Refining Kingdom of Shadows is not troublesome. The nine shadow rings themselves are artifacts of the same origin.
When Zhang Ziyu put them into the furnace of the processing workshop, they had already begun to show signs of fusion.
Zhang Ziyu followed the refining method of the Kingdom of Shadows and continuously poured strange and powerful spells into them, and then all the shadow rings turned into a ball of shadow power.
They continuously blended and gathered, and then under the guidance of the spell, they turned into terrifying ghost gloves like the drawings.
In half a day, a ghost-faced glove, shrouded in shadow and half-exposure, appeared in front of Zhang Ziyu.
Zhang Ziyu stretched out his hand to put it on, and then immediately recognized its owner, and powerful power instantly filled his body.
With two thousand points of energy blessing, even the Death Scepter and Desert God Amulet are a few points behind it.
"Tara is at the sixth level of strength after all, and those ghost shadow generals are actually not weak. With such blessings, it's not bad. It's just that this Kingdom of Shadows seems a bit too small."
Zhang Ziyu sensed the dimensional world inside the Shadow Kingdom Glove. In this shadow dynasty, thousands of shadow corps were sleeping inside, surrounded by void and only a piece of land the size of an island.
The area looks quite big, but it's nothing compared to reality.
If you want the Kingdom of Shadows to grow bigger, there are only two ways. One is to let this glove slowly accumulate the power of shadows, and the second is to absorb the power of the same source so that it can quickly complete the accumulation.
Zhang Ziyu immediately thought of Tara's country. He smiled and treated it as waste.
He came out of the Monster Ranch, wearing the Shadow Kingdom Gloves on his hands. The power of the shadows was activated, and the black shadows gathered into a dark and ancient doorway.
This doorway leads to the Shadow Realm of Jackie Chan's Adventures, which is where Tara controls.
According to common sense, if it were not for Tara, the door to this dimension would never be opened again. After all, no other person would have mastered the power of such a shadow.
But it's a pity that when Zhang Ziyu puts on this glove, the power of controlling the shadow is as simple as the instinct of eating and drinking.
He didn't even use the talisman like when he summoned General Tara for the first time. He summoned the gate with just a slight click.
He smiled and strode in. Darkness instantly enveloped the surrounding environment. Looking around, everything was the color of shadows, the red sky, the dark land, and the palace with obvious Japanese style, completely sleeping in the palace.
Among them, the ghostly shadow troops stood upright one by one.
Zhang Ziyu activated the glove in his hand, and the power of the shadow extended out around the glove, divided into ten parts, and landed less than five meters in front of Zhang Ziyu.
The shadows transformed into human forms, all of which were terrifying ghost generals wearing armor and almost one foot tall.
Their eyes were red, with an icy aura, and the aura on their bodies was very powerful. They almost had the strength of half a sixth level.
As for Tara, who is standing in the middle and taking the lead, her power has reached level six.
The Shadow Kingdom Gloves continuously consume Zhang Ziyu's energy, but this output is just a drop in the bucket for Zhang Ziyu.
For a guy with an extremely strong foundation like him, when he reaches the seventh level and is the lord of several worlds and dimensions, his energy has already reached a terrifying level.
"Eat the world."
He gave the order directly, and the shadow kingdom of Tara was the nourishment he chose.
"As commanded."
The ten ghost generals each chose a direction, exuding the power of terrifying shadows.
They are constantly intertwined with this world, and then use the power of shadow to smash all the materials in this world, devour them, and transform them into more powerful forces.
Every step they take, the shadows around them will be involved in them, and the vortex with them as the center will become larger and larger, until it gradually becomes a dark tornado.
As time passed, the ten ghost generals greedily devoured everything in the Shadow Kingdom. When night fell, the entire Shadow Kingdom was finally completely swallowed up.
The shadow almost disappeared, the material almost collapsed, everything turned into the power of the shadow and became the sustenance of the glove.
It was under the support of such a shadow dimension that the Shadow Kingdom space in the glove underwent earth-shaking changes, and the One Hundred Thousand Ghost Shadow Corps was born in this space.
"A month seems to be almost there."
Zhang Ziyu estimated the time, waved his hand and recalled the ten ghost generals into his gloves, and then came out of the Kingdom of Shadows.
It's still a high mountain scene, not far from the Himalayas.
However, this time it was a different atmosphere than not long ago, because he could sense a different atmosphere starting to appear in the direction of the temple.
"Go over and have a look."
Zhang Ziyu knew that this aura must be related to the Holy Lord, so he rushed over to watch the show without hesitation.
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In the temple, the Holy Lord spent a month forming a magical gate in front of this huge temple.
Power lingered around the entire gate, and countless spell patterns covered all parts of the gate.
"Hurry, Holy Lord, if you want to defeat that human, don't wait any longer."
Behind the Holy Lord, a magic mirror is facing him, and this huge magic door can also be seen.
The voice came from inside the mirror, and the speaker was Basha, who was all blue, had a snake-tailed body, and had hair like tentacles.
"Wait a moment, my magic will still last for a while."
"I can't wait any longer. Thousands of years have passed."
Curlan stared at the Holy Lord. His voice was cold, but full of no doubt: "One month is coming soon. If that person is really as scary as you said, we must be prepared."
"Cu Lan, are you so careful? Hahahahaha."
Bo Gang, the demon of the mountain, interrupted Ju Lan's words, and she shouted in a rough and resonant voice: "As long as I go out, I will swallow him in one bite. How can there be so many things? The Eight Immortals no longer exist, and the Holy Lord can be outside
After so many years of freedom, times have changed long ago."
When the Holy Master heard Bo Gang demeaning himself so much, his scarlet eyes became cold and he threatened: "Bo Gang, be careful what you say."
"Stop talking nonsense and let's get started."
The Demon of Thunder interrupted the dispute between the brothers and sisters, with thunder and lightning lingering around his body. He looked at the Holy Lord: "Open the channel, we will help you defeat that human being, and then the eight of us will rule the world together."
The words of China and the Soviet Union did have an effect. Rather than belittling each other and bickering, freedom was what they wanted.
"Don't rush to kill him, it's better to catch him alive."
After the Holy Lord finished speaking, he turned around to face the portal he had built. Then the evil spell sounded, and at the same time, the Pangu Treasure Box was thrown into the air.
"boom"
From his hand, a strange red energy was injected into the ancient treasure box, and the bright green light immediately reflected from the treasure box and shot towards the Holy Lord.
The Holy Master was not in a hurry, he already had a clue, he chanted the spell again, took the mirror in his hand, and pointed it at the huge magic portal.
The light gathered in the door frame, and then on the other side of the door frame, the dimension of hell appeared in front of the Holy Lord.
A pale blue arm grabbed the door frame and slowly walked out from inside without even touching the ground. It exuded a powerful aura. It was none other than Curlan himself.