Yuan Shao turned around and looked, this Feng Ji seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes were blank, his face was laughing for a while, and his eyes were angry for a while, and he couldn't help but shake his head: "Let's take Mr. Feng and leave quickly, maybe Lord Feng can kill the thief, but it is definitely not something that can be done in a short time." The defeat is like a mountain, and we can't turn the situation around on this battlefield! ”

Silent for a while, indeed, maybe the thief's consciousness will be destroyed by Feng Ji, but the physical body is still there, showing only the mentally retarded and idiot, for this group of thieves who are trapped in the camp, it is not a formation to behead their heads, and they can't be deterred at all, the judge shook his head, led Feng Ji's mount, released his spiritual power, and firmly protected his body, and rushed towards Chang Mountain, which was not far away.

Seeing that Yuan Shao's Han army began to flee, Zhang Yan ordered: "Let go of the open road, and chase and kill!" The soldiers trapped in the camp soon discovered that the originally desperate Han army had a way to escape, and its combat power had dropped extremely quickly, and all the purpose had become to escape, and they only needed to follow this group of defeated soldiers and easily harvest the heads.

After giving the order, Zhang Yan was a little worried, afraid that Yan Zhanshu would say that she was making her own opinion, so she rushed towards Yan Zhanshu's figure, but found that Yan Zhanshu grabbed the shoulder of the soldier in front of her with one hand, and the mane on the back of the horse with the other, her eyes were blank, and she had no reaction to the movement of the outside world. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yan calmed down a little, and then recalled the situation that her father had talked about, and understood in her heart, she got on the back of the horse, and saw Yuan Shaojun in front of him at a glance, and a middle-aged scribe was also dragged away like a puppet, "It turned out to be him?!" Zhang Yan suddenly understood the reason, and pointed to the trial and Feng Ji in the distance: "It's those two scribes who are making trouble, a few leaders, are you willing to go with me to kill them and rescue the marshal?" ”

Yan Liang suddenly shouted: "It's them? Zhang Shuai, you don't have to worry, I'll pick it up! "After that, you have to charge your horse.

At this time, Yan Zhanshu's eyes suddenly regained their brilliance, revealing strong self-confidence, and stopped: "You don't have to go, then Feng Ji is stealing chickens and rice, and his mental power will no longer be enough to travel in the future!" Looking back at his Divine Palace, Yan Zhanshu couldn't help laughing, this Feng Ji is really timely rain, if he hadn't rushed in, he would have to wait for his cultivation to reach the Divine Transformation Realm if he wanted to discover this body's Divine Palace, so that he could start to grasp it concretely and slowly repair its shortcomings.

Since being annihilated by the providence of the Three Kingdoms World in the copy world, all the spiritual power has become a crystal clear thought, and Yan Zhanshu has always been frightened in his heart, and what he is most afraid of is to be discovered by the will of heaven and then destroy himself, but this point has been relieved since he knew that Zhang Jiao had killed the will of heaven.

Before, he competed with Feng Ji in the Divine Palace in his mind, and at first he was defeated and retreated, but in the end, when the spiritual idea that had experienced nine thunder tribulations appeared, all the spiritual power belonging to Feng Ji was swept away when he broke through to the Yan Zhanshu Divine Palace! Not only did Yan Zhanshu win this battle of spiritual power, which was no less than a competition of life and death, but also gained a lot of benefits!

In Yan Zhanshu's view, in this Three Kingdoms world, the only thing that really belongs to him is that thought, although the essence of the spiritual power is much higher than that of ordinary people, but he can't stand the source water of others, but he is a rootless tree. Constantly absorbing the spiritual particles that escaped when the living beings died on the battlefield only strengthened some of the new thoughts, making up for the dying divine palace of this body, but for the extremely high essence of the Nine Tribulations Divine Thoughts, it was like a drop in the bucket, and its effect was really minimal.

Now that I'm finally able to figure out why I'm able to get a cold current replenishment when I kill an enemy. This time, Lei Feng's spiritual power made Yan Zhanshu's divine thoughts change from one to two! Although the second one is still a little small, this is a breakthrough of zero, and as long as the battle continues in the future, this idea will be able to grow to the same size as the first one sooner or later.

There are one and two, the reason why Yan Zhanshu laughed heartily is this, Lei Feng like Feng Ji will definitely have it in the future, although it is not the norm, but it is also a big addition!

