[The first thousand seven hundred and seventy-two chapters contain the power of belief of the emperor’s qi]
the other side.
Daqin world.
The cold wind rustled, blowing the enclosure outside the palace.
Two lines of teams stood outside the fence.
One column is dressed in official uniforms, but outside is covered with linen clothes and white scarves.
The other column is military generals, wearing cold and stern armor, without helmets, just tied with white scarves.
Their eyes were all on the man lying on the dragon chair in the enclosure.
The man’s face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he seemed so sick that he would leave the world at any time.
But at the moment, he still exudes an aura that is not angry and mighty.
It was this residual power that kept the officials and generals outside the tent in silence.
“After I die, you should all know what you want to do, right?”
The man said lightly, “Monsters cannot be defeated by human beings, but our bloodline cannot be broken. It’s just hateful…cough…”
Speaking of which, the man coughed violently.
He sighed, not knowing what to say.
He looked into the distance outside the palace.
It was a strange red cloud.
“Your Majesty, I am willing to lead the last soldiers of Da Qin to defend the last pass of the Great Wall.”
A military general stood up, his eyes were red, and he said solemnly, “Never retreat!”
“It’s a shame that you, Wang Jian, are the only ones who can say this now… Hahaha…” The man laughed, his laughter very weak.
He waved.
Like agreeing, like rejecting.
“Can you hold it?” the man said lightly.
The general was silent.
“You can’t keep it.” Ying Zheng shook his head, “No one in the world can keep it…Wang Jian, my Daqin bloodline can’t be broken.”
“His Majesty…”
Ying Zheng waved his hand and interrupted the latter’s words. He closed his eyes and whispered, “If God will give me some time, give me ten thousand years… There is hope after all… Is it possible?”
A smile appeared on Ying Zheng’s face, as if he was laughing at himself for such a ridiculous idea.
Suddenly, Ying Zheng seemed to remember something.
In his mind, he was still a little vague, thinking of something.
‘That’s all, they’re already dying… why bother with those?
It’s the other people in that group, aren’t they all weird… That Ancestral God…’
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng breathed a little.
In his mind, he called out the Great Dao Summoning God chapter uploaded by the ancestor god in the chat group before.
This is what he downloaded from the chat group, and it is the only one downloaded.
Not holding out much hope.
Just out of curiosity.
“The Great Way Calling Gods… This seems to be a strange scripture…”
In your mind, open this scripture with consciousness.
Countless symbols flooded into my mind in an instant.
Ying Zheng didn’t understand any of those symbols.
But what surprised Ying Zheng was that he could understand the meaning of the scriptures at the moment when these scriptures were integrated into his mind.
so amazing!
‘It seems that as long as this scripture is recited, the ancestral god can sense it?
And be devout…’
Ying Zheng was silent for a moment.
Let a dignified emperor recite the scriptures devoutly. If it were normal, Ying Zheng wouldn’t even look at it.
But now…
‘Forget it…try it.
‘
Ying Zheng closed his eyes and muttered in a low voice, but his face was very pious at this moment.
That kind of piety is the piety that wants to grab the last straw.
It is a kind of piety of hope.
At this moment, the civilians and military generals outside the tent were silent.
Until inside the enclosure, an imperial doctor who was serving Ying Zheng suddenly changed his expression:
“Your Majesty… is dead!”
In an instant,
The face of a man outside changed greatly, and his face was ashen.
Ying Zheng’s breath seemed to have indeed disappeared.
There was no breathing.
He is now chanting that scripture with spiritual devotion…
at the same time.
——
Ancestral realm.
A ray of golden power of faith slowly poured out from Wang Feng’s body of faith.
This ray of faith is very subtle, but it contains a strong emperor’s aura.
The golden power of faith represents that this is the Son of Destiny.
It’s just that there is still a bit of gray in it, which means that the master who generated this ray of faith in himself is going to die…
“So soon?”
Wang Feng was stunned.
I didn’t expect that a chat group would have the power to believe in him so quickly.
“People seem to be dying. With such a strong emperor’s aura, the master of the power of faith is still an emperor.”
Wang Feng thought for a while, “It’s not just an ordinary emperor. Could it be the ‘borrow from the sky for another 10,000 years’ from the group that hasn’t spoken?”
“interesting.”
Wang Feng stared at this ray of faith.
Very subtle, but high quality.
The power of belief generated by the Son of Destiny is naturally extraordinary, not to mention that this Destiny is an emperor.
great emperor.
The power of this ray of faith is very strong.
“Inject it into Chaos Qinglian first.”
Wang Feng took a deep breath, he vaguely felt that now the complete chaotic Qinglian soul seems to have a stronger effect.
Wang Feng first injected the power of belief with this thin strand of hair into the chaotic green lotus.
In an instant, Chaos Qinglian slightly shone with a violent light.
Immediately afterwards, this ray of faith quickly began to increase, from thin hair to the size of a thumb in an instant.
“Fuck!”
Wang Feng was dumbfounded, “Chaos Qinglian can also strengthen the power of belief, no, this is not a strengthening, this is a direct increase? It’s a big loss!”
Wang Feng was stunned for a long time.
The hair is thin, and it directly becomes the size of a little finger. This increase is not small.
If I had known earlier, the power of faith I collected from Angel Nebula before, and I used Chaos Qinglian to directly increase it, wouldn’t it make a lot of money?
Not to mention one body of faith, ten bodies of faith can be condensed.
Even if Wang Feng only needs one, the rest of the power of belief can also be used for the development of the ancestral world.
The corners of Wang Feng’s mouth twitched: “No wonder I said just now that how to spread a little bit of the power of faith can make the snow epiphyllum open the spiritual wisdom, and even affect the surrounding energy concentration, even Yan Mengyao is affected… Chaos Qinglian …”
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“With Chaos Qinglian, it means that the power of faith in even the smallest world will increase many times in my place… The speed of the development of the ancestral world will be very terrifying…”
A smile appeared on Wang Feng’s face.
In the original plan, in a hundred days, he could develop the ancestral realm to a certain extent, even if it was the realm of the pseudo-god opponent of the Donghuang god system.
Not too bad either.
Now that the real soul of this chaotic Qinglian has been found to have this ability, then it will not be too much of a problem.
Instead, it’s directly… a question of crushing!
“For now, let’s see what the emperor is like…”
——
The moment Ying Zheng devoutly recited the scriptures word by word.
In an instant, the entire palace suddenly erupted with a light and shadow like the sun.
From Ying Zheng’s body, he rushed out of the palace, rose to the entire sky, and the entire Xianyang City.
It was originally a night scene, but now it is even more dazzling than the daytime.
Even the blood light in the distance was shrouded in this fierce light.
For a time, countless pairs of eyes were stunned.
All the civil servants and generals in the palace were also stunned.
This is, what happened?
It is this, a majestic divine sound, which came from the light and shadow of the sky:
“I, have already felt your piety!”
The sound is as majestic as the sound of the sky, as if it is spreading all over the world, it is deafening!
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