The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Wow.

At this moment, the thousands of meters of clouds above Du Yu's head were blasted out of the sky by invisible force. It was as if a pair of invisible hands were waving in the air, shattering and dispersing the thick clouds and mist that originally filled the sky.

In fact, the broken clouds and mist holes above Du Yu were all made up of the remnant souls left by the Yellow Turban Army on the battlefield.

Nearly five million remnant souls roared and twisted to form a tornado-shaped vortex storm that stretched across the sky and the earth. One end of the storm was in the high-altitude cloud area, and the other end was connected to the body of the Zhuxian Sword in Du Yu's hand. The Zhuxian Sword was sucked into the sword body very quickly and continued to be refined.

Roar--

The remnant souls of the Yellow Turbans struggled and roared. Every moment, thousands of remnant souls were sucked into the Zhuxian sword body, instantly refined into ownerless soul power, and sucked into every open pore of Du Yu's body!

At this moment, Huang Zhong, Wang Han, including Zhuge Liang and others who came from the rear of the army to join the army on the expedition, all looked at Du Yu with doubtful expressions.

At Du Yu's place, the Qilin soldiers had retreated again and again, all of them had retreated, automatically vacating a huge blank area of ​​10,000 meters in radius.

Everyone who enters this blank area will immediately shiver, and their body temperature will drop rapidly...

Even if the Qilin soldiers are strong, they will feel instantly weakened when entering this area, so it is not advisable to stay for a long time.

"Will your lord be okay? Are you practicing some kind of strange technique? There's so much momentum. How come you started practicing it right on the battlefield? Could it be that you've fallen into an epiphany?" Wang Han was a little worried and looked away. Du Yu was standing in the middle of the open space. Although he couldn't see the remnant souls of the yellow scarf in the sky, he could still instinctively feel the inexplicable power surrounding Du Yu at the moment.

"My lord's aura is rising..." Huang Zhong's eyes were solemn, and there was some confusion in his eyes. Although he sensed that Du Yu's aura was rising, he did not notice any increase in the blood power of Du Yu's body.

Zhuge Liang also looked at Du Yu. He knew the art of looking at Qi, and he knew at a glance that although Du Yu's current state was strange, it was not dangerous, and even had huge benefits.

After confirming this, he no longer paid attention to the changes in Du Yu.

Instead, his eyes were solemn and he looked at the sky areas in the four directions with a hint of joy. Zhuge Liang's eyes lit up.

Soon, golden rays of light shone in his eyes. As the golden light appeared, Zhuge Liang also looked at the golden air pillars gathering from all directions in the world at this moment, falling continuously, converging into Du Yu's body, and converging into Du Yu's body. There are a large number of Qilin soldiers in the battlefield.

Even in the distance in the direction of Qilin Town, Zhuge Liang could vaguely see a huge golden air column tearing open the sky and pouring down.

"these are……"

"The golden light manifested by the destiny of heaven?" Zhuge Liang was shocked.

In this world, the destiny of the country is the force that suppresses the destiny of a country. If the destiny of the destiny is strong, the destiny of the country will be prosperous. If the destiny of the destiny is weak, the destiny of the country will wither and be filled with disasters...

For example, in the current Han Empire, the national destiny is being plundered by the Yellow Turban Army all over the world, and divided by the feudal princes with evil intentions in all directions.

In this way, the Han Empire came to an end, and the national destiny of the entire country was on the verge of collapse.

Zhuge Liang knew the art of looking at Qi.

He could barely see a trace of the movement of the fortune of heaven that was dormant on weekdays. It was precisely because he saw Du Yu's force in Nanyang City having prosperous fortune, with the appearance of a dragon and tiger leaping, and seeing Du Yu The soldiers under his command were powerful and sharp, so he took the initiative to join Du Yu, believing that Du Yu was a wise master who could assist him in achieving great achievements.

At this moment, Zhuge Liang saw the golden pillars of luck left all over the sky, and when he saw them integrating into the bodies of the soldiers of the Qilin Legion, into Du Yu's body, and into his own body, how could Zhuge Liang not be happy?

"When the golden pillar of heaven's destiny comes down, our Qilin Town will surely prosper."

"Destroying the Yellow Turban Army actually has such benefits."

"God bless my lord, God bless me, Qilin Town." Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan, with a smile on his face, and a lot of emotion and joy in his heart.

Although this heavenly destiny is invisible and has no quality, it can affect the fortunes of Qilin Town, Qilin Legion, Du Yu, and the civil servants and generals under Qilin Town in many places. It can benefit everyone under Qilin Town. , constantly accumulating strength invisibly, and eventually becoming unstoppable and unmatched!

Thinking about it, Zhuge Liang had an idea in his mind.

"Um?"

He looked towards Du Yu, and vaguely felt that the inexplicable power surrounding Du Yu had dissipated a lot, and now only the last trace remained.

At this moment, half an hour had passed unknowingly since all the Yellow Turban soldiers were wiped out.

"My lord is waking up."

Zhuge Liang paused and reminded Wang Han, Huang Zhong and others around him.

On Du Yu's side, all the yellow scarf remnant souls in the sky had disappeared, and they were all devoured and refined by the Immortal Killing Sword.

At this moment, only the last piece of ownerless soul power was left around him.

"Wow!"

After a moment, Du Yu opened his mouth and swallowed the last wave of ownerless soul power into his body. His tightly closed eyelids moved, and then slowly opened.

"call."

"Absorbed."

Du Yu took a deep breath and felt refreshed. The soul in his body felt refreshed like never before. It seemed as if it had been washed from the inside out by the extremely pure water, washing away all the dirt on the soul. It was as if it was extremely refreshing. of comfort.

Not only is the soul refreshing and transparent, but the power of the soul seems to be much stronger than before. It feels like it has evolved from a young ecological baby into a muscular adult man.

Sensing the incomparably expanding sense of enhancement in his soul, Du Yu also scanned his personal attribute list.

At this glance, you can directly see that the attribute of your mental strength has been explosively improved!

800,000 points of spiritual power!

This is what Du Yu sees in his current mental attribute column.

In addition to the mental attributes, there are three other attributes - strength, speed, and physique.

These three items are still the same as before, only 320,000 points.

"Good guy."

"These remnant souls of the Yellow Turban are really powerful. Their spiritual attributes have been increased to 800,000 points. Now I calculate purely based on the soul. Is it considered that I have reached the soul level of Tongxuan Life?" Du Yu murmured to himself, with a look in his eyes. A glow of excitement.

When he set out from Qilin Town to destroy the Yellow Turban Army from outside, Du Yu didn't think too much about it.

I didn't expect that after these Yellow Turbans were killed, I could still use the soul-eating properties of the Zhuxian Sword to get such benefits.

Now it seems that this soul-eating characteristic has no limit.

You can then increase your mental power as much as you want. Although with the increase in mental power, the effect of devouring the residual souls of the Yellow Turban soldiers has been reduced to a certain extent, but there are so many Yellow Turban soldiers.

The millions of Yellow Turban troops here in Jingzhou are only a fraction of all the Yellow Turban troops in the entire Han Empire.

Outside, there are many more.