When Tang Zhaozhen became familiar with Kunjian, he entered into a wonderful feeling.
He seemed to have a bird's vision, and the map of Jianzhou slowly unfolded in his mind.
No, the bird can't fly high enough. You need the legendary "artificial satellite" to have such a magical experience.
Jianzhou is very big, but I can completely see the entire mountain and river in my mind, and I can also expand or shrink the map. When he relaxed his mind, the map was like a puzzle of different colors. When his mind focused on a certain point, he could even see the meridians of every plant, tree, and even leaf on the tree.
He could see the fighting under the trees, blood and corpses everywhere. Seeing Long Yuan's Seven Stars forming a formation, they exerted a fighting power beyond their own strength and besieged the remaining members of the Kunyu Sword Sect. He saw the Snow Mountain Palace sweeping outwards with him as the center, and he was invincible to anyone who stood in his way. I saw the other young Talisman swordsmen who did not belong to any party being protected by Long Yuan and imprisoned in a small formation. I saw the basalt ice stuck in the mud withering and disintegrating, and being covered with starlight chains, like a Zongzi, and Yunlong Bing withered has long gone to someone unknown...
It seems that Long Yuan won this ups and downs battle?
There were even a few dotted maps in his mind. Those are the "relics" of Jianzhou scattered all over Kungang.
There are the White City and the Lotus Pond outside the city that he has been to, the Maze City that is still in a mess, and the mountains, cliffs, cities, and dense forests that Tang Zhao has never been to...
As long as the place opened by Kun Jian exists in his mind, he can check it with a thought. You can even intervene and pinch and rub the map into what you want.
Because he has been recognized by Kun Jian, does he control every inch of land under the power of Kun Jian?
No, it is far from being mastered. Even now, he cannot insert a single thought of his into Kun Sword. He is still a bystander, he is just more familiar with the sword. If I was a stranger I didn't hate before, now I'm probably...a friend I can talk to?
What he can do is not to adjust the pieces on the chessboard at will like a chess player, but to influence it through the friend in his hand.
Just... pretty handy, right?
Now, Kun Jian is carrying out his will, and the huge Jianzhou is shrinking little by little. Now it has shrunk to the point where everyone can fight again. The original Jianzhou Island is coming back.
It's just... there is no more sea outside the island.
The seawater outside Jianzhou Island is brought by Jianfa's "coastline". Although it looks endless, it is actually far less vast than the sea and not very deep. The amount of seawater is limited. The water was previously swallowed up by the island's soil and has been completely integrated into the land. Now that the land has faded away, seawater has not returned to the ground, leaving only a large area of mud on the seabed.
The lake is exhausted, but there are no fish.
There was not a single fish on the exposed seabed. This turned out to be a dead sea. After all, the power of the sword has been specialized. The sword of the earth can barely create the ocean. How can it be possible to create the water tribe again?
This reminded Tang Zhao of the Xumi Sword, which was equally vast and lifeless.
Come to think of it, in the world of swords, vitality is also an extremely powerful force that ordinary swords cannot touch.
In fact, there is only one kind of aquatic species inside and outside the island, which is the turtle.
Tang Zhao found a huge turtle on the side of the island, which was smaller than the one in the library. He must be some kind of "ancestor" of the Turtle Clan. Before he could take a closer look, he found that the giant turtle was surrounded by several Long Yuan disciples.
Although the sound cannot be heard, Tang Zhao can enlarge the image so that he can see the mouth shape.
Judging from the shape of their mouths, Long Yuan's disciples seemed to be accusing the Giant Turtle of rebelling, passing on information to the enemy, and releasing Yin Qi to cause catastrophe. The two sides exchanged a few words, and Long Yuan started to encircle and suppress them. The Giant Turtle was not willing to be outdone and launched a counterattack.
There was nothing surprising about this battle in the context of a melee. It ended with the turtle turtle being beaten to the point of being turned upside down and unable to get back up again. Disciple Long Yuan hung it on a pole and carried it back.
Tang Zhao was a little surprised, but also a little relieved - besides being ignorant like Mr. Turtle, the Turtle Clan really had pure traitors, the kind who colluded with the turtle bandits? It’s not surprising that Turtle Master, who is only a few hundred years old, is still at an innocent age and doesn’t know the dirty deeds of those thousand-year-old kings and eighty-thousand-year-old turtles. They are just trying to complete the mission of their ancestors. As for what the ancestor is thinking, how can it know?
There are too many enemies on the island, and there are too many opponents in Long Yuan, not least of which is this one. When Kun Jian went crazy before, the Xuanwu shadow seemed to exert its strength and sent several people over. The most powerful among them was defeated by Long Zhan Yuye, and the rest were defeated by Beichen. Presumably those people over there should know how powerful it is and won’t come back to die again, right?
Correspondingly, Long Yuan could not spare any effort to pursue him, and could not expand the results of the battle. Of course, he probably wouldn't dare to chase after him. Beichen was still struggling to fight, so how could Long Yuan dare to chase after him?
The turtle bandits are the great enemy of the imperial court, but not the great enemy of Long Yuan. Long Yuan is really unworthy.
Now it seems that despite all the ups and downs, Longyuan is still going to win.
Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. Once Long Yuan won and Jianzhou Island returned to its original state, his mission would be completed. If he finds his senior brother again and returns his spiritual form, he will naturally recover as before, and then they will have nothing to do with him. The two of them were naturally relaxed...
Wait, senior brother?
Tang Zhao felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly scanned the map again.
