Emperor’s Battlefield: I, Zhu Houzhao, like to push horizontally

Chapter 46: Peak showdown, spiritual storm.

"drink!"

A clear shout sounded behind him, and Zhu Houzhao turned around in confusion.

If there are no women in the army, where will the female voices come from?

The only female girl can only communicate mentally and cannot make a sound at all.

But before he could turn back, an invisible ripple came from behind, making Zhu Houzhao's brain unable to help but feel dizzy.

"what happened?"

Zhu Houzhao barely felt better after holding his forehead and shaking his head vigorously.

Zhu Houzhao opened his eyes hard and saw the source of the problem clearly. His mouth opened slightly in surprise.

I don't know when, no matter what she was doing, the little girl who was holding the corner of his clothes with one hand let go and stood on the collapsed city wall with her hands open.

At this time, the little girl no longer has the timidity of the past, her delicate face is full of cold light, invisible power is emitting from all around her body, her hair and skirt are dancing crazily, like a goddess coming to the world.

"drink!"

The aura around the little girl was getting stronger and stronger, and at a certain moment, it seemed to reach a critical point.

Hearing a soft shout from the little girl, she threw the small flowerpot in her arms into the air with all her strength.

"Om..."

Under Zhu Houzhao's gaze, the flowerpot took off rapidly. At the same time, the little girl raised the bronze mirror she had taken off at some point, raised it high, and pointed it at the flowerpot in the sky.

There was a buzzing sound, and the bronze mirror shone green light, freezing the flying flowerpot in the air.

As the green light shines, the emerald-like small vines tremble slightly, and the shadows continue to enlarge and spread with the trembling, and rush towards the surroundings.

"hiss!"

The phantom radiated more and more, and the invisible force became more powerful. Zhu Houzhao's head felt like a needle pricking it, and the pain made him tremble all over.

It’s not just Zhu Houzhao.

The surrounding protective soldiers and Zhao Kuangyin who were following behind were already squatting on the ground, covering their heads and roaring in pain.

"Girl!"

The vines in the flowerpot vibrated faster and faster, and the invisible attack force became stronger and stronger.

Zhu Houzhao was in so much pain that he wanted to rip his brains out.

Zhu Houzhao shouted as he endured the severe pain, wanting this girl to stop going crazy.

But at this moment, the little girl, who was like a goddess descending, could not hear any sound. She did not respond at all to the call of her master, Zhu Houzhao.

It just keeps instilling power, driving the mirror, and instilling energy into the vines in the flower pots.

"grumble…"

"Kakaka…"

Just when Zhu Houzhao couldn't bear it anymore and was about to fall to the ground, there were painful roars from outside the city wall, and at the same time there were sounds like ice cubes breaking.

Hearing this voice, Zhu Houzhao's heart moved. He endured the stinging pain in his brain, climbed up the city wall with difficulty, and looked into the distance.

The endless mist disappeared without knowing when.

The densely attacking corpses stopped advancing, fell to the ground, covered their heads, and screamed in pain.

From time to time, some of the corpses couldn't bear it, or for other reasons, their bodies seemed to be shattered into dregs by being shaken by ice.

"Spiritual attack!"

Seeing the scene outside, I looked at the little girl next to her, her eyes slightly closed as if a goddess had descended.

Thinking of the other party, the ability to create illusions.

Zhu Houzhao suddenly understood.

The White Walkers control wights, saying they resurrect corpses, but it's actually a form of mind control.

This is a kind of mental ability, and the little girl has evolved in this aspect, phantom mental power.

The little girl's power is not only able to create illusions, but is also very powerful in spiritual attacks.

It's just that this little girl is too cowardly and weak. Although she has great strength, she doesn't dare to use it.

I don't know what kind of stimulation this little girl received today, and she suddenly used her own mental attack.

This attack may have no effect on the White Walkers, but it is extremely effective on the corpses controlled by the White Walkers' minds.Spiritual power is said to be invisible, but in fact it is also interconnected.

Originally, the White Walkers controlled the zombies well, but the impact of the little girl's spiritual power directly caused chaos in the White Walkers' control.

Once this control goes out of control, it means death to the ghoul.

Their bodies should have decayed long ago, but under the control of the spirit of the White Walkers and the ice and snow, their bodies were stabilized.

Now that there is no such stabilizing force, under the stimulation of mental fluctuations, like ice cubes being hammered, the only end is to break into ice slag.

"Zi..."

On the ice and snow hill, a strange white ghost wearing reflective armor and white skin frowned tightly as he felt the powerful shock wave vibrating in the space.

Especially when he felt that the men under his control were dying in large numbers, the blue flames in his eyes became more intense.

"Zizi..."

A spear staff made of ice was slowly raised by him, the blue flames burning in his eyes, as if it was about to burst out of its eyes and burn the world.

"Master, help me..."

Understanding that the little girl was helping him, Zhu Houzhao did not bother the little girl. He sat on the rubble, enduring the pain, and looked at the corpses outside the wall that were constantly breaking into ice slag, with a smile on his lips.

However, not long after, he felt an invisible force coming from the opposite side, and it began to collide fiercely with the little girl's mental fluctuations.

At the same time, the little girl's cry for help rang in his mind intermittently.

"Girl, how can I help you?"

As soon as he heard the little girl's cry for help, Zhu Houzhao crawled to the little girl's side with great difficulty, looked up at her and asked eagerly.

"Cup...cup..."

Perhaps because the battle was so fierce, the little girl didn't even bother to reply and simply said what she needed.

cup?

Heavenly jade cup!

Zhu Houzhao was only slightly dull before he understood what the other party meant.

Stretching out his hand, the Heavenly Jade Cup appeared in his palm, emitting a milky white light.

"call!"

As the milky white light appeared, Zhu Houzhao felt his spirit relax suddenly, and the pain disappeared instantly.

Damn, I was so nervous just now that I forgot that my other baby was able to resist mental attacks.

Without taking a rest, Zhu Houzhao stood up quickly and placed the cup on the Yuehua Baojian.

As the two came into contact, most of the remaining essence of heaven and earth in the cup disappeared instantly.

Zhu Houzhao saw that in the green light emitted by the Yuehua Treasure Mirror, streaks of milky white energy appeared.

This milky white air enters the jasper vines in the flowerpot.

The spiritual shadow released by the vines also glowed milky white.

"Bah..."

There was a sound of the iron grilling squid, and Zhu Houzhao, who had been paying attention to the outside of the city, showed a victorious smile on his lips.

The corpse outside was still resisting the mental attack. Under the combined blow of the two treasures, its body was like a snowman encountering the blazing sun, melting and dissipating quickly visible to the naked eye.

The invisible force on the opposite side was also crumbling under the attack of the two treasures.

Zhu Houzhao looked back at the two treasures that were still shining, and seemed to understand something.

The abilities of both are the enhancement of life, while the White Walker on the opposite side is the incarnation of death.

Life and death are inherently relative laws.

With only the blessing of Yuehua Baojian, the little girl can only be on par with the opponent.

But Zhu Houzhao also added the Tianjing Jade Cup of the same level, and the power of life in the little girl's mental attack overwhelmed the power of death on the opposite side.

Those with strong lives will live, those with weak lives will die.

Whoever is stronger will be the final winner.

(End of this chapter)