At this time, Qin Lan, Qin Yu and the others also encountered a very difficult situation. The manpower in Linzhou was far less than that of the monks in Yanzhou, but the combat power of several Nascent Souls exceeded that of Yanzhou by a large margin. Silver Armor's
The monks in Yanzhou were like wheat, being thrown into pieces by the large-scale spells of Qin Lan, Qin Wudi and others. It often required more than ten Nascent Soul monks from the opponent to gather their magic to defend against an attack.
Lu Wuying, Yingsha and other hidden killers, in cooperation with the servants of the gods, have placed dozens of golden-armored Nascent Souls. Their devastating attacks caused heavy casualties to the Yanzhou monks, but they still rushed up like crazy, not caring at all.
Life and death are at heart.
At first, Qin Wudi and the others thought it was the Yanzhou monks who fought bravely, but later they discovered that some of them had been beaten to death twice and yet they could still stand up and fight. The Nascent Souls immediately felt that something was wrong.
The world of nothingness is quiet, empty, and far away, and even the sky is still.
Zhang Cong observed calmly, and took a tentative step to sell. Suddenly, the still sky suddenly changed color. Lead-colored red clouds filled the sky almost instantly, and then the originally empty vast land suddenly started to appear.
It turned into a dangerous stone forest.
The dark and ugly boulders were intertwined with canines. Looking around, Zhang Cong felt as if he had entered the mouth of a giant beast. Suddenly, a burst of thunder accompanied by countless lightnings struck directly at Zhang Cong, turning the stone forest into a sea of thunder.
Zhang Cong, who passed through the Thunder Tribulation Array and the Thunder Lake, didn't even raise his eyebrows. He walked through the thunder sea like a real breeze. The terrifying thunder didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. After a few breaths, Zhang Cong crashed into another person.
One world.
It turned out to be a mountain peak that reached into the sky. Zhang Cong was standing on the top of the mountain like a pillar of heaven, watching the clouds rolling and relaxing in front of him, and the stars spinning around.
The huge stars almost hit the side of the sky pillar. The huge pressure made people feel their insignificance and powerlessness immediately. A few rays of light flashed from time to time in the darkness in the distance, and suddenly a section larger than the planet appeared.
With one turn of his body, countless stars exploded, and billions of creatures followed the stars like dust and turned into a ray of brilliance in the galaxy.
A huge impact brought up a cloud of dust, which directly threw Zhang Cong into a lava purgatory.
The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, the bridge of bones and the river of souls, the shrill screams almost made people's spiritual platforms collapse. Zhang Cong walked slowly on the bridge made of countless bones with his hands behind his back. In the lava purgatory under the bridge, there were howling and screaming ghosts.
He kept climbing up, and some bone claws even grabbed onto the legs of his trousers.
Suddenly, a huge stone tablet at the end of the bridge flashed with blood, and four big words appeared: You are here too. Zhang Cong laughed loudly, waved his sleeves and shouted: "Get away."
A gust of wind brought him to a vast water world again.
After walking around and experiencing the Eight Innate Realms, Zhang Cong suddenly showed a strange smile on his face. Although from the perspective of attribute formations alone, the Eight Kings Palace can be considered the ultimate, but this Hongdong Formation,
It seems that they are far from being evolved to the extreme.
Although from the very beginning, the two rituals of life were divided into four images to develop the innate Bagua, but a good innate Hongdong array was forcibly refined into eight independent arrays, and the original changes were completely eliminated.
, causing the essence of the formation to be lost.
Zhang Cong shook his head. He originally wanted to experience the feeling of a small world, but he didn't expect this to be the result.
Zhang Cong's Divine Mansion is now a small world. Although it is far from perfect and he doesn't know how to use it yet, it is really a world of spiritual power, not such an illusion array.
Zhang Cong stood in a barren ancient city on the sand sea. Suddenly, the magic eye in front of his forehead turned into a black spot. A huge suction force instantly twisted everything in front of him into chaos, a sea of thunder, and a cave of fire.
The whole world and poisonous lake turned into a colorful whirlwind, and was finally sucked into the Spiritual Lake by the black hole of Famu.
There was a violent roar in Zhang Cong's body, and a dazzling golden light erupted from his body. His cultivation reached the peak of the late stage of foundation establishment. The small world of the Divine Mansion trembled, and the golden elixir was about to condense.
At this moment, a terrifying throbbing suddenly erupted in the entire small world. Even the Qinglan Sword and Holy Turtle Armor nourished in the spiritual spring immediately sank under the divine spring, and the huge spiritual lake set off a huge torrential wave.
Waves, in the entire space, the remaining small porcelain bottles shining with silver light were circling around the spiritual lake in excitement, as if they were welcoming the arrival of something.
A dazzling golden light rose from the ground of Linghu Lake, and a golden ball as big as a face floated up from Linghu Lake. Zhang Cong took a look and saw that it was the strange pearl fruit that had been silent for a long time.
The pearl fruit that had swallowed Zhang Cong's spiritual liquid several times had not only grown in size, but also turned into a huge egg. Inside the egg shell that had become very thin, a golden thing was constantly squirming, as if it was about to hatch out.
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At this time, Zhang Cong ignored the Eight Kings Palace surrounding him and focused almost all his energy on the changes in the Divine Palace.