The bodies of the fu sword masters who had been deprived of their consciousness fell to the ground in a mess. Some of them were kind-hearted, but not Jiang Shenyi!
what happened?
You must know that the protective shield Beichen gave them has not been revoked, and the enemy cannot enter. The rest of the people were fine and their bodies were not ruined. Only Jiang Shenyi was missing.
Damn it - I entrusted it to Zhuge Yudan before.
The next moment, he found the unconscious Zhuge Yudan in the cloud cover. The other party was obviously attacked. Tang Zhao found that she had no external injuries and seemed to be stunned.
Tang Zhao sighed, and could no longer blame him. He anxiously searched for his senior brother in his mind, and finally found him under a flower tree.
Jiang Shenyi leaned against the tree trunk quietly, his expression peaceful, and he looked like he was asleep. Beside him lay a... crocodile?
The crocodile lay quietly next to him, putting a paw on his arm as if checking his pulse.
Tang Zhao continuously enlarged the angle of view, but he didn't see the crocodile's viciousness at all, only its spirituality beyond that of the beast. Those eyes, like those of a human?
He felt a little emotional...
Such a spiritual crocodile can only be Zhu Yang's crocodile, right?
Unexpectedly, the crocodile was still alive after the others were gone, or even found Jiang Shenyi?
Although Tang Zhao has a grudge against Zhu Yang, the relationship between Jiang Shenyi and Zhu Yang should be really good. The two of them were vaguely like-minded. They rushed all the way to Maze City. Maybe Jiang Shenyi and the crocodile became familiar with each other on the way?
Zhu Yang is dead, leaving only the crocodile whose soul has been transformed. The crocodile should still recognize Jiang Shenyi. Maybe he saw Jiang Shenyi unconscious and thought he was in danger, so he protected him in his own way?
It can only be said to be a fate.
Although Tang Zhao was still a little worried, he finally felt relieved. His senior brother was safe in the hands of the crocodile. Tang Zhao had seen how powerful that crocodile was. He continued to think: Once Long Yuan wins and Jianzhou Island is restored to its original state, his mission will be completed, and then he will go back...
Suddenly, the sword in his hand buzzed!
dangerous?
On the high platform on the back of the turtle, following the order from His Highness, the Xuanshui Order was ordered to withdraw, and several strong men carried up a dark cylindrical weapon.
The cylinder is as thick as a hug and several feet long. There are exquisite reliefs all around the cylinder, and the metallic surface is black and shiny. It looks dazzling in the sun, but the structure is extremely simple. There is only one cylinder, and there is nothing in it, just like A hollowed-out tree.
A group of strong men with their eyes blindfolded and their ears plugged were pulled up. Each strong man carried several cages on his shoulders, and the cages contained gray-white phantoms. These shadows are human and animal, some are quite agile, and some are already like sluggish shadow puppets.
If there are any knowledgeable people here, they should be able to recognize that there are actually phantoms locked in these cages.
Or in other words, are they spiritual images?
Spirits and phantoms are originally from the same source and cannot be distinguished.
"Fill it!"
Without His Highness having to speak, a captain gave the order, and a group of Xuanshui Orders came up, holding special forks, and picked up the phantom, which looked like a puddle of water, and roughly stuffed it into the barrel.
That's right, loading is loading the phantom, and the Bailing Sky Cannon consumes these "spirits".
One, two, ten...
The barrel of the cannon was not deep at all, and it seemed that it should have been filled with about ten Phantoms. However, the black-clothed Xuanshui Order kept loading, until seventy or eighty of them were loaded. At the end, the muzzle of the cannon was already visible from the outside. white light.
"Keep pretending!"
With Shangzhu Guo absent, others could not face His Highness directly. Only the captain stepped forward cautiously and said: "Your Highness, these spirits are enough to destroy a city. Too many cannon barrels will explode..."
His Highness' face was gloomy, and he said: "Blow it up to Jianzhou. Xuanshui Order is ready to open the passage. The cannons are rising into the sky, start immediately!"
Everyone was silent, half of the Xuanshui Orders were sweating like rain, repeating the filling action, and half of them were setting up formations, preparing to disturb the space.
At this time, someone brought a small turtle shell. Holes had been drilled on the back of the turtle, and fine cracks appeared. His Highness took one look at it, immediately pushed it away, and said loudly: "No! Today I, the Great Wei, will rise at the right time." , there is God’s blessing, why bother with divination? God’s destiny is not hindered, just listen to my words!”
Everyone was in awe and responded to the order with a bang.
However, at this time, someone in front could not suppress his exclamation.
It turned out that the barrel was filled too much and started to smoke. It's like a person who has eaten too much, has begun to hiccup, and is about to vomit.
Gonna explode!
Xuanshui Ling roared together, and the space fluctuated in response!
This time it is not teleportation, but a whirlpool-like opening is opened above, and you can see a piece of blue sky on the opposite side——
"The Bailing Sky Cannon——"
"fire!"
When the transmission port of the Bailing Sky Cannon was opened, everyone in Jianzhou felt a sense of terror regardless of whether they saw the vortex.
Human souls have an instinctive fear of higher and more powerful souls. Whether it is Long Yuan's Longwei or Zhu Yang's crocodile, this has been shown.
But when the white smoke from the lark's muzzle flashed instantly, everyone felt overwhelmed.
It's like a person standing under a cliff, and a mountain peak is pressing down from above. The person can probably feel the last second when it reaches the top of the head. The all-round suffocation makes people unable to move at all, and they can only have one thought. :
"It's over!"
