The gate of the royal capital was opened, but at this moment, there was movement from the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and a blazing sun-like breath 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 but a vision that only occurs when a new king is born and faith is transferred.
The transfer of faith is a method only used by monks who practice Shintoism. 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.
This situation mostly 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 the attack 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 the exact same person as King Donglin.
He is the order of the Imperial Ancestral Temple and the new King of Donglin!
At this moment, he stood there, with the power of faith in his body connected to the land, and corresponding to 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 one, as if it were 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 dominance as the chief will be restored."
"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 happiness 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 is, the higher the territory will rise. When it reaches 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 look closely at 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 royal 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?" His expression was almost pitiful, and he said coldly, "If we continue to fight, it will only increase casualties, and it will be of no benefit to you and 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 our kings, princes, and heavenly kings, and from now on we will become vassals to Donglin."
"Order of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, you are so kind. I am waiting here to help you kill them all!" Several groups of people came from all directions, with private armies 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 choked and 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 offered his honorary title to arouse 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 conquer
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 royal capital. She looked at Zhan Changfeng, "Are you sure?"
"You will know once you try it." Zhan Changfeng responded, "I will fight you and 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 evacuated to the distance, 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. Even if he won, with Taiyi's manpower, how could he eat such a big piece of meat in Donglin? He would choke to death sooner or later. What's more, a senior Donglin
Dynasty, will you run out of trump cards?
Sure enough, Donglin's Ancestral Temple Order directly inherited King Donglin's beliefs and took 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 arose in him, and the momentum he displayed was far beyond what his actual magical power could match.
Others may not be able to 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 one person fights for the country. At this moment, the Imperial Ancestral 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 also burst, exposing his plate.
The muscles of Qiu.
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 his 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 royal capital, and all the monks seemed to have their throats strangled, and they even felt like a cold sword was piercing their hearts.
Others were like this, but Zhan Changfeng, who faced the blow, was even more harmed. Even her will could not resist the murderous intent that destroyed the world.
Zhan Changfeng made a secret with both 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 was coming was sluggish, and the surrounding airflow began to twist, as if a black hole was forming.
As soon as I raised my heart to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, I saw the black hole swallowing the sword?!
All murderous intent dissipates invisible!
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 loudly and threw her technique towards the mountains in the distance. 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, and the monks in the royal capital were surprised. The faces of the forces watching behind the scenes were also a little strange.
A monk who had been captured in the wasteland bared his teeth and said, "Such a cruel man 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."
Already."
"...a subconscious and instinctive choice."
There seemed to be something scratching in my heart. I couldn't deny that this man who acted radically and boldly 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 were burned.
There was an unknown light in his eyes, and there was still a trace of emotion hidden in the depths, 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.
No other choice!"
With one step, the earth shook and the mountains shook. The Imperial Ancestral Miao Ling was not tall, but he had the power of faith and the support of the country. He stood on this core territory to the east. His hands were in the same sky and his feet were in the same ground. He raised his hands and feet and made heaven and earth 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 the magical power, and used the Creation Dojo.
Instead of retreating, advance?
No, it’s about being a guest!
The Imperial Ancestral Temple 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's whole body was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but even if she had the talent, she could never take Donglin away from him.
!
The two refused to give in to each other, and the whole world gradually started to ripple, 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 here, but the monk is swaying from side to side, standing unsteadily, as if he will be torn into pieces if he is not careful.
A few who failed to defend themselves 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, so 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 me back. Oh! I'm afraid it was chopped into pieces before I even got 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!"
"Your Majesty, the Patriarch, the Imperial Ancestral Temple Order inherits 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 out of the corner of his eye and turned respectfully to Tianjun Xun Gong, who was sitting cross-legged next to him. "Master, I just received news that there is an additional name on the list of overlords."
".....which 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 or large world, you must rule 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 go to 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, with terrifying air currents everywhere that could annihilate people with just one touch.
The true kings of the Wei clan couldn't hold it any longer, they didn't care whether they were embarrassed or not, so they rushed out one after another, fearing 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 won't be able to bear it anymore."