Once the melee begins, it will be difficult to end it in a short time.
Although all parties still have some scruples about fighting at the moment, as time goes by, this scruple is destined to gradually decrease until - unscrupulous!
Yang Fan made a lot of gains by fishing in troubled waters, but he also saw with his own eyes the death and displacement of countless people.
"God, Buddha..."
He, who was originally enjoying the joy of harvest, couldn't help but remain silent for a while.
He doesn't care about the death of the accidental clan, but he can imagine that once chaos breaks out in the Ming Dynasty, the scene will be a thousand times more tragic than here!
After all, in his past life memory, there were not just one or two massacres in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.
On the tenth day of Yangzhou, there were three massacres in Jiading, all of which were filled with blood and tears.
Of course, it was not only the Qing Dynasty that massacred the city, Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng also committed such evil acts!
At the moment, it's just a battle between shamanism and esotericism, but it's already a preview of some possible future in front of Yang Fan's eyes!
"We must not let this happen!"
The thoughts in Yang Fan's heart became more and more determined, as firm as stone and unshakable!
Buzz!
At this time, in the Milky Way within the body, the blank holy power that was originally floating in the river suddenly lit up with a glow, as gorgeous as clouds!
"Holy!"
An extremely clumsy seal character appeared on the holy power. The traces were faint but shining.
"Only those who protect me, China, are holy!"
"Only those who uphold me, China, are holy!"
"Only those who bring glory to our country are holy!"
Words like engraved words appear around the Holy Power, giving rise to an extremely gorgeous feeling!
The elephant is invisible, but the sound is loud!
However, I vaguely felt that these three sentences were like a voice... It was Wang Yun's voice!
Buzz!
Wang Yun, who faced three Taoist masters alone last time and fell into the open sea, is now on an isolated island. He is sitting cross-legged on a seabed stone monument and suddenly looks back at the Shaman Qing realm.
"One of the many holy power marks I scattered has been successfully revived...Is it because the will has been triggered?"
There was a faint smile in Wang Yun's eyes.
He believes that everyone in the world can be a saint, but "holiness" needs to be obtained from the heart, and he will not give it to those who bring disaster to the country and the people!
On that day, if he did not lose his holy power, he would be the only one in the world who would be holy!
But if they disperse, then a new saint may be born!
This is his philosophy!
"The new saint!"
Wang Yun lowered his eyes.
Those many holy power marks are the seeds he sowed!
Compared with the support given to outstanding literary and moral juniors in the past, what is more precious than giving them such fragments of the holy power mark?
Even if it is just the decomposed mark of the true holy power, it also represents the favor of the literary world. Once the recovery is successful, it will be blessed by vigorous luck!
Shengjing City.
Yang Fan did not notice the changes in the holy power mark in his body. At this moment, he was completely focused on the God of Punishment.
This god has been in retreat.
It seems that the battles in the outside world have nothing to do with him.
But Yang Fan knew that this god was the trigger this time. Of course, he was also a chess piece placed in the foreground by Chen Yinglong!
"The God of Legislation, the God of Administration..."
After these days of chaos, the two men who rose up again later, together with the God of Punishment and Prison who had already called Zhongli God as the "God of Justice", if Yang Fan couldn't see anything anymore, then his brain would really be broken.
"Do you actually want to implement a parliamentary system in the Shaman Qing Dynasty, or a parliamentary system formed by divine power...the Parliament of the Gods!"
Yang Fan finally realized why the high priest had reached a tacit agreement with Chen Yinglong. The purpose was to suppress the imperial power, or even to evade the existence of the imperial power!
"However, I'm afraid you are not looking down on Nurhaci too much!"
Yang Fan didn't believe that the majestic Lord of the Qing Dynasty would be so helpless.
The official action of the Tantric Cult undoubtedly represents Nurhachi's counterattack.
boom!
At this moment, a big hand suddenly struck towards the Temple of the God of Punishment.
"I pronounce the verdict that you should be beheaded!"
A loud voice suddenly appeared in the Temple of the God of Punishment.
The shadow of a huge statue was projected in the sky, and it actually captured a Tantric monk who secretly attacked the temple.
Click!
A huge blade suddenly appeared in the sky, and suddenly the head of the Tantric monk was chopped off, and the phantom of the Bodhisattva behind the Tantric monk was also chopped into two pieces!
"What a God of Punishment!"
Yang Fan reflected this scene in his eyes, his face expressionless.
This kind of thing has happened several times.
The God of Punishment and Prison, who merged many functions, became obviously more powerful and more powerful, and he could faintly feel the gaze of God Tianxu on the other party.
"An incarnation of Chen Yinglong..."
Yang Fan did not expose his whereabouts, but pretended to be a panicked businessman and quickly looked away.
Different from the incarnation of Chen Yinglong that he had killed before, this Heavenly Order God gave Yang Fan an extremely dangerous feeling, which was why he had not taken action.
With that old boy hiding in the dark, he was really worried about being bitten back.
"It seems that I have to give up the opportunity to assassinate the God of Prison for the time being..."
Yang Fan chose to retreat temporarily.
Before leaving, his eyes glanced inside Shenzang, and the light and shadow belonging to the Bodhisattva Mihuizhi dimmed a bit again.
puff.
At this moment, the light and shadow suddenly dimmed.
"Mi Huizhi, has fallen?"
Yang Fan suddenly stopped and frowned suddenly.
He also wanted to try to attract the incarnation of Amitabha in order to rescue Mi Huizhi. Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, Mi Huizhi was directly eliminated by Chen Yinglong!
"Huh? It seems that the light and shadow in the divine treasure have not been completely extinguished?"
Yang Fan quickly discovered the anomaly.
In the sacred treasure of the "Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong", the shadow of the Bodhisattva Secret Wisdom and Wisdom still has residual light, and a trace of its origin still exists here!
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong... If I am the Buddha Lord, will all Buddhas be immortal?"
Yang Fan suddenly became enlightened!
At this time, when he looked at the phantoms of gods and Buddhas in the sky, his eyes became different again. In this way, these were countless dead soldiers!
Just asking you if you are afraid!
Yang Fan returned directly to the inn.
Get into the room.
Internal and external blockade.
"Mi Huizhi, come back!"
He shouted loudly, and the divine treasure glowed, and dense Buddha light appeared from around him, and then it was poured towards the phantom of the Bodhisattva of Secret Wisdom and Wisdom with only the remaining light.
Gurgling gurgling.
Just like withered seedlings receiving spring rain.
At this moment, the shadow with only the remaining light began to grow little by little. With Yang Fan's all-out efforts, the Bodhisattva Mihuizhi successfully resurrected in his Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong Shenzang!
"I, the secret wisdom, bow to the Lord Buddha!"
If this scene were known to some people, they would be extremely horrified.
Because the places that have similar effects and are spread are - Buddhist Lingshan, Taoist Immortal Heaven, Shamanism Immortal Heaven, Esoteric Western Pure Land, Japanese Gaotianyuan...
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