Chapter 898: The 'life-saving' sword... cuts towards King Ming!
"coming!"
Only recently did I realize that the figure who had arrived using the magic technique was already a grey-haired, decrepit old man with a solemn face and a Confucian demeanor, no different from the teacher in the academy's private school.
Li Yan nodded to Qiao Daoqing and floated down to the city gate.
There were pits and broken armor and equipment here, which were the traces left by the recent siege of the city. However, standing among them with his hands behind his hands, he instantly blended into the overall environment.
Xiang Long immediately stopped, his sleeves were drooped, and he spoke slowly: "I have already gone to the appointment, can you tell me now? How did you find out?"
Li Yan said directly: "The title of the King of Chu."
Xiang Long knew it at first, and immediately reacted, with deep annoyance appearing in his brows: "Yes! Yes! This is indeed a flaw. How did I think of taking Chu as the king at that time? Let Fang La use Liang and Wu.
It’s better than Chu State!”
Li Yan said: "This is not an accident. You live a life like a mouse and think you are perfectly hidden. But people have seven emotions and six desires, and after all, they are not comparable to mice."
"So you subconsciously want to show your existence to the world. Your name is Xiang Long. If a Chu king's regime can really be born in the south, you will have a sense of accomplishment that you single-handedly promoted."
Xiang Long suppressed his annoyance and said coldly: "What about you? You were the first rebel to declare rebellion outside the Bianjing Palace. It was also you who captured the Liao Emperor alive, occupied the palace, and destroyed the power of the Song Dynasty.
The world is in chaos now!"
"Everyone who resists the imperial court will call you "Senior", how majestic you are! But the rewards you can get will probably be pitiful, and when King Yan ascends the throne in the future, he will definitely not be able to tolerate you!"
Li Yan looked at him calmly.
Feeling that there was not even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, Xiang Long knew that his efforts were in vain, and a strong anger and absurdity surged in his heart: "'Zuoming', what is your purpose? People in the world always have something to do.
Please, what are the benefits of doing this?"
Li Yan tilted his head slightly: "I don't like cults, especially cults that are greedy for money."
"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Don't try to trick me!"
Xiang Long's defense was completely broken, his chest heaved violently, and his roaring expression was exactly the resentment and distortion on Xiaoyanei's face just now: "As long as King Ming exists, our Ming Zun Sect will exist. Even if I die here today, in the future
There will also be a new Mingzun born!"
"You must think that the leader of my sect needs to be appointed by his predecessor before he can take over the inheritance. Haha, you are wrong, you are totally wrong!"
"Not to mention that I have already decided on a successor. Even if that person is found and killed by you in the future, the Mingzun Sect will still exist. You can never expect to get what you want!"
Li Yan frowned, and his tone was obviously displeased: "What kind of attitude do you have, why do you have such a tone of death? I asked you to adjust your mentality well so that you can show your strong strength. As a result, before the war begins, you will feel it from the bottom of your heart."
Everyone thinks that he is dead, and he also thinks that his descendants are also dead, how effective can he be in actual combat?"
"It's too much to bully others! It's too much to bully others! You should be careful!"
Xiang Long was so angry that his hands trembled, but there was also a trace of determination in his eyes, and the cadence of the incantation sounded: "Sacrifice my heavenly soul, return to the beginning of the Ming Dynasty...sacrifice my earthly soul, self-transform Taixu...sacrifice my heart."
Deed, God comes! King Ming descends! King Ming descends!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a little light suddenly flew out of Xiaoya Nei's body in Qiao Daoqing's hand and returned to Xiang Long's body.
The souls of heaven and earth gathered together, made a heart-to-heart agreement, and launched the most powerful incantation to pray to the gods.
Li Yan had heard this mantra from Bishop Dali before, but there were two differences with it at this time.
The first is that after Bishop Dali cast it, his body was immediately severely damaged. It was Tonggui Juexue, but Ming Zun suffered much less pressure. Although his bones creaked and his back bent rapidly, his body was not seriously damaged.
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The second one is that Bishop Dali’s final request was for “King Ming’s surrender”, while this Mingzun’s request was for “King Ming’s divine surrender”.
So, when the spell took effect, a feeling of great indifference came, looking at all the people like ants, and wanting to put everything under their own rules.
This time, not only the aura, but also a statue of a majestic and kind-hearted god appeared clearly above the head of Ming Zun.
One hand is black and the other is white, symbolizing the opposition between light and dark in Manichaeism. The body has four strange lines winding around, all converging on the heavenly spirit, representing the four powers of tranquility, light, strength, and wisdom bestowed upon the mortal world by King Ming.
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This is exactly the same as the statue of King Ming that everyone worships, but King Ming is a clay and wood sculpture, but this one seems to be a real god. What is revealed in the eyes is not the sight, but the weakness, dependence, and awe of countless people.
Obedience, hope, enthusiasm, satisfaction...
Faith! Faith!
"The obscene sacrifices and evil sacrifices have such a phenomenon. This religion has taken root deeply in the world, and its continuous trend is difficult to cut off!"
The first person to feel it was Master Luo's junior brother Qiao Daoqing. This Taoist priest with a high level of cultivation had his robes fluttering, his face was extremely solemn, and he was ready to take action at any time.
