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Jiang Ling looked at the small steaming cauldron and said: "The function of this refining cauldron is probably to absorb the energy of the soul from outside and refine it into a special kind of elixir. It is prepared for this. In other words, this is the eye of the formation outside. Therefore, the spiritual power of the outside world will always gather here."

"I guess, this tripod will not be activated under normal conditions, and it will only start refining when the cauldron cover is combined with it. And this refining process requires a lot of soul and energy as materials. This mausoleum The people here have all died long ago, so we can only get materials from the outside world.”

As she spoke, she slowly turned to Su Yuzhu beside her, staring at Su Yuzhu so that the latter shivered for a while.

"You came here more than ten days ago with this tripod cover in your arms, and this is when the monster disaster in the city began to appear. If this assumption is true, it is because you accidentally brought the tripod cover here and combined it with the tripod body , that's why it started the 'refining'—that is, it released the demon elephant that aroused people's inner demons, and prepared to activate the soul-devouring formation around the city outside."

"Although you may not mean it, but if this guess is true, it means..." Jiang Ling's voice sank, "In a sense, you are the direct cause of the demon disaster in the city. .”

The room suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes focused on Su Yuzhu behind him.

Upon hearing these words, the boy's expression changed.

"You...what did you say?" Su Yuzhu shouted, "What demon disaster? I don't know at all!"

"So I said, I'm just guessing. And even if the guess is true, you are only the fuse, not the main culprit."

Jiang Ling looked at the little cauldron behind her again: "In the final analysis, there are still many loopholes in my guess just now. And the most core one is-what exactly is this cauldron refined? And who is it for? Now it seems that it can only be..."

"Now is not the time to dwell on this issue."

At this time, it was Xie Tianyang who interrupted her: "The purpose of our coming here is to destroy the eyes of the formation. First find a way to stop the operation of this spiritual weapon, and it will not be too late to discuss other issues later. "

This statement received the silent approval of the crowd. Everyone stopped questioning and turned their gazes back to the small cauldron behind.

"If it's really like what I just said,

Then as long as you take off the cauldron cover, you should be able to stop the operation of this spiritual weapon..." Jiang Ling narrowed her eyes, "But... I'm afraid it's not that simple. "

"Since it's a spiritual weapon, it might be connected to the blessed land. If you touch it rashly, you don't know what will happen." Wu Hao said, "I think it's better to use some sealing techniques first to see if it can be suppressed first , let’s talk about other things.”

This statement was unanimously approved by everyone, and several people immediately began to prepare. Only Jiang Ling walked past Su Yuzhu intentionally or unintentionally, and gave him a cold look.

She didn't speak directly, but the warning eyes said it all.

Everything is speculation now, she asked herself that she is not qualified to interrogate Su Yuzhu. But obviously, the timing of this boy's appearance here was too coincidental, and she had already begun to doubt it.

Su Yuzhu looked at those eyes, and felt a little cold in the back of his head for a while.

It's just a group of mortals, so what if they really died--if it was a few days ago, he would probably have answered Jiang Ling's statement just now.

Because he is a spirit person, a person chosen by the spirit energy, and he is different from those powerless mortals, and he is born above everyone. People who were ignorant were nothing compared to people like him—that was what he had been told, and he had always believed.

But now, facing the power of this group of people, he was a little speechless.

He stood there watching a few people busy setting up the formation, secretly clenched his fists, and was about to say something. But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A muffled thunderous sound came from behind, and everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look at the open inner hall door at the rear. It slammed shut!

"This is?"

This change was completely unexpected. Just as they were about to take a closer look, Han Jiangchen, who had been silent beside him, suddenly changed his expression.

Without waiting for the reaction of others, he suddenly jumped up and stabbed his sword in the air. There were a few crisp bangs, and several whistling crossbow arrows were blocked in the air. The force even made his blade tremble slightly!

what happened?

The strange shape came into view, and everyone couldn't help being shocked, and Su Yuzhu's hairs in the corner exploded even more - those few crossbow arrows were coming towards him, if it wasn't for Han Jiangchen's quick reaction, he would have become a man by now. corpse.

"Back!"

Han Jiangchen yelled heavily, and did not stop after receiving the crossbow arrow, but retreated hastily, raising his sword forward.

