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The strength of a single player is very weak, even a figure like Cheng Peng, who is known as the number one in the world, is just as vulnerable in front of Emperor Zixin. Bai-Xiao_Sheng(.)

However, if you can gather the power of thousands of players, it is very powerful, enough to change the world and change the appearance of an entire world!

In the Yellow Turban Army, there is such a set of formations, which condenses the blood and fighting spirit of thousands of Yellow Turban warriors into one and turns them into a huge and vast force.

For example, the Battle Soul Cultivation Technique that Cheng Peng once obtained was a superficial use of this formation.

This set of formations was originally researched by Zhang Jiao from the Taiping Technique, but it was limited to Zhang Jiao's own mental "sexuality" pattern and was never completed; From the era of the Three Kingdoms Warriors to the present, a long time has passed, and the warlocks of the Yellow Turban Army, under the leadership of Wei Ye, have finally completed it. Grand Adventure 83

This is the "Yellow Sky Great Array".

The name is rustic and the effect is simple.

However, rustic means easy to understand; Simple means crisp and clear.

The Yellow Sky Great Array has only one effect, which is to condense the fighting spirit of the tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army players who formed the formation, and bless it on the body of the chief priest Wei Ye, temporarily raising his realm and providing him with endless mana.

Of course, this kind of power cannot be directly used to deal with Emperor Zi Xin, you must know that Emperor Zi Xin at this moment is not the king who has reached the end of his rope, but also the son of heaven who is a dignified businessman, as the son of heaven has the protection of heavenly fortune, all kinds of spells cannot be harmed, let alone Wei Ye, even those upper realm immortals cannot directly pay him.

That's why these special arrangements are needed......

Wei Ye stood on the main altar, looked around, nodded, picked up the golden bell on the stage, and shook it three times.

In the yellow clouds, a golden light fell, falling above his head.

With this golden light, Wei Ye's momentum increased sharply, and the various treasures and spiritual texts around him expanded rapidly, turning into an auspicious cloud that was half an acre high in the blink of an eye, supporting him and the altar to rise and float in the air.

"The yellow sky is above, and the believer Wei Ye prays here:"

"The rest of the believers, founded the country in the 'troubled' world, opened up the territory in the 'Mao', the road is blue, and the thorns and thorns are overcome. In the bitter cold land, the state of peace is prospered, the ice field is in the north, the sea is crossed in the east, the education is promoted, and the people's hearts are opened. After a thousand hardships, in the end, success, although the body is declining and the heart is always happy, I think that the way of peace can be shown to the sky, brilliant for thousands of years. ”

"But now there are demons to cause trouble, and the world is 'chaotic'; There are also descendants of Xuanniao who help them to do harm, and their arrogance is monstrous. The rest of the blood is not to be done, and the hundred deaths are not to be the enemy. Although, for the sake of the Tao, there is no hatred in dying, after all, I can't bear to see the country of peace, and die in the ravages of demons! ”

"Therefore, the altar is set up here, gathering the spirits of all people, gathering the blood of a hundred spirits, praying for the mercy of the Yellow Heaven, and asking the ghost god Zongbu to come to the world and drive away the evil spirits!"

After saying this, he slammed the silver-white magic sword, and countless golden lights hung down, falling in front of the three hundred and sixty players with special bloodlines on the first layer of the altar, turning into a small golden sword.

Including Cheng Peng, the three hundred and sixty players did not hesitate to pick up the golden knife and stab it into their chest.

The red light burst out, blood gushed out, and the three hundred and sixty people fell down without a single snort, turning into white light one by one, leaving only a cavity of blood in place.

Not a single drop of this blood fell into the dust, but all of them rose into the sky, forming a bewitching red cloud in front of Wei Ye.

In the red clouds, a tall, burly, hideous-looking ghost god appeared.

This ghost god is holding a big stick in his left hand and a tiger in his right hand, his body is full of murderous energy, and there are bursts of evil energy flowing in his eyes, which is really fierce and terrifying. Grand Adventure 83

This is the famous ghost god "Zongbu God", a powerful ghost god who specializes in destroying evil spirits in legend.

