"It's scary!"

Staring at the near-hellish scene in the outside world, the corner of the novelist's eyes twitched slightly, and he muttered.

Zhu Chaoqun, Zou Buyi, Huang Xun, Bai Banshan, Hou Jingru and others stood not far away, and they all looked out in horror.

Behind everyone, there was a huge spiritual array, and there were more than 100 people sitting or standing on the edge of the Five Realms, all of whom were born from hundreds of schools, among which Confucianism was the most, and at least four-tenths of them were Confucianists.

In the center of the spirit array, Zou Buyi, Ding Yanzhi, Xu Xuanrong, and Si Yuanba were talking, pointing around the spirit array from time to time, and instructing others to come forward and revise.

Zou Buyi was holding the Tianyan Pan and pinching his fingers to calculate, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "The national situation has changed, I am afraid that Your Majesty is in a bad situation in Kunlun, and we need to speed up." ”

Xu Xuanrong and the others all nodded in agreement, and after half an hour, everyone finally completely repaired the formation distorted by the previous shock.

Taking a deep breath, Zou Buyi looked around at the people who gathered around, and said solemnly: "Everyone, the Nine Dragons Fighting for Immortals is based on the lives of my Chinese sentient beings, and the birth of the Nine Realms is up to you." ”

Although his words were simple, everyone looked solemn, and a few of them had boundless coldness in their eyes.

Ordinary people are still angry, not to mention that these scholars from hundreds of families of princes, since those emperors want to exchange their lives for promotion, it is no wonder that they fight back.

"There are fewer soldiers. At this time, Si Yuanba suddenly said in a deep voice.

Zhu Chaoqun also frowned, shook his head and said, "It's too late, let's fight!"

"It's okay!" Ding Yanzhi and Xu Xuanrong both smiled, "He's already here." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone felt that a vast divine thought suddenly swept over outside the valley, and after a few breaths, Yang Yanzhao had already flown in from outside the valley and floated into the formation.

Glancing at everyone, Yang Yanzhao hugged his fists and saluted: "I'm sorry, Yang is late." ”

Li Yuezhou smiled and arched his hand: "It's good to come." ”

"Let's talk about it after the kind words are done!" Xu Xuanrong glanced at the two of them, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone according to the location of each family, quickly enter the battle!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions were awe-inspiring, and they quickly dispersed to all parts of the formation, and their spirits were all raised to the peak.

After Zou Buyi drank softly, Xu Xuanrong, Ding Yanzhi, Li Yuezhou, Yang Yanzhao, Zhu Chaoqun, Hou Jingru, Huang Xun, Mo Shu and others waved their hands to throw their own inheritance treasures.

Taijitu, Nine Punishment Sword, Taixue Sword, Nine Soldiers, Guanglun Sutra, Cangsheng Pen, Shennong Ding, Qiankun Diagram, Mozi Ling, the inheritance treasures of each family manifested one by one, and then according to the prior arrangement, they fell into various places in the formation.

In an instant, the entire large array burst into operation, using the treasures of each family as a medium, frantically absorbing the vast ideas accumulated by the hundreds of schools of thought that had been inherited for thousands of years.

Under the rule of law, people's reverence for the law, the vast river of righteousness evolution in the hearts of the Confucian sages of the past dynasties, the law of supporting the dragon and attaching the dragon, and the meaning of military disasters derived from countless wars, with the operation of the formation, the spiritual charm and ideas accumulated by these sons and hundreds of schools for thousands of years have been pulled in.

*——*——*——*

In the distant Xining Road, the war is raging.

The Roman Empire came from the European expedition, conquered cities all the way, and engulfed the countries of West Asia to conquer together, and the troops gathered were several times that of the Dawen Empire, not to mention the nine and eight realms that sat in the army, and completely suppressed the Wanyan Emperor, Cai Xudong, Uesugi Kenshin, Wushen, Zhang Ziqiang, and the Five Spirits Fanyi Sword Formation.

Holding the opponent's scimitar, Emperor Wanyan flicked his wrist, and the Tsar's halberd suddenly divided into thousands of black gold gravel, engulfing it like a storm, but a Eight Realms next to him had already shot at the same time, and the combined strength of the two of them instantly defeated his hell storm.

Cai Xudong, the Witch God, and Uesugi Kenshin are all fighting against an opponent of the Eight Realms, but their opponents are already the existence of stepping into the middle of the Eight Realms, Cai Xudong and Uesugi Kenshin can still maintain a balance, but the Witch God is already embarrassed.

