All Lords: I Created The Mythical Heaven!

Soon, an announcement appeared about speculation about what happened to the Yanhuang Realm, and that there might be forces behind the scenes to help stir up trouble.

Quickly wake up the lords of Yanhuang Realm.

Lu Yun raised his eyebrows slightly after reading the speculation in the Abyss Forum.

"Just reducing the realm by 1 point instantly caused a chain reaction throughout the world."

"However, there are still fundamental differences between the Celestial Wonders Realm and the Yanhuang Realm."

"Their lords don't know how to use luck, and there is no luck in the world that suppresses the great luck of the realm."

"Improve the overall strength of the participating lords in the Yanhuang Realm as soon as possible."

Lu Yun thought for a moment, then walked out of Ziweiyuan Palace and went to the inventory of Tianfu Immortal City.

For example, when the Abyss Sea Spirits and Abyss Lords invaded, all the dropped props and materials were kept in Tianfu Fairy City.

It didn't take long.

Lu Yun was mobilized from Tianfu Immortal City.

The materials from the heavens gathered in the trading hall of the current plane will then be uploaded to the trading platform in a unified manner.

"All the excess elixirs refined by the Heavenly Medicine Palace, including basic elixirs below S level, are sold."

"Recently, the Alchemy Academy, the Talisman Making Academy, the Sword Cultivation Academy, the Weapon Refining Academy, and the Array Academy have accumulated a batch of students' practice works."

"Although the quality is not high, it is more than enough to restore the troops and troops under the lords."

Lu Yunlu successively listed tens of millions of dazzling goods on the trading platform.

…

The civilized lords and iron-blooded lords in the Yanhuang Realm collectively went into a boil because of the prompt sound of the trading platform just now.

"Boss Lu Yun has uploaded a lot of military supplies!"

"Holy crap, the four-piece set of elixir refining, talisman seal writing, weapon refining, and formation cultivation alone costs no less than 30 billion."

"Buy, buy, buy!"

"How many cultivation talents does he have? Such a terrifying talent reserve."

A leopard can be seen in the tube.

Such a terrifying number of transactions made the lords of the Yanhuang Realm even more certain of one thing.

Behind Lu Yun is the platform of the plane trading hall.

"There are so many fresh elixirs. Although the quality is a little low, most of them are in good quality."

Ying Si picked up a pill, put it between his nose and sniffed it, then threw it to the Qin Wu soldier next to him and asked him to swallow it.

"It's not bad. It's more than enough for the people below to restore their vitality and blood."

"Lu Yun is attentive."

Looking at the soldiers with surging vitality and blood, Ying Si sighed subconsciously.

more and more.

The iron-blooded lords who were fighting hard, fiercely fighting and exploring the dungeon all unanimously felt grateful to Lu Yun.

Don’t say anything else.

Just these pills, weapons and equipment, which are far cheaper than those in the system mall, can give their armies more chances to survive.

Not all lords who joined the army had a good family background.

…

After the listing is completed.

suddenly.

Lu Yun lowered his head and looked at the list of lords of the Yanhuang Realm in his hand, and his eyes fell on a familiar name.

"Jessica's ink last time whetted Zhao Dezhu's appetite."

"And then sell some of the calligraphy god's manuscripts and insights to raise some funds for the expedition."

"Yue Fei, the Confucian Song Dynasty and the Taoist Song Dynasty are interesting and interesting..."

Lu Yun took the initiative to send a private message.

He also took a screenshot of part of the message of inspiration from the Book God Shen Qingqiu and sent it to Zhao Dezhu.

Shen Qingqiu's insights were to Lu Yun.

It is a recyclable renewable resource, but for others it is a rare treasure that is hard to find.

…

"The Yanhuang realm is facing a crisis, and we must share the same virtue and work together to achieve peace."

Zhao Dezhu was feeling emotional.

Suddenly, I saw flashing red dots appearing on my private message interface.

Immediately afterwards.

What caught Zhao Dezhu's eyes was the message sent by Lu Yun.

