"attack!"
The gate of the royal capital was opened, but at this moment, there was movement from the Ancestral Temple, and a blazing sun-like aura shot straight into the sky and penetrated the clouds.
The monks in Beizhao Continent looked up and were shocked. Something happened in the capital?
This scene is nothing else. It is a vision that will only appear when a new king is born and faith is transferred.
Faith transfer is a method only used by monks who practice Shinto. The core is the title. When some monks who practice faith spread their faith everywhere, they consciously use the title as a symbol of themselves, causing believers to believe in this "title". Rather than "the person", if someone inherits this "title" in the future, they can inherit all their faith power.
Most of this happens to princes and emperors who believe in Shinto, in order to ensure that their country can have a successor to take charge of the overall situation when they fall or become inconvenient to govern.
Zhan Changfeng asked the army to pause their advance and looked deep into the city. A strong hostility burst out and fell on the wall of the royal capital in an instant.
The person who came had a serious face, and those who didn't know better thought he was exactly like King Donglin.
He is the order of the Imperial Ancestral Temple and the new King of Donglin!
At this moment, he was standing there, and the power of faith in his body was connected to the land, echoing with the royal capital, rising and falling together, as if the land and the city were breathing.
The faith immersed in the land and the city has the same origin as him, making him and this space integrated, as if he is its master.
The monks in the royal capital were so determined that they could not wait to clap their hands and celebrate, "The Imperial Ancestral Miao Order will inherit the throne, and our chief advantage will be back."
"Yes, this is the royal capital. The power of faith of the Donglin Dynasty for hundreds of years has permeated every inch of the land. How can they resist it?"
Their joy comes from a concept, "nurturing water and soil."
A country, a dynasty, and the promotion of a celestial dynasty are all inseparable from these three words.
Shinto uses luck, merit, and faith to nourish its own territory. This process is also refining the power of the world in this territory. The stronger the power of the world that is refined, the higher this territory will rise. When it rises to a level When it is above the world, it also means that it has controlled the power of the world in this world.
In fact, if you carefully observe the land in the capital of the East, you can find that it is seven or eight inches higher than other areas. It can also be said that it is slightly suspended on the surface of the mountain and sea boundary.
This alone shows how huge the power is permeating it, and as the King of Donglin who bestows this power, he is equivalent to the master of this space.
The strong home field advantage made the monks in the capital happy, as if they could see how Zhan Changfeng and the others were kicked out in the next breath.
The Taimiao Order already had the power of King Donglin, but he did not place himself in the position of King Donglin. He looked deeply at the mess in front of him. It was obvious that at the backbone of the battle force, the dignified dynasty was defeated.
"Are you Linyao?" He said coldly with an almost pitiful expression, "If we continue to fight, it will only increase casualties and will be of no benefit to you or me. Since you and I are both leaders now, why not decide the outcome in a battle? If you win, Donglin will come down. If I win, you will return all our kings, princes, and heavenly kings, and from now on I will become my vassal to Donglin."
"Mr. Taimiao, you are so kind. I am waiting here to help you kill them all!" Several groups of people came from all directions, with private troops behind them. They were several Wei clan members of the Donglin Dynasty.
Shuo Yu couldn't resist Taimiao Ling, one of the leaders of both sides. They happened to speak out and turned the fire away, "Before you speak big words, you should also look at the current situation. Your true king has been captured. The so-called Taimiao Ling He is just a polished commander, otherwise why would he bet on war? Be careful what you say, lest your Ancestral Temple's order prevents you from coming to Taiwan."
Several Wei tribesmen were choked so much that their faces turned red. They turned to look at the Taimiao Ling, as if they were following the Taimiao Ling.
The Taimiao Order lowered his eyebrows and chanted his title to activate the power of faith in this space. The earth trembled and the vitality of heaven and earth roared. Everyone in Taiyi felt a force of repulsion, as if there was a huge power dormant in the dark, trying to suppress Throw them all out.
Lianwei understands the power of space best, and she can sense that some of the space power here has been used by the Donglin Dynasty for its own use.
It can't be said to be control, but Donglin can indeed influence or borrow the power of the world within the capital. She looked at Zhan Changfeng, "Are you sure?"
"You will know once you try it." Zhan Changfeng responded, "I will fight with you to end this battle. Please take action."
"Okay!" The Taimiao Order raised his hand, "Everyone retreat!"
The monks in the royal capital supported each other and moved away, worried and excited. They only hoped that the Taimiao Order could defeat her in one fell swoop and restore peace to the east.
The monks outside the royal capital were also attracted by the previous movements and smacked their lips secretly. Why did a national war suddenly break out? They had not heard any news before. And Marquis Linyao, shouldn't he be held accountable by all parties?
