Sage Emperor

Chapter 154: Generous Sadness

“You scum, I don't show my true strength, you have no idea what it means to die! ”

Yankee took out her strongest strength.

National Shipping Divine Fist, full force.

In the national transport, the hand of God, the divine fist of heaven, the ten ways of the Holy King.

Now, his Shinkansen and the Holy King combined to form another ten. That is the Emperor's Second Way. The Emperor is the strongest man in charge of the country's transport. They control the direction of the empire, either as the ancestors of the founding kingdom, or as the last emperor, or as the Lord of Zhongxing.

Yang Qi had already incorporated the National Shipping Divine Fist into the Ten Daws of the Holy King, and now there is no reservation between the fiery spells, so it can be regarded as superior. Everyone retreats.

What Yang Fangyi, Yang Daqian, Aotian, Hailan, Lonely Nine Old... all are not his opponents.

Yankee knew that the number of his empires was small after all, and he would continue to fight, consuming too much, and would easily be hurt both ways. If it had not been for the High Priest's inspiration, he would have won the first battle by now.

However, when the High Priest appeared and resisted his first wave of attacks, the following offensive collapsed, and the alliance of the three dynasties stabilized, the offense appeared tangled, very unfavourable.

This is a real hard war, there is no chance of coincidence, Yang Qi can only carry out his own Geshi excellence, kill several leaders, such as Ao Tian, Yang Daqian and others, if only one of them can kill, at least one dynasty can completely collapse, because once their emperor dies, no one has command anymore, it is sooner or later for everyone to collapse.

Boom!

Aotian, Yang Qingyi, Yang Daqian, Lonely Nine Elderly and others led the National Transport Battalion, completely collided with Yang Qi and protected themselves. Behind them are billions of trillions of constant sand numbers of formations and armies, princes.

So their fix is a hundred times bigger.

The arrogance now concentrates on national transportation, and the power he exerts can't be countered even if it's a half-step boundaries without hierarchy, it has to be avoided.

The divine realm ground, a fragment of the continent, was lost directly, all the space deep beneath the earth was destroyed, the divine realm was shaking constantly, and the origin was severely damaged, sweeping through countless space-time and countless universes.

Countless ancient powers are at war chestnuts.

The battle between the giants was horrible.

Bang, bang, bang...

Yang Qi continuously put out “Tianzi Town State Gate", “King's Death Society", “Hot Blood Spring and Autumn”, “Heaven and Life eternal peace”...

His bombardment also concentrated the luck of the country, even when the ancient dominion came, under his boxing wind, to retreat. Guoyun Changlong.

“Pray for national luck! ”

Yang Qi's fierce long tsunami, continuous rivalry, battle at the forefront, bombing the army of the alliance of the three dynasties, his figure is incredibly tall, seems to have surpassed the king of the gods.

Death is everywhere throughout the battlefield, and no one can escape in this breath of death, which is the cruelest war since the divine world was born.

“I, the Holy King Empire, am in good health for ever..."

“I, the Empire of the Holy King, will not prevail... ”

“I, the Empire of the Holy King, will always circulate...”

In the battle, the consul of the Holy King prayed first and foremost, and all began to pray and pray to his empire, a battle of national luck that united the hearts and minds of men and everyone lived and forgot.

Even the second demon, the third demon will pray sincerely, and now their destiny is closely linked to the destiny of the country.

With the blessings of all, fighting power and morale have increased again.

“Take Dan's medicine! ”

Once again, Yang Qi ordered that a large amount of Dan pills be taken. These Dan pills, which are from deep in ancient paradise, do not need any money at all. Any precious Dan pills can be taken by the civilian population, and no gain or loss is counted.

Because this battle was lost, no wealth made sense.

This battle was won and everything can be repeated. The divine realm is all its own.

Yankee is in the center of the battlefield, the most spectacular, his body is like a huge fierce sun, rolling around, rolling to where, all three Dynasty alliance masters are ashed.

And the arrogance and others struggled to resist.

Pfft

Yang Feng was struck in the body by a punch from Yang Qi, and another mouthful of blood sprayed out. At least 30 billion troops were turned into ashes behind him, but his eyes didn't blink, and 30 billion for the Great Thousand Dynasties, it didn't count as hair.

Today's arrival on the battlefield can no longer be described in terms of numbers. What billions, trillions, trillions… are pitifully small.

Even they can't settle for themselves, how many people are in their empire. We see only every single space, every universe deep, every army.

Surprised by this aura, the divine realm appears to have a sign of remodeling and tearing apart. If the battle continues, it is no surprise that the entire divine realm is split in half.

