In Qingchen's hands, the map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers slowly unfolded.

When the people of the Mid-Mountain Dao saw this scene, they had a bad premonition in their hearts, this map of mountains and rivers was too strange, and he didn't know what would happen next.

Tens of thousands of Qin pawns rushed towards Qingchen, Qingchen's eyes were sharp, and his two fingers slowly touched the map of mountains and rivers of thousands of miles, and he gently drew a small circle.

"Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, swallowing spirits!"

As the words fell, a strange light flashed on the map of mountains and rivers, and a small hole of nothingness slowly began to reveal where Qingchen's fingertips touched.

In the next moment, a powerful suction force gushed out from the hole.

The thousands of troops and horses galloping over became extremely messy at this moment, and they were all shrunk by this powerful suction force and included in the map of mountains and rivers.

Seeing this scene, the people of the Mid-Mountain Dao were full of incredulity, and pointed at Qingchen with a pale face and shouted, "What did you do to my ghost army!"

Qingchen looked at the people of the Mid-Mountain Dao, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Now they are mine! In addition, they now have a new name, Lingjun!"

The eyes of the half-mountain Daoist widened, and when he heard the word Lingjun, he couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

He is not unfamiliar with these two words, because the reason why the Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers Map can be called the top ten treasures of the ancient times is that its ability must be against the sky.

The so-called mountains and rivers are a symbol that only ancient kings can have. And the person who has the map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers is the king of this world of mountains and rivers.

But the Wanli Mountains and Rivers Map is not omnipotent, it can only absorb the soul and raise it in the map, whether it is an evil spirit or a heroic spirit, as long as it enters the Wanli Mountains and Rivers Map, it will be subject to the constraints of the Wanli Mountains and Rivers World, and the master of the Wanli Mountains and Rivers Map is the main.

Its soldiers are called Spirit Army, its generals are called Spirit Generals, and its masters are called Spirit Kings!

"You! You have actually found the true meaning of the map of mountains and rivers!" said the Taoist in horror.

Qingchen snorted lightly and coldly, and said: "What is the true meaning of the Ten Thousand Miles Mountains and Rivers Map, this is just the second ability of the Ten Thousand Miles Mountains and Rivers Map! You are really a frog at the bottom of the well!"

The eyes of the people in the middle of the mountain road changed, and now he is not Qingchen's opponent at all, because he is good at driving the power of evil spirits, but Qingchen can turn his evil spirits into his own use, which makes him can't help but have the idea of escaping.

Qingchen naturally saw the small abacus of the people of the Mid-Mountain Dao, he had no ability to deal with him before, but now that it was different, he could no longer let him escape.

"Let you feel the majesty of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!"

Qingchen stretched out two fingers, his fingertips revealing a faint silver light, and lightly touched the map of mountains and rivers, and the latter immediately disappeared into the void the moment he touched it.

Seeing that it was not good, the people of the Mid-Mountain Dao immediately drove all their mana and fled into the distance.

But it was too late, and the surrounding void had already begun to change. Around the people of the Mid-Mountain Dao, soldiers in golden armor stood in all directions with spears and spears in their hands, and their heroic righteousness shocked his heart.

"Little Taoist, no! Qingchen Immortal Venerable! Let's discuss something well! Why bother wielding knives and guns!"

The half-mountain Daoist was already sweating profusely at this time, because he felt that in this world of mountains and rivers, there seemed to be no trace of evil qi, and it was full of righteousness, which made his resentful spirit bead instantly useless.

"I still know a lot of resentful spirits! I'll take you there! Don't kill me!" The half-mountain Taoist pleaded bitterly, he had been practicing for so many years, and he didn't want to end his life like this.

Qingchen stood on a high ground, looked at the people of the Mid-Mountain Dao who were surrounded by ten thousand armies below, and said coldly: "Ten thousand armies obey the order!

The eyes of the thousands of troops and horses all over the mountains and fields instantly lit up with a bright white light, and they shouted in unison: "Follow the Holy Decree of the Spirit King!"

Thousands of hooves have stepped on, and not a single inch of grass has grown.

The people of the Mid-Mountain Dao have no resentful spirit beads, like an eagle with broken wings, holding its head and running among thousands of troops.

One after another, the iron rider Jin Ge slashed across his body, and a terrible scream resounded throughout the valley.

A moment later, the scarred half-mountain roadman was picked up by several soldiers on horseback on top of Jin Ge, and slowly walked to Qingchen.

"The thief is dying, and his subordinates have come to ask the Spirit King to deliver him a fatal blow!" said one of the soldiers to Qingchen.

Qingchen nodded, stretched out his hand and pulled out the Sky Following Sword behind him, his hand rose and fell, only to see a flash of light and shadow, and the head of the person in the middle of the mountain slowly slid down...

With the fall of the people of the Mid-Mountain Dao, a wisp of breath flew over the space of thousands of mountains and rivers, merging with the atmosphere here.

In the next moment, the aura of the entire space seemed to become even more intense.

"It seems that this Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers Diagram can also turn the enemy's cultivation into its own nutrients, so as to warm these spirits living here!" Qingchen nodded thoughtfully, he was still very satisfied with this treasure given to him by the Son of Heaven.

Then, at the place where the corpse of the Daoist in the middle of the mountain dissipated, a jet-black bead slowly flew into Qingchen's hand.

