Ze Tian Ji Chapter 139: Senran great formation

Hundreds of thousands of Great Zhou Cavalryman are still on their way to Beijing from various states and counties. It is still far from Heavenly Tome *, but the look of Wuqiong Bi has changed dramatically. As a Saint Domain strongman, ranked Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions, her strength is extremely deep, she can easily see the terrifying military force in the distant wilderness, and can also see the red eagle and Hong Yan flying lightningly in the rain clouds.

"It turned out to be Tianhai's conspiracy, we must leave." She turned and looked at her Husband, her face pale.

The dust, wet by the rain, pulled weakly in her elbow, just like her spirit at this time.

Tonight to this day, neither side has formally started a war and cannot determine the situation, but the calmness and confidence of Divine Empress Tianhai, already has made her already lose all her confidence.

She can't forget that in Capital, Divine Empress Tianhai sent a distant blow to herself on Platform of Dew. In her heart, she did not have the courage to face the enemy at all.

Courage, or humiliation and sleeplessness that can take more than a decade or more to accumulate, is often lost only momentarily.

The strong figure at the peak of looks at Mausoleum of Books, the royal men from all states and counties also discolored, and some people, like Wuqiong Bi, gave up the impulse to retreat.

The situation is not clear yet, but one thing already knows very well is that tonight this round should have been planned by Taoist Ji. Now already has become Divine Empress Tianhai.

Since Divine Empress Tianhai knows everything, who can beat her?

However, at this time, even if they want to leave, already cannot walk.

With an eagle ringing through the night sky of Capital, Capital reacted suddenly everywhere.

Boom! In Jingheyuan's Autumn Forest, the wet muddy land subsided as a whole, and a large hole appeared, with sand and rocks falling down and ground springs pouring out.

Along with the spring of the earth, there is also a statue of a former sage carved from obsidian.

The surface of the stone statue is covered with dirt, and it is gradually washed away by the spring water, revealing its true colors, and it gradually begins to emit a magnificent power.

In the middle of Hongju South Street, a crack appeared, about three feet wide, bottomless and extremely deep. However, what emerged from the depth of the ground joint was not the cold Aura, but the opposite was Extremely hot, as if at the bottom of the ground crack, there is a copper stove that is not extinguished for years. The rain on the street flows into the ground crack, and it is instantly evaporated and turned into a mist.

This famous street, known for its quietness, has become a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mists. Beauty seems to be out of the world. However, the hot Aura in the mist is announcing its danger.

In the third house in the north of Baizhifang, with the voice of Kerala, all the beams of the building seemed to be attacked by the millennium, eroded by insects, and decayed and collapsed at a rate visible to the naked eye. It turned into dust, leaving only the foundation. It was a very old shallow track made of masonry.

The only well in the courtyard also collapsed. In the broken wells, the well water surged and poured into the shallow channels in the foundation of the building, so the foundation became a canal.

A Aura, which is extremely clean and killing, is scattered from the canal toward the night sky.

There is a hill-like mound in Jiangong North. Under the light of hundreds of years, already is full of pine and cypress, and looks at is very beautiful. Usually, many Capital people will choose to play here. already has long forgotten that it used to be a large tomb hundreds of years ago.

With a click, a lightning fell from the sky and hit a small hill.

The thickest cedar pine was struck by lightning, emitting blue smoke, and then slowly collapsed.

The green pine fell on the hill, splashing dirt and smashing autumn grass.

Then the hill gradually cracked, revealing the real picture inside.

There are no coffins and no burials, only countless White Bone.

These White Bones were maids who volunteered to be buried when Emperor Taizong died.

However, at this time I felt the venomous cold Aura in the tomb, the so-called voluntary word, or need to discuss it again.

The venomous and cold Aura failed to affect the Capital people around Jiangong North Lane.

Because of a powerful Aura, it was born from the deepest river in the bottom of the hill. It was as easy as a breeze to wash away those grudges and purify those White Bone.

The Dao Aura soars into the sky, straight into the night dome, exuding a faint golden luster, brilliant, and majestic Saint!

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Capital, there are such visions everywhere, either based on stone carvings, or ground fissures, or the springs of the earth spring into soup, or the imperial spirit appeared.

Countless powerful Auras soared into the sky, or broken layers of lead clouds straight up into the night dome, or dazzling radiance that stared down the stars, and gradually formed a magnificent great formation.

This Pedestal Formation can't be seen, but Dao Practitioner can clearly feel that there is a small sense of dust and an endless sense of awe.

The springs poured into the foundation of Baizhifang North Lane have illusionized the famous gold soup in Orthodox Seven Realms, but they are only a small part of this great formation.

The imperial ambition of Jiangong North Lane, broken tomb and Nine Heavens, suddenly fell into the palace.

For hundreds of years, Pavilion of Ascending Mist, which has been tightly closed and night-like, overflowed with milky light.

At the same time, an incomparable overbearing, majestic, and upright Aura appeared in everyone's perception.

That's the first Banner of Hundred Armaments of already that hasn't been seen for many years-Divine Spear of Frost!

Feeling the changes of Aura and Pavilion of Ascending Mist of Divine Spear of Frost, the expression of Bie Yanghong finally became cold. The Small Red Flower hanging on the tail finger suddenly stopped swinging and hovering in the wind.

There is a river around Mausoleum of Books. Suddenly, all the water in the river disappears without trace. It is not dried up, but it is absorbed by the earth.

More than seventy seats should be like Heavenly Tome Stele, appearing at the bottom of the river, like a stone forest. Stone Stele exudes Zhuang Mu's Aura.

The rain cloud that has been scattered towards the heavens and the earth was inspired by this great formation in Capital, and gradually returned to it. Although it did not completely block the starlight, it also dimmed the stars.

An extremely sensational formation, like countless sharp swords, seems to cut off all the doctrines between heaven and earth. The hidden power is enough to kill the strong of Saint Domain!

Wuqiong Bi's complexion already has become pale, and the smugness between his brows has been replaced by fear.

Guan Xingke is still silent, the cap is covering his plain face, and also covering his true mood at this time.

"Is this Emperor's Chariot Map?"

Zhu Luo's expression changed drastically, looking to the top of Mausoleum of Books. It was incredible to ask, "You are not a royal family, why?"

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(There is another chapter at night)