Among the people, the only one who has the advantage is Zhang Ziqiang, but he has fought against the four Eight Realms with the strength of one person, no matter how fierce he is, he can only face the situation of being besieged and suppressed.

At the same time, they were also in a disadvantageous state in the battlefields below the Eight Realms.

Although the Dawen Empire has gathered nearly forty Seven Realms, and the army under its command is extremely elite because of the successive wars, the Roman Empire is the most powerful empire in the West, and it is the elite of countless countries.

*——*——*——*

With the accumulation of thousands of years of accumulation of the hundreds of schools, the entire large array continued to operate under the control of Ding Yanzhi, Xu Xuanrong and others, and all of them were concentrated in the heart of the array.

It's just that for some reason, the essence of the military calamity, the law qi, and the righteous qi of Haoran did not merge as expected, even if Xu Xuan secretly operated the Origin Heavenly Dao, he could not let these essences follow the guidance of the Great Array and fuse.

"What's going on?" Yan Qimo naturally sensed this in the formation, and exclaimed unconsciously.

Huang Xun raised his eyebrows and said suspiciously: "Could it be that the ancestors have made a mistake in their calculations?"

"Impossible!" Zhu Chaoqun glared at him and said solemnly, "The catastrophe caused by the return of dragon qi has destroyed the formation before, could it be that something hasn't been repaired yet?"

Xu Xuanrong, Ding Yanzhi, Zou Buyi and others hurriedly turned their minds when they heard this, and scanned all over the formation, but no matter how they checked, they didn't find the slightest problem.

"If it's not a mistake in formation, it's something we're missing. ”

Looking at the essence of the various families that were constantly surging in the heart of the array, Ding Yanzhi's eyes were deep, and he kept thinking about what went wrong.

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In the depths of Kunlun Mountain, Yao Ruoyu, Chu Crazy Song and the seven emperors fought desperately, almost to the point of madness, almost everyone had injuries on their bodies, among which Yao Ruoyu was the most, as the strongest of the nine, he undoubtedly suffered the attention of the other eight, and his strong physique had already been scarred, and several wounds could be seen in the white bones.

However, the injuries of the other eight people were not light, some of them were caused by Yao Ruoyu's counterattack, and some of them were caused by their attacks on each other.

Although the eight of them focus on Yao Ruoyu, they are also opponents of each other, and occasionally they will use black hands.

Twisted around to dodge the sword of the Emperor of Light, Yao Ruoyu swung out a backhand sword, and the [Ice Waterfall Sword] in the Eight Swords of Killing condensed the endless chaos into a sword waterfall and rushed out, and Emperor Yang, who just wanted to come over and sneak attack, was caught off guard and was pierced through the abdomen by his sword.

Under the severe pain, Emperor Yang was about to suppress the injury, when suddenly two emperors' forces struck and knocked him out.

Attacked by three people one after another, Emperor Yang's body fell to the bottom of the valley several times, Emperor Guang, Emperor Yan, Emperor Gao, and Emperor Yin did not hesitate to see this, and they all shot together, and the power of the four emperors instantly attacked, crushing the power of Emperor Yang's body protection, and blasting out four gaps in him.

Yao Ruoyu's eyes were cold, and suddenly a body swept out, turning into an illusion through the eight realms, cutting off Emperor Yang's head with a sword, and the black light wings rolled up, devouring most of the power in Emperor Yang's body, and then turning into pure vitality through the white light wings, repairing his injuries.

The vitality of the Eight Realms Consummation is too strong, although the head was cut off, but Emperor Yang is still not dead, the flesh and blood at the broken neck are constantly twisted, and he is about to rebirth his head.

It's just that at this time, it was a fierce battle, where would the rest of the people let him repair his head, the seven of them joined forces with Yao Ruoyu to strike, and he exploded, and the dragon qi that he had previously absorbed into his body immediately rushed out, and the eight people saw this and hurriedly ran their divine thoughts, frantically snatching those dragon qi.

It's just that without waiting to divide up the dragon qi that overflowed after Emperor Yang's death, Chu Yangge and the others rushed towards Yao Ruoyu together and seriously injured him again.

After seeing Yao Ruoyu's previous almost god-like blow, they all knew that if they didn't kill Yao Ruoyu first, they were afraid that they would be broken by him one by one.

Although Yao Ruoyu devoured most of Emperor Yang's life, he was still in a critical situation in the face of the siege of the seven strong men, and after a short time, he was injured all over his body, and his left arm was almost cut off by Chu Yangge.