But the eight palace masters surrounding him were already suffering terribly.
Zhang Cong swallowed the Hongdong formation they had set up together, which had greatly damaged the spiritual power of the eight people. Now the huge coercion emanating from Zhang Cong's body dragged them into a quagmire formed by spiritual power. They couldn't escape even if they couldn't escape.
Without any strength, the eight people just felt that the spiritual power all over their bodies could not stop adding to the spiritual whirlpool around them, which scared the eight people out of their wits.
Suddenly, a huge mouth appeared on the huge egg. The huge mouth full of sharp teeth bit off a large piece of the egg shell, and then a clicking sound rang out in Zhang Cong's mansion.
When he got up, in the blink of an eye, all the large-faced egg shells were eaten away. A small golden beast with round eyes was crawling on the surface of the Linghu Lake, looking around curiously.
It looks like a little local dog, but its head takes up half of its body. It looks not only funny but also weird. There is a bulge on the forehead, like a soft horn, and the whole body is chubby, as if it has a layer of brocade-like growth.
It has short hair, but its four short and sturdy legs have three pointed toes like a pangolin.
The little beast's eyes suddenly focused on the small porcelain bottle, and he opened his mouth wide, using a huge suction force to suck the small silver bottle directly into his mouth.
Zhang Cong was frightened. Before he could get this little thing that could eat anything out of the divine palace, he saw a sudden movement on the little guy's belly, and countless huge bumps bulged up. The little beast was so painful that he was lying in the spiritual pool.
He was rolling inside, opened his mouth, and spit out the small bottle.
The little bottle circled around it a few times. The little guy was obviously scared and no longer dared to look at the small bottle. Then he saw the silver light of the small porcelain bottle flash, and the chubby little beast suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Cong.
on the shoulders.
With the appearance of the little beast, a dazzling light suddenly appeared from the Taoist Sword in Zhang Cong's hand. In the light, there was a huge yellow beast shadow with a big mouth roaring, as if it wanted to swallow the sky and the earth, swallowing everything.
, Zhang Cong's face was stunned, and he grabbed the fleshy little thing with a look of disbelief on his face.
This little guy could actually be an ancient gold-swallowing beast?
The little gold-swallowing beast was born and drank almost half of the spiritual pool of Zhang Cong Shen Mansion. The throbbing caused by swallowing the spiritual energy of the Hongdong formation suddenly disappeared, and the signs of becoming a pill disappeared.
The blooming shadow of the Dao Dao Sword actually caused a huge reaction in the little guy. He almost broke away from Zhang Cong's hand and merged into the shadow of the Sky-Swallowing Beast. Zhang Cong quickly grabbed it and said with a smile: "You still have it?"
You're little, you can't enter Dao Jian when you're older, I have to feed you first."
At this time, the eight palace masters of the Eight Kings Palace were less than five steps away from Zhang Cong. They were desperately struggling back. Looking at Zhang Cong's eyes, they were more frightened than seeing a ghost. They still don't know that this person looks like a human or animal.
This harmless boy did nothing but just stood there and created such a huge spirit-devouring array. Is he the incarnation of an immortal?
Zhang Cong touched the big head of the little gold-swallowing beast and said, "Go and eat. These eight Nascent Souls will be your first meal."
With a golden light, the little guy jumped directly onto the shoulder of the master of the Thunder Palace. He opened his mouth, and a Nascent Soul shining with thunder struggled and was sucked into its mouth. The whole process took only the blink of an eye.
After several shrill screams, the eight genuine Nascent Soul cultivators turned into mummies. Only then did Zhang Cong begin to pay attention to the movements around him. He didn't understand why the battle, which was clearly a crushing battle, hadn't ended yet.
With a flash of purple light, Qin Yu suddenly appeared next to Zhang Cong and said angrily: "There is something wrong with these monks from the Yan Kingdom. We have killed them at least three times so far. Except for those who have had their spiritual power sucked away by the servants of gods and ghost kings,
Except for the mummies, the rest can be resurrected no matter how they die, it’s like a ghost.”
Zhang Cong laughed: "Why don't you use the power of the netherworld to look for it? Is there something up to something?"
Qin Yu became even more annoyed: "Why didn't you look for it? I found a weird thing that has been wandering around here, but it has no fixed unknown at all, and almost no spiritual power. Not only me, but also my grandfather, eldest sister, and the others let go
I've searched all over with my spiritual consciousness, but I can't find the exact location. I still can't determine what it is."
Zhang Cong asked doubtfully: "Is it more powerful than Lin Zhen's soul-controlling spell?"
Qin Yu nodded: "Lin Zhen's is a small path, but this is completely different. I have space attributes, so I feel that the person who casts the spell does not seem to be in this space. He should also be a master of the way of space.
If we can't catch him, we don't know how long this battle will last. No matter how powerful we are, we will be exhausted sooner or later in the face of endless attacks."
Suddenly in the icy rain, a silver light from the little Chilong fell on Qin Yu's shoulder. He looked at the little gold-swallowing beast in Zhang Cong's arms with a wary expression and asked: "Why did this thing come out of its shell so quickly? It's even more important now."
It’s so lively, I don’t want to live with it anymore, don’t accidentally eat me again.”