I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

Gradually, he discovered something different!

When he cast the spell himself, he didn't know whether it was because of his own specialness or the seed of magical power, but there was a little fluctuation of space-time power when casting the spell.

This is the key to sealing the target and making the target's time flow almost stagnant.

However, when the seal seal sealed Wang Zijia's spell, this little special power was not preserved, resulting in the finished jade talisman being just a defective spell.

Although the missing thing was only a trace of weak power, it was the core power of the entire spell!

After studying the difference, Wang Zijia frowned and looked at the bloody coffin jade talisman, and fell into deep thought.

Is the material of the jade talisman not good?

So to make a fully effective jade seal, the space-time attribute is required as a material, and the space material alone is not enough?

Damn, the space-time attribute is the top product in the cultivation world. Where can I find the money to buy it, and it is not worth it even if I can afford it...

Thinking of this, Wang Zijia paused.

He suddenly drilled into the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, and under the golden scale, more than a dozen silver-white light spots flickered.

This is today's harvest, and Wang Zijia did not turn it into something valuable.

He took out a light spot and carefully mixed it into the space material to make a strange and ethereal jade talisman with time and space attributes.

Then, Wang Zijia repeated his old trick and began to encapsulate the time and space concealment technique into the jade talisman again.

After a moment, a blood jade coffin jade talisman with silver-white light flowing was made by Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia once again non-stop faced the chicken in front of him and triggered the jade talisman.

In an instant, the same seal appeared, and the chicken was sealed in the blood-colored silver coffin. Its time was almost stopped at this moment. After thousands of years, no one destroyed it, and there would probably be no change.

"It's done! It's really done! Haha..." Wang Zijia was full of surprise and laughed happily.

With this thing, some of his previous ideas for operations have room to play!

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The next day, Wang Zijia left several clones to refine the love poison pill in the yard and wait for the subsequent material handover.

The two children of the Ye family were also left behind by Wang Zijia.

They were too young and had no cultivation. It was inconvenient to carry them around for food, drink, and defecation, and they couldn't stand the hassle.

He didn't want the five giants to be destroyed by him accidentally!

Li Shengshi and the little tortoise were brought along by Wang Zijia to cultivate their feelings at any time, improve their favorability, and establish a permanent bond.

"Your Highness the Ninth Prince really wants to destroy the demons in the whole territory?" On the city wall, Li Lan looked at Wang Zijia and asked with confusion.

She really couldn't tell what Wang Zijia was asking for!

Wang Zijia smiled and said, "City Lord Li may not know my condition. Let's put it this way, every extra day I live is a gain. In this case, it's good to do something for this Changbao! At least let people know that I, Li Shenghong, have been to this world!"

Li Lan heard this, looked at the white hair on Wang Zijia's forehead, and said, "If the Ninth Prince needs anything, you can send me a message. If I can do it, I will not delay it."

"Nothing else, just help me pay attention to abnormal situations in various places!" Wang Zijia replied.

"Don't worry, I care more about the ghost master than the prince. Once it grows up, this Changbao will be gone!" Li Lan replied.

Wang Zijia saw this and said no more, "In this case, I will go to find the bad luck of those infected demons, and City Lord Li can stay in the rear!"

"Goodbye!"

The two said goodbye, and Wang Zijia was surrounded by five swords and turned into a stream of light and left.

Li Lan watched Wang Zijia leave, and after a while he said, "Swordsman who slays demons, are you seeking a name after death? Daqian's Confucianism and swordsmanship are really awe-inspiring!"

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Shiniu City has been haunted since half a month ago.

Invisible and shadowless, but real.

At first, there were just countless people who were killed in an instant, and later there were people who were torn to pieces and smashed into slag.

In just half a month, countless people have been attacked, and now some people have been killed, and their bodies have been intact, turning into skeletons, and they are beginning to move mechanically as if they were alive.

In broad daylight, it's like a ghost cave!

The entire Shiniu City has completely lost order, and the survivors are hiding in their houses, waiting for the arrival of the legendary immortals.

The brave ones, or those who don't have much food at home, try to go out to find food, or simply escape from the city.

In the end, they fell under the attack of invisible ghosts.

If this continues, in a month or two at most, the entire city of hundreds of thousands of people will be completely dead and turned into a city of skeletons.

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After leaving Fuhou City, Wang Zijia checked the map for a moment. Based on the general information obtained by Li Lan in the past few days, he first selected some cities that lacked the power to defend and were suspected of being ravaged by time ghosts.

When he arrived at the first stop, Shiniu City, in addition to sensing four time ghosts, he also saw that many skeletons similar to those in the Three Realms Temple had appeared in the ruined city.