Qingchen took the resentful spirit bead in his hand and played with it, and found that the resentful spirit bead was not all black, but a very thick cloud of black smoke filled the entire inside of the bead.

And in the middle of this bead, there seems to be some secret that is not well known or unknown.

Thinking of this, he was really puzzled, and hurriedly took out the book of heaven and put the resentful spirit bead into it, he wanted to see what was so strange about this bead!

The Resentful Spirit Bead was embedded in the Book of Heaven, and some handwriting slowly appeared on its pages:

The Resentful Spirit Bead, the treasure of the Huangquan Underworld, can absorb the power of ghosts. It is rumored that there is a small space in the bead, and there is an evil god sealed in the space, and when the power of the ghost collected one day can already burst the entire bead, the evil god will break the seal!

Qingchen looked at the introduction in the Book of Heaven, and immediately dispelled the idea of wanting to smash the resentful spirit bead.

There is even a bottle of evil god sealed in the body of this bead! No wonder the yin and evil qi is so heavy.

Presumably, the people of the half-mountain Dao did not expect that there would be such a secret in the resentful spirit bead, and they only knew that they would absorb the ghost qi in it to cultivate themselves, but it actually slowed down the pace of the recovery of the evil god.

"It seems that it is necessary to bring this back to Qingshan and show it to the old master before we can make a decision!" Qingchen said to himself.

"Thank you, King Ling, bring me and other soldiers back to life!"

"Thank you, Spirit King!"

The surrounding soldiers thanked Qingchen in unison, and Qingchen also smiled slightly, stretching out his hand to signal them to be quiet.

"From now on, these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are your home!" Qingchen said in a deep voice.

"I decide! From now on, we should choose a commander from our ranks, and as for how to choose, you decide for yourself! Remember! It must be in a man's way! If any of you cheat and cheat, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Yes!" shouted the soldiers.

Qingchen nodded with satisfaction and slowly withdrew from the world of mountains and rivers.

There was silence all around, only Xian'er waited anxiously on the side. Previously, Qingchen suddenly rushed into the map of mountains and rivers, but she didn't have time to keep up.

"Qingchen, are you okay?" Xian'er asked worriedly when she saw Qingchen suddenly flashing out of the void.

Qingchen nodded slightly, showed a warm smile, and said slowly: "It's okay, it's been solved!"

"What about the second ability of the Ten Thousand Miles Mountains and Rivers Map!" Xian'er looked at Qingchen with golden eyes, her face full of small expectations.

Qingchen smiled and slowly pushed away the scroll in his hand, and in a large mountain, a golden army appeared.

"Just what?" asked Xian'er curiously.

"This is called the Spirit Army, the undead of the 200,000 Qin soldiers of Chu Keng, which I just collected!" Qingchen said, pointing to the golden army.

"Brother Qingchen can drive ghosts now, isn't that the same as that old Taoist!" said Xian'er as she squinted at the mountains and rivers.

Qingchen patiently explained: "This is not a ghost, once they enter the world of mountains and rivers, they will turn into a unique spirit body, which can only exist in the map of mountains and rivers, and once they go out, they will be wiped out!"

"But in the map of mountains and rivers, they are just like ordinary humans!"

"Then they are not very weak like humans, how can they beat the old Taoists!" asked Xian'er, puzzled.

Qingchen stretched out his hand and gently knocked Xian'er's little head, and said, "Why are you so stupid, these people have been dead for so many years, how can you say that they have thousands of years of cultivation!"

"That's right!" the corners of Xian'er's mouth slowly rose, and she looked at Qingchen with a look of adoration, "Doesn't that mean that you have 200,000 subordinates who have cultivated for thousands of years!"

"It's finally enlightened!" Qingchen smiled slightly and touched Xian'er's head.

Xian'er picked up ten fingers and began to make calculations, muttering incessantly, smirking at Qingchen from time to time.

"Hehe, 200,000 times 1,000, that's too much, who beat you!"

Qingchen sighed helplessly, this girl is really a logical genius, 200,000 thousand cultivators seem to be a huge and amazing number, but in front of a real powerhouse, it is just a snap of a finger.

Qingchen and Xian'er left Chukeng and walked back in the direction of the inn. There was no sign of redness in the sky around us, and it seemed that there was still some time before sunrise.

"Brother Qingchen, are we going to stay here for another day today, or should we go directly and continue on our way!" Xian'er asked with a wink of eyes looking at Qingchen.

Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and said with a slight smile: "Of course I continue on the road! With Qingyan's virtuous help, what am I afraid of!I will fall asleep on the carriage!Hahahaha!"

"Hmph!" Xian'er sneered, "I think you just want to be lazy!"

Qingchen smirked, walked straight to the chair outside the inn, leaned against the wall, and waited quietly for dawn.

Xian'er turned into a jade rabbit, obediently lying in Qingchen's arms, and slowly closed her eyes.

Whoop!

A rooster crows to break the silence of the night, and the morning sun slowly rises over the horizon, and everything is as it was before.

Xiao Er pushed open the door of the inn, and when he saw Qingchen sleeping outside, he couldn't help frowning: "Alas, little brother! Look at you! Get rid of it! and be kicked out to sleep!"

Qingchen was gradually awakened by Xiao Er's voice, looked at Xiao Er on the side in a daze, yawned, and said, "Little brother, can you serve me a pot of tea?"

Xiao Er sighed, shook his head, patted Qingchen's shoulder and said, "It's okay, brother!