The summoning has been completed at this point, but Wei Ye's spell is not over yet.

With a swing of his magic sword, the yellow clouds in the sky that were about to disperse suddenly condensed again.

At the same time, all the Lingwen behind him flew up, leaving his left and right, and spun rapidly around the god Zongbu who was standing in the air looking left and right, looking for evil ghosts.

"Time flies, time flies, the deceased is like this, leaving no penny, now for the safety of the common people, with thousands of wishes, please trace the roots, go against the current, so that the deceased can reappear in the world, so that the ghost and god Zongbu can see the heroic posture again!"

"The soul is back!"

As soon as these words came out, the treasure light and auspicious clouds around him trembled sharply, and the huge yellow clouds in the sky shrank sharply at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

But at the same time, the hideous ghost and god gradually changed.

The animal skin robes on his body became neat leather armor; The big stick in his hand turned into a vermilion "colored" giant bow; The evil tiger led by it turned into a vigorous horse.

The hideous and vicious expression on his face quickly faded, and his unkempt "hair" hair became neat and supple again, forming a ponytail at the back of his head that was easy to move.

It's just that...... Even if those Lingwen were frantically absorbing Wei Ye's mana and desperately trying to provide power to this person, they could only make him show a shadowy virtual image, which was always a little blurry, and the expression on his face also looked very dazed.

But even if it was just that, Wei Ye was constantly flowing from the yellow clouds above his head to his body and then to Lingwen because of the extremely huge amount of mana, so he injured his internal organs, and blood oozed from his mouth and nose.

"Sure enough...... Is that how far it can go? He smiled bitterly and connected to Chen Wumian's private chat, "Sleepless Ji, I'm going to trouble you in the end......"

On the other side of the battlefield, Chen Wumian was so busy at the moment that he didn't even have time to protest against the strange title of "Sleepless Ji".

He and Xiao Moran were working together to quickly draw a huge magic array around the ground, and place all kinds of pre-prepared materials on the key nodes of the magic array - this job needs to be absolutely correct, and no mistakes can be made.

In front, hundreds of players who practiced Dharma were forming formations, continuously transmitting mana to Long Biao.

Not long ago, Long Biao, who had just been awarded the nickname of "Long Shao" because of his gaffe and "revealed" his former rich identity, put on a silver shining armor at this moment, his hands were pinched into handprints shaped like wheels, and the whole person was floating in the air, sweating profusely.

Beside him, a huge golden wheel phantom was slowly rotating, no matter how much light and heat was cast by the red sun in the sky, it was all dissolved by the golden wheel as soon as it turned, firmly protecting Chen Wumian and Xiao Moran who were concentrating on drawing the magic circle on the ground behind him.

Fortunately, they had already practiced this magic array, and it didn't take long to draw it, and the two of them carefully checked it again, and both smiled with satisfaction.

"That's right!" Xiao Moran nodded, looked at Chen Wumian, and sneered with a little more warmth, "That...... Sleepless, this is ......"

"Well, goodbye." Chen Wumian smiled heartily and freely, "Don't be so obsessed with 'fascination' in the future, come to my house to have fun when you have time." ”

"Cut...... You don't even have time to play games, am I going to make a mess for you? Adventure 83

"You can come over and help."

“…… I'm not Lolicon! ”

"Convex!"

At this moment, Chen Wumian's face was straight, but he received a private chat notice from Wei Ye.

"It's time!"

Xiao Moran sighed deeply and withdrew from the magic array.

Chen Wumian stood in the center of the magic array and closed his eyes.

"Take me as your back, the gods and demons have summoned!"

"Come! Hero Houyi! ”

At the same time as he let out this loud shout, the eyes of the phantom surrounded by Lingwen in the air on Wei Ye's side suddenly flashed, and his confused expression was replaced by a fierce and brave angry expression.

