Chapter 289: Moved

The Shadow Monarch has another name - the King of the Undead!

Summoning a Shadow, in essence, is a skill that summons the undead, but it is presented in the form of a shadow because of the peculiarity of the Shadow King.

And the shadow summoned is more powerful than the rotten undead summoned by ordinary necromancers.

And the summoning of the shadow, or the summoning of the undead, has a lot to do with the length of the corpse's death.

Undead souls naturally need to have souls, and the longer the corpse dies, the weaker the remaining soul.

The difficulty of summoning is greatly increased.

Especially after the death of the soul master, because of the soul ring, the speed of soul dissipation is faster than that of soul beasts.

It's not that a corpse that has been dead for a long time will never be able to summon a shadow, but the difficulty will increase significantly.

Because the weaker the remnant soul, the more unable to respond to his call, after three times, it is naturally impossible to form a shadow "monarch and minister contract".

Therefore, when Qiandaoliu mentioned this matter, Cheng Xiao had no way to pack a ticket.

"I'm not sure. I just had this idea to give it a try and make a foreshadowing. Cheng Xiao shook her head, "But I'm not sure." ”

"Is that a chance?"

Qiandaoliu's rough palm rested on Cheng Xiao's shoulder, with a slight smile, and said, "Then if you can do it, please come and help us expel this beast tide from the city!" That's the condition! ”

After that, Qiandaoliu took a deep look at the Guangling Douluo and Lion Douluo, who rushed towards Emperor Tian without hesitation, and murmured in his heart with a little sadness: "Goodbye, fourth, fifth......"

He knew, perhaps, that this would be the last time he would see them.

Years of friendship, it's time to say goodbye at this moment. Qiandaoliu felt a little sad in his heart for a while.

"Let's go! They didn't last long. We need to hurry! Without waiting for Cheng Xiao to answer, Qiandaoliu grabbed Cheng Xiao and disappeared in a flash.

The soul masters around them still fearlessly rushed forward to meet the soul beasts, unaware of the two people who disappeared beside them.

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Cheng Xiao only felt that he had come to a special place in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, I see a tombstone imprinted in my eye, and all the tombstones are engraved with some words. That is the life and exploits of the owner of the tomb.

This is the tomb of the heroic soul of the Wuhun Palace.

"They are all Titled Douluo who once sacrificed for the Martial Spirit Palace." Qiandaoliu's eyes were filled with a little nostalgia, as if he thought of the story of the old man.

"You try!"

Cheng Xiao nodded and walked into the cemetery, and suddenly, an extremely tall prismatic stone pillar attracted Cheng Xiao's attention.

"What's that?"

"Heroic Pillar!" "It contains the ashes of all the victims who can't be identified. And they rested with the elders in this place. In addition, if you can distinguish your name, your name will be engraved on it. ”

Cheng Xiao opened her mouth, but remained silent again.

Wuhun Palace's move is to tell everyone that any victim is no different from Title Douluo, they are all the heroic spirits of Wuhun Palace, and they are respected by future generations?

Cheng Xiao felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he felt worthless for those dead just now.

But at this moment, he felt that although Bibi Dong's purpose was not pure, these soul masters who sacrificed for the Wuhun Hall may have held lofty beliefs before they died, and rushed to the enemy without hesitation.

He could scoff at the selfishness of Qiandaoliu and Bibi Dong, but he couldn't laugh at those sacrificial soul masters and be indifferent to their withered lives.

The ideal deserves the highest reverence, and the speculator is not a group of people, and cannot be generalized.

Cheng Xiao took a deep breath, spit out the blockage in her heart, and then sorted out her emotions and began to feel the remnants of the soul in the tomb.

Ever since his abilities had been sublimated when he saw Yerit, he had been able to sense the state of the undead, and he didn't have to stupidly "stand up" to test it.

Of course, the contract with the undead cannot be rejected more than three times.

Not long after, Cheng Xiao opened her eyes, and a fine light suddenly erupted in her eyes under her eyes.

He can feel it!

Title Douluo, sure enough, there has been a qualitative change from soul to soul power!

Most of the remnants in this tomb can sense the existence of remnant souls, and the strength is extremely high, enough to respond to his summons!

Only a small part, the tombstone looks a long way ago, and after the vicissitudes of life, the remnants of the soul in it are too weak to respond.

Count carefully, there are as many as 100!

The only problem is that he can't control these Titled Douluo for the time being!

Yeglitte's strength can grow, that is to say, Yeglitte's current strength is the upper limit of what he can control!

In other words, if he is summoned at this time, it is very likely that he will face the rejection of this Title Douluo remnant soul.

If you don't succeed three times, you will lose the opportunity completely.

"Take a gamble......" Cheng Xiao's eyes flickered.

After pondering for a while, Cheng Xiao still shook his head, there was no need for this.

He knew very well where his ceiling was, and even if he summoned it hard, it would be useless.

"I'm sorry, I can't summon them just yet. I can only summon shadows below the eighty-first level. ”

A touch of loss flashed on Qiandaoliu's face, and then a smile appeared: "It seems that I can't see them anymore." ”

In the battle with Emperor Tian, he didn't have much bottom in his heart, if he could meet those few people and join forces with them, he would definitely be able to defeat Emperor Tian.

Pity......

"Alright, you can go by yourself!" Qiandaoliu waved his hand.

"Then you ......"

"Me?" Qiandaoliu chuckled, only to see him gradually rise into the air, golden light covering his body, and a phantom appeared behind him, the phantom was covered with golden light, a blonde hair was scattered down, six wings were born on her back, and a sacred giant sword was held in her hand.

The blurred face looked very similar to Qianrenxue.

Seraphim!

"Of course, face to face!"

The voice of the thousand streams fell, and a golden light fell from the sky, as if coming from the void, enveloping the thousand streams.

Immediately, Cheng Xiao felt a force completely different from soul power, with a strong sense of oppression, spreading in this space.

Buzz –

In the sea of spirits, Cheng Xiao could obviously detect Gu Yue's movements.

"Divine power?"

Gu Yue didn't answer out loud. But the fluctuating mental fluctuations told Cheng Xiao the answer.

The angel martial soul behind the thousand streams seemed to come to life, and the originally wooden eyes seemed to move, and then, the seraphim suddenly skyrocketed, and the volume seemed to be able to envelop the entire martial soul city.

The people who were facing the battle turned their heads one after another, looking at the angel shrouded in golden light in amazement, and the shock on their faces did not dissipate for a long time.

After a long time, a voice with a strong feeling of worship spread across the battlefield!

"Miracles! It's a miracle! The angelic god has appeared! ”

(End of chapter)