Yanjing, go to the study!
Yan Chuan sat behind the desk alone, waiting for Yin and Yang, Yi Feng, and Meng Wenruo. wWW. QuANbEn-XiAoShUo. coM
Yan Chuan closed his eyes slightly.
But at this moment, above the sea of fortune and clouds, the statue of Yan Chuan showed divine light and looked towards the northwest.
This look is an extremely distant distance.
Dazhen Jin became the celestial dynasty, and Yan Chuan could survey the world through the golden dragon of Qi Luck. As long as he was in Dazhen, Yan Chuan could see it with his eyes.
To the southwest. A huge desert area.
"Boom!" "Boom!"...
The sandstorm soared into the sky, and the sky was gray. Inside, it was radiant, with a loud noise, and the trembling dust covered the sky and the sun.
"Fuck, get out, you grasshoppers!" Yang Zhijiu roared in the desert.
"Yang Zhijiu is getting weaker and weaker, kill!" Kong Daoqiu exclaimed excitedly.
"The group of immortals!" Yun Xin shouted.
"Jian Nian!" The immortals shouted together.
"There is one day left, one day left, you grasshoppers, the sun, the flames!" Yang Zhijiu roared.
"boom!"
Above the high altitude, the scorching sun suddenly rushed down into the fire again, and when the sky fire came out, the desert seemed to become a huge melting pot.
The original sand dust, under the raging fire, changed into a colorful color, melting into countless glass beads.
"Kill!" The immortals drank together.
"boom!"
In the sandstorm, amidst the collision of huge forces, a black figure shot out like a streamer.
It was Yang to Nine, and at the moment of Yang to Nine, the left arm was almost crippled, and the flesh and blood were gone, only the thick bones were left, and the horn on the head was also broken.
Yang Zhi Nine wounds are extremely severe.
"puff!"
Yang Zhijiu spit out blood while hurriedly shooting towards Yanjing.
"There is one day, another day, you grasshoppers, when I destroy Yanjing, you don't even want to run, I must use the most cruel criminal law to slowly torture you!" Yang Zhijiu took one. The great hatred flew far away.
"boom!"
A group of immortals quickly rushed out of the sandstorm.
"He ran away again!" Meng Lingtian's expression was extremely ugly.
The immortals chased and killed them, although they were annoyed, but some more reacted.
"Yang Zhijiu is getting weaker and weaker. There is indeed an expert who is targeting him. He is obviously going to trouble that expert now!" Meng Sansheng said in a deep voice.
"Who is it?" Kong Daoqiu also frowned.
"Don't worry about who it is, Yang Zhijiu is getting weaker and weaker. Just now, he flees by self-harm. His strength is weak and weak. Now, even if Lotus God helps him, he has the most immortal strength, even It's better, let's work harder, we must punish him, and we can't let him recover!" Yun Xin shouted.
"good!"
The group of heroes quickly chased after Yang Zhijiu again.
Yang Zhijiu used self-harm to activate the secret method, and his speed skyrocketed a lot. In a blink of an eye, the heroes were thrown away.
Of course, just throwing away, the group of heroes can't be lost, but they will go a little later.
"The direction he is going seems to be Yanjing?" Meng Lingtian suddenly asked in surprise.
"Yenjing? Is it Yan Chuan? Impossible, how much ability does Yan Chuan have?" Kong Daoqiu was a little disbelief.
The heroes continued to chase.
But in Yanjing, Yan Chuan, who had gone to the study, had his expression condensed and his consciousness returned.
"Holy Lord, convene the ministers, what's the important thing?" Gui Guzi questioned.
Yan Chuan frowned and said: "Just now, I felt that there were big fluctuations above the sea of fortune and clouds, and the sea of fortune and clouds could sense the whole world. With such a large fluctuation, something big must happen. I just looked at it with the eyes of a god. I found that Yangzhi Jiuderian came to me, Yanjing!"
"Oh?" Qunchen's expression changed.
"At the moment of Yangzhijiu, it is stronger than the day of Maori. It is yin and yang to arrange formations to protect Yanjing!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" Feng Yin and Yang responded.
"Yi Feng, Wen Ruo, you are responsible for maintaining Yanjing's stability and comforting the people and officials!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Yes!" the two answered.
After confessing to everyone, Yan Chuan went straight to the backyard.
Yan Chuan understood that the main reason for the Nine Kills of Yang Zhi was definitely the Book of Seven Arrows.
Fortunately, this is the last day.
"What's the matter?" Zizi looked at Yan Chuan in a hurry, puzzled.
"Yang Zhijiu is here!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Oh?"
"Next, there may be a fierce battle, Zizi, you are responsible for nailing the seven arrows! Make sure it is correct, I will delay the time, and I must kill Yang Zhijiu!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
"Yeah!" Zizi nodded.
After explaining Zizi, Yan Chuan quickly came to Chaotian Temple Square.
Looking at the gods in the sky, Yan Chuan's eyes condensed.
"hold head high!"
The statue of Yan Chuan uttered a huge dragon chant, and suddenly rose up into the sky, turning into a golden dragon with eighteen claws.
"Boom!"
The Eighteen-Claw Qi Luck Golden Dragon stepped on the sea of Qi Luck Clouds and suddenly raised his head and chanted.
"Ang～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
Long Yin was majestic and sounded through the nine heavens. At the same time, this voice spread throughout the major cities of Dazhen in an instant, and into the ears of all the people of Dazhen.
Hearing the voice of the dragon yin again, all the people were puzzled and put down everything at hand.
"Look, Dazhen people! I am Yan Chuan." Yan Chuan said.