…

[Book God Manuscript] (one-time use)

Quality: Legend

Enlightenment: [Great Confucianism refines the mind] [Destroys difficulties]

Introduction: Today, I am bound by money slaves, which makes me feel depressed. Once I suddenly realize my true self, the shackles of the past will all disappear - Shen Qingqiu left.

…

"Destroy the difficulties..."

Zhao Dezhu's eyes were fixed on the introduction of the [Destroy the Disaster] effect, and then he told his right-hand men in the territory.

"Your Majesty, you can take it."

"What Lu Yun asked for was just some merit coins. After all, we still got some advantages."

“A friend in need is a friend in need, and a friend in need is a friend indeed.”

Zheng Xuan, an old man with a long beard, held his hand and looked at Yue Fei who was fighting outside the county town.

On the battlefield.

Thousands of Confucian disciples are dressed in elegant Confucian robes, covered with light blue gauze, and their jade faces are shining.

"The wise men of Confucianism regulate the world with courtesy and educate all people with benevolence and righteousness."

"Everyone in the world knows etiquette and justice, and treats others with kindness. Why worry about the world being unstable and Confucianism and Song Dynasty not flourishing?"

All of them are elegant and slightly arrogant.

Then they all chanted the awe-inspiring righteousness, and the literary energy in the sky linked to the indomitable Martial Saint at the front!

"The wind thunders at the command, and the sky shakes the earth."

When the Confucian disciples said this, their eyes were light and proud.

suddenly.

The formation speed of the Confucian and Song Dynasty troops in the Abyss World suddenly increased dozens of times.

"The horse's blood is flying, and the flag is curled up on the Khan's head."

Tap tap tap.

A cavalry legion formed purely of literary spirit rushed directly towards the monsters in the abyss.

at this time.

One after another, the fierce and violent energy from the vast grassland appeared out of thin air and entangled in the sky above the Wenqi Cavalry Corps.

The invisible Tatar warriors all raised their swords and slashed them at the Wenqi Cavalry Corps.

Like a gangrene attached to the bone.

This violent spirit actually followed the majestic literary spirit and in turn affected the Confucian disciples.

"No, it's Manjin Yunchao's curse again."

"How come they still exist."

The Confucian disciples who were calm just now turned blue in the face, their bodies were all trembling, and they were busy dealing with it.

"Don't panic, don't leave Wu Sheng alone again."

Several older scribes had different expressions on their faces. They sighed and tried their best to maintain other poems and war words.

Just whenever they revive their writing style.

Baa baa——!

In the sky, dozens of ancient sheep beasts full of malice will always appear, easily destroying the spirit of Confucianism.

All of a sudden.

On the battlefield, the overwhelming literary energy chanted by the Confucian sects collapsed, leaving only Wu Sheng Yue Fei to fight alone.

"Two Saints..."

Yue Fei had tears in his eyes as he stared at the vicious sheep beast, which was close to the Mahayana stage of cultivation, but his whole body was trembling.

"It's time again."

"I don't know why, but there are always problems with the lord's army on the opposite side."

"But we just need to use these two hours to charge forward."

"The Qi and blood of that Martial Saint is still shaking the world, so what?"

The other monsters in the abyss continued to charge with a grin as they were used to it.

【Barbarian Fortune Curse:】

[①The regret of Chonghun Hou: the ritual of being humiliated and leading the sheep. 】

[②Hunde Hou’s obsession: rare things should be given. 】

"What the hell, the Second Saint."

"They are clearly two pests, dead but not stiff, causing trouble to this day."

Wang Buqing, another scholar with sparse hair, an ancient appearance and a slightly older look, cursed directly.

"Inheriting the cause and effect of the previous dynasty, you will naturally have the disasters encountered by the previous dynasty."

Zhao Dezhu clenched the book in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The first curse of Chonghun Hou affected the Confucian literary spirit.

The second curse of Hun De Hou was to plunder the promotion resources of the Confucian and Song Dynasty territories out of thin air.

This also resulted in the Confucian and Song Dynasty territories being stuck in level 6 counties.

Otherwise, Zhao Dezhu, relying on the Songzhou family and gathering the power of the lords of a state, would have transformed into a level 7 fairy city long ago.