Chapter 612: Fighting Spirit

Zhang Jun felt a storm in his heart. After pondering for a long time, he asked: "So, the First Emperor has never died. His body is in the Qin Mausoleum and his consciousness is in the Dragon Realm. Therefore, there is still a possibility of resurrection?"

"It's impossible." Man Jizhou shook his head and sneered, "After absorbing so many living soul consciousnesses, the First Emperor is no longer the First Emperor, but a freak with countless consciousnesses. The real First Emperor is just a thought of this freak and cannot be the leader. effect."

"Throughout the ages, no one has ever been able to live forever. If you really want to live forever, you have to pay a price, a serious price." Manjizhou said with a mocking look on his face, "But what is the difference between losing consciousness and death?"

Zhang Jun asked: "What is the ultimate goal of the Qin family? Is it just to resurrect the First Emperor?"

"Of course not." Man Jizhou shook his head, "Both the Dragon Domain and the First Emperor were used as weapons by the Qin family. The Dragon Domain is very strange. It can release the war soul through the war soul flag. There are thirty million war souls. Even if a tenth of it is released, it will be enough to sweep the world."

Zhang Jun's cultivation level is still far from the level of supernatural power, but he also knows that the power of manifesting the saint level can further materialize the mind, and even manifest it in the human world, making the impossible possible, and those fighting spirits are likely to condense into entities.

He gasped, saying that, wouldn't the Qin family be invincible?

At this time, Shi Wenxuan had already finished the phone call. He said: "We can't stop this matter, but don't worry, I think those big shots will definitely take action."

Zhang Jun secretly thought it was a fluke. He wanted to go into the imperial mausoleum to check before, but luckily he didn't go in, otherwise it would be like a meat bun beating a dog, and there would be no return.

Thinking again of the female college student named Ouyang Jingjing, she must have been sucked into the Dragon Realm at that time, but was forcefully pulled back by his Resurrection Finger.

The Qin family's matter was too deep for him to interfere with, so it was better to stay away. So he was ready to leave at dawn.

Man Jizhou and Shi Wenxuan personally sent him out of the house. As soon as the three of them went out, their faces changed drastically. I saw a fog in all directions, and I couldn't see clearly anything three to five meters away.

"It was fine just now, why did it suddenly become foggy?" Man Jizhou said in a deep voice, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. This fog is so strange that people can't help but think about it.

Zhang Jun radiated his vision consciousness, and then his heart sank, because the Buddha's eyes could not penetrate the thick fog. This fog was weird!

When Longhu Mountain reopened its gate, someone sealed the mountain with thick fog, but Xiao Longnu broke it. When he saw the thick fog again, he knew that an enemy was coming.

"We are already surrounded." He said coldly with an ugly face, "Don't think about it, it must be the Qin family."

Shi Wenxuan took a breath, and his body suddenly trembled. There was a hint of fear in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This fog is not a normal fog, there is a strong evil spirit in the fog!"

"It's the Battle Soul Banner!" Man Jizhou also had cold sweat on his forehead and looked very nervous. "It is said that when the Battle Soul Banner is used, it can raise a heavy fog and seal off an area thousands of miles away."

Zhang Jun smiled bitterly: "It's enough to blockade a small town to deal with us, but I don't understand why the other party doesn't take action directly and kill us immediately. Wouldn't it be better?"

Shi Wenxuan sighed and said something incomprehensible: "I made ten calls before."

Both Zhang Jun and Man Jizhou looked at him strangely, wondering why he mentioned the phone call.

Shi Wenxuan said: "From the second call onwards, the people who answered the phone were not the owners of the phone, but their disciples."

Zhang Jun's heart skipped a beat. As a graduate of the computer science department, he certainly knew that intercepting cell phone signals was not difficult. The nine phone calls behind Shi Wenxuan must have been intercepted. In other words, the person who answered the phone was simply fake.

Man Jizhou let out a long sigh and said: "I understand. The Qin family must have controlled the communications within Lishan. When you made the first call, they noticed it, so they intercepted the nine messages behind you. Make phone call."

Shi Wenxuan looked regretful and stamped his feet: "I was careless!"

Zhang Jun asked: "Brother Shi, who did you call on the first call?"

"I have a good friend, he is a casual cultivator, a good old man in the world of cultivation, and he has broad communication. I called him, just hoping that he could get the news out." Shi Wenxuan said.

"Did he say he would come to Lishan?" Zhang Jun asked again.

Shi Wenxuan's face suddenly showed a look of despair, his voice trembled slightly, and he nodded feebly: "He said to come right away, because his people are in Lishan."

Zhang Jun smiled bitterly, everything was clear. The Qin family surrounded them but did not kill them just to wait for the casual cultivator who came over. Apart from the people present, only the casual cultivator knew the secret of the Qin family. As long as they and the casual cultivator are killed, the news will not leak out.

"What should I do?" Shi Wenxuan asked the others helplessly.

Manjizhou glanced at Wu, his eyes also showing despair: "In front of the fighting spirit flag, we can't escape, we can only wait to die."

"That's not necessarily the case." Zhang Jun suddenly said, "I don't know what a fighting spirit is, but it must be an evil spirit. As long as it is an evil spirit, we have a chance to leave."