And in the direction of his sword pointing, in the shadow of the surrounding lights, hundreds of pairs of will-o'-the-wisp eyes lit up at some point!

The sound of footsteps came from all directions, as if an army of ten thousand cavalry was stepping across the desert.

The people subconsciously stood up with their backs, took out their weapons, stared at the shadow in front of them, and gradually tightened their pupils in unison.

Surrounded from all sides, it really is an iron cavalry, there are hundreds or thousands of people. They were all holding elite soldiers and sharp weapons that showed their radiance, and they were surrounded in the center by a series of blade lights.

None of the soldiers wore helmets, and the colors on their faces were ashen, without a trace of blood. Mingming made a hard sound like rubbing stones when he moved his steps, but in their eyes, the steps seemed to be floating in the air, surrounding them at an extremely fast speed.

I don't know if it was a hallucination under tension or something, but at this moment they only felt the breath of the battlefield blowing towards their faces. He was clearly in the mausoleum and palace, but the field was instantly turbulent, and gold and iron shook!

Before they could think about the situation clearly, a burst of cold air hit.

The Yin soldiers didn't pause at all. The moment they appeared, countless cold lights had already stood up in the dust and smoke, and the smoke swept forward with the momentum of breaking bamboo, and it seemed that they had already launched a charge at them!

boom! clang!

Fist wind and sword light rushed out at the same time, Wu Hao and Han Jiangchen jumped forward first, spirit wind and sword shadow aroused around them, and they were already in close contact with the incoming Yin soldiers!

Both of them are already foundation-building monks, and their instantaneous power bursts cannot be underestimated.

Amidst the clanging sound, the spirit sword in Han Jiangchen's hand slashed around and collided with the thrusting spear and halberd, sending out sparks.

Wu Hao took advantage of this gap to step forward, and punched the Yin soldier in the front with all his strength. He heard a click, and the chest of the Yin soldier immediately cracked, revealing that the inside was actually hollow!

"Stone figurines?" Wu Hao was slightly taken aback.

"No." Han Jiangchen who was next to him saw this scene, but his expression suddenly became ugly, "There is... someone inside this figurine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the stone man who had been punched by Wu Hao stand up unsteadily again, raising his gun forward.

It still has that terrifying hole in its body, but it doesn't seem to affect its movements at all!

"Is this thing refined with human souls?" Jiang Ling, who was behind, immediately understood the meaning of his phrase "someone" and took the initiative to translate Korean.

Han Jiangchen responded, "Not only is there someone inside, but there is also protective spiritual power on the surface."

"No wonder the history books say that the Qin army never wore protection in battle, but they were still brave and good at fighting..."

Hearing these words, Wu Hao swept across the front with his fist again: "This is obviously a defensive method only available to cultivators. Maybe Qin was able to destroy the six kingdoms at the beginning, relying on the army formed by cultivators!"

"These questions, wait until we beat them back!"

Xie Tianyang also heard what they said, but shouted out loud: "Keep the defensive position just now, Wu Hao and Han Jiangchen you two will contain them in front, and use magic to solve the rest."

He yelled like this, but his heart couldn't help shaking slightly.

In his opinion, these Yin soldiers are obviously the product of the refining method.

And according to what Bailiyu taught him, the most difficult part of this art of refining is to refine the living soul.

He needs to rely on the help of his teacher and spiritual weapons to refine a monster with a new spiritual intelligence; but right now, there are so many refined products of human souls in this emperor's tomb.

This is not something that can be piled up only by the amount of piles. To refine these, how high is the cultivation base and how exquisite the technique is to do it?

In the state of Qin more than 2,000 years ago, would there be craftsmen of this level?

But surprise was nothing but surprise, while speaking, his movements didn't stop.

Before he finished speaking, the handsome chess piece in his hand was already shining with inspiration. At the same time, several spells next to Jiang Ling lit up.

The talisman burned in the air, and the red dragon and snake at the rear screamed and jumped up at the same time. Under the cover of Wu and Han in front, spiritual fire and demon flames spewed out at the same time, bombarding the stone figurines.

These are all flames that can burn the soul, through the opening made by the two just now, the flames went straight into the body of the stone figurine!