This is the real Colossus.

“No, this Yankee is amazing, so that the people in his empire die a lot, but we die too badly.” Hailan was covered in blood, she didn't know how many people had been killed or how many people had died around her, she saw only a familiar face, completely gone between collisions, not even a trace of existence.

She also felt the harsh, generous song of sorrow.

Never before have we seen such a vast war.

Kill!

She suddenly whipped toward Yankee, many dragon masters, brothers, the top of the Empire of the Holy King, and punched the past. This was a sneak attack, looking for a gap between a national transport collision.

Bang

A dragon master was drawn, his body was twisted, and the scream didn't even scream out, and he was distorted and dropped. This is a master at the Dragon Lord God level.

Now, twenty-eight Dragon Lord God level masters are dead, and only ten are left, which is tragic. Many of the main gods of the Linglong Empire have also fallen.

Besides that, the military god who surrendered is dead fifty or sixty! Yankee executives are dead by a third. Several times, even Yangsu, Sanskrit, Second Demon, Third Demon will almost be killed.

Fortunately, the Grand Chancellor, the Grand Marshal Wang, and the Grand Master were desperate to protect him. Otherwise, more than half of Yankee's brothers are dying, which is cruel, but everyone is fearless.

“War, this is a vast war, I can see such a huge war in my life, even if I die now, I will willingly!” The like-minded, the proud, the Yang Ruyi, the Yang Memory, the Big Brother, the Sword XVII... these people are immersed in a completely fanatical belief that they have been cultivated to greatly increase, which is enlightenment, such war opportunities, almost all their lives, can't be seen for ten billion years.

This experience, this realization, even if you regain high authority, cannot be felt.

It was Yankee who dominated such a vast war.

“The power of heaven, come down! Join me, mine is paradise, illuminate the divine realm!” Once again, Yankee tsunamis, all of us see infinite light, huge layers of space tearing apart, ancient heaven as if God were cruising, appearing in front of everyone, and the holy light pouring down all the way.

“Destroy it! Heaven, gather my body! ”

Yankee did not want to die a long tsunami, the sound waves spread out, the colossal energy above ancient heaven, all flushed into his body, people saw endless bright stars, but now almost all of these stars rushed down towards his body, a huge meteor landed on the battlefield, huge waves, not knowing how many humans were destroyed, tens of billions of people shook up and scattered their souls.

“Awesome, Yang Qingyi, your doom is coming, Chestnut, the stupid alliance of the three dynasties, your world, your country, the doom is coming, your hearts are finally destroyed!” At this time, Yang Qi, in order to determine the triumph, to extract the power of the stars around ancient heaven, to destroy that star river, he actually began to extract the power of the sea of faith in that ancient heaven. Of course, he could not integrate himself into the body, but into the national transport, the national luck, is the cause and effect of all creation, the cause and suffering of all creation.

“O mighty lord, you alone have gathered the faiths of all beings to cause you to perish, but my country is all beings. Now give back the faith of all beings to all beings! ”

Boom!

Deep in ancient heaven, the sea of faith moved.

Suddenly, the body of the ancient heavenly ship, seemingly inclined, huge and unstoppable, no one could stop the faith of the heavenly river, landed on the luck network of the Holy Empire.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

This is Yankee, giving back the faith of all beings to all beings.

Knock, knock, knock...

The luck of the Holy Empire as a whole, at this moment, has increased dramatically, the great explosion deep in the French web has occurred, countless networks have begun to crystallize, the eternal junction has begun to expand, the luck of the Empire has increased tenfold! Those luck feedbacks are on everyone's body, and everyone's body instantly grows taller.

“Overall, promotion! ”

Yankee yelled and thundered again.

“I, the Empire of the Holy King, all my subjects, now seal, every man, raise a rank!” Yang Qi Jingkou said, landing heavily on the imperial decree.

Suddenly, the luck in the French web landed on average and reached everyone's body.

This kind of promotion is insane, don't die, if in normal times everyone raises the title, the Empire of the Holy King will collapse immediately.

Because there's not so much luck available.

But now, that ancient paradise deep into the sea of faith landed and merged into the French web, quite different, nothing prevented the seal. The Empire of the Holy King has arrived so vast that a quasi-god is sealed and can be promoted to the Supreme God immediately. Such a seal, however, consumes too much national luck to drive the river ahead.

Now the universal book is sealed, which is unimaginable.

If the central dynasty does so, the empire will collapse as soon as the emperor speaks.

Nobody expected Yankee to be so crazy, but he was crazy, ready.