The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

Zhang Chen, who had laughed enough, began to pay attention to the changes in himself.

Before, he just reminisced about the memories, but the sword intent had changed so much. It was impossible for Zhang Chen not to be curious. At this time, Voldemort left, and Zhang Chen just had a good time to observe carefully.

Zhang Chen sat down directly, his mind immersed in his body.

Zhang Chen's golden soul opened his eyes at this time and looked at the brand new long sword in his hand.

"Is this the newly condensed sword intent?"

Zhang Chen couldn't see anything strange about this sword. It felt that there was no other characteristics except for the sentimental momentum. Even the previous sword intent could emit amazing momentum from time to time, but this one had no reaction at all.

"Since you can't see anything strange, just use it and you will know." Zhang Chen stood up from meditation and opened his eyes.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen walked directly outside.

This valley is not suitable for displaying sword intent, it is better to be farther away.

Just behind the valley are continuous mountains, and now is a good time for Zhang Chen to experiment with sword intent.

Zhang Chen felt different from before when he just got up and flew.

The speed of flight was nearly twice as fast.

Zhang Chen now relies on this body to fly. Before solving the defect of the demon body that cannot tolerate spiritual energy, Zhang Chen can only rely on his body and cultivation to fly. It is a dream to use spiritual energy.

But now Zhang Chen's flying speed is twice as fast, which means that Zhang Chen's cultivation has at least doubled.

After adapting to the speed of flight, Zhang Chen suddenly became curious about the newly born sword intent and could not help but speed up to fly forward.

After flying for a while, it felt that this place was almost there. There were mountains all around, few people, and even few birds and beasts. Zhang Chen nodded with satisfaction.

After staying in the air for a while, Zhang Chen suddenly felt the sentimentality again.

As this artistic conception became stronger and stronger, when it reached a peak, Zhang Chen suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Now!"

As Zhang Chen shouted, Zhang Chen's sword fingers in his hand were together and gently slashed towards a mountain in front.

A light shadow with a faint yellow color instantly rushed out from Zhang Chen's hand.

This sword shadow did not have the thrilling momentum of Zhang Chen's sword moves in the past, but looked ordinary.

However, this ordinary sword shadow rushed to the top of the mountain at a very fast speed and instantly disappeared into it.

Zhang Chen waited for a moment and found that there was no change in the top of the mountain. Just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed and he hurriedly flew up.

Zhang Chen had just left here when the mountain below, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly exploded.

Countless gravel flew and dust flew.

When everything settled, Zhang Chen looked at the mountain again and was shocked.

At this time, the mountain was no longer a mountain. The whole mountain looked like a platform, with a smooth cut surface, but the upper part was missing. However, Zhang Chen could know something without looking for it. Just now, countless gravel flew and dust flew. It was probably the power of that mountain.

"I didn't expect this sword intent to be so powerful." Zhang Chen murmured as he looked at the faint yellow light of the sword intent in his hand.

"The most important thing is not the power, but the momentum that affects people's minds. This momentum is unheard of, and I don't know what it is. It seems that I have to go to other worlds to find books related to swordsmanship."

Zhang Chen was very satisfied with this test. Not only did the power increase, but it also affected people's minds. Zhang Chen was sure that for people with poor willpower, Zhang Chen could subdue them without bloodshed, and Zhang Chen had a hunch that the power of this sword intent had not yet reached its maximum.

Zhang Chen suddenly became a little curious about the sword intent.

How powerful can it be?

But now even if Zhang Chen was curious about it, it would be useless. After all, this is not the world of cultivation or cultivators, and there are not so many things about swordsmanship. Zhang Chen felt that even the fairy sword sect like Shushan might not have a high understanding of this sword intent.

"The most urgent thing is to repair the body. Otherwise, if there is really no spiritual energy to control, and it depends entirely on the sword essence, some delicate formations cannot be used." Zhang Chen thought while returning to the hut.

This spiritual energy cannot be used is also a big problem for Zhang Chen.

Although the sword essence is also a kind of spiritual energy, it is after all with sword intent, and can only be regarded as a variant of spiritual energy. Although this variant of spiritual energy is more powerful than spiritual energy in some places, it is not as good as the latter in terms of recovery or compatibility.

Spiritual energy is the source of all things. Even if Zhang Chen does not say this, he knows it in his heart.

Zhang Chen did not expect that after only two years in this world, both his own strength and other things around him have made great progress.

The brain worm has changed sharply, the fire phoenix egg has hatched, and finally Zhang Chen's sword intent has matured.

But Zhang Chen thought about it and understood it.

In fact, it is not that there is anything magical in this world, but that Zhang Chen has accumulated a lot and has reached a certain level.

The reason why there was no breakthrough in other worlds before was because Zhang Chen did not have an environment where he could practice in peace in other worlds. Every time he entered a world, there was a task pressuring Zhang Chen to keep moving forward.

Although this is good for Zhang Chen himself, the disadvantages are also very obvious. Although his strength has improved, the things around him have not changed, especially the means are all the old things. If this situation continues, Zhang Chen can only rely on his old capital, and he may die in some world.

The world of Harry Potter is based on weird magic. Although the magic looks weird, Zhang Chen's open and close method is just their nemesis, so Zhang Chen could have completed the task and returned here a long time ago, but Zhang Chen also found his own problems, so he has been dragging time.

"My cultivation has broken through, and everything around me is developing rapidly. At this time, it's time to leave." Zhang Chen thought for a moment and decided to leave as soon as possible.

Now Voldemort's Horcruxes have gathered together. Next, find the one other than Harry, and then Zhang Chen decided to talk to Harry in person.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen called Voldemort.

Voldemort walked into the hut and asked Zhang Chen after seeing him, "Master, what do you want from me?"

Zhang Chen waved his hand, "You don't have to call me Master, just call me Boss. You don't have to be so restrained in the future. I'm not looking for a slave, I need your talent."

Voldemort was shocked, "Yes!"