"It's so scary!"

Looking at the scene that was almost hell outside, the novelist's heirloom Yan Chimo's eyes twitched slightly and murmured.

Zhu Qun, Zou Buyi, Huang Xun, Bai Banshan, Hou Jingru and others stood not far away, and they all looked outside in shock.

Behind everyone, there was an extremely huge spiritual array. There were either sitting or standing at the edge of the five realms. They all came from various schools of thought, including Confucianism, and at least four out of ten were from Confucianism.

In the center of the spiritual formation, Zou Buyi, Ding Yanzhi, Xu Xuanrong and Si Yuanba were talking, and from time to time, he pointed out the surroundings of the spiritual formation and ordered others to come forward to modify it.

Zou Buyi was holding the Tianyan Pan in his hand and counting, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "The country's situation has changed. I'm afraid that Your Majesty will not be in a good situation in Kunlun. We still need to speed up."

Xu Xuanrong and others nodded in agreement. Half an hour later, everyone finally completely repaired the formation that had been twisted by the previous vibration.

Taking a deep breath, Zou Buyi looked around the people who were surrounding him and said solemnly: "Everyone, the situation of Nine Dragons fighting for immortality is to exchange for the life of my Chinese sentient beings in exchange for the birth of the Nine Realms. Whether it is success or failure this time depends on you."

Although his words were simple, everyone looked solemn, and the few had endless coldness in their eyes.

Ordinary people still have common people angry, not to mention that those scholars from various schools of thought, since those emperors want to exchange their lives for promotion, they cannot blame them for fighting back.

"There are few military strategists." At this time, Si Yuanba suddenly said in a deep voice.

Zhu Qun also frowned and shook his head and said, "It's too late to go, let's try it!"

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

As soon as the words fell, everyone felt a vast divine thought sweeping over from outside the valley. After a few breaths, Yang Yanzhao had already flew into the valley and landed in the formation.

Looking at everyone, Yang Yanzhao clasped his fists and bowed: "Sorry, Yang is late."

Li Yuezhou smiled and bowed, "It's good to come."

"You'll talk about it after the matter is done!" Xu Xuanrong glanced at the two of them and said in a deep voice, "Everyone will enter the formation according to their positions!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions trembled and quickly scattered to various parts of the formation, and their energy and spirit were all raised to the peak.

After Zou Buyi shouted softly, Xu Xuanrong, Ding Yanzhi, Li Yuezhou, Yang Yanzhao, Zhu Qun, Hou Jingru, Huang Xun, Mo Shu and others waved their hands to throw out their inherited treasures.

Tai Chi diagram, Nine Punishment Sword, Taixue Sword, Nine Soldiers, Broad Theory of the Confucian Classics, Cangsheng's pen, Shennong Ding, Qiankun Diagram, Mozi Ling, and the treasures of each family are revealed one by one, and then they fall into various parts of the formation according to the prior arrangement.

In an instant, the entire formation started to rush forward, using the treasures of each family as a medium to absorb the vast ideas accumulated over the past thousand years of inheritance.

People's awe of the law under the rule of law, the long river of righteousness evolved in the hearts of the sages of Confucian dynasties, the method of supporting dragons and attaching dragons, and the meaning of military disasters derived from countless wars, as the formation operates, the spiritual thoughts accumulated by these hundreds of schools of thought over thousands of years have been pulled.

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In the distant Xining Road, there is a huge war.

The Roman Empire came from an expedition from Europe, conquering cities and territories, and conquered the countries of West Asia together. The troops gathered several times that of the Dawen Empire, not to mention the nine eighth realm leaders in charge of the army, and the generals of Wanyan Emperor Yi, Cai Xudong, Uesugi Kenshin, Witch God, Zhang Ziqiang, and the Five Spirits Fanyi Sword Formation were completely suppressed.

Holding the opponent's scimitar, Emperor Wanyan shook his wrist, and the Tsar's halberd suddenly divided into thousands of black gold gravels, swallowing it like a storm. However, the Eight Realms next to him had already taken action at the same time, combining the two of them to instantly defeat his hell storm.

Cai Xudong, the Witch God, and Kenshino Uesugi are all fighting against an eight-level enemy, but their opponents are already in the middle of the eight-level enemy. Cai Xudong and Kenshino Uesugi can still maintain balance, but the Witch God is already in a mess.