The soul was burned, and the will-o'-the-wisps in the eyes of the first few Yin soldiers immediately extinguished, and they scattered on the ground with a splash. The soldiers behind immediately stepped up, but before they could step over the "corpse" of their companions, the black fire pills were thrown on the ground in a few moments. their faces.

"Boom boom boom—"

This thing is much easier to use than a sword, and the first few stone figurines were immediately blown into pieces of broken stone, falling into the soul-burning spiritual flame, and immediately burned without a sound.

Holding a few fire pills in his hand, Yuan Qingqing cautiously watched the group of Yin soldiers in front of him.

With Xie Tianyang's reminder just now, she didn't dare to consume too much, she just stood behind as a cover. Fortunately, the four of Wu Jianghan and Xie in the front cooperated in a tacit understanding. Although they were struggling, they barely maintained this line of defense.

The authorities are confused by the onlookers, and she dissociates from the battle, but she also sees the source of these dark soldiers.

"These things... seem to be rushing towards that bronze cauldron!"

Her words reminded everyone, and when they looked around, they realized that the group of Yin soldiers had spread out an encirclement circle centered on the small tripod, interspersed and divided among them, as if they were going to guard the altar where the tripod was placed in the center.

But at this time, on the altar in the center, several bronze figures that originally guarded the small cauldron had changed their postures.

The rest of the bronze men still kept kneeling and supporting the tripod, but the only armor-piercing bronze man in the front stood up at some point, with one hand raised above his head, maintaining a strange posture.

Before they could see clearly, the situation changed again.

A strange muffled sound suddenly reverberated on the field, as if an ancient trumpet sounded invisible, the sound was not loud, but it seemed to go straight to the soul, making people's head buzzing.

At this time, Su Yuzhu, who was guarded on the edge, sniffed his nose, suddenly raised his hand, pointed to a corner of the Yin soldier team and said, "Over there!"

Everyone subconsciously glanced in the direction of his finger, and then their faces sank.

Accompanied by this strange sound, the group of Yin soldiers split apart as if they were afraid of something, and in the gap, a golden light appeared in the corner of the group like a ghost.

It was a golden man with a golden body, holding a long sword and wearing armor similar to other Yin soldiers, but his figure was unusually tall, his height alone seemed to be close to two meters, standing out from the crowd like a chicken.

The moment he appeared, Qianjun's pressure hit like a torrent.

It is different from ordinary high-level monsters. If it is said that what the big demon brings is only fear, then in the face of this kind of existence, one can only involuntarily want to worship.

It was an irresistible majesty, the majesty from "people".

The coercion was overwhelming, and the few people fighting in the front only felt that their breathing was stagnant, and they took a step back unconsciously.

On the other hand, under the influence of this golden man, the eyes of the Yin soldiers in front suddenly became green flames, as if their morale had been boosted, and their combat power instantly increased.

"The spiritual power on them has increased."

Han Jiangchen gave a reminder, and the next second a long halberd slammed into the spirit sword in his hand. It was just the power from an ordinary Yin soldier, but now it actually knocked him back a step.

He tried his best to keep his feet steady, and while slashing his sword against the group of Yin soldiers, he stared at the golden man in the team, sweating on his forehead.

What other people feel is only the invisible pressure, but in his eyes, all the intangibles become tangible.

The moment the golden man appeared, he seemed to be able to see a bunch of tornadoes rising in front of him, and the wind swept all the Yin soldiers inside, and the golden figure was the eye of the wind itself that was compressed to the extreme.

He wasn't sure what level of fluctuation it was, but it was clear that even if five people gathered at this time, they might not necessarily be able to suppress the power of the golden man, not to mention the presence of a large number of Yin soldiers around.

More importantly - is there only one such character?

His heart tightened suddenly, and he hesitated secretly for half a second, whether he didn't say the essence of the threat.

Now everyone is extremely nervous. Knowing the truth in this state will only hurt their morale and make them overwhelmed by psychological pressure faster.

But even if he didn't say it, the pressure had actually fallen on several people.

Jiang Ling was the first to discover something was wrong.

At the same time as the golden man appeared, the spells burning around her began to spin out of control.

Obviously she did not withdraw her spiritual power, but all the spells in her hand were suddenly extinguished.