Chapter 532: Destruction
As Jiang Yantian's voice fell.
The giant sword standing in the sky slashed forward.
The terrifying might surged out, and cracks appeared in the void.
The descent speed is very slow, giving people a full sense of oppression.
"no no!!!"
I don’t know how many people have collapsed and are wailing.
The Lord of Fengtian is simply an invincible being.
Qin Yan's mentality collapsed.
Everything that the Dharma image just said hit my heart directly.
"Everyone calm down, calm down!"
The city was in chaos and the people knelt on the ground.
The guards' eyes widened in fear, and the hands holding their weapons trembled uncontrollably.
They felt an unprecedented fear, as if they were facing an ancient demon.
Even in the court, the emperor and his ministers sensed this terrifying pressure.
The emperor's face was pale and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He tried to remain calm, but his trembling dragon robe betrayed his inner fear.
Some of the ministers slumped on the ground, while others huddled together, their eyes filled with despair.
None of the powerful men who guarded the dynasty dared to show up at this moment.
The pressure emanating from the Dharma image swept across thousands of miles.
Within a thousand miles, no cultivator had the slightest intention of resisting.
It was still a long way from the city ahead.
But the giant sword standing in the sky can chop down the dynasty together.
As they watched the giant sword pressing down, people's hearts began to collapse.
Crying for father and mother.
Just the aura alone caused various parts of the imperial city to collapse and flags to break.
The entire imperial city was shrouded in this pressure, breathing became difficult and the air became extremely heavy.
Everyone understood that this mysterious existence possessed enough power to overthrow the entire dynasty, and they were so small and helpless in the face of this power.
Jiang Yantian had no intention of stopping. At this moment, it would be enough to hack those officials to death.
The people must not be harmed.
Otherwise, in their eyes, you are killing innocent people indiscriminately. Where does the power of faith come from?
We have to let them come again, Fengtian Divine Religion, just for the people of Kyushu.
"Boom boom boom boom!!!"
The sound of the giant sword breaking through the air became more and more intense.
In the projection, millions of people watched this scene without saying a word.
I was extremely nervous.
The pressure in these words will surely destroy Yan Yang.
No one can survive.
There are millions of people in several cities.
Are millions of people just going to be buried with the dynasty?
For a time, speculations arose frequently.
When Jiang Yantian's giant sword fell, the light on the sword body became brighter.
It gathers all the power between heaven and earth.
A dazzling sword light burst out, like a rainbow piercing the sun, tearing the sky apart.
The sword light slashed forward with the force of thunder.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze and space seemed to be distorted by the sword.
The earth made a dull roar and groaned in pain.
Wherever the sword light went, the earth was like being cut by a huge sharp blade, and a huge bottomless ravine was instantly opened.
split into two!
The heaven and earth shook.
The smoke and dust filled the air, making it difficult to see what was happening.
For a moment, there were more speculations.
They thought no one could survive.
But when the smoke and dust cleared, what came into view was a huge abyss.
That was hacked out.
It spread from the city gate to the palace.
Countless people were covered with dirt, and when they came to their senses, they found that they were not dead.
"God, God bless me, I am still alive, still alive!"
"The Lord God really cares about the people!"
"By the Lord of Heaven!!!"
The dynasty is different.
The emperor died suddenly, and all his ministers died, so it was absolutely possible to change the dynasty.
Those powerful men of the dynasty came to the front line one after another to ask for forgiveness.
Qin Yan is also still alive.
My whole body was shaking.
He had just experienced death, but it did not cause any harm.
Could it be that the Lord of Fengtian is really saving the country and the people?
Otherwise, how could the dynasty be overthrown while the people remain unharmed?
Jiang Yantian’s Dharma image has not yet dissipated.
A voice shook the earth.
"How many great achievements that once conquered the world have been reduced to ashes in the face of time."
"How many rock-solid imperial foundations have collapsed under the scouring of history!"
"Go against the will of heaven and you will be a ghost; obey the will of heaven and you will be the way!"
Countless people couldn't help but kneel down and pay homage to Jiang Yantian, shouting out "If you go against the will of heaven, you will be a ghost; if you obey the will of heaven, you will be the way!"
Jiang Yantian pondered again.
"In Yanyang City, there are wine ponds, meat forests, drunken gold houses, rich families, singing and dancing!"
"Outside the city walls, people are eating each other's ghosts and crying at night, the common people are in chaos, and there are bones everywhere in the wild!"
"Gather the three dukes, unite the nine commoners, Yan Yang is dead and Feng Tian is back!"
"Fengtian Divine Religion followers, obey my command!"
The believers bowed their heads one after another: "Listen to the Lord God's will..."
"The followers of this religion should remember these four sentences!"
"Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, carry on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages, and bring peace to the world for all eternity!
"If you disobey, God will punish you!"
"Remember the Lord God's order!" Countless voices rang out in an instant.
There are many people who work for the world.
Only those who truly serve the people follow the religion of God!
Thinking of this person, even the proud Qin Yan lowered his head and knelt on his knees to worship him.
Jiang Yantian's Dharma image dissipated and everything returned to normal.
Zou Tu's morale was high after winning the battle.
Some people even forced him to become emperor immediately.
"How can I sit on the throne of the emperor?"
"You have the appearance of an emperor. Please obey the will of heaven, inherit the throne, and go to the capital of Yanyang immediately!"
Zou Tu waved his hands and said: "Countless people are drooling over the throne of the emperor. How can I, Zou Tu, dare to take this throne?"
"No! No! No!"
Zou Tu walked down, but soon, a group of people rushed up and carried him towards the dynasty.
Along the way, they were shouting: "Long live the emperor!"
Zou Tu struggled in vain, feeling helpless: "You...you really made me suffer!"
Inside the tent, Jiang Yantian curled his lips and left with Nan Xuer.
The matter has been resolved here.
Next comes Zou Tu’s matter.
"Brother Tian, you are so handsome, I love you so much!" Nan Xuer's face was full of admiration.
I can't wait to have him stir-fry it...
"Handsome Jimao, I'm only doing this for the power of faith. As for the rest, I only know about the virtuous cycle."
He wants the power of his faith, while others want to live an ordinary life.
Just mutual benefit.
"You are so handsome! You are a true saint who cares about the people!"
Jiang Yantian scanned the desolate area and said, "The one who truly cares about the people is the great and virtuous teacher who used his own cultivation to break the fate of the dynasty!"
"Who is he?" Nan Xuer was very confused.
"A Taoist who studied medicine, but found that studying medicine was useless!"
Jiang Yantian didn't explain in detail, and it would be useless to tell her.
Nan Xuer was extremely curious and followed Jiang Yantian closely with her hat on.
"Brother Tian, do you think that Zou Tu will become like the emperor of the Yanyang Dynasty?"
“Many people say that once you sit in that position, you will change.”
