Fantasy: Ten Thousand Times Stronger, I Have Thousands Of Magic Skills

When Feng Bao was awakened by a few slaps, he could already see the spire in the imperial mausoleum.

Qin Yu held a cucumber in his hand, swinging it back and forth, as if he would hit someone on the head at any time.

The two sat on the hood of the phoenix chariot, staring at each other.

"Tenth Prince, why did you really bring this old slave with you?"

"The imperial mausoleum is not like a temple of incense and fire. It is very important. As far as I know, there is more than one ancestor in it."

"If you really want to go to the imperial mausoleum to dig something, you are simply digging a hole to bury yourself - looking for death."

Qin Yu laughed. The real purpose of his coming to the Martial Sovereign Dynasty was to go to the imperial mausoleum to dig other fragments of Fangcun Xianshan.

"What are you afraid of? I, the main culprit, am not panicking, so why are you panicking?"

Feng Bao asked carefully: "How about you go alone this time? I won't go. You will be a drag if you take me with you."

Qin Yu patted Feng Bao's shoulder: "That won't work. I have to rely on you, an old Nascent Soul, to protect me."

Feng Bao wanted to cry but had no tears. Didn't he just look down on the Tenth Prince at the beginning, and made a few sarcastic remarks, showing that he was a Nascent Soul.

The Tenth Prince remembered this, and he was going to scare him to death before letting him go.

"I'm really rude!"

After saying that, Feng Bao slapped himself in the face.

"Wait, my mouth seems to have gotten bigger, and why is my stomach so fat."

Feng Bao touched his face carefully. What the hell?

He casually drew a mirror light technique and took a look.

Feng Bao was shocked and asked, "How did I become the Tenth Prince?"

Qin Yu patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I used the Great Transformation Technique to turn you into this. You will go to see the group of ancestors for me later. My legs and feet are not good and I can't kneel down."

Qin Yu had more important places to go, and Feng Bao was used to attract attention.

After all, Qin Yu decided to be cautious in a place that could suppress a fairy mountain.

If it was a suppression formation set up by the immortals in the sky, it would be okay to respect it.

Feng Bao smiled bitterly and said, "If this old slave is discovered, it will be a capital crime." Qin Yu looked at him and said seriously, "There are two major problems in the world of cultivation. There is no magic to treat hair loss, and it is difficult to grow a broken body again. Even the one-armed spear fairy in the North Sea has become a Red Dust Immortal, and he is still one-armed." "Now, my Thousand Changes, Myriad Transformations magic has transformed you into the Tenth Prince, and it is not lacking in any weight. Feel your crotch and see if it is the Tenth Prince in good condition." Feng Bao touched it, and his expression was so complicated that it was difficult to describe. He looked at Qin Yu and burst into tears in an instant: "You are my great benefactor. I, Feng Bao, am willing to die for the Tenth Prince." Qin Yu hugged his arms, looked at the huge imperial mausoleum, and said with a smile: "It's done. This body transformed by the transformation magic will be yours forever." The Phoenix Paladin drove into the imperial mausoleum in such a swagger. "Who dares to sit on the hood of the Queen's Phoenix Paladin? How rude!" Qin Yu patted the dust off his body and stood up. Feng Bao hurriedly shouted in a hoarse voice: "Martial Sovereign, come to the Tenth Prince, kneel!" Then he remembered that he was the Tenth Prince now, and immediately took a step forward, ready to welcome everyone to kneel down. The crowd knelt and talked at the same time. "Why is the idiot Tenth Prince here? Didn't they say that the overall situation has been decided and the Third Prince has won?" "Yes, why is he here? I heard that he lost his Yuan Yang a long time ago, and his cultivation is not up to the Qi Refining Stage. He can't even beat a foreman." Feng Bao sneered: "A bunch of dog slaves, really looking down on people." After saying that, he remembered that when he first met Qin Yu, he didn't seem to be much better, and couldn't help coughing awkwardly. Qin Yu patted Feng Bao's shoulder: "Imitate as much as you can, the more arrogant the better." After saying that, Qin Yu jumped and went straight to the building where Tie Qianshan got the fragments of the Wanjing Fairyland. Along the way, Qin Yu used Illusion-Breaking Golden Eyes to scan the surroundings. People were like ants, densely packed together, doing heavy, meaningless physical work.

It seemed that the entire imperial mausoleum was to be filled with buildings, but what was the point of having so many uninhabited buildings?

"A rough calculation shows that there are at least five million people in the imperial mausoleum."

"Why recruit so many people? It would be much faster to get a few Nascent Souls." Qin Yu frowned. It was unreasonable. There was something wrong with this place. Thinking of this, Qin Yu fell into the crowd. The Great Primordial Origin Transformation Technique transformed him into a strong young man with a strong back and a bronze skin. Perfect integration. Qin Yu kept walking among the working people, looking for something. Suddenly, a monk raised his whip and blocked his way. "You kid, why are you being lazy? Yang Laosi is dead. Hurry up and carry him away and bury him." Qin Yu looked in the direction of the voice and saw a corvée who was exhausted to death in the distance. Qin Yu walked in and felt the remnant soul full of resentment in the depths of the corvée's soul. The resentful remnant soul floated out of the body, as if it was sucked by something, and drilled into the ground. Qin Yu activated Illusion-Breaking Golden Eyes and looked down, but was blocked by a fairy formation. Qin Yu sneered and looked up at the millions of workers.

Only then did he realize that among these millions of people, as long as someone died, the residual soul would be sucked away.

"Good guy, there are still people collecting this thing, no wonder so many ordinary people are conscripted to torture day and night, doing meaningless things."

"It turns out that they want the resentful souls of these people, forcing them to complain and then harvest them."

"Killing people without getting their heads down, torturing thousands of people like this is really a piece of shit."

"No wonder Tie Qianshan rebelled, and the world responded to the call, all the immortals Martial Sovereign were courting death."

Qin Yu was thinking.

The supervisory monk whipped him with a whip.

With a snap, it hit the crying children and women.

"Are you done yet? You're so noisy. You all eat the royal food and plant the royal land. I caught you and built the royal mausoleum for decades. It's like I've wronged you. You deserve to be beaten!" The woman hugged the child and said, "Please don't beat me for the sake of my husband's recent death." "How dare you order me! Are you all going to rebel? Everyone, give me fifty lashes, and see if you dare to talk back in the future." The supervisor monk raised the whip and swung it in a circle. With a snap, the whip hit Qin Yu, who was hugging his arms. Qin Yu pinched his fingers with two fingers and pulled his arm, and the supervisor monk was pulled in front of him. Qin Yu stepped on his face. "Fellow Daoist, spare me, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I thought you were also a pariah." Qin Yu said coldly: "Don't call me Fellow Daoist, I feel sick." The supervisor monk felt that Qin Yu's feet seemed to weigh a lot. He was about to ask his companions for help. With a bang, Qin Yu stepped down, and the supervisor monk's brain burst, deader than dead.

Qin Yu looked disgusted and kicked him away.

He understood why he had captured millions of people.

Qin Yu went straight to Tie Qianshan and found the building of Fang Cun Xianshan.

After standing still, Qin Yu looked around.

"It's exactly the same as Tie Renshan's memory."

"It's here, Fang Cun Xianshan, come out."

A three-inch long platform appeared under Qin Yu's feet.

"Let's teleport in from this crack."

With Qin Yu's thought.

The scene in front of him changed instantly.