While speaking, Yan Chuan's voice suddenly spread to all the people of Dazhen.
Worry-free city, in a restaurant.
"The voice of the holy?"
"I heard the voice of the Lord."
………
……
…
There were no hundreds of people, army, or city guards, all looked up at the sky.
"People of Dazhen, please raise your right hand. With our strength, you will be weak for a short time, but as long as you rest for a while, you can recover. All the city guards guard the Quartet. Those who dare to sneak attack, kill without mercy, and punish the whole clan afterwards!" Yan Chuan said.
Through the Eighteen Claw Qi Luck Golden Dragon, Yan Chuan's voice instantly spread throughout Yanjing. All the people looked at the sky blankly.
Borrowing the power of the people
Worry-free city, on a street.
"The Holy Lord wants to borrow our power? How can I borrow this?"
"Yeah, strength is good for borrowing? Are you kidding?"
……
…
When people were suspicious, someone finally listened to Yan Chuan and tried.
I saw a burly man slowly raising his right hand: "Raise his right hand? What's the use of this?"
Just as the burly man raised his right hand.
"call!"
The burly man felt his own power as if he was taken away in an instant. For a moment, the burly man lost his power.
"Snapped!"
The man fell to the ground, panting heavily.
"Big brother? What's wrong with you?" someone exclaimed.
"My power, my power has been borrowed by the sage!" The burly man said incredibly as if he was dreaming.
"Huh?" Suddenly, there was an uproar all around.
Has the power really been lent to Yan Chuan
This scene continues to happen in thousands of cities in Dazhen.
Suddenly, many people came to understand and lend their power to your Majesty
Dazhen developed too fast. Although there were countless subjects, there were some who did not obey Dazhen's law. These people ignored it, but more people raised their right hands quickly.
"Holy Lord, use the power of the grassroots!"
"Holy Lord, use my power!"
………
……
…
Raising their right hands one by one, a wave of power, as if crossing time and space, quickly gathered towards Yanjing.
From all corners of the world, rolling power quickly poured into the body of the Eighteen-Claw Qi Luck Golden Dragon, and the figure of the Eighteen-Claw Qi Luck Golden Dragon suddenly swelled.
"hold head high!"
The Eighteen Claw Qi Luck Golden Dragon roared and ran straight into Yan Chuan.
"boom!"
The vast 18-claw Qi Luck Golden Dragon, but weirdly rushed into Yan Chuan's tiny body.
"Boom!"
The sea of fortune and clouds continued to churn, and endless forces gathered quickly, more and more, more and more massive, and continued to pour into Yan Chuan's body.
In Yan Chuan's whole body, layers of air were layered, as if being stirred by power.
"Boom!"
At the foot of Yan Chuan, a large number of cracks appeared on the stone slab, but Yan Chuan's figure continued to grow with the power of the people from all over the world. It was originally one person tall, but it reached two people in a blink of an eye. And it's still skyrocketing.
Yan Chuan has already understood the situation at this moment, so clothes are also a magic weapon, which can be expanded as Yan Chuan grows.
Yan Chuan is getting bigger and bigger.
The power of the Dazhen people continues to gather.
Thousands of cities, although many people are still waiting to see, but there are enough people to give their strength.
About one-fifth of the people gave their own strength.
And in Yenching, the place where the people of Dazhen have the greatest centripetal force, the people's dedication of their hands has reached 80%.
After many people gave their strength, they sat weakly on the ground.
But seeing Yan Chuan's ever-growing figure, everyone's eyes widened, and at the same time they were shocked, they were more fortunate.
In a blink of an eye, Yan Chuan reached a height of one hundred zhang. Yan Chuan did not restrain, but continued to grow.
Two hundred feet, three hundred feet, and four hundred feet.
This change slowly stopped when Yan Chuan's body reached a thousand feet.
As soon as Yan Chuan raised his leg and waved his hand, he could drive a huge storm.
Although the dragon robe covers the body, the people can still see the explosive power overflowing from Yan Chuan's body through some gaps.
Qianzhang Yanchuan is also as high as a one-thousand-story building. Some mortals even raised their heads and couldn't see the top.
The sky-reaching giant has his head on the sky, his feet on the ground, and his eyes to the northwest.
One step forward, Yan Chuan stepped beyond Yanjing.
"Boom!"
When landing, the earth shook for a while. Just one step made the earth quake.
The people of Yanjing looked a little stupid.
"Meow, your sister!" Meow was also dumbfounded, and she hugged all the spiritual stones in her arms to the ground.
The people of Yanjing, officials, guards, and the army are all looking silly at this moment.
Only Feng Yin and Yang is still sober, quickly deploying an array to protect Yenching.
Zi Zi continued to worship the grass man patiently.
To the northwest.
Yang Zhiji flew quickly with a secret method.
"Alright, fast, coming to Yanjing, Yanjing, Yan Chuan, you group of grasshoppers, I want you all to die!" Yang Zhijiu grinned fiercely on his face.
"boom!"
With a hurricane, Yang Zhijiu finally rushed out of Yanjing after Yizhuxiang.
The original ferocious face suddenly disappeared.
Dragging his wounds, standing in the air, looked at the sky-reaching giant in front of him a little stupidly.
A thousand-story building is so high, Yan Chuan seems to stand upright in front of Yang Zhijiu at this moment.
Grasshopper, for a moment, Yang Zhijiu felt like a grasshopper.
The Sky Giant didn't talk nonsense, and slapped the'Grasshopper' with a slap, and the airflow overflowing from the palm suddenly formed a vortex. Bombarded towards Yangzhijiu.