Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 911
"Lin Yao, you are too arrogant, if you keep a low profile, you may not be able to live for a long time!"

"You don't need to remind me of this."

Donglin Wang is holding the winning ticket, and his chest is full of the thrill of conquest. He didn't know before that, apart from using methods such as enlightenment with faith, fighting and killing the enemy can also give people a great sense of satisfaction—especially watching a The proud son of heaven lost to himself!

"Floating anger!" Hundreds of millions of beliefs were condensed into one technique, and the laws and rhymes rippled like water patterns, covering everything with incredible speed, until they touched the Tongshi Lingshan that besieged this space. Nine-curved Yellow River map and symbols Only then did the spread stop.

The monks who watched the battle at a close distance were terrified, as if they were about to be overwhelmed by the monstrous anger, their hearts were shaken, and even killed by the anger in an instant. The heavenly monarchs built the strongest defenses to resist the erosion of anger.

Ling Weichu, Lianwei and the others outside were also extremely dignified. The King of Donglin was not only a veteran prince, but also the Heavenly Lord of Lingjian.

The real power of this technique was aimed at Zhan Changfeng. As soon as it came out, she felt that this technique was gathering the anger of living beings to wipe out a person's existence, and it was extremely cruel.

Zhan Changfeng used the False God Territory to digest the power of this technique, but it was like a whale sucking sea water. It was inexhaustible. He had no choice but to use the force of the unintentional technique to use part of the digested power for his own use and counterattack back. Two phases offset.

Donglin Wang was suspicious, his supernatural powers were cracked, his eyes sank, he held a treasure awl in his hand and chased him, his fist pierced the sky, falling like an afterimage, smashing the space into pieces, Zhan Changfeng was hit by a punch , Coughing out a mouthful of golden blood, he was stunned again, because Zhan Changfeng could withstand his punch, and second, he wondered why her blood was full of divine power and will.

At that time, people didn't know the divine body, and most of them thought it was strange.

Just as Zhan Changfeng stabilized his figure, suddenly there was a whistling approach, and a big fist struck again.

She sacrificed the dojo of good fortune, and attracted the heaven, earth, wind, thunder, water, fire, mountain, and Ze into a dilemma. The Wangquan in the east was stagnant, and her body was especially imprisoned.

"Drink!" Donglin Wang swelled with energy, arousing the golden light of merit and virtue to protect his body, breaking all confinement methods. At the right time, Zhan Changfeng resisted with all the dead bones of all living beings.

The fire of karma and merits and virtues consumed each other, and Wang Donglin laughed like he was alive after the catastrophe, "So what if you can arouse the fire of karma, I have the golden light of merits and virtues to protect me!"

But he couldn't laugh for a moment, he clearly sensed some power breaking out from the ground, and he didn't want to fight for a long time, so he punched Zhan Changfeng with two fists, already predicting that she lacked energy and could no longer use magical powers.

However, he underestimated Zhan Changfeng's power of faith, Senluo Hell came again, boundless blood almost drowned him, and Hell once again liquidated his karma.

The golden light of Donglin King's merits and virtues was not very deep at all, and after several trials and tribulations, only a thin layer remained. At this time, he could only hope for the protection of the fate of the country.

A small golden dragon rushed out of his Tianling acupoint and circled around him. This golden dragon was clearly the manifestation of the fate of the country.

With the protection of the fate of the country, hell can't clear up his karma, but Zhan Changfeng's long and narrow eye tails slightly lifted, and there was an extra thin blade in his hand. With one swing of the knife, the golden dragon was cut off in half and screamed.

At this moment, facing the dynasty in the east, the sky was overcast, and the air was full of anxiety. It was not people who were afraid, but the dynasty.

The courtiers at Donglin panicked, not knowing what happened, they only felt that Donglin's national fortune was weakening, and the national fortune golden dragon hovering over the palace was howling and writhing in agony.

Zhan Changfeng didn't expect that it could really cut the fortune of the country, but the moment she used it, she also understood why Yun Zhongzi gave it up generously.