As an authentic heir of the Taoist sect, he looked down on obscene sacrifices and evil sacrifices, but when such a Ming King descended upon him, he also felt a terrifying and oppressive feeling that his life was being threatened.
"King Ming!! King Ming!!"
Following closely behind was the sensational Jiangling City.
Just imagine that a fanatical worshiper of Buddhism can be excited for a long time when seeing a giant Buddha. They can be so crazy about a piece of Buddha bone relic that they don’t know is authentic or fake, and they can even cut off their fingers and arms to express their piety. What if the Buddha comes to the world?
For the Mingzun believers in Jiangling Prefecture, this is equivalent to the birth of their Buddha. However, there are still a lot of believers. Whether it is the previous support for Fang La or the preparation for Wang Qing to replace him, a large number of Mingzun believers are
The people gathered here were pouring out like a tide, rushing towards the outside of the city. Wang Yin and others could not stop them at all.
"Is this Prince Ming? It's okay..."
Finally, it was Li Yan who should have borne the brunt.
He looked at the majesty that was far more solemn than the take-off and landing method, born from Xiang Long's body. The other party kept urging it, creating a majestic pressure. There was an impulse that made people bow down, surrender loyally, and give their souls.
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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But when this breath came in front of me, it was like a breeze blowing on my face, and it had no impact at all.
Not to mention kneeling down to worship him, Li Yan's eyes didn't even tremble as he looked at the Ming King with great interest.
"If you don't kneel...or you die!"
When the divine descending ceremony was completed, Xiang Long slowly straightened up, his face showing deep resentment and anger, the Ming King on his head also showed an angry look, and his dark palms slowly fell.
This fall was like the heaven and earth overturned, the sun and the moon lost their light, and a strong pressure surged over them.
In the face of such oppression, the will, perseverance and soul that have been trained are extremely fragile.
Because this is the difference in life levels!
This is the majesty of God!
"King Ming! King Ming!" "Look at me! Look at me!" "Ahhhh-ahhhh-!!"
Screams rang out one after another, and the believers in Jiangling Mansion rushed out. Seeing the scene of King Ming's hand falling, they went completely crazy.
Prostrating on the ground and prostrating can no longer express the excitement of believers. Some people directly blind their eyes, and some simply commit suicide and die, just to freeze the beautiful moment forever.
No matter how he reacted, wisps of thick power of faith continued to penetrate into King Ming's body, making his body even larger and the power of his falling palm even more terrifying.
"'Zuoming'! Die!!"
Xiang Long laughed wildly, suddenly feeling that his previous idea was ridiculous.
Ming Zun is the incarnation of King Ming in the world, and is the only being who can ask King Ming to descend. In addition, Jinghu has been a long-established territory with believers from all walks of life. How could he lose such an advantage?
Fortunately, he had lost confidence before and thought he was going to be killed. This was simply blasphemy to King Ming!
It's a pity that the identity has been revealed and a complete makeover is needed...
"Wait a minute, why can this person still support me?"
But soon, Xiang Long realized that it was not the time to think about this at all.
Because under the terrifying divine power offensive like King Ming's Falling Palm, Li Yan also raised his palm lightly.
Boom!
Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and the sky became dark!
"Walking wind and rain?"
Qiao Daoqing was about to help, but when he saw this scene, he stopped abruptly and looked stunned.
The people of the heresy can also stir up the wind and rain, but it is different from the movement in front of them. The hurricane is roaring, the thunder is coming, the sun is shining and disappearing, the earth's energy is rushing, and the power is extremely frightening.
The most important thing is that although it is limited to this area outside Jiangling City, the various vibrations of heaven and earth energy do not twist into a ball, but gather in an orderly manner.
He has seen many tricks to move the world, but rarely such an orderly method.
It's really hard to see.
Because King Ming’s divine descending does not belong to the human world.
So Li Yan felt at ease and used the same unearthly tricks.
Heavenly Book - Heavenly Scroll!
"Crush him to death!"
Xiang Long felt a strong sense of crisis, and pressed down with his palms frantically, and the invisible palm transformed from King Ming's divine power struck down with a rumble.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
It can be clearly seen that the air in front of Li Yan is like a scene being kneaded and torn by urchins, showing a distorted and turbulent collapse scene.
But that almost unimaginable layer of Yuan Power order quickly intertwined and formed an indestructible cage. It seemed to symbolize an eternal and complete heavenly rule, which cut off the suppressed Ming King's divine power inch by inch, brought order to the chaos, and finally eliminated it.
Intangible.
Xiang Long's expression suddenly froze and he groaned: "You also have...the protection of gods?"
Li Yan corrected: "It's not protection, it's an opportunity for learning given by the gods. I have only scratched the surface now, and I can't deal with the true immortals, but I can already try to deal with this so-called false god!"
"You just said that as long as King Ming exists, Ming Zunjiao will exist, right?"
"Then the goal of this battle is very clear!"
After the words fell, there was a loud sound, and the chain knife was unsheathed and pointed directly at him.
Xiang Long's whole body was tense, but he was surprised to find that he didn't feel any sharp pain...
Then he was not surprised but happy, his face was distorted, and he was extremely frightened.
Because I am not the opponent’s attack target at all…