These skeletons do not have silver energy in their bodies. They are pure skeletons after being killed by the ghosts of time, and the pollution in the ghosts' bodies infects the corpses.

If this continues, it can be foreseen that a city will eventually turn into a dead city of skeletons, and the time ghosts of several initiators will grow into the "elite" monsters of this city, just like the Dharma letter sent by the pagoda at the beginning, adding some power to the formation of Changbao's strange domain.

Just like a corner of the former Three Realms Temple.

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Wang Zijia sensed the sky above the city for a moment, then activated the space-time concealment, and his figure instantly disappeared into the void.

The big baby turned into a dark red long sword, which was caught by Wang Zijia, and he came behind the ghost of time skillfully.

This was a tall figure wearing a rich man's robe. He should have been relatively wealthy before, but now he is still skinny.

The clothes he originally wore now look unusually large. And they are almost torn. The originally gorgeous clothes have become beggar clothes, covered with scabs and blood stains.

I don't know where the pants went.

The little bean like a mummy was wandering outside, and it became very short and small. If you don't pay attention, you can't see it. It's not a big deal.

From this dress, it can be guessed that the infected person was just an ordinary person before.

But it didn't affect his strength after being eroded by time. In just half a month, I don't know how many lives ended in his hands.

Wang Zijia quietly lurked behind him and took a slight look at him. The white buttocks became barely visible, without any temptation.

Then, the cold-blooded Wang Zijia slashed with a sword like lightning.

"Puff!"

With a slight sound, the skin-and-bone head flew high, but no blood flew out, like a dead body.

After a few breaths, the corpse weathered and disintegrated, and a silver stream of light rushed towards Wang Zijia, who stretched out his hand and wrapped it with magic power, intercepted it, and sent it into the sea of ​​​​chaos for storage.

For other people, things that can quickly improve the progress of magical powers can be used even if they are precious resources. After all, the immortal way is too difficult to comprehend.

But for Wang Zijia, it is not the case. These things are related to Wang Zijia's future layout, and they cannot be used as thousands of points of value to feed magical powers.

After dealing with the opponent, Wang Zijia sneaked towards the next target again.

Repeat the previous process.

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After a while, several ghosts in the city were quickly killed by Wang Zijia.

Then, Wang Zijia's flesh and blood squirmed, and he fell to the ground like a living being, and began to transform into identical clones, rushing into the city, killing the skeletons that had not yet developed much power, and rescuing ordinary people in the ruins.

Wang Zijia's original body floated in the center of the city, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, with five dark red long swords suspended around him.

The gorgeous red light, like the rosy clouds of salvation, lit up the hope in the city, and the magic spirit light floated down with the light spots.

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In a collapsed ruin, Wang Zijia's clone stretched out his hand and pressed the ground, and the soil turned into crystals and quickly compressed to both sides.

In the dark underground, a couple hugged a child and huddled in a corner. Squinting slightly, adapting to the light that suddenly appeared above their heads.

A man with white hair on his forehead and a peerless face was embedded in the center of the cave skylight that suddenly appeared. The whole person seemed to be carrying holy light and smiled at them.

The dazzling sunlight seemed to cover his figure with a divine rainbow.

Such a scene was deeply engraved in the minds of the family of three.

"The disaster in the city has been eliminated. You have some martial arts skills. Go to the city square to gather and prepare for organization and management."

The exiled immortal man said this to the family of three in the cellar, or to the father, and then turned and left.

The three of them were stunned for a moment before they climbed out weakly.

I was stunned as soon as I saw it.

I saw that on the streets, in the ruins, and on the roofs, there were all identical peerless immortals, wandering around, searching, and rescuing.

There was also an immortal in the sky, surrounded by five swords, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and his whole body emitting strange light, like stars, floating all over the city like a rosy glow.

It was as if the sacred light entered the body, with a faint and subtle erosion, as if something had drilled into the body.

The immortal was checking their bodies and "treating" them.

This scene, which should have been very shocking and strange, made the family of three feel extremely relieved.

As the man looked around, the peerless immortal brought out several neighbors he was very familiar with from the ruins of a half-collapsed high-rise building next to him.

When he made eye contact with the neighbors, he was also in doubt and felt a faint sense of relief.

On the streets and in the city, tens of thousands of immortals with divine thoughts wandered around and quickly found survivors one by one.

If they found someone with certain abilities, they would go to the square to wait for instructions, and those without abilities would wait for relief at home.

If they needed treatment, there would also be clones to help them. They would either use magic power to help them recover, or use immortal pills and water for treatment.

In this process, many children with spiritual roots were found.

In this dark age, especially in border areas, there is almost no national spiritual root census, and many people with spiritual roots are missed, especially among civilians.

Although it is difficult for civilian descendants to have spiritual roots, there are still many with a large base!