This thin blade called Chengque is a treasure that kills the enemy. To make a simple analogy, if it is held by the monarch, if you cut off [-]% of the country's luck, you will lose [-]% of the country's luck. If you go to someone else's [-]% national fortune, your country will lose [-]% of the national fortune, and the remaining [-]% will be made up with your own fortune. If you return it yourself, if it is held by a soul without a country, the consequences will be borne by yourself and your orthodox lineage or family.

There are so many things involved in the destiny of the country, how can one person's destiny be able to reach it, so subjects and stateless creatures hold it, and they are doomed to die.

Cutting other paths of luck will also harm oneself, but only oneself is involved, and the country, path, etc. will not be affected.

Zhan Changfeng smiled instead of anger, and blamed her for not seeing through the details of this Chengque at the time, and told herself to go down with the knife, which lost a small part of her luck. Thanks to her many lucks, after losing a little bit, she was not too affected .

Gaming with the people above is really a deadly move.

The king of Donglin had never seen the fate of the country being cut. He shook his body, and a gray phantom emerged from his body, and he was about to flee immediately.

This technique is called the true and false technique, and it is also the technique of escaping the golden cicada's shell. Once the gray shadow escapes successfully, the gray shadow will turn into the real caster, and the previous body will fade into a phantom and dissipate.

The most special thing about gray shadow is that it can ignore all confinement.

Tongshi Lingshan, Jiuqu Yellow River Map, and Talisman Arrays can't trap it.

But there are few unbreakable moves in the world. Zhan Changfeng opened his eyes of true knowledge, found its weakness, and slapped off the third vertebra of King Donglin with his palm. The gray shadow fell back on King Donglin, making him vomit. There was a cloud of dirty blood.

Half a quarter of time finally arrived, the spirit-locking formation was opened, and tens of thousands of chains formed by veins drilled out of the ground. Donglin Wang was deeply in danger, and was about to burn his blood and try to escape, but Zhan Changfeng saw through it , Imprisoned his soul with one summoning, even though he broke free within a breath or two, the chains had already climbed onto him!

"What is this, Lin Yao, let us out!"

"Let's leave!"

The monks who were watching the fire from the other side were at a loss, the power of the formation was unimaginably strong, even the two heavenly kings of Xuanling and Lingshan were helpless!
"How can there be such a strong power of the earth's veins? It's the ancestral veins?!" One of the heavenly monarchs screamed while resisting the chains, his eyes burning.

"Ancestors?"

"Ancestral veins have appeared?"

After they were pleasantly surprised, they all felt cold. They felt a chill creeping up their heads, their scalps were numb, and they stared in horror. Zhan Changfeng was already outside, looking at them peacefully.

If it was the ancestral vein, how could Zhan Changfeng let them off who saw the ancestral vein!
From the very beginning, she never wanted to let people like herself go away!

Facing their glaring eyes, Zhan Changfeng said with a smile, "There is a price to be paid for watching from the sidelines. Everyone stay here and wait well. When the matter is over, I will let you see the light of day again."

The king of Donglin was dragged down by chains to the ground. Seeing this situation, he stared and roared, "Lin Yao, you won't last long, all parties in the mountain and sea world will definitely come to attack you!"

Qi Huan, who had nowhere to hide, was also desperate, and he was dragged into the ground with two huh huh. What he hated most was that even if he got the ability to reconcile the old, he couldn't let others take a second look at him in the end. In front of him, no matter what he did, he was vulnerable.

The ground submerged their heads, and the weeds were luxuriant and flat.

Shuo Prison said, "Those monks are really funny. They knew that Donglin Jingyao was different, but they were frightened by their majesty. They didn't help anyone, and ended up planting themselves in it."

"No matter how they choose, they can only be suppressed here, and the news of Zumai has to be kept secret. On the other hand, they also have to contain those heavenly monarchs who have been released, right?" Wu Feiyu glanced at Zhan Long wind.

"With this consideration, Wangjun Mountain has already started, let's go there."

(End of this chapter)