It can amplify the soul power of the caster three times and then release it, forming soul deterrence and suppression for all enemies within a few miles.
Such spiritual skills, combined with Zhong Wen's soul power that is not inferior to the realm of chaos, can simply be described as unreasonable.
What's even more frightening is that he now possesses one-tenth of the "Overlord Body" and possesses an unparalleled domineering imperial aura, which can inadvertently frighten the enemy's spirit and make them kneel down and surrender.
The combination of these two terrifying abilities can be called mental PUA reaching its extreme. In the blink of an eye, an army of 100,000 people collapsed mentally and fell to the ground. The mournful wails came one after another, resounding throughout the world.
A master of the Soul Realm like Ye Ya actually turned up his pupils under Zhong Wen's mental pressure, foamed at the mouth, and trembled violently all over as he lay prone on the ground, as if he was a salted fish that had been electrocuted.
He couldn't even lift his head, and his miserable appearance was unbearable to look at.
As for the ordinary soldiers, their expressions were dull, their eyes were empty, some were unconscious, some were fainting, some were holding their heads and crying, some were leaking feces and urine, and many of those with weaker cultivation levels were immediately shattered and died.
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On the other hand, the soldiers of the Jinyao Empire were all calm and frightened, and seemed completely unaware of the aura emanating from Zhong Wen.
Just relying on momentum alone, annihilated the 100,000-strong army of Silver Moon Garden?
What the hell kind of strength is this?
Even the late emperor couldn't do it, right?
Is he really in the soul state?
How can humans be so strong?
I have worked so hard for so many years studying the art of war and perfecting tactics, but what is the point?
Sure enough, the numerical advantage in front of the truly strong is just a joke?
Looking at the unbelievable sight in front of him, Marshal Brin couldn't help but be stunned. Apart from being shocked, he suddenly felt endless unwillingness and loneliness in his heart.
There are not a few people on the scene who hold this idea.
It can be said that Zhong Wen single-handedly changed the definition of the word "strong" for all the soldiers of Jin Yao's army.
Among the entire silver army, the only one who has not yet fallen is Yu Kong Chan.
At this time, his eyes were red, and he knelt on one knee, supporting his body with trembling hands, biting his lip tightly with his teeth, and blood kept slipping from the corners of his mouth. His whole body was swaying, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any time. Where could he stand?
Is there any trace of the handsome, carefree, and suave person you used to be?
Can't win, absolutely can't win!
Even if Her Majesty the Queen comes in person, it is impossible to defeat him!
He is not human!
He is the devil!
At this time, he was full of despair and panic, and his heart was full of despair, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. No matter how hard he struggled, he could no longer think of any resistance.
The majestic white figure above his head was like an insurmountable mountain. An extraordinary existence that could never be reached had carved a deep mark on his heart and left an indelible wound.
He knew that even if he was lucky enough to escape today, his state of mind would have plummeted. Not only was he hopeless, but it was unclear whether he could keep his soul state in perfect condition. Moreover, this psychological trauma would probably haunt him for the rest of his life, and he would never be able to do it again.
Get rid of.
"I said I would give all of you a way to survive."
At some point, Zhong Wen's domineering figure appeared in front of him. Just because he was closer, Yu Kongchan's pressure increased greatly. He suffered from heart failure and almost fell down on the spot. "You survived, so you can leave."
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"What's the difference between living like this and dying?"
Yukong Chan slowly raised his head, his eyes were dull, and he said with all hope, "Why don't you give me a good time."
"You must also know my strength."
Zhong Wen's eyes were sharp, and a sharp cold light suddenly shot out from his eyes, "I hope you can go back and bring a message to the Lord of your domain. From now on, the Jinyao Empire will be protected by the shore of Tutu. If you dare to attack again,
, don’t blame me for my bad temper, I will go to your ‘Silver Moon Garden’ in person.”
"The shore of the land?"
Yu Kongchan looked at him blankly, "What is that?"
Zhong Wen chuckled and said, "You will know soon."
"Okay, I remember."
After being stunned for a long time, Yu Kongchan finally stood up with difficulty, wandered to Ye Ya, grabbed his limp body, then moved a few steps sideways, and grabbed the army commander with his other hand.
Feng Luoyang replied feebly, "I will take your words to you."
After that, he jumped up, grabbed the two of them and went straight up into the sky, gradually getting further and further away, and soon turned into a small black dot that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.
At this moment, Zhong Wen could read endless loneliness and decadence from his back.
"Why not kill him?"
Zhuma's charming voice came from behind, "This is the corpse of the Great Perfection of Soul Realm. It would be a pity to miss it."
"Silver Moon Garden has a Chaos Realm Master after all."
