyes were extremely cold, his wings were as holy as snow, noble and proud, and his body exuded a strong power of annihilation.

"Stop them." Luo Sen said lightly: "Don't hold back, you can only blame them for being too useless if you kill them."

These offerings are just loyal to the emperor.

Not loyal to Li Xuanzong.

Rosen didn't want to kill them, but if they couldn't even stop an angel, then let's die.

Just treat it as a punishment for overestimating their abilities.

The angel nodded, then looked at the two spiritual emperors with a cold look, and a force of annihilation began to permeate.

Feeling the aura of the angel, the two spiritual emperors smiled helplessly.

So strong.

They seem to be unable to beat...


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