On the scroll, around the bronze soldier's body, there are strange black veins like spider webs, which imprison the bronze soldiers, and those black veins converge to form a big "brand" on the abdomen of the bronze soldiers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is the imprint of the divine consciousness that binds this bronze soldier puppet, after thousands of years, the fluctuation of divine consciousness is far from being as powerful as it was at the beginning, but I am afraid that it is still not something that Qin Yang's current cultivation can easily crack.

At the beginning, the one who branded this bronze soldier with divine consciousness should still be above the Immortal Venerable Realm.

"No matter what, start trying to erase the imprint of the divine sense. ”

Qin Yang's heart was a little impatient, and he couldn't wait to brand this bronze puppet with his divine sense.

Airplanes~!

Qin Yang closed his eyes, and in the center of his eyebrows, a wisp of divine consciousness surged out and entered the space of the bronze soldier's divine consciousness imprint.

At the same time, Qin Yang's divine consciousness and consciousness also entered the bronze soldier's divine consciousness imprint space.

This is an ancient altar, and on the altar, there is a figure as high as three feet, and this figure is the bronze soldier on the scroll.

Qin Yang's figure is relatively small.

At this time, unlike the bronze soldier on the scroll, the giant bronze soldier was holding the Qingfeng Ancient Sword in one hand, and the other was eating a huge black shield.

On the black shield, the black flame is swirling, although after the passage of time, the black flame is no longer as powerful as it used to be, but it is still not to be underestimated.

In the center of the black flame shield, there is a big "branding" word, and on the black rock shield held by the bronze soldier, the black flame that spreads out also turns into a black flame chain through the left arm of the bronze soldier, wrapping around the bronze soldier's body.

"This shield is the key to the divine consciousness imprint branded by that strong man, as long as it is broken, the black flame chain on the bronze soldier's body will disappear, and the strong man's divine sense imprint can be lifted, and this bronze soldier puppet will become an ownerless thing again. ”

Qin Yang's eyes flashed and he muttered.

"Let's get started. ”

There was a touch of excitement on Qin Yang's face, and in the center of his eyebrows, Qin Yang's divine consciousness surged out, in this space, the divine consciousness was visible, and Qin Yang's divine consciousness exuded a faint light of stars, like a silver river.

"Divine Sense, Fist of the Stars. ”

Qin Yang's mind moved, and the Galactic Divine Sense, which exuded the light of the stars, turned into a huge silver star fist.

"Go. ”

Qin Yang snorted lightly, and the huge silver star fist blasted towards the black flame shield.

Boom~!

The fist of the stars slammed down on the Black Flame Shield, and a slight black flame splashed on the Black Rock Shield, but the huge Black Flame Shield on the front was still as stable as Mount Tai.

However, the Fist of the Stars shattered after being hit by the force of the backshock.

Of course, Qin Yang couldn't have thought that he could shatter the Black Flame Shield with a single blow, after all, Qin Yang's divine sense strength was still relatively weak now.

Although this Black Flame Shield was a divine imprint formed by that strong man thousands of years ago, it was still not easy to overcome.

"Come again!"

Qin Yang let out a low snort, retracted the shattered divine sense, and in an instant, turned into a fist of stars again, blasting towards the black flame shield.

Bang!

One after another, the fists of the stars slammed down on the black flame shield, and then shattered.

Under Qin Yang's manipulation, the shattered divine consciousness recondensed, and then continued to attack the Black Flame Shield.

With every shattering of the divine sense, Qin Yang's face turned slightly pale, after all, the shattering of the divine consciousness also had a certain impact on him.

However, in this process, Qin Yang's divine consciousness became a little stronger every time it was broken and reorganized.

After hundreds of continuous bombardments, the black flame shield was still as stable as Mount Tai, but if you felt it carefully, you could find that the black flame on the shield had decreased a little bit.

"This divine sense imprint is much more powerful than I imagined, and if it goes on like this, it is estimated that it will take a year to shatter this black flame shield. ”

Qin Yang shook his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of bitterness.

In fact, if his divine sense is strong enough, he can shatter this divine consciousness brand in an instant, and then brand his own divine consciousness brand.

This situation is not impossible, two monks fighting, one of the divine consciousness is strong, if you capture the other party's treasure, you can erase the opponent's divine sense imprint in an instant, and brand your own divine consciousness imprint, so that this treasure is instantly owned by yourself.

"It can't go on like this, it seems that we can only use the superficial divine sense technique to make this black flame shield shatter as soon as possible. ”

Qin Yang muttered, rested for a while, and after recovering his mental strength, Qin Yang's divine sense strength returned to its original state.

"Divine Skill, Cone Wave!"

Qin Yang's hands were sealed, and he let out a low shout, and the galaxy divine consciousness that radiated the light of the stars turned into a rapidly rotating spinnery spinning top in the air.

Then he drilled into the center of the black flame shield like an electric drill.

Boom~!

After holding on to the black flame shield for a breath, the cone wave broke away again, but it could be seen that the black flame sparks aroused were obviously more effective than the Divine Consciousness Star Fist.

"Go on!"

Qin Yang continued to use his Divine Sense technique, recondensing the shattered Divine Consciousness into a sharp cone wave, still drilling towards the center of the Black Flame Shield.

"Come again!"

"Keep ......!"

“……”

In the space imprinted by the divine sense, on the altar, Qin Yang sat cross-legged, driving the cone wave of broken and recondensed cone to drill towards the Black Flame Shield, and from time to time in this space, faint black flame light points floated from the shield, and then annihilated.

The time of the night passed very quickly.

When Qin Yang opened his eyes again, it was already four o'clock in the morning in the second half of the night outside the window, and it was when the night was dark, after several hours of using the Divine Sense Technique Sharp Cone Wave, in the center of the huge black black flame shield, an extremely faint and extremely small pit could be seen.

This small pit was drilled by Qin Yang with the sharp cone of the sharp cone wave.

"If you want to unravel the divine sense imprint on this bronze soldier, it really won't happen overnight. ”

Qin Yang's eyes flashed, and he said, in the final analysis, his own cultivation is not strong enough, and the divine sense equivalent to cultivation is not strong enough.

At this time, Qin Yang's complexion was slightly pale, obviously, under the condition that the strength of his divine consciousness was limited, it would be very exhausting to use his divine sense to erase the divine sense imprint of other strong people.

However, where there is a will, there is a way, and sooner or later he will break the imprint of this divine consciousness.

"Whew, rest for a while, and then continue tomorrow. ”

Qin Yang exhaled lightly, stretched his waist, and there was a trace of tiredness on his face, and immediately, Qin Yang lay on the **, and soon fell asleep.

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