In the blink of an eye, Xuan Gu, Fu Lin, Liang Qiu, Ling Shan, Xuan Ling, Tai Xuan and other first-rate forces also knew about this incident. They were in mixed moods and didn't know what to say to her.
The heads and clan leaders all shook their heads. Lin Yao was too hasty to step forward. Even if he won, Taiyi's manpower would not be able to eat a piece of meat as big as Donglin's. Sooner or later he would choke to death. What's more, a senior dynasty in Donglin has no trump card?
Sure enough, the Ancestral Temple Order of Donglin directly inherited King Donglin's beliefs and was in charge of the secrets of the royal capital.
Many forces used magic to spy on what was going on in the royal capital with the mentality of watching a good show. Now that the Imperial Ancestral Order had control over every inch of the royal capital, he was naturally aware of these prying eyes, but he had no time to stop them.
The Ancestral Ancestral Miao made a sound in his throat, and recited a series of mantras quickly, almost incomprehensibly. At the same time, mysterious power also rose up in him, and the momentum he displayed was far beyond what his actual magical power could match.
Others may not see it, but Zhan Changfeng sees that all the national destiny of Donglin is converging on him, including the national destiny of the civil servants and generals of Donglin!
One person carries the fortune, one person holds the sword, and the other fights for the country. At this moment, the Imperial Ancestral Miao Order is clothed in the light of faith, with a thousand-foot golden dragon of luck on his head, stepping on fertile soil, and holding a sword of acquired holy treasure level, like an immortal warrior. , glaring at the opponent angrily.
"Hey!" His power became stronger as he pulled out the sword. It seemed that what he pulled out was not the blade, but a world that was about to be struck away. Even the space around the sword seemed to have collapsed due to being overwhelmed. , exposing the black hole.
Wu Feiyu noticed the clue immediately. It was a sword, but it was not a sword. It was a wish to kill all living beings!
"It has been enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple for nine hundred and ninety-nine years, gathering the wishes of millions of believers in the past and present to protect the king!" The Imperial Ancestral Order arched his body, veins popped out in the big hand holding the hilt of the sword, and the sleeves on his arms burst, revealing his plate. Qiu muscles.
Every time the sword was pulled out, the killing intent exploded, so that when he was about to pull it out completely, the turbulent killing intent could shake up the surrounding vegetation and gravel. He roared and shouted the last words, " This is the wish of all sentient beings, how dare you block it! How can you block it!"
A doomsday-like aura swept across the capital, and all the monks seemed to be strangled by the throat, and even felt like a cold sword was stabbing directly into their hearts.
Others were like this, but Zhan Changfeng, who faced the blow, was even more harmed. Even her will could not resist the killing intent that destroyed the world.
Zhan Changfeng made secrets with his hands, and the little bits of faith passed through the limitations of space and rushed towards her, forming a huge tide in an instant.
She turned it into divine power and used the totem technique in the Lonely Hell chapter, "Twisted Heaven."
The speed of the shocking sword that came was sluggish, and the surrounding airflow began to twist, as if a black hole was forming.
As soon as I raised my heart from the Imperial Ancestral Temple, I saw the black hole swallowing the sword? !
All murderous intent dissipated into nothingness!
However, Zhan Changfeng was not relieved. This murderous intention was too huge, and even the Heavenly Distortion Technique she used with the power of her faith could not completely reverse it.
"Get out of the way!" She shouted and threw her technique towards the distant mountains. In an instant, the mountains were razed to the ground, the surrounding vegetation withered, and no living creatures could be seen.
The secret twisting technique reverses reality and reality. In practical application, it can be expressed as switching the roles of the caster and the recipient, and returning the incoming spell to the caster intact.
But because she couldn't completely twist the sword, its power was disordered. If it wasn't released, it would backfire on her. If it was released, it would hurt people indiscriminately. Fortunately, there were a few empty mountains as targets.
The smoke and dust blurred people's eyes, the monks in the capital were surprised, and the faces of the forces watching behind were a little strange.
A monk who had been captured in the wasteland bared his teeth and said, "Such a cruel person didn't throw his skills directly to the capital of Donglin. Otherwise, with this blow, the Donglin dynasty and his ministers could all be expelled from Beizhao." ”
"...a subconscious and instinctive choice."
There seemed to be something scratching in my heart. It couldn't be denied that this radical and bold man had a really upright and upright demeanor.
For Zhan Changfeng, this is just an emergency and can be solved.
She looked at the Ancestral Temple Order, "Can you still fight?"
The Imperial Ancestral Miao Ling described the vicissitudes of life. He had aged a lot in an instant. He had to pay a price by activating the sword that he could not fully grasp. Three drops of his essence and blood burned.
