Soul song!
It can amplify the soul power of the caster three times and then release it, forming soul deterrence and suppression to all enemies within a few miles.
Such spiritual skills, coupled with Zhong Wen's soul power that is not inferior to the Chaos Realm, 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 regarded as the ultimate performance of mental PUA. In the blink of an eye, a hundred thousand troops collapsed 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 his pupils upward 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 appearance was so miserable that it was unbearable to look at.
As for the ordinary soldiers, their expressions were sluggish, their eyes were empty, some were fainting, some were holding their heads and crying, some were leaking feces and urine, and many of those with weak cultivation levels were immediately thrown away and died. .
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.
Annihilating the Silver Moon Garden's 100,000-strong army just by relying on momentum?
What kind of strength is this?
Even the late emperor couldn't do it, right?
Is he really in the soul state?
Human beings can actually 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 have 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, he was kneeling on one knee, holding his body with trembling hands, biting his lip tightly with his teeth, blood kept slipping from the corners of his mouth, and his whole body was swaying, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any time. Is there the slightest trace of the handsome, free-spirited, and suave person he 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 decadence and panic, and his heart was full of despair. He was 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 had plummeted. Not only was he hopeless, but it was unclear whether he could keep his soul state in perfect condition. Moreover, this psychological trauma was likely to 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, and she almost fell down on the spot due to heart failure. "You survived, so you can leave." .”
"What's the difference between living like this and dying?"
Yu Kongchan 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 sharpened, 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 Sui Tu?"
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 bring it to you."
After saying that, he jumped up, grabbed the two of them and went straight into the sky. They drifted away and soon turned into a small black dot that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.
At this moment, Zhong Wen 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, "Annihilating this hundred thousand army would be a shock to the mountain. If she also kills her right and left arms, it would be too much. 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 Illya. How can a person from the Chaos Realm take full revenge? I can't stay in the Jinyao Emperor City forever. I will leave sooner or later. Then she will not have the Chaos Realm to protect her. , 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 body of the old man who worshiped me..."
Illya's face 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 they 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 severely injured and weak ones will be killed directly."
Ilia 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 her 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." .”
"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 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 let go. .
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 rushed towards the hundred zombies, and soon disappeared from their bodies.
In just ten breaths, there was no longer any silvery gray breath in the world. However, these one hundred corpses still roared and moved freely, as if they did not need energy supplies.
Needless to say, this skill 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 corpse 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 time, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and with a flick of his right hand, a silver-gray breath shot out from his fingertips, which landed silently on a corpse not far away.
