The spiritual power is a talent he possessed since he was born. He himself could not understand the principles and essence of it. If he had not entered Gou Chen by chance, he might not have discovered his talent.

Ji Qianming himself has also investigated the situation of some other mental power owners and found that his mysterious state seems to be fundamentally different from other people's mental powers. Others only slightly improve the efficiency of brain operation through this state, which is not as exaggerated as Ji Qianming, nor does it have the faint flowing Taoist rhyme.

Perhaps it is hereditary talent? It is related to his own life experience? Ji Qianming couldn't figure it out, so he simply shifted his attention from this state. Since he became stronger and stronger, this mysterious state has almost never triggered it again. Ji Qianming almost forgot that there was such an existence.

Since he advanced to the imperial level, his "mind power" seems to have changed, but now the promotion time is too short, so what is the difference remains to be explored.

Ji Qianming abandoned these distractions and turned to Yi Yi who was beside him. He saw that Yi Yi, who had a lot of life a few seconds ago, was like a candle fire that could be extinguished at any time in the strong wind, dying.

Yi Yi raised his arm with difficulty, pointed his finger at Ji Qianming with a weak expression, his lips oozing blood slightly opened and closed, his eyes wide open, as if the person standing in front of him was not a boy, but a hell evil ghost.

"You! You..." Yi Yi said hoarsely for a long time, and only said one word. Then his pupils dissipated and he fell straight to the ground.

Both souls and souls are destroyed!

Ji Qianming's mouth twitched slightly. He hadn't hit enough yet, so why did he die suddenly by himself?

Shaking his head helplessly, Ji Qianming's eyes moved away from Yi Yi's corpse and looked up at the sky. Now the annoying guy is gone, and he can finally study the authority of this rampage.

The power of wishes floating in the sky has been reduced by a circle. Just now, Ji Qianming's decree to "become the emperor on the ground" directly consumed nearly 30% of his wishes. Including the previous half-sphere light turn off, there are almost negligible prohibition of space folding and time delay, which consumed about 36%.

Is there 64% of my willpower left...how to use it?

In front of him was not only a storm of eighth end, but also an unprecedented ultimate wishing opportunity!

Ji Qianming just thought for a moment and made a wish.

"I wish that the eighth ending host Zhang Fan will be immortal."

The cloud of wishes in the sky fell down a golden pillar of light, which accurately landed on Zhang Fan's suspended body. The grand wishes wrapped Zhang Fan's body into a ball, condensed into a golden sphere, and began to wash every cell of his cell, transform his body structure, and injected a massive amount of life energy.

Zhang Fan, who was dying because of his last rage, gradually calmed down his breathing, at least he was not in danger of his life.

The power of wishes in the air shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, only about 40% remained. Although Ji Qianming felt a little distressed, he did not regret it at all.

After all, Zhang Fan is the ending host. It is natural to use this wish that has accumulated for hundreds of years on him. Although Zhang Fan has strong combat power, his body is too fragile. With the protection of "immortal body", he should greatly make up for his shortcomings.

Ji Qianming cleared his throat, pointed his finger at the puppet master, and made a second wish.

"I wish, puppet master Zhang Nian, to be resurrected from the dead."

Buzz —!

An invisible field of time enveloped the place where Zhang Nian's seeds were broken, and the long river of time began to flow backwards under the terrifying and terrifying power of will.

Ten seconds, one minute, three minutes, five minutes...

In that small time domain, dust reversed and light and shadow alternated. As time flowed back to five minutes and forty seconds, the residual light became more and more intense, and dim seed fragments appeared out of thin air, and the light became brighter and brighter, slowly replenished into a seed covered with cracks. As time flowed back, the cracks on the surface of the seed gradually disappeared, and finally returned to a complete seed again, with the halo flowing, mysterious abnormality.

The realm of time dissipated, and just when Ji Qianming thought the resurrection was completed, a sudden change arises.

Around the seed, strands of flesh and blood appeared out of thin air, and more and more, gradually intertwining into a human-shaped body, bones, muscles, skin, hair... Ji Qianming widened his eyes and witnessed this shocking scene with his own eyes.

As his facial features were fixed, a middle-aged man with a nine-point similarity to Zhang Fan appeared in front of Ji Qianming.

What is resurrection from the dead? Only with a body with vitality can one be considered life.

Ji Qianming suddenly understood the principle of this resurrection. What he said about the resurrection from the dead includes the birth of the body and the birth of the spirit. Now it is only a few minutes before Zhang Nian's death. As for the birth of the body, it is even simpler. Creating a body out of thin air is not difficult for the first wishing machine in ancient times.

Ji Qianming looked at the sky and resurrected Zhang Nian consumed 13% of his willpower.

Fortunately, Zhang Nian died for a short time, otherwise he would not know if he could even use all his willpower to resurrect him.

Just as Ji Qianming was thinking about whether he could resurrect Fatty Cui, Zhang Nian on the ground slowly opened his eyes, looked at his hands blankly, and looked around blankly.

"What happened?" The light in the light domain was too dazzling, and it was difficult for Zhang Nian to open his eyes, but he seemed to see Ji Qianming's figure just now and asked with a frown.

Ji Qianming smiled, "I'll talk about it later, I'll do the important things first."

Looking at the cloud of wishes with less than one-third left, Ji Qianming took a deep breath, clutched the authority of his wishes tightly, and spoke solemnly:

"I wish that Gou Chen Mingjun Cui Hanqi will be resurrected from the dead!"

One second, two seconds... no vision happened, and the clouds of wishes in the air did not react at all, as if they had not heard Ji Qianming's wish at all.

Sure enough, can it be resurrected too long... Ji Qianming shook his head bitterly.

"I wish that Bai Qing, the Ice Emperor of China, will be resurrected from the dead!" Another sentence came out, but there was still no response.

Ji Qianming was a little annoyed and issued several orders in succession.

"I wish, the God Realm exploded in place!"

"I wish to die suddenly in the family of the contemporary God Emperor!"

"I hope that the earth's technology will advance for five hundred years!"

"I wish that the divine realm and the earth's passages will all collapse!"

In the empty light domain, Ji Qianming's voice echoed again and again, but the power of wishes still did not move at all. These wishes that were beyond their own range... the wishing machine could not be realized at all.
Chapter completed!