Check in to the Douluo Continent Chapter 1772: The power of faith with the spirit of the emperor

The other side.

The Great Qin World.

The cold wind blew the tent outside the palace.

Two rows of teams, standing outside the fence.

One column was dressed in official uniforms, but outside was draped in sackcloth and white scarves.

The other column is military generals, wearing cold and dignified armor, without helmets, just tied with white scarves.

They all looked at the man lying on the dragon chair in the enclosure.

The man was pale, his eyes were dead, and he was so sick that he seemed to die at any moment.

But at the moment, he still exudes an aura that is not angry and mighty.

It was this residual power that kept the officials and generals outside the tents silent.

"After I die, you should all know what you want to do, right?"

The man said lightly, "The demons are beyond human power, but our bloodline cannot be broken. It's just hateful...cough..."

Speaking of this, the man coughed violently.

Sighed, not knowing what to say.

He looks into the distance outside the palace.

It was a monstrous red cloud.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to lead the last soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty to defend the last pass of the Great Wall."

A military general stood up, his eyes were red, and he said solemnly, "Never retreat!"

"It's a pity that only you, Wang Jian, can say this now...hahaha..." The man laughed, his laughter very weak.

He waves.

It seems to agree, it seems to refuse.

"Can you hold it?" the man said lightly.

The general was silent.

"You can't keep it." Ying Zheng shook his head, "No one in the world can keep it...Wang Jian, my bloodline of Da Qin cannot be broken."

"Your Majesty..."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and interrupted the latter's words. He closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "If God will give me some more time, give me ten thousand years... There is hope after all... Is it possible? ?"

Ying Zheng had a smile on his face, as if mocking himself for such a ridiculous idea.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng seemed to remember something.

In his mind, he, who was still a little confused, thought of something.

'Forget it, they're already dying... why bother with those? It's the other people in that group, aren't they all weird... That Ancestral God...'

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng breathed a little.

In his mind, he called out the Great Dao Summoning God Chapter uploaded by the ancestor **** in the chat group before.

This is what he downloaded from the chat group and the only one.

Not much hope.

Just out of curiosity.

"The Great Way Calls the Gods... This seems to be a strange scripture..."

In your mind, open this scripture consciously.

Countless symbols flooded into my mind in an instant.

Ying Zheng doesn't understand any of those symbols.

But to Ying Zheng's surprise, he understood the meaning of these verses the moment they were fused into his mind.

Amazing!

'It seems that as long as this scripture is recited, the ancestor **** can sense it? And be religious...'

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment.

Let a dignified emperor recite the scriptures devoutly. If it were normal, Ying Zheng wouldn't even look at it.

But now...

'Never mind...try it. ’

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and muttered in a low voice, but his face was very pious at the moment.

That kind of piety is the kind of piety that wants to grab the last straw.

It is a kind of piety of hope.

At this moment, the civilian and military generals outside the tent were silent.

Until inside the enclosure, an imperial doctor who was serving Ying Zheng suddenly changed his face:

"Your Majesty... is dead!"

In an instant, the face of a person outside changed greatly, and his face was ashen.

Ying Zheng's breath seems to have really disappeared.

There is no breathing.

He is currently chanting that scripture with spiritual piety...

Meanwhile.

——

Ancestral world.

A golden power of faith slowly poured out from Wang Feng's body of faith.

This wisp of faith is subtle, but contains a strong Emperor's aura.

The golden power of faith means that this is the Son of Destiny.

It's just that there is a bit of gray in it, which means that the master who has this ray of faith in himself is going to die...

"So soon?"

Wang Feng was stunned.

I didn't expect that a chat group would have the power to believe in him so quickly.

"People seem to be dying. With such a strong emperor's aura, the master of the power of faith is still an emperor."

Wang Feng thought for a while, "It's not just an ordinary emperor. Could it be the 'borrow from the sky for another 10,000 years' from the group that has been silent?"

"Interesting."

Wang Feng stared at this ray of faith.

Very subtle, but high quality.

The power of faith generated by the Son of Destiny is naturally extraordinary, not to mention that this Destiny is an Emperor.

The Great Emperor.

This ray of faith is very powerful.

"Inject it into Chaos Qinglian first."

Wang Feng took a deep breath, he vaguely felt that now the complete chaotic Qinglian soul seems to have a stronger effect.

Wang Feng first injected the power of faith with this thin strand of hair into the chaotic green lotus.

In an instant, Chaos Qinglian shone with a burst of intense light.

Immediately afterwards, this ray of faith quickly began to increase, from the thinness of a hair to the size of a thumb in an instant.

"Fuck!"

Everyone in Wang Feng was dumbfounded, "Chaos Qinglian can also strengthen the power of belief, no, this is not a strengthening, this is a direct increase? It's a big loss!"

Wang Feng was stunned for a long time.

The hair is so thin that it directly becomes the size of a pinky finger. This increase is not small.

I knew earlier that the power of faith I collected from Angel Nebula before, and I used Chaos Qinglian to increase it directly. Wouldn't it make a lot of money?

Let alone one body of faith, ten bodies of faith can be condensed.

Even if Wang Feng only needs one, the rest of the power of faith can be used for the development of the ancestral world.

Wang Feng's mouth twitched: "No wonder I said just now that how to spread a little bit of the power of faith can make that snow epiphyllum open the wisdom, and even affect the surrounding energy concentration, even Yan Mengyao is affected... Chaos Qinglian..."

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"With Chaos Qinglian, it means that the power of belief in even the smallest world will be multiplied many times in my place... The speed of the development of the ancestral world will be very terrifying..."

A smile appeared on Wang Feng's face.

In the original plan, in a hundred days, he could develop the ancestral realm to a certain extent, even if it was the realm of the pseudo-god opponent of the Donghuang **** system.

Not too bad either.

Now that I found out that the real soul of this chaotic Qinglian still has this ability, then it will not be too much of a problem.

It's a matter of direct... crushing!

"For now, let's see what the emperor is like..."

——

The moment Ying Zheng devoutly recites the scriptures word by word.

In an instant, the entire palace suddenly erupted with a light and shadow like the sun.

From Ying Zheng's body, he rushed out of the palace, ascended to the entire sky, and the entire Xianyang City.

It was originally a night scene, but now it is even more dazzling than the daytime.

Even the blood light in the distance was shrouded in this fierce light.

For a time, countless pairs of eyes were stunned.

All the civil servants and generals in the palace were also stunned.

This is, what happened?

It is this, a majestic divine voice, coming from the light and shadow of the sky:

"I, have felt your piety!"

The sound is as majestic as the sound of the sky, as if it is spreading all over the world, it is deafening! !

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