God's Summoner

Chapter 1992 King Zhou's corpse! ! !
The lower three cities, the underground world.

It can't be said that there is a dim afterglow in the sky, and it is covered by billowing black magic energy, making the whole world blurred.

All around, sometimes there were sharp neighings of small animals, and sometimes the shrill sounds of lonely souls and wild ghosts made this world feel a sense of vicissitudes in the desolation.

In such a strange underground world, Shen Gongbao galloped alone.

Along the way, Shen Gongbao's heart 'thumped' accelerated. Even though he could disguise himself as a revenant creature with causal spells, he still had some fear in his bones.

"Life...is like chess. It's just that some people are chess players, while others are pawns."

Shen Gongbao felt a little sentimental in his heart. In this dark world, while galloping, he looked at the desolation around him, and occasionally exposed in the mud, which should be the bones of the strong who died in battle thousands of years ago, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"Think of me, Shen Gongbao, who claims to be shrewd, but was first used as a pawn by the master, then held hands for the Emperor Qin, and then used by the evil king. In the end, I will never be able to jump out of this vast chessboard."

"A man should be free and easy. This time, I, Shen Gongbao, will make it easy."

"If you can succeed, it is naturally the best. If there is no luck, the only thing is death."

Amidst the long sigh, Shen Gongbao gritted his teeth fiercely, and waved away the thoughts raised in his heart. He was vigilant, but his pace did not speed up, but gradually slowed down.

Because, at this moment, among the endless causal threads entwined around his body, there is one that exudes an extremely weak light.

Lifting up, grabbing the causal thread, Shen Gongbao unfolded it.

Immediately, a blurry picture appeared in front of him.

In the picture, there is an old man with his hands behind his back, facing the abyss and looking at the sea, with a fairy-like demeanor.

Behind the old man, there were three middle-aged men kneeling on the ground with respectful expressions.

And around the few people, endless magic treasures danced in the sky, full of precious light and rich aura, even the scorching sun dared not compete with them, as if feeling ashamed, hiding behind the clouds.

"Master Hongjun, the treasure in front of the cliff?!"

With just one glance, Shen Gongbao recognized that one of the three kneeling middle-aged men was his master Yuanshi Tianzun.

And the scene in the picture is very similar to the allusion that "Hongjun Taoist ancestor, in front of Fenbaoya, rewarded countless secret treasures and ordered three major disciples to establish three schools" when Yuanshi Tianzun once taught Shen Gongbao.

"From the line of cause and effect, the aura of Hongjun Daozu is not far away."

Looking at the picture, Shen Gongbao became excited.

Although, Shen Gongbao knew very clearly in his heart that with his meager cultivation, he might not be able to have a causal relationship with Hongjun Daozu's level of mission at all.

With this magical power of cause and effect, it is still possible to indirectly find the place where Hongjun Daozu once walked! ! !

This is the strange art of causal magic.

Immediately, Shen Gongbao carefully drew out the shiny thread of cause and effect, followed the place where the thread came from, and groped towards the darkness ahead.

The further one moves forward, the number of dead souls in this underground world gradually increases.

Although it was not enough to form a soul wave, Shen Gongbao was still more careful and slower in the shadows whizzing by in the dark underground.

Although some dead souls were formed by human monks or demon monks who died in battle thousands of years ago, they no longer have a human form, but clouds of indistinct black air, emitting bursts of icy cold from the whole body.

There are also some dead souls, who should have been relatively powerful during their lifetime, but they still maintain incomplete human shapes at this moment, burrowing around in the underground skeletons, as if they wanted to possess their bodies.

However, those skeletons have been gone for at least a thousand years, and they have completely lost their agility. No matter how those dead souls travel back and forth, they will not be able to survive successfully.

Shen Gongbao walked forward cautiously, and when he saw these dead souls from a distance, he immediately avoided them.

It's not that he can't make a shot, but that it's unnecessary, because once he makes a shot, it will cause fluctuations around, and at that time, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

With such vigilance, Shen Gongbao walked forward for an unknown amount of time. Finally, his eyes lit up and he looked ahead.

In front of him, at least tens of thousands of dead souls are gathering together, floating around, making a slight whistling sound, as if gathering together to enjoy a big meal.

Such a large number of dead souls gathered together, causing the black smoke to billow, making it impossible to see anything.

but……

Amidst the billowing black smoke, there is a bright and dazzling white gas, like an incomparably holy lotus flower, very eye-catching.

"The power of luck!!!"

"King Zhou has been here before!"

Upon seeing the white air, Shen Gongbao was immediately delighted and recognized that it was the power of luck.

Moreover, it was obvious that Shen Gongbao also sensed a trace of King Zhou's aura from the white power of luck, which was enough to prove that King Zhou had been here before.

Not only that, but at the same time as discovering the power of white luck, the causal lines that Shen Gongbao used to guide the way also emitted an extremely bright light, which means...

Hongjun Taoist ancestor also came here.

"Not surprisingly, King Zhou should have acquired Taoist ancestor's 'skill of controlling god' here."

Shen Gongbao's heart was moved, and he approached slowly. When he raised his right hand, a pill appeared in his hand.

The name of this elixir is... Gathering Soul Pill. It was one of the few items that Ji Kao gave him for self-defense when he surrendered to Ji Kao. It has a fatal attack effect on dead souls.

Immediately, Shen Gongbao threw out the Soul Gathering Pill in his hand, and the pill turned into a long rainbow, which instantly fell into the group of tens of thousands of dead souls, and shattered with a 'bang', directly forming a suction force.

In an instant, tens of thousands of dead souls were sucked away by the soul-gathering pill in an instant, forming a soul ball.

Tens of thousands of dead souls were sucked in, and the surrounding demonic energy immediately dissipated, revealing an open space, and at the same time making the white power of luck more dazzling, as if the rising sun had just been born, and it instantly illuminated a direction thousands of feet in radius.

"Damn!!!"

Shen Gongbao cursed in a low voice, knowing that such a change would definitely attract more dead souls, and he didn't have many Soul Gathering Pills on hand, once he was trapped, there was only one way to die.

Therefore, without any hesitation, Shen Gongbao stared at the dazzling white light, and rushed forward, while sticking out his big hand, intending to take it away first, no matter what was in the power of luck.

but……

The next moment, his outstretched hand stopped, and his whole body was sluggish, and even trembled all over, staring dumbfounded at the thing wrapped by the power of luck.

That thing is a sentence...

Bones! ! !

The skeleton was wearing a royal robe and a crown, and was extremely tall. It was pierced through by a magic soldier and nailed to the ground alive.

And this is not the reason why Shen Gongbao was shocked to the extreme. What he was really shocked was that, judging from the aura emanating from the skeleton and the countless causal lines that lit up on his body, the owner of the skeleton...

After all, it was King Zhou.

King Zhou died here, so...

Who is that King Zhou outside? !

(End of this chapter)