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Chapter 900 "Zuo Ming"'s sword...cuts towards King Ming!
"coming!"

It was not until recently that he discovered that the figure who arrived using the divine movement technique was already a gray-haired, aging old man with a solemn face and a Confucian demeanor, no different from a teacher in a private school in the college.

Li Yan nodded to Qiao Daoqing, then floated down to the city gate.

The potholes here, as well as the broken armor and equipment, are the traces left by the siege of the city not long ago, but he stood in the middle with his hands behind his back, but instantly integrated into the overall environment.

Xiang Long's figure stopped immediately, his sleeves drooped, and he said slowly: "The old man has already attended the appointment, can we talk now? How did you find out?"

Li Yan said directly: "The name of the king of Chu."

Xiang Long understood at one point, and immediately reacted, deep annoyance emerged between his brows: "Yes! Yes! This is indeed a flaw. How did the old man think of taking Chu as the king at that time? Let Fang La use Liang as Liang and Wu as Wu It is better than Chu State!"

Li Yandao: "This is not an accident. You live a life like a mouse, and you think you can hide it perfectly, but people have seven emotions and six desires, after all, they are not comparable to mice."

"So in your subconscious mind, you want to show your own existence to the world. Your surname is Xiang Minglong. If a Chu king regime can really be born in the south, you will have a sense of accomplishment that you personally promoted."

Xiang Long suppressed his annoyance, and said coldly: "What about you? You are the first rebel to declare rebellion outside the Bianjing Palace. The world is in chaos right now!"

"Everyone who rebels against the court will call you a senior, what a prestige! But the rewards you can get are probably pitifully small. In the future, when King Yan ascends the throne, you will never be tolerated!"

Li Yan looked at him calmly.

Feeling that there was not even the slightest fluctuation in those eyes, Xiang Long knew that his efforts were in vain, and a strong anger and absurdity surged in his heart: "'Zuo Ming', what is your purpose? People in the world have to do things differently. Please, what good is it for you to do this?"

Li Yan slightly tilted his head: "I don't like cults, especially cults that are greedy for money."

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it, don't play tricks on me!"

Xiang Long completely broke his defenses, his chest heaved violently, and his roaring expression was exactly the resentment and distortion on Xiao Ya Nei's face just now: "As long as King Ming exists, our Ming Zun Sect will exist as long as this old man dies here today. There will also be a new Mingzun born!"

"You must think that the leader of my teaching needs to be appointed by the predecessor to take over the inheritance. Haha, you are wrong, you are wrong!"

"Not to mention that the old man has already decided on a successor, even if that person is found by you in the future, and you kill him, the Mingzun Sect will continue. You can never expect to get what you want!"

Li Yan frowned, and his tone was obviously displeased: "What kind of attitude is this, sir? Why do you have a tone that is sure to die? I asked you to adjust your mentality so that you can exert your powerful strength. As a result, you have not yet started the war. Everyone thinks that he is doomed, and he also thinks that his descendants are all doomed, so how can we have some practical strength?"

"Too much bullying! Too much bullying! Just watch!"

Xiang Long was so angry that his hands trembled, but there was a hint of determination in his eyes, and the cadenced sound of the mantra sounded: "Sacrifice to my heavenly soul, return to the early Ming Dynasty...sacrifice to my earth soul, self-transform into the void...sacrifice to my heart Qi, rely on the gods to come! The king of Ming descends! The king of Ming descends!"

As soon as he spoke, a little light suddenly flew out of Xiaoya Nei's body in Qiao Daoqing's hand and returned to Xiang Long's body.

The souls of the heavens and the earth gathered together, cast a heart contract, and launched the strongest spell to invite the gods.

Li Yan had heard this spell from Bishop Hercules before, but it was different from the current one in two points.

The first is that after the strong bishop performed it, the body immediately suffered a strong injury, which is the same as returning to the unique art, and Mingzun suffered much less pressure. Although the bones creaked and the waist and back bent rapidly, the body did not suffer serious damage. ;
The second is that Bishop Dali finally asked for "the king of Ming to surrender the law", and this Mingzun asked for "the king of Ming to descend from the gods".

Ever since, when the spell took effect, a great indifference came, treating the common people like ants, and wanting to put everything under their own rules.

This time, it was not only the imposing manner, but a statue of a solemn and benevolent god, unexpectedly clearly appeared on top of Mingzun's head.

One black and one white hands, symbolizing the opposition of light and dark in Manichaeism, and four strange lines winding on the body, all gathered in the heavenly spirit, representing the four powers of tranquility, light, strength, and wisdom bestowed by King Ming to the mortal world .

This is exactly the same as the statue of King Ming worshiped by everyone, but King Ming is like a clay sculpture, but this one seems to be a real god. What is revealed in the eyes is not the line of sight, but the weakness, dependence, awe, and awe of countless people. Obedience, hope, fanaticism, satisfaction...

Belief!Belief!
"Immortal sacrifices and evil sacrifices, there is such a scene, this religion has deeply rooted in the world, and the continuous momentum is hard to stop!"

The first person to feel it was Luo Zhenren's younger brother Qiao Daoqing, a highly cultivated Taoist priest with his Taoist robes fluttering, his face extremely dignified, ready to strike at any time.