There was an unknown light in his eyes, and there was still a trace of emotion hidden deep in his face, but the words in his mouth were resolute and inhumane, "I am the order of the Ancestral Temple, Donglin is here, I am, Donglin will die, I will die, in this battle, you will die and I will live. There is no other choice!”
With one step, the earth shook and the mountains shook. The Imperial Ancestral Temple Commander was not tall, but he had the power of faith and the support of the national destiny. He stood on this core territory to the east, with his hands in the sky and his feet in the same ground. With every move he made, heaven and earth were angry.
The huge repulsive force struck again, and some extraordinary soldiers had bleeding from their mouths and noses and were about to be crushed by it.
Zhan Changfeng waved three life space instruments, collected all the soldiers under his magical power, and used the Creation Dojo.
Instead of retreating, advance?
No, it’s about turning against customers!
The Taimiao Order was able to achieve this level because the power of faith and destiny that nourished this territory were the same as those of the Donglin Dynasty. They came from the same source.
But she wanted to seize the power of heaven, earth, wind, thunder, water, fire, mountains, and swamps from his hands to destroy Donglin's control of this land.
As soon as the creation dojo came out, the eight powers were activated.
The Imperial Ancestral Miao Ling looked horrified, feeling that there was a force dividing his control over this land!
Lin Yao actually has such power, it is indeed possible for the prince to fall into her hands. Taimiao Ling was filled with energy and gritted his teeth, but even if she was talented, she would never take Donglin away from him!
The two refused to give in to each other, and the whole world gradually became rippled, like ocean tides against each other, waves crashing against each other, fighting each other, pulling each other, biting each other, and devouring each other.
There is no wind or earthquake in the monk here, but he is swaying from side to side, standing unsteadily, as if he will be torn into pieces if he is not careful.
Some of the people who didn't take precautions spilled blood on the spot.
"Let's go, leave first!"
"Can't stay any longer."
The monks were afraid of harming the fish in the pond, so they rushed outside.
The four newly arrived True Lords of the Wei Clan saw that Lianwei and the others did not retreat. They planted their feet on the ground and silently confronted them, secretly thinking about the possibility of a sneak attack. However, this idea was suddenly rejected by Zhan Changfeng. The heavy air pressure forced him back. Alas! I'm afraid it will be chopped into pieces before it even gets close!
After a while, the terrifying air pressure around the two of them spread to a radius of ten miles, forming a death zone. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and there was a faint ominous red light flashing inside.
The monks who spied on the scene here with magic or treasures jumped up in shock, and realized the truth belatedly, "They are competing for the power of the world!"
"My ancestor, the Imperial Ancestral Temple has inherited Donglin's faith and national destiny, and can mobilize the power of the world in Donglin's territory. What's going on with Linyao?!"
"This is still not a human being. How do I remember that she was not very old when she first rose to prominence in Shanhai? She must be a hundred years old at most now."
The head of the Xuangu Sect looked green and black. He glanced at the water mirror from the corner of his eye and turned respectfully to Tianjun Xun Gong who was sitting cross-legged next to him. "Master, I just got the news that there is an additional name on the list of overlords."
"...What's the number?"
"The last one should have been promoted in the past two days."
"She just established the country yesterday."
...The whole hall was silent.
The head of Xuangu frowned and said, "The minimum requirement for the Overlord List is that no matter the small world or the big world, there must be a star realm. She can't be on the Overlord List just by relying on the icy wasteland. She also has hidden power."
Xun Gong said angrily, "Every idiot knows."
"Ahem, Master, I just want to ask, what should we do if Lin Yao succeeds this time? Our sect is on Beizhao Continent."
"If you don't care about her, she can still demand that all the land belongs to Taiyi like she did in the wasteland?" Xun Gong sneered, "Whether this person can live long remains to be seen. It depends on how far she can make trouble."
"You are absolutely right. If Wu Qu comes to cause trouble, she will be the first to suffer."
Conversations like this happened in many places. This incident came to an end with the forces of the mountains and seas watching silently, and no one jumped out to stop it.
Zhan Changfeng and the Ancestral Temple Order fought hard for ten days and ten nights. The land of the royal capital was like being swept by a hurricane. There were terrifying air currents everywhere that could annihilate people with just one touch.
The true kings of the Wei clan couldn't bear it any longer. They didn't care whether they were embarrassed or not, so they rushed out one after another. They were afraid that if they were too slow, they would suffer an unreasonable disaster.
Jiang Jinjiu laughed twice and cursed, "No, no, come back if you have the ability."
He changed his words and said, "Let's get out quickly, Master Dao can't bear it anymore."
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