Among the people, the only one who has the advantage was Zhang Ziqiang, but he fought against the four eighth realms with one person. No matter how fierce he was, he could only face the situation of being besieged and suppressed.

At the same time, they are also at a disadvantage in the battlefield below the eighth level.

Although the Dawen Empire had gathered nearly forty seven realms and its army was extremely elite due to years of war, the Roman Empire was the most powerful empire in the West and even brought about the elites of countless countries. If it weren't for Deng Yitong, Han Derang, Zong Ze and others' well-organized, they would have been afraid that the Dawen Empire would have been defeated long ago.

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As the accumulation of various schools of thought and hundreds of schools gathered over thousands of years, the entire formation continued to operate under the control of Ding Yanzhi, Xu Xuanrong and others, concentrating it all in the heart of the formation.

But for some reason, the essences of various schools such as the qi of war, the qi of law, and the qi of righteousness did not merge as expected. Even if Xu Xuanrong secretly circulates the origin of the Heavenly Way, these essences could not be integrated according to the guidance of the great array.

"What's going on?" Yan Chimo naturally sensed this and exclaimed unconsciously.

Huang Xun raised his eyebrows and said in confusion: "Did the ancestors and the others make the mistake in their calculations?"

"Impossible!" Zhu Qun glared at him and said solemnly, "The disaster caused by the return of dragon energy has destroyed the formation. Could it be that somewhere has not been repaired?"

Xu Xuanrong, Ding Yanzhi, Zou Buyi and others quickly activate their minds and glanced back and forth at various parts of the array, but no matter how they checked, they did not find any problems.

"If it's not that the formation is wrong, then we are missing something."

Looking at the essence of various schools that kept 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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Deep in Kunlun Mountain, Yao Ruoyu, Chu Kuangge fought with the seven emperors to fight to the death, almost killing the madness. Everyone was almost injured. Among them, Yao Ruoyu was the most. As the strongest among the nine people, he undoubtedly suffered the focus of the other eight people. His strong body was already scarred, and the white bones could be seen in several wounds.

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

Although the eight of them focused on Yao Ruoyu, they were also opponents and occasionally used ill-handed attacks.

He twisted his body to avoid the sword of Emperor Guang, and Yao Ruoyu swung his sword with his backhand. The [Ice Waterfall Sword] among the eight swords of Killing Life rushes out the endless Chaos Ning to the Sword Waterfall. Emperor Yang, who was about to come and sneak attack, was caught off guard and pierced his abdomen with his sword.

In the severe pain, Emperor Yang was about to suppress his injuries, but suddenly two emperors attacked him and knocked him out. It was Chu Kuangge and Emperor Tai who saw the opportunity and took action to seriously injure him.

He was attacked by three people in succession, and Emperor Yang fell to the bottom of the valley with his aura. Emperor Guang, Emperor Yan, Emperor Gao, and Emperor Yin did not hesitate to see this and took action together. The four emperors' powers arrived instantly, defeating Emperor Yang's body protection and blasting out four gaps on him.

Swish! Yao Ruoyu's eyes turned cold, and suddenly he jumped out, turned into a phantom and passed through the eighth realm. He cut off Emperor Yang's level with one sword, and swept away most of Emperor Yang's body's skills. He then turned into extremely pure vitality through the white light wings, repairing his injuries.

The perfect vitality of the eight realms is too strong. Although he was cut off from the level, Emperor Yang still did not die. The flesh and blood at the broken neck were constantly twisting, and he was about to give birth to a new head.

But at this time, it was a fierce battle, so how could the rest of the people ask him to repair his head? The seven people and Yao Ruoyu joined forces to bombard him with one blow. The dragon energy that had been absorbed by him was immediately vented out. Seeing this, the eight people quickly used their spiritual thoughts and snatched the dragon energy frantically.

But before the dragon energy that overflowed after Emperor Yang's death was divided up, Chu Kuangge and others rushed towards Yao Ruoyu again and seriously injured him again.

After seeing Yao Ruoyu's previous attack that was almost like a god or a demon, they all knew it. If they did not kill Yao Ruoyu first, they would probably be defeated one by one by him.

