Chapter 321: The Great Art of National Sadness! My will is God's will!
"Hi!"
Boom boom boom!
Before he finished speaking, Murakami struck out with his sword, and the two wine-drinking boys rose into the air, their true energy surging, walking across the sky, towards Qin Fan, forming a triangle, overlooking Qin Fan below!
The three of them are all at the peak of Foundation Establishment. Their strength can be said to be very strong, and they can already fly through the air.
When Zhou Ziheng heard the Great Art of National Mourning and Heavenly Sorrow, his breath suddenly suffocated, and he immediately shouted to Qin Fan: "Master Qin, the Great Art of National Mourning and Heavenly Sorrow is the number one sacrificial technique in Yingzhou."
"Moreover, this technique attacks the soul, which is dangerous and vicious!"
"Once this technique is performed, no one in the world can break it!"
"The two swords in Murakami's hands, one sword is called Guoshang, and the other is called Tianbei. These are swords that have been refined by the Goddess of the Plateau. They are specially designed to kill the unscrupulous tyrants, the great evil in the world, and their status is equal to that of our general Mo Xie of the Xia Kingdom.
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"These two swords are used to preside over the great art of national mourning and heavenly sorrow! Murakami must be killed with one sword immediately to prevent them from performing this art!"
Qin Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a confident and calm voice: "So powerful? Then I want to see it even more."
His goal is to level the Three Realms and conquer the plateau.
That battle will be extremely ferocious, and it will be the most terrifying battle when he returns to the human world!
He knows nothing about the goddess. He needs more battles to understand the strength of these top powerhouses in Yingzhou, so as to deduce the strength of the goddess and make himself more confident!
Hearing Qin Fan's outrageous words, Kamada Daichi sneered: "Master Qin, you will definitely regret your current decision!"
Clang Clang Clang!
Suddenly, Murakami drew his sword from the shoulders behind his back, one black and one red, and immediately injected real energy into it, chanting an inexplicable magic formula.
The two Shuten boys also took action together, reciting the same magic formula, and at the same time injected their own true energy into the two swords.
The next moment, the two swords vibrated!
The black light of the long black sword soared into the sky, carrying a monstrous fury that seemed to drown the sun and moon, turning day and night upside down!
The red long sword's blood surged into the sky and turned into a thousand-meter red cloud.
The two swords came out at the same time, and the area for miles around turned into the color of dark blood, as if the world had turned into a purgatory on earth.
The sky began to rain blood and phantoms!
It’s as if the sky is weeping blood!
"These two swords can actually attract strange phenomena?"
Qin Fan stood calmly, with a curious look on his face.
These two swords are not vicious.
The Blood Sword Tianbei carries a vast righteousness, as if it condenses the will in the blood of all living beings.
Public opinion is God’s will!
The Tianbei Sword possesses a hint of God's will, causing heaven and earth to weep with blood!
As for the black sword, it seems to be a gathering of the righteous anger of all living beings, enough to engulf the world, subvert the unjust kingship and tyrants, and swallow up the fate of the country.
The terrifying angry black light shines down, trying to suppress Qin Fan's consciousness, and its power is increasing exponentially.
The blood rain also became more and more terrifying, dripping water penetrated the stone and corroded everything. Small holes actually began to appear in Qin Fan's Xuanbing True Essence Shield.
"This is the first form of the great art of national mourning and heavenly sorrow! Master Qin, be careful!"
"The formation cannot be broken at this time. The second form of the Great Art of National Mourning and Heaven's Sorrow has arrived, and there will be divine power descending. It can slay the great dragon of national destiny, but it must be suppressed!"
Zhou Ziheng stood up in shock. He had already retreated to a safe area with Xia Yutong, but he still broke out in a cold sweat for Qin Fan.
Qin Fan nodded lightly: "This technique is indeed extraordinary!"
The mysterious ice protective essence outside Qin Fan's body was quickly penetrated by the blood rain, and directly faced Qin Fan's physical body.
The terrifying anger of all living beings also flooded his place, completely imprisoning his consciousness.
Qin Fan's expression did not change.
In the eyes of others, this magical power is unparalleled and no one can break it.
In his eyes, they are just some powerful and magical powers.
Who has ever seen that the Immortal Emperor would be afraid of the magical power displayed by a group of mortal ants?
"Pure Yang Fire, rise!"
Qin Fan gave a low shout, and golden flames burned all over his body, turning into a ten-foot-long sea of fire.
The domineering pure Yang fire, burning gods and destroying demons, turned into a golden flame shield that stretched ten feet around Qin Fan.
Boom boom boom!
Hoo ho ho!