This person did not look at Wei Ye, who summoned him, nor at the red clouds formed by the spiritual blood of the three hundred and sixty special bloodline players, nor at the rapidly shrinking yellow clouds in the sky, but threw himself at the other side of the battlefield.

Where the red sun rises.

A disdainful sneer rose at the corner of the phantom's mouth.

In the next moment, he crossed a distance of hundreds of miles, appeared on this side of the battlefield, appeared in the sky above the magic array, and fell into Chen Wumian, who had raised his hands above his head and prayed intently.

With a loud gurgling sound, Chen Wumian's body suddenly grew larger, turning into a heroic young man who was more than two meters tall and extraordinary.

This young man's outfit is also ordinary, except for the red "colored" bow on his right hand and the white "colored" feather arrows in the quiver on his waist, exuding an awe-inspiring murderous aura that people can't look at directly.

And this young man didn't have any murderous aura on his body, but he just stood here casually, and he exuded a self-confidence that was so strong that people wanted to bow down, as if nothing in this world could make it difficult for him, as if as long as he followed him, no matter what difficulties and dangers could be overcome, no matter what kind of demons and monsters could be destroyed!

Of course, he is qualified to be confident because he is Hou Yi.

"Shoot" Hou Yi who fell nine suns, "Shoot" Hou Yi who killed Qi Pi, Chisel Tooth, Nine Infants, Gale, Sealing Pigs, Snake Repair, etc., and Hou Yi who killed all evil ghosts, even after death, he can become the god of Zongbu and destroy all evil ghosts!

"Get out of the way, don't be hurt by me." Hou Yi said lightly.

Long Biao and the others were already exhausted, completely relying on their own secret methods to stimulate their potential, as soon as they heard Hou Yi's voice at this moment, they immediately understood that it was done, and the will to never give up in their hearts was relaxed, where could they hold on?

In an instant, the white light was like rain.

Hou Yi saw that everyone was killed one after another, but he was not particularly moved, but just looked up at the red sun in the sky that Emperor Zi Xin had turned into.

"Good, just right."

As he spoke, he opened his bow and set up his arrows.

In the red sun in the sky, there was a frightened scream, and then he rushed towards this side quickly, but it was Emperor Zixin who finally saw the scene behind the huge golden wheel - how could he not know Hou Yi! Immediately frightened, the soul did not possess the body.

Fortunately, he still had a trace of sanity, knowing that he would not be lucky to escape, and he might have a chance to survive desperately, so he screamed, agitated all the light and heat, and rushed towards Hou Yi.

His roar was so poignant and crazy, as if he was going to tear Hou Yi apart directly, if he was a little timid, he would be scared to death just by hearing this sound, right?

In the midst of this soul-stirring roar, there was a string sound.

And then...... There is no then.

The red sun fell, turned into the emperor Zi Xin, who kept vomiting blood on his chest and couldn't even say a word.

His courtiers hurried in, but they could only catch the little light of his figure gradually dissipating.

Hou Yi maintained the posture of "shooting" arrows, and his body gradually dispersed, starting from his feet, turning into countless starlight, and gradually dissipating.

When the starlight was at its end, the last smile that the surviving players on the battlefield saw was no longer the legendary hero who "shot" the sun, but the shy young magician.

Far away, countless thunderbolts fell, the largest of which was striking in the center of the altar, and the huge altar shattered from top to bottom as if an inferior building had been hit by an earthquake, revealing many terrifying cracks.

Wei Ye and the others on the altar naturally disappeared, and the Yellow Turban Army people under the altar also fell down one by one as if they were seriously ill, and they didn't even have the strength to get up.

In the distance, many thunderbolts were raging in the crowd, and the players of the Raiders were laughing proudly as they carried the punishment of reversing time for the Yellow Turbans.

In Luoyang City, Cheng Peng, who was in a weak state, picked up the wine glass and raised it high.

"Cheers to victory!"

Many wine glasses were raised together.

"Cheers!"

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This chapter is a bit long, so I've been writing it until now......