As an authentic descendant of Taoism, he looked down on prostitution and evil priests very much, but when such a king of Ming descended from God, he also felt a sense of terror and oppression that his life was threatened.

"Ming Wang!! Ming Wang!!"

Followed closely by the sensational Jiangling City.

Just imagine that fanatical Buddhist worshipers can be excited for a long time when they see a big Buddha, and they can be crazy enough to cut off their fingers and arms to express their piety when they don't know the authenticity of a Buddha bone relic. What if the Buddha came to the world?

For the Mingzun believers in Jiangling Mansion, this is equivalent to the birth of their Buddha, but there are still a lot of believers. Whether it is the support of Fang La before or the preparation for Wang Qing to replace him, a large number of Mingzun believers are Gathered here, at this moment, there is a frenzy gushing out, rushing towards the outside of the city like a tide, Wang Yin and others can't stop it at all.

"Is this King Ming? It's okay..."

In the end, it was Li Yan who was supposed to bear the brunt.

He looked at the majesty far more majestic than the take-off and landing method, born from Xiang Long's body, and the other party kept pushing, creating a majestic pressure, and there was an urge to bow down, surrender loyally, and give his heart .

But when this breath came to him, it was like a breeze blowing on his face, without any influence.

Not to mention kneeling and worshiping faith, Li Yan's eyes did not even tremble, and he looked at this King Ming with great interest.

"If you don't kneel...you will die!"

When the god descending ceremony was completed, Xiang Long straightened up slowly, with deep resentment and anger on his face, and King Ming on his head also showed anger, and his dark palms slowly fell.

This fall is like the sky and the earth overturning, the sun and the moon are dark, and the strong coercion surges over.

In the face of such oppression, the will, perseverance, and heart that have been trained the day after tomorrow are extremely fragile.

Because this is the gap in the level of life!
This is the majesty of God!

"Ming Wang! Ming Wang!" "Look at me! Look at me!"

Screams sounded one after another, and the believers in the Jiangling mansion rushed out, seeing the scene of King Ming dropping his palms, they went completely crazy.

Prostrating to the ground can no longer express the excitement of believers. Some people directly poke their eyes blind, and some simply kill themselves, just to freeze the beautiful moment forever.

And no matter how he reacted, strands of thick power of faith would continuously sink into King Ming's body, making his body even more gigantic and the power of his palms even more terrifying.

"'Sami'! Die!!"

Xiang Long laughed wildly, and suddenly felt that the previous idea was ridiculous.

Mingzun is the incarnation of King Ming in the world, and the only existence that can invite King Ming to come down. In addition, Jinghu is also a site that has been operated for a long time. There are believers infiltrating from all walks of life. How can he lose such an advantage?

Fortunately, he lost confidence before and thought that he was going to be killed. This is simply a blasphemy against King Ming!

It's a pity that his identity was exposed, and he needed a complete makeover...

"Wait, why is this person still supporting?"

But soon, Xiang Long realized that it was not the time to think about this at all.

Because under the terrifying divine power attack of King Ming's palm drop, Li Yan also raised his palm lightly.

Boom!

All of a sudden, the sky is dark and the sky is dark!

"Call the wind and call the rain?"

Qiao Daoqing was about to help, but when he saw this scene he abruptly stopped, his eyes were stunned.

Heretics can also disturb the wind and rain, but they are not the same as the movement in front of them. The hurricane is raging, the thunder is blowing, the sun is flickering, the earth's energy is rushing, and its power is extremely terrifying.

The most important thing is that although it is limited to the area outside Jiangling City, the vibrations of all kinds of heaven and earth energy did not twist into a ball of paste, but gathered in an orderly manner.

He has seen many moves to move the world, but such an orderly method is rare.

It's really hard to see.

Because King Ming Shensheng does not belong to the human world.

So Li Yan felt at ease and used tricks that also did not belong to the world.

Book of Heaven - Scroll of Heaven!
"Crush him to death!"

Xiang Long felt a strong sense of crisis, and frantically pressed down with his palm, and the invisible palm transformed by King Ming's divine power rumbled down.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
It can be clearly seen that the air in front of Li Yan is like a picture of being kneaded and torn by an urchin, presenting a distorted and turbulent scene of collapse.

But that layer of almost inconceivable order of primordial power was quickly intertwined to form an indestructible cage, as if implying an eternal and complete heavenly rule, which would wipe out the suppressed Ming King's divine power inch by inch, set things right, and finally disappear in the invisible.

Xiang Long's expression froze instantly, and he moaned, "You also have... the protection of the gods?"

Li Yan corrected: "It's not a protection, it's a learning opportunity given by the gods. I've only grasped a little bit of superficiality now, and I can't deal with Taoism and true immortals, but I can already try a thing or two to deal with this so-called false god!"

"You just said that as long as King Ming exists, the Ming Zun Sect will exist as long as possible, right?"

"Then the goal of this battle is very clear!"

After the words fell, there was a loud clang, and the chain knife came out of its sheath and pointed straight at it.

Xiang Long tensed up all over, but was surprised to find that he didn't feel any sharp pain...

Then he was surprised, his face twisted, and he was terrified to the extreme.

Because I am not the opponent's target at all...

"Samei"'s sword!

Cut to King Ming!

(End of this chapter)