The blood jade roared from the sky, and the invisible black light of anger shone, attacking Qin Fan crazily. The power doubled and then doubled, making it more and more terrifying.
At this time, Qin Fan seemed to have been swallowed by an endless tsunami.
"Master Qin is still too young. He actually resists the Great Art of National Tragedy and Heaven's Sorrow. He will definitely die!"
"Yoshi!"
Kamada Daichi is very confident in the art of national mourning, Tianbei, just like Miyamoto Shige is confident in the Eight Parts and Eight Parts of Shadow. He laughs to the sky and speaks boldly.
It seems that Qin Fan has foreseen that Qin Fan will be in trouble and his soul will be scattered!
boom!
Suddenly, Qin Fan's feet shook slightly, and a huge wave of fire wolves suddenly exploded from around him, sweeping hundreds of meters in a radius and raining blood all over the sky.
The black anger rolling like a huge wave was also shattered!
Qin Fan's kick destroyed half of the National Mourning Heaven's Sorrow!
"How can this be?!"
"Trapped in a great art, his soul is illuminated by the light of the national mourning sky, and his body is attacked by the blood rain of all living beings. How can he still fight back?"
Kamada Daichi stood up in shock, with a face full of disbelief, and immediately shouted: "Listen to the order! Sacrifice the second form!"
Boom boom boom!
Three people in the sky, Murakami's sword, two Shuten boys and others received the order and chanted mantras and secret words one after another, as if communicating with heaven. Their true energy began to burn, and their power tripled!
This is a secret method of sacrifice. They are burning their bodies to bring the anger and demands of all living beings to God and inspire God's will!
The next moment, in the dark and bloody sky, the wind and clouds changed, forming a bloody picture of mountains and rivers.
In the scroll, there is a boundless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with ninety thousand prostrate beings. They are about to slaughter the eight-headed snake demon, crying and mourning the heaven and earth, as if begging for God's protection!
God seemed to feel the will of all living beings and the misery of all living beings. A ray of majestic and supreme power suddenly came down and appeared above Qin Fan's head.
"Is this actually a trick to deceive God? Using the illusion of the misery of all sentient beings to deceive God's mercy!"
Qin Fan opened his mouth slightly, a little surprised.
It seems that he did not expect that the three opponents could display such powerful skills!
"It is done! It is done! God has arrived, and the power of God has descended!"
"Master Qin, you will be wiped out by the might of Heaven today! Hahaha!"
Kamada Daichi raised his arms high and looked up to the sky, laughing.
"Is this God's will? How terrifying!"
Thousands of meters away, Zhou Ziheng also felt that ray of heavenly power. It was so powerful that it seemed to be able to suppress all living things in the world. It was much more terrifying than the power of his heavenly sword.
As powerful as he is, he is almost crawling!
Boom boom boom!
Suddenly, the power of Heaven began to increase dramatically, becoming extremely ferocious.
Miyamoto Zhige, the Lord of the Divine Palace, and Zhou Ziheng, three other peerless experts, instantly fell to their knees with their heads on the ground. Their souls seemed to be suppressed by tens of thousands of kilograms of force, unable to raise their heads, think, or move.
Completely suppressed!
Everyone else also knelt down in fear, as if they were worshiping and welcoming the arrival of God!
At this moment, Qin Fan's body was trembling slightly.
He has endured the power of God more than anyone else, and it is unstoppable. He must be forced to kneel down and his soul must be crushed!
Innately, except for him, I am afraid that no one in the world can survive this great technique.
Even if some innate monks who are not good enough come, their souls may be severely damaged, they may become fools, or they may lose their wisdom.
Unfortunately, the three of them were unlucky. They were not facing an ordinary monk.
It’s Immortal Emperor Mu Tian who has been practicing for three hundred years and returned to the human world!
"My will is God's will!"
Suddenly, Qin Fan's eyes suddenly opened and he stared at the sky. The mighty sky sound filled the heaven and earth!
Between the eyebrows, the vast spiritual consciousness condensed and turned into a golden mark.
This mark of divine consciousness contained a wisp of the Immortal Emperor's will, and it exploded violently, shaking a thousand-meter radius and shocking the nine heavens.
Once the Immortal Emperor's will comes out, the sky can be reversed!
The terrifying will of the Immortal Emperor swept across the world and crushed the will of God in an instant!
boom!
The power of heaven dissipates instantly without any trace!
With Murakami's sword, the two drunken boys were suppressed by the will of the Immortal Emperor, and their souls were instantly shattered!
Falling from the sky, his body and soul are dead!
The great art of national mourning and heavenly sorrow has collapsed!
It seems that Qin Fan is the only one left among the thousands of miles of heaven and earth!