Fang Fan's voice reverberated between heaven and earth like a bell, spreading to every corner of heaven and earth.
"The first sacrifice is to the heaven!"
Point your hand at night and shout low, and the origin of heaven and earth will appear in the sky.
The turbulent golden cloud of luck immediately separated one-third and submerged into the origin of the world, dyeing the origin of the world golden.
The lord below saw this scene and exclaimed.
"Is Fang Fan using luck as a sacrifice? Is he crazy?"
When Liu Bei saw this, his face became solemn and he also felt a little strange.
"Why do I feel that the origin of this world is a bit humble?
It's said to be a sacrifice, but it doesn't feel like a sacrifice to me. How can a sacrifice be so domineering? It seems like it's refining??"
Zhuge Liang said quietly next to him.
"Lord, you can be a little more positive in your tone. This is just refining and exaggerating. The so-called sacrifice is just a form, a form used to gather the will of the people."
Fang Fan didn't stop when Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang were complaining. He put his hands behind his back, his eyes were indifferent and indifferent, and he raised his fingers.
"Second sacrifice, sacrifice to the earth!"
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
Six dragon roars sounded one after another, and people in the square suddenly felt an earthquake shaking the mountains, but suddenly realized that it was just an illusion.
However, the next moment, it was discovered that the six mountains surrounding the square were moving, like an earth dragon swimming in the earth.
The earth dragon turned over, raising the heads of the six dragon veins high, and exhaled an earthy yellow breath towards the center.
The breath gathers and turns into a ball of Hunyuan dragon beads, with mountains, rivers, vegetation, fish and animals looming in it, which is very mysterious.
Fang Fan pointed with his hand, and one-third of the turbulent golden clouds of luck in the sky once again separated into the earth-yellow dragon ball.
In an instant, the dragon ball was dyed golden like the origin of the world. The next moment, the dragon ball sank into the earth. I don't know if it was an illusion or a psychological factor. The earth seemed to become thicker and more intimate.
Fang Fan's eyes were cold when he saw this. Liu Bei looked at him and felt that Fang Fan's face became more solemn.
"Have you reached the critical point?"
Liu Bei murmured to himself, silently sweating for Fang Fan in his heart.
Then Fang Fan reached out and swiped his hand into the air, but in an instant, a huge void passage appeared in the office, which made people feel confused.
Is such a large space passage intended to allow mountains to pass through?
While silently complaining in his heart, the scene opposite came into view, and everyone immediately took a breath.
"Hiss, this...what is this?!"
Liu Bei's eyes were almost as big as Zhang Fei's, and he said in a shocked tone.
"A city."
Zhuge Liang looked at the fortified city made of blood-red solid stones and felt the extremely strong spiritual power fluctuations and said quietly.
"I know it's a city, but I want to know why the city can fly in the sky? Is it dragged by Fang Fan?"
"I'm afraid this is the last legacy of Ning'an, a war fortress that can fly and move, and with its small world, it can take into account both development and production, and can be self-sufficient and mobile under any conditions.
Moreover, there are terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations on the floating city, and there are countless formation fluctuations.
Obviously, the problem that small formations are too weak and giant formation clusters cannot move has been perfectly solved.
Such a huge city can fully carry Ning'an's most powerful attack, defense, and illusion formations.
At the same time, it has the most powerful attack power, the most invincible defense power, and the most terrifying logistical supply capability.
I can no longer imagine anything that can threaten this floating city. No wonder Fang Fan would say that he is the main force.
In front of this floating city, whether it is the statue of Confucius that is hundreds of meters high or the Dongfang Yimu Qinglong that is thousands of meters long, they are like ants. The floating city does not require any means and can simply use energy to crush us.
Moreover, when fighting in the floating city, Fang Fan would be his home field wherever he went. I said he wanted to bring three million people with him to fight.
That’s it, that’s it. Anywhere is his home field. He can mobilize the will and strength of three million people anywhere. He is...invincible!"
Zhuge Liang finished speaking in one breath and felt more and more powerless, even if he took out his last trump card.
Suddenly he laughed to himself again.
"Have you not known this result and this fact for a long time?
Why do I still feel powerless? How powerless have I been?"
Zhuge Liang looked up at the dark red floating city that covered the sky and the sun. The terrifying energy fluctuations made him feel suffocated and his chest felt tight.
At this moment, the whole place was deathly silent. At this moment, even the proudest lord and the most arrogant general could not help holding their breath, looking at this floating city that covered the sky and the sun with awe.
The floating city floats slowly. Although the speed is very slow, it gives people a sense of unstoppable power.
As the floating city came out of the space passage, the brilliance of the sun was blocked, and the world became dim. Looking up, there was only endless terror and depression.
In the dead silence, only Fang Fan's indifferent voice sounded.
"The third sacrifice, sacrifice to the city!"
All the remaining golden clouds of luck seeped into the floating city while rolling.
The invisible and qualityless golden clouds of luck are flowing through the energy pathways in the floating city at this moment, just like the golden blood of the floating city.
Following the fine energy pathways, the luck penetrated into the first corner of the floating city and merged with it. Finally, it converged to form a golden group in the center of the floating city.
The luck tainted with the aura of the floating city has taken on some dark red color, gathering here like a mass of unformed origin.
The prototype of the origin, the prototype of the floating city's origin.
While everyone was still immersed in shock, Fang Fan's voice sounded again.
"The sacrifice is over, everyone is entering the floating city, please do not resist."
As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of light fell and swept directly across the square.
The people touched by the light beam rose up one after another and flew towards the floating city. When they hit the bottom of the floating city, they passed directly through and appeared in an equally huge square.
Well, a square that is about the same size as the square below, the square itself is already bigger than the floating city, which is quite strange.
You must know that a square that can accommodate three million people is not that big in ordinary cities.
As the people went up one after another, the area where the lords were was also taken care of by Guan Zhu. The lords did not resist and curiously followed the light pillar up.
And when he hit the bottom of the floating city, he suddenly felt his eyes go dark as he passed by, and then he appeared in a square.
What no one noticed was that Liu Bei seemed to be a second late, and he was holding something in his hand, with a dazed look on his face.
