Pantheon plane lottery system

Chapter 404
The battlefield was littered with corpses, but because of Voldemort's practice, many soldiers' corpses were not retrieved, and all of them were left in the wilderness. After half a month, the entire battlefield was filled with a rotten smell.

Zhang Chen passed quickly through the battlefield, and frowned after smelling the smell, "Contagion is very likely to occur if this continues, these corpses cannot be allowed to rot here, and tell Xu Chu after returning, in case the soldiers get infected If the plague strikes, many people will die without fighting."

However, Zhang Chen didn't have any resistance to this smell, instead he had some nostalgia, "But when I smell this smell again, I really miss it."

Zhang Chen walked to the battlefield and slowed down.

The plague and the like had no effect on Zhang Chen, but instead reminded Zhang Chen of the hard work when he was struggling to survive in the zombie world.

"I didn't expect to smell this kind of smell..." There was a trace of nostalgia on Zhang Chen's face, but it disappeared quickly. He glanced at it and sighed, "Since we met, I can't let you just sleep here like this." In the past, just take pleasure in helping others."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chen directly activated the sword energy.

Sword Qi gushed out from Zhang Chen's body and shot out in all directions without any dead ends.

Every sword qi is tightly attached to the ground, and every sword qi seems to be plowing the ground. The dense sword qi directly plows the ground and all the corpses on the ground.

The scattered sword energy instantly turned over the ground within five miles, and all the exposed corpses were turned into the soil.

After the sword energy disappeared, Zhang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this large-scale use of sword energy does not consume sword intent, it consumes too much spiritual energy in an instant, so even Zhang Chen can't stand it.

He took out the purple gold gourd from the storage space and drank a few sips of spirit wine. Zhang Chen walked forward silently.

Following Zhang Chen's ups and downs, the battlefield that looked a bit tragic at first was as ugly as plowed ground, but the rotten smell before had faded a lot.

At the foot of a cliff twenty miles away, a fence surrounded most of the flat land, tents took root in the fence, and a soldier in wooden armor was patrolling the camp.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Zhang Chen looked at the busy military camp below, "It should be here." After speaking, Zhang Chen jumped directly from the air with a light leap. In the process of falling, Zhang Chen tapped a few rocks with ease and landed. In a place where the people in the barracks can't notice.

After landing, Zhang Chen's spiritual consciousness came out instantly, covering the entire barracks in no time.

But soon Zhang Chen frowned, because in his own consciousness, there was an obvious blank area, and this area in Zhang Chen's consciousness was like ink marks falling on a piece of white paper General, unusually conspicuous.

"What's the situation? Is there anyone in this world who can block my consciousness? It's interesting." Zhang Chen was a little curious.

Since coming to this world, this is the first time that this kind of spiritual consciousness has been blocked.

Zhang Chen glanced at the place that shielded his consciousness, and walked towards that place in a flash.

This place was at the very edge of the barracks, and Zhang Chen, who happened to be in the province, was hiding from patrolling soldiers in the barracks. Before Zhang Chen reached that place, he heard the faint sound of the piano coming from a distance.

Zhang Chen didn't pay attention to it at first, but the more Zhang Chen walked in, he found that the sound of the piano was getting louder and louder. Finally, Zhang Chen walked around the barracks until he came to the place where the spiritual consciousness was shielded, only to find that the sound of the piano came from Zhang Chen's spiritual consciousness. It came from the blank area.

As Zhang Chen approached, the sound of the piano seemed to have reached the most exciting part. The sound of the piano made people feel refreshed, and there was a surge of enthusiasm in the heart, even for people like Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen closed his eyes and stood there, enjoying the sound of the piano.

Although the sound of the piano has not reached the level that can affect Zhang Chen's mind, Zhang Chen himself does not want to leave the sound of the piano.

There is a sense of impassionedness in the sound of the piano, and there is also a sense of tranquility and leisure in it.

Along with the melodious sound of the piano, Zhang Chen has unknowingly walked into this blank area of ​​spiritual consciousness.

The sound of the piano gradually died down, and Zhang Chen also opened his eyes.

There is a bamboo building in front of me. This is located in the Central Plains. Bamboo is not common here, and it can even be said to be rare. In addition, this is a battlefield, this bamboo building looks a bit abrupt.

"Since you're here, why don't you come up and sit down?" An indifferent voice came from the bamboo building. Zhang Chen raised his head and looked at the window on the second floor of the bamboo building. A man in a loose robe looked at Zhang Chen and said.

The man has sword eyebrows and star eyes, is very handsome, and has a grand and steady demeanor, obviously in a high position.

Zhang Chen smiled slightly after hearing the man's words, "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

The man in the bamboo building was slightly taken aback when he heard Zhang Chen's words, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, "Being obedient is worse than being respectful? Interesting."

Zhang Chen walked to the door of the bamboo building, but no one opened the door of the bamboo building, but Zhang Chen was so bold that Shi Shiran walked in.

It wasn't that Zhang Chen was the one who made the most of it, but Zhang Chen knew when he saw this man that he was no threat to him, and when he saw the bamboo building, Zhang Chen also knew why his spiritual sense was useless here. Because the entire bamboo building constitutes a formation, this formation has no lethality, but it can eliminate prying eyes, and has a certain defensive ability, so it can be said to be a defensive formation.

After entering the bamboo building, Zhang Chen looked at the structure on the wall of the bamboo building, and admired softly, "I have an idea, use spiritual bamboo to form a semi-natural formation, which is isolated from detection, and has a certain degree of defense. talent!"

"This gentleman is praised by Liao. This is just some little trick that Gong Jin figured out on his own." With the sound of footsteps, the man before had already walked downstairs.

"On the contrary, this gentleman has a restrained charm, but he is a world of his own, and he is also a master outside the world."

Looking at the handsome man who came down, Zhang Chen was a little surprised, "You are Zhou Yu? It's been a long time since you've seen your name."

Zhou Yu was slightly taken aback when he heard Zhang Chen's words, "Sir, do you know Gong Jin?"

"The song is wrong. Zhou Lang Gu Jiangdong's elders have such a high opinion of Gong Jin, how can I not know?" Zhang Chen looked at Zhou Yu with some emotion.

As long as Zhou Yu is in the real world, everyone knows it, but most people only know that Zhou Yu was pissed to death by Zhuge Liang, and said the words of Ji Shengyu and He Shengliang, but in fact Zhou Yu was not pissed to death by Zhuge Liang, but a recurrence of an old disease In the end, Zhuge Liang taunted him before he died, and said his plan by the way. The last sentence, Ji Shengyu and He Shengliang, was actually not complaining, but lamenting the impermanence of fate.

Zhang Chen is also very familiar with Zhou Yu.

(End of this chapter)