Chapter 1772: The Power of Faith Containing the Emperor's Spirit

the other side.

Great Qin World.

The cold wind was howling, blowing the tent outside the palace.

Two lines of teams stood outside the tent.

One row is dressed in official uniforms, but sackcloth and white scarves on the outside.

The other column is the generals, wearing cold armor, no helmet, but white scarves.

Their gazes were all on the man who was lying on the dragon chair in the tent at the moment.

The man's complexion was pale, his eyes were dull, and he was sick as if he would pass away at any moment.

But at this moment, his body still exudes an aura that is not angry but mighty.

It was this remnant of power that made the officials and generals outside the tents silent like cicadas.

"After I die, you should all understand what you are going to do, right?"

The man said indifferently, "Monsters are beyond human power, but our bloodline is indestructible. I can only hate it...cough cough..."

Speaking of this, the man coughed violently.

He sighed, not knowing what to say.

He looked into the distance outside the palace.

It was a strange red cloud.

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

A general stood up, his eyes were red, and he said in a deep voice, "Never retreat!"

"It's a good thing you, Wang Jian, are the only ones who can say this now...hahaha..." The man laughed loudly, and the laughter was very weak.

He waved.

Appears to agree, seems to reject.

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

The general was silent.

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

"His Majesty…"

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

There was a slight smile on Ying Zheng's face, as if he was laughing at himself for such an extremely absurd idea.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng seemed to remember something.

In his mind, still a little fuzzy, he thought of something.

'Forget it, they are already dying...why bother with those? Even the other people in that group, don’t they all feel strange... that ancestor god...'

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng breathed a little.

In his mind, he recalled the Dao Summoning God article uploaded by the ancestor god in the chat group before.

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

Didn't hold out much hope.

Purely out of curiosity.

"The Dao Summoning the Gods... This seems to be a strange scripture..."

In my mind, I opened this scripture with my consciousness.

Countless symbols flooded into my mind in an instant.

Ying Zheng didn't understand any of those symbols.

But what surprised Ying Zheng was that he could understand the meaning of these scriptures at the moment when these scriptures melted into his mind.

so amazing!

‘It seems that as long as this piece of scripture is chanted, that ancestor god can sense it? And be pious...'

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment.

Let a majestic emperor recite the scriptures devoutly, if it were in normal times, Ying Zheng would not even look at it.

But now...

'Forget it... try it. '

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and murmured in a weak voice, but his face was very devout at the moment.

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

It is a kind of piety of hope.

At this moment, the civil servants and generals outside the tent were silent.

Until inside the tent, an imperial doctor who was serving Ying Zheng's side suddenly changed his face and said:

"Your Majesty... is dead!"

in an instant,

The face of a person outside changed drastically, and his face was ashen.

Ying Zheng's breath seemed to have indeed disappeared.

Not breathing any more.

At this moment, he is chanting that piece of scripture with spiritual reverence...

at the same time.

——

Ancestral world.

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

This ray of faith is very subtle, but it contains a strong emperor's aura.

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

However, there is still a bit of gray in it, which means that the master who has this ray of faith in him is about to die...

"So fast?"

Wang Feng was stunned.

I didn't expect that someone in the chat group would have the power of faith in him so soon.

"I seem to be dying. Such a strong emperor's spirit, 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 that 'borrow another ten thousand years from the sky' in the group who has been silent?"

"interesting."

Wang Feng stared at this ray of faith.

Very subtle, but high quality.

The power of faith produced by the Son of Destiny is naturally extraordinary, not to mention that this Man of Destiny is an emperor.

great emperor.

This ray of faith is very strong.

"Try injecting it into the chaotic green lotus first."

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

Wang Feng injected the power of faith, which was thin but extremely special, into the chaotic green lotus first.

In an instant, the chaotic green lotus shone with intense light.

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

"Fuck!"

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

Wang Feng was stunned for a long time.

The hair is thin, and it directly becomes the size of a little finger. This increase is not small.

If I had known earlier, the Power of Faith collected from Angel Nebula before would be amplified directly with Chaos Qinglian, wouldn't it be a big profit?

Not to mention 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 also be used for the development of the ancestral world.

The corners of Wang Feng's mouth twitched: "No wonder I just said that how to spread a little power of faith can still make that snow epiphyllum spiritually open, and even affect the energy concentration around it, even Yan Mengyao was affected... Chaos Qinglian ..."

Although it feels bad, it's not too late to find out now.

"Having the chaotic green lotus means that the power of faith in even the smallest world will increase many times in my place... The speed of the development of the ancestor world will be very terrifying..."

A smile appeared on Wang Feng's face.

In the original plan, within a hundred days, he could develop the ancestral world to a certain extent, even if it was against the god domain of the false god opponent of the Donghuang god system.

It won't be too bad either.

Now that it is discovered that the true soul of Chaos Qinglian still has this ability, by then, it will not be a problem of too much difference.

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

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

——

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

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

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

It was originally a scene at night, but at this moment it is even more dazzling than daytime.

Even the bloody light in the distance was shrouded by this intense light.

For a moment, countless pairs of eyes were all sluggish.

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

This is, what happened?

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

"I have already felt your piety!"

The voice is as majestic as the voice of the sky, and it seems to spread throughout the world, it is deafening! !

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