Man Jizhou and Shi Wenxuan were overjoyed and asked one after another: "What can Fellow Daoist Zhang do?"

Zhang Jun stared at the thick fog and said resolutely: "Although I don't know what level of magic weapon the Battle Soul Banner is, I guess activating it is not a simple matter. The fact that the other party used the Battle Soul Banner to surround us is very clear. Just rely on manpower. If so, they have no chance of keeping us.”

Shi Wenxuan's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "That's right! If the opponent has a large number of people, there is no need to activate the fighting spirit flags."

Zhang Jun nodded: "Since the other side doesn't have many people, why don't we rush out?"

Manjizhou smiled bitterly: "The dense fog is very scary. We will get lost within ten steps and it will be impossible to get out of the town."

"Follow me." Zhang Jun showed off the magic pestle. The pestle emitted thousands of golden lights and dispersed the thick fog within a radius of more than ten meters.

"What a treasure! The Buddhist aura on this thing is so strong." The two were surprised and delighted.

Zhang Jun held the magic pestle, took Man Jizhou, Shi Wenxuan, and two young people out of the compound and headed in the same direction.

With the help of the magic pestle, he felt that the Buddha's eyes could vaguely see through the thick fog, which showed that the magic pestle had a great blessing effect on the Buddha's eye relics, and he became more confident.

This confidence also comes from his experience of safely going to the Demon Realm with the Demon-Subduing Pestle. That time he frightened the Demon King away, which shows that this treasure pestle is really extraordinary.

Even with the magic pestle, everyone in the thick fog can still feel the coldness. It seems that there is a murderous intention hidden in the deepest part of the thick fog, which will attack them at any time.

Fortunately, Zhang Jun remembered the way he came, and he led a few people along the main street in the center of the town. If nothing else, this street leads directly to the outside of the town.

He estimated that the war spirit flag could block the town at most, and the area of ​​the blockade would not be any larger, because the Qin family didn't need to do that.

In this way, they walked along the street for fifty or sixty meters without encountering any problems. Shi Wenxuan felt relaxed and said with a smile: "If we walk a few hundred meters more, we can get out of the town."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold snort came from somewhere, and then the cold wind howled and the fog became thicker. Especially in the distance, the mist rolled and condensed into a ghostly appearance, which was very scary.

Zhang Jun stopped and looked around cautiously, his Buddha eyes seeing something evil approaching. Sure enough, a few seconds later, dozens of ancient soldiers wearing armor and holding broadswords and spears appeared from all directions.

The faces of these soldiers were vague, and they only had a rough shape, but they were full of murderous intent and evil spirits.

Shi Wenxuan exclaimed: "War spirit!"

"kill……"

The deafening sound of the charge resounded in everyone's hearts. They waved their weapons and ferociously pounced on Zhang Jun and others. Getting closer, even closer, Zhang Jun could even smell the bloody smell emanating from these people.

The two young men were so frightened that they almost collapsed, Man Jizhou and Shi Wenxuan also looked nervous. Only Zhang Jun remained calm and composed. When the fighting spirit approached, he suddenly poured a large amount of Buddha's light into the demon-conquering pestle.

"boom!"

The Demonic Pestle seems to have turned into a golden sun, shining so brightly that people can't even open their eyes. Immediately, the sound of Zen singing sounded in everyone's ears, and the shadows of eight heavenly dragons appeared in the sky.

Those fighting spirits were immediately frozen, and then in a flash, they stuck to the outside of the Demon-Conquering Pestle like paper figures, spinning around the golden light.

"Huh?"

A scream came from outside.

Zhang Jun was also surprised to see dozens of fighting spirits being collected by the Demonic Pestle. He just dispersed these fighting spirits, but he didn't expect that the Demonic Pestle would directly collect them.

The rest of the people were also stunned, looking at the fighting spirits intently. They saw them circling around the Demon-Conquering Pestle, getting smaller and smaller, and finally turned into small black dots and disappeared.

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can resist!" A young voice sounded again.

"Boom!"

The thick fog shook, and hundreds of fighting spirits rushed over. Moreover, some of those fighting spirits are very powerful, and they look like ancient generals. They can fight one against a thousand, and their fighting power is terrifying.

There seemed to be endless swords and swords bombarding him, and even Zhang Jun looked a little mentally unstable. Just like last time, these war spirits were all put away as soon as they entered the defensive range of the Demonic Pestle.

They suddenly flattened and became like paper figures, spinning around the pestle, getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

The sound of Zen singing coming from the pestle became louder and louder, making the two frightened young people calm down, and the expressions of fear disappeared from their faces.

"What the hell is that?"

On the roof of a bungalow not far from Zhang Jun, more than a dozen cultivation masters stood together, staring at the scene happening on the street in front of them. Eight hundred fighting spirits were taken away and disappeared at once, leaving them with nothing to lose. The urge to vomit blood.

Among these people, a young man had an ugly face and clenched his fists bitterly. Behind him, a middle-aged man said worriedly: "Seventh Young Master, the other party has a special magic weapon to restrain the fighting spirit. We can't take action anymore. We'd better ask for reinforcements from experts from above."

"It's too late for reinforcements." The young man said coldly, "We must capture these people as soon as possible, otherwise if we let them escape, the consequences will be disastrous and affect the family's plans!"