Zhong Wen sighed softly, and the smile on his face gradually faded away, "Annihilating this hundred thousand army would be a shock to the mountain. If we also kill her right and left arm, we would go too far. There is no guarantee that it will not be self-defeating. If forced,
If she is so anxious, she will most likely take her anger out on Ilia. How can a person from the Chaos Realm take full revenge? I can't stay in Jinyao Imperial City forever. I will leave sooner or later. She will not have the Chaos Realm protecting her by then.
, and how to deal with it?”
"Isn't it easy to have a realm of chaos to protect her?"
Zhuma rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Now that I have the corpse refining scripture you gave me, I just need to take the corpse of the old man..."
Illya's complexion changed slightly, and her expression was indescribably complicated.
"Zhuma, don't say any more."
Before Zhuma could finish his sentence, Zhong Wen had already shaken his head and waved his hands repeatedly, "Although the corpses in the Chaos Realm are tempting, there are some things that you absolutely cannot do."
"oh."
Seeing his resolute attitude, Zhuma curled her lips in disappointment and glanced at the hundreds of thousands of Silver Moon Garden troops scattered on the ground. Suddenly she rolled her eyes and had a new idea, "Sister Ilia, what are you going to do with these people?"
deal with?"
"As usual, the strong ones will be taken back and trained as slaves, while the weak ones who are seriously injured will be killed directly."
Illya couldn't understand her thoughts, so she smiled and replied, "If Sister Zhuma is interested, what's the harm in giving them all to you?"
"Really?"
Zhuma's eyes lit up, and she quickly stepped forward, hugged her arm affectionately and said, "Sister Illya is better."
"Zhuma, this is a hundred thousand people!"
Zhong Wen broke into a cold sweat when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you planning to turn them all into zombies?"
"Not at all?"
Zhuma made a face at him, "You idiot Zhong Wen, how can he carry so many corpses?"
"Then you want to...?"
Zhong Wen was so amused by her playful and charming expression that he recalled the ten days of "fierce battle" in his mind unconsciously. His whole body felt hot for a while, and it took him a long time to regain his composure and asked calmly.
"One hundred people, just one hundred people."
Zhuma smiled brightly, and the silver-gray aura spurted out from his body, turning into countless sharp spikes and shooting towards the Silver Moon Garden soldiers lying on the ground, "But it must be the hundred strongest."
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"Puff puff!"
A series of crisp sounds echoed between heaven and earth. Before countless Silver Moon Garden soldiers could recover from the pressure of Zhong Wen's soul, they were mercilessly pierced through their bodies. Screams came one after another, cracking rocks and piercing the clouds.
A small number of those with stronger cultivation still retained some consciousness, feeling the terrifying murderous intention contained in the silver-gray spikes, and instinctively made dodge or resist movements.
However, these people's cultivation level was far inferior to that of Zhuma, and they were severely injured by Zhong Wen. All their struggles were in vain. In just a few dozen breaths, an army of 100,000 people was killed and only a hundred people were left. The methods were so cold and cruel.
Even Marshal Brin couldn't help but be secretly frightened when he saw it.
"very good."
Zhuma chuckled lightly, stretched out her white jade-like index finger and lightly hooked it, "It's you."
The silver-gray spikes all over the battlefield suddenly changed shape and turned into round tentacles. They wrapped around the necks of the hundred people with lightning speed, and then quickly tightened. No matter how hard the opponent struggled, they would never relax.
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Until these hundreds of people suffocated to death, the silver-gray tentacles changed again, turning into clouds of mist again, and penetrated directly from the mouths and noses of these people.
"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"
Not long after, these one hundred human soldiers had turned into ferocious eyes, ferocious faces, and kept roaring from their mouths, as if they were in the form of corpses.
"seal up!"
Seeing this, Zhuma nodded with satisfaction, suddenly put his hands together and let out a sweet cry.
The silver-gray aura that permeated the surroundings received the order and suddenly surged toward the hundred corpses, quickly disappearing from their bodies.
In just ten breaths, there was no longer any silvery gray breath in the world. However, these one hundred zombies still roared and moved freely, as if they did not need energy supplies.
Needless to say, this technique is naturally the method of preserving corpses that Zhuma learned from the "Corpse Refining Sutra".
This girl, the title of "Queen of Monsters" is not enough. Does she want to be a "Queen of Zombies" again?
Looking at Zhuma who was communicating cordially with a hundred zombie species, Zhong Wen couldn't help but secretly complain, but deep down in his heart, he was somewhat envious and jealous.
etc!
What do you envy her for?
I can do it too!
At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and with a flick of his right hand, a silver-gray aura shot out from his fingertips, and landed silently on a corpse not far away.
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