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At this time, Zou Buyi frowned, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and hesitated: "Although I was not included in the hundred industries, I also participated in this plan back then, I remember that the ancestor once left a paragraph, saying that I waited for this layout, and there was only a three-percent chance to dismantle the situation of the Nine Dragons fighting for immortals, but the remaining seventy percent of the chances of winning were all in the text." ”

"It's all in the text?" Bai Banshan's eyes widened and he said in astonishment, "What article?"

Shaking his head, Zou Buyi smiled bitterly: "The ancestor didn't say it. ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Zhu Chaoqun frowned and said dissatisfied.

"It's useless to talk earlier, when I first get involved, didn't I know that there was only a chance of winning at most?" Ding Yanzhi glanced at her, and his expression suddenly moved, "Wen, will it refer to my big text?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and Yan Qimo hesitated: "This ...... Isn't that an exaggeration?"

Although Zhu Chaoqun, Hou Jingru, Yang Yanzhao and others did not speak, there was also a little doubt in their eyes.

After all, it is too whimsical to extrapolate the birth of the Dawen Empire across a thousand years.

"No, it's not an exaggeration!"

Suddenly, Xu Xuanrong seemed to come to his senses, glanced at Ding Yanzhi, and said solemnly: "I understand what he meant, I see, it turns out that this thing is missing." ”

"Thirty percent winning chance, good three-percent winning opportunity," Ding Yanzhi's eyes were solemn, and he was a little relaxed, "The ancestors of each family really killed individuals, where is the three-percent winning opportunity, if there is no Dawen Empire, I am afraid there is only a zero winning rate." ”

Before everyone could understand, Ding Yanzhi had already taken a deep breath, and his divine thoughts rose up, and with the current thinner strength of the Dawen Empire, his voice was transmitted to the ears of all the survivors.

"I am the imperial historian of the Dawen Empire, Ding Yanzhi!"

"I, the emperors of the past dynasties of Huaxia, want to exchange their lives for their ascension to the Nine Realms to become immortals!"

"There is the Roman Empire in the West, attacking with millions of troops, and it wants to destroy my China!"

"In order to protect the safety of my Huaxia, His Majesty Emperor Wen is fighting against the emperors of the past dynasties in the Kunlun Mountains, and my civil and military ministers are also fighting against the invading enemy in Chengdu Mansion. ”

"In the name of the Imperial Historian of the Dawen Empire, I hope that all living beings in the world will remember the name of my Dawen!"

"Bless me Huaxia!"

When Ding Yanzhi's voice sounded in his ears, whether it was Song Kai, Zhang Ziqiang, Yang Renjie and others, or everyone in the shelter from all over China, they were all taken aback.

Deng Yitong, who was standing at the back of the battlefield, thought for a few breaths after hearing the words, suddenly closed his eyes, and silently recited the name of Dawen in his heart, and as he chanted in his heart, wisps of pure white breath emerged from around him.

This is the literary tone he condensed before, at this time, for some reason, it seems that he was attracted by his mind, or sensed the crisis of the great literature, this wisp of literary tone actually emerged on its own, and then rose to the sky, flying towards Ding Yanzhi and others.

Not only him, but Tang Daoyuan, Guo Fengjie, Wu Xue, Hu Xian, Huang Kuankuan, Qu Feng, Xu Jingmiao and other people who have condensed their literary temperament, as they subconsciously close their eyes and meditate, their own literary temperament is self-manifesting.

At first, it was just these people who had condensed their literary atmosphere, but later, people from hundreds of schools of thought, such as Su Shi, Zhao Tingzhi, Wang Anshi, Zhang Zhenchuan, etc., seemed to be affected, and subconsciously condensed their own breath, and were pulled by the literary qi that rushed through the sky, and converged to the big array from all directions.

With the convergence of countless literary qi, the essences of the various families that were opposed to each other in the heart of the array actually merged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the essences of the qi of military calamity, the qi of law, the qi of righteousness, the qi of tranquility, the qi of benevolence, and the qi of vertical and horizontal qi merged into one, and suddenly turned into a huge pillar of qi and rose to the sky.

Boom! The pure white air column runs through the heavens and the earth, even if it is far away in the Liangliao, Xining and other frontiers, it is also clearly visible.

As this pillar of qi was erected, as if in response, Xiayi, Luyi, Xinzheng and other places rushed up one after another, different from the previous one, these pillars of qi were composed of the qi of military calamity, the qi of purity, and the righteousness of Haoran.

When the 37 pillars of air stand one after another, in the cities that have been reduced to ruins such as Hangdu, Yangzhou, Chengdu, Chongqing, Jingzhaofu, and Henan, there are also rolling spiritual rhymes that rise on their own, and run through the heavens and the earth together with the previous 37 pillars of air.