Jiuzhou tripod, the legendary treasure, can be traced back to the ancient times. There are nine items in total. According to legend, the birth of Jiuzhou tripod symbolizes that an era has reached its end.

This tripod was born, and the world was in turmoil.

Urn.

Zhan Wuque's accidental gains were extremely strange. He captured his remnant soul of the God of War when he opened it for the first time. If it weren't for the shock of the demon's heart, there would be more misfortunes.

Thinking of this, Zhan Wuque carefully took out the urn from the storage ring.

The altar is only seven inches tall, with a grayish color all over it, and there are even some yellow mud stains on it, which looks like it has just been dug out of the soil.

No one can believe that this is an evil thing that even the first God of War in the ages must be treated with caution.

Yes, this is an evil thing.

Its altar body is refined alively from the body of a god.

But the altar cover made of the head of the god was missing.

Zhan Wuque used Qingyang City War God Temple, and the head of the God of War Stone Statue was refined into an altar cover and used it as a substitute. Only then did he finally exert part of the power of this evil thing.

Zhan Wuque tightened the cover of the altar and rotated slowly.

Last time, he was weak and almost sucked in after opening the urn.

Now, his strength has increased greatly, and he has practiced three divine-level martial arts in total, and the soul-type martial arts "Six Paths of Reincarnation" is no longer the same as before.

He wants to try again, can he control the urn?

The urn is extremely powerful. If it can be used by him, the trip to Senluo Valley will be at least 30% more sure!

"Crack!"

There was a sound of bone cracks coming from the urn!

Zhan Wuque suddenly had an illusion that he seemed to be holding the altar cover in his hand, but a person's head, and now he was twisting the person's neck.

This feeling was very strong, and Zhan Wuque had already clearly felt thick hair growing on the cover of the altar, wrapping his hands tightly.

"call!"

Zhan Wuque's hands suddenly spewed out a blazing flames.

It's a strange fire!

But it has no effect on the strange hair.

Zhan Wuque even felt his hair tangled closer and closer, and even began to get into his skin, causing a tingling sensation!

At the critical moment, Zhan Wuque kept his mind, shouted loudly, and exerted force in his hand.

"Click!"

As if the neck was completely twisted, the urn was opened.

The rich black air was like a fountain, gushing outwards.

A suffocating evil aura suddenly spread throughout Zhan Wuque's body, and the urn even burst out with a strong suction force, so that Zhan Wuque could be sucked in!

"Nine-turning golden body!"

Zhan Wuque roared, raised his right foot and stomped his head suddenly, and his whole person immediately emitted a rich golden light, making him look like pure gold.

The surging power of qi and blood surged in the body, and the evil aura suddenly dissipated a lot.

But that's all.

The suction force suddenly increased, even more terrifying than before!

"Six Paths of Reincarnation Practice!"

Zhan Wuque sacrificed the star core, connected to the eighteen levels of hell, and blessed all the soul power of the first four levels of evil spirits on himself.

In this way, Zhan Wuque can finally barely fight against it.

"Customize for me!"

Zhan Wuque blew up, and the blue veins on his head were exposed.

He has already used both techniques to the limit!

Although he fixed his body, the evil aura did not dissipate for a long time, like poisonous gas, gradually corroding his remaining soul of the God of War.

If he continues at this speed, within a moment or three moments, he will be completely assimilated by the evil aura. At that time, he will no longer be himself, but will become an evil demon!

But at this moment, the force of the beating of the demon heart suddenly began to increase.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!!"

The heartbeat sounded stronger and stronger, and finally, it was like a drum beat, thunderous sound.

It was strange that as the heartbeat gradually increased, the evil aura seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force and gradually retreated.

In the end, all the evil auras returned to the urn.

Zhan Wuque immediately poked out a ray of divine thought.

He wants to leave his own mark on the urn and take it for his own use.

But after the divine thoughts fell on the urn, they were like stones sinking into the sea and had no effect.

Zhan Wuque gritted his teeth and kept releasing his divine thoughts until he almost lost one-third of his divine thoughts. Finally, he felt a trace of connection with the urn.

At the same time, the invisible suction force on his body immediately dissipated like a tide.

Zhan Wuque couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally succeeded, and if this continues, he will almost be unable to hold on.

Fortunately, hard work pays off.

Zhan Wuque picked up the urn.

Although he had established a slight connection with the urn, he did not feel that kind of control.

It's just a little bit of connection.

At most, you will not be attacked by the urn.

But Zhan Wuque was already very satisfied with this result.

He has seen the horror of the urn.

If you open it by surprise, once the distance is closer, even the strong martial spirit will be hit instantly.

I'm afraid even the half-step Martial Master, or even the powerful Martial Master, will be greatly disturbed and may be swallowed up in an instant.

After all, this is a force that even the remnant soul of Zhan Wuque's War God can interfere.

Zhan Wuque tried to open again.

But as soon as he opened a trace, his eyes suddenly turned black and he almost fell to the ground.

Zhan Wuque closed the altar cover again, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Just now, the moment the urn opened, his soul power was suddenly lost by one third!

It can be seen that the urn can not be opened casually.

Especially now that I have established a slight connection with him.

Every time he opens it, it will cost him his soul power.

Just now, he only opened a little, and in just a blink of an eye, he consumed one-third of his soul power. In other words, in his heyday, he lasted for three blinks at most.

Zhan Wuque smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but shake his head.

It seems that there is still a long way to go before we can fully grasp the urn.

All the power in this world does not come out of thin air, and must pay the corresponding price.

Nowadays, it seems that the urn can only be used as a means to keep the box.
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