What's more, Yan Zhanshu understood the power of his Nine Tribulations Divine Thoughts: in Zhang Yan's relayed Zhang Jiao's cultivation path, it was in the Divine Power Realm of God Refining, a divine thought that could only be possessed after the Eighth Wind and Fire Tribulation, and the spiritual thoughts cultivated by ordinary scribes were aimed at it, just like a lively little white rabbit encountering a seriously injured tiger, and only the life of replenishment!

And if you want to recover completely, you must continue to cultivate, and change your divine thoughts from two in one life, two to four, four to eight, and even ten million, so that you can reach the realm of heaven and earth law in the realm of divine powers, and even hope to live forever!

"Dashuai, you've come to your senses, are you okay?" Yan Liang was a little surprised, he had also heard of the sinister aspects of mental power battles, in his opinion, this handsome man in his own family was better than himself because he was well-informed, and he was very good at speaking, whether it was himself, his fellow townsman Gao Lan, as well as Han Dang and Zhao Yun, in fact, they were all defeated on his huge mouth. Just as he was about to say how strong he was, Yan Liang said that he could give him one hand! But this time, Yan Liang felt that he seemed to have lost his eyes, and he had to improve the strength of this handsome man by another one, no! At least two levels!

Characters who can win in the battle of spiritual power, if their spiritual power is not cultivated, is naturally strong! This kind of person has existed since ancient times, and most of them are legendary children of destiny, and their own handsome, they are likely to be such characters! This can also explain why the three leaders of the Yellow Turban are dead, but the big handsome has grown from a small Yellow Turban to the point where he now has three thousand trapped tigers and ten generals, and he has defeated the weak all the way, and has successively defeated the Zuo Zhonglang general Huangfu Song who killed the imperial court, and the Pingxi general Yuan Shao after the fourth and third dukes! Yan Liang's tiger eyes began to shoot a determined light, it seems that this time, my Yan Liang seems to have come to work!

In Zhao Yun's opinion, this Yan Dashuai is not only sharp-tongued and reasonable, but also his mental strength is definitely not weak! Instead of being a general, it is better to be a scribe, more promising, and then I think of what the generals of the camp said, the marshal was originally born in the Yan clan of Wu County, with outstanding military skills and average martial arts, and suddenly I knew a little more in my heart.

Zhang Yan cried with joy, in her opinion, this is obviously her husband's extraordinary talent and strong spirit, which can defeat the spiritual power of the scribe and sober up! Looking at Yan Zhanshu's eyes carefully, he was even more energetic, and he knew in his heart that his husband might not only defeat the opponent, but also completely defeat him, absorbing a lot of spiritual power to nourish himself, so that he was in his current state.

While answering with the generals of the trapped camp who came around, while looking at Yuan Shaojun who fled far away, Yan Zhanshu smiled slightly, in his opinion, Feng Ji, who is not dead, may be able to recover his spiritual power, and then he seems to be able to harvest stubble by stubble like cutting leeks, obviously, it is not appropriate to disturb our lovely Feng Lei Feng's recovery in the past!

On top of the war horse, Feng Ji groaned, desperately opened his eyes, and the judge who had been paying attention to the side hurriedly came over and asked excitedly: "Lord Feng, how is it?" Have you already killed the thief's spirit?! Along the way, he had already publicized that Feng Ji was spiritually separated from his body and killed the leader of the thieves, which maintained Yuan Shaojun's military heart.

"Slash?!" Feng Ji smiled bitterly, his face full of surprise: "It's indeed beheaded, but I was killed by that thief!" ”

"What?! How can it be?! The judge exclaimed: "That thief is just a martial artist, how can he be able to defeat your spiritual power?!" ”

"I think so too," Feng Ji hung his head and said: "At the beginning, I felt that the thief's divine palace was extremely dry, as if he was a dying person, and the later divine thoughts were also very weak and vulnerable, but! His expression turned into horror, as if he had seen the ghost-like scene again, "When I scattered and absorbed all his divine thoughts, in the core of his divine thoughts, there was an extremely powerful divine thought, the shape was crystal clear!" It was not an ordinary divine thought, and it could even be a divine thought to survive the thunderstorm! Absorbing all my spiritual power, I was also cautious, leaving some spiritual power and not entering his divine palace, so I escaped with my life! ”