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

*—*—*—*—*

At this time, Zou Buyi frowned, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and hesitated: "Although my Tianji lineage is not included in the hundreds of industries, I also participated in this plan back then. I remember that the ancestor once left a passage saying that it was my plan for this time that only 30% of the chances of breaking up the Nine Dragons' battle for immortality, but the remaining 70% of the chances of victory are all in the text."

"It's all in the text?" Bai Banshan widened his eyes and said in surprise, "What article? Which article?"

Shaking his head, Zou Buyi smiled bitterly and said, "The ancestor didn't say anything."

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

"It would be useless to say it earlier. When I first got involved, wouldn't I know that at most there was only 30% chance of winning?" Ding Yanzhi glanced at her and suddenly looked, "Wen? Will you point to my big article?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, Yan Chimo hesitated and said, "This... is a bit exaggerated, right?"

Although Zhu Qun, Hou Jingru, Yang Yanzhao and others didn't say anything, they also had a little doubt in their eyes.

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

"No, it's not an exaggeration!"

Suddenly, Xu Xuanrong seemed to wake up, looked at Ding Yanzhi and said solemnly: "I understand what he means. So that's it. It turns out that this thing is missing."

"Thirty percent chance to win, so 30 percent chance to win," Ding Yanzhi's eyes were solemn, and he showed a little relaxation. "The ancestors of each family really killed someone. What is the 30 percent chance to win? If it weren't for my Dawen Empire, there would be only a zero-rate victory."

Before everyone could understand, Ding Yanzhi took a deep breath, and suddenly his spiritual thoughts rose up. With the current national power of the Dawen Empire several times thinner, his voice was conveyed to the ears of all survivors.

"I am Ding Yanzhi, the censor of the Dawen Empire!"

"Our emperors of China have been trying to exchange their lives for the lives of the people to reach the Ninth Realm to become immortals!"

"There is a Roman Empire in the West, and it attacked with millions of troops, trying to destroy our China!"

"In order to protect the safety of China, His Majesty Emperor Wen is competing with emperors of all dynasties in Kunlun Mountains, and my civil and military officials of Dawen are also fighting against the invading enemy in Chengdu."

"I look forward to the name of the Censor of the Dawen Empire, and I hope that all living in the world will be remembered by my Dawen name!"

"Bless me in China!"

When Ding Yanzhi's voice sounded in his ears, whether it was Song Kai, Zhang Ziqiang, Yang Renjie and others, or everyone in shelters in various parts of China, they were all surprised.

Deng Yitong, who was standing behind the battlefield, thought about it after hearing this, suddenly closed his eyes and silently recited the name of Dawen in his heart. As he chanted in his heart, wisps of pure white aura appeared around him.

This was his literary spirit that he had condensed before. For some reason, he seemed to be driven by his intentions or sensed the crisis of the big article. This literary spirit actually emerged on its own, then soared into the sky and flew towards Ding Yanzhi and others.

It is not only him, Tang Daoyuan, Guo Fengjie, Wu Xue, Hu Xian, Huang Kuankuan, Qu Feng, Xu Jingmiao and others who have condensed their literary spirits will manifest themselves as they subconsciously close their eyes and recite silently.

At first, it was just these people who had condensed their literary spirits. Later, people from various schools of thought, such as Su Shi, Zhao Tingzhi, Wang Anshi, Zhang Zhenchuan, etc., seemed to have also been affected. They subconsciously condensed their own breath and were led by the literary spirits that rushed through the sky, gathering from all directions towards the formation.

As countless literary spirits gathered, the essences of each school that were opposed to each other in the heart of the formation were actually integrated with the naked eye. The energy of war, the energy of law, the energy of great righteousness, the energy of tranquility, the energy of benevolence, and the energy of lateral qi merged into one, and suddenly turned into a vast pillar of qi soared into the sky.

Boom! The pure white air column runs through the world, even if it is far away from the borders of Liang Liao, Xining, etc., it is clearly visible.

As this Qi column stood up, it seemed to be a response. Xiayi, Luyi, Xinzheng and other places successively rushed into Qi columns. Unlike the previous one, these Qi columns were composed of Qi of war, Pure Qi, and Haoran Zheng Qi.

When thirty-seven qi pillars stand one after another, in the ruins of Hangdu, Yangzhou, Chengdu, Chongqing, Jingzhao Prefecture, Henan Prefecture and other cities, there are also rolling spiritual charms that transform into pillars, running through the world together with the thirty-seven qi pillars before.
Chapter completed!