In the sky above the capital, the rumbling roar is endless, like the holy presence of heaven, sweeping through everyone's hearts over and over again, no matter how strong or weak the cultivation is, they all bow their heads, and they are in awe, because someone recites the holy book!

But what is shocking is that it is not a Confucian writer, or a reclusive Confucian, but a protagonist who has been in the capital for a long time, but often hears the news, especially recently!

"Shengshuyun: The country will prosper, there will be auspiciousness, and the country will die, there will be demons!"

"Today, the Great Song Dynasty has endless natural disasters, and the people are not able to make a living, but it is really a faint king, which causes the evil to run rampant, and in the long run, the country will not be a country!

I make a great wish, set up the ambition of the demon, and stop the battle, although there is no regret in death, I wish the Haiyan River is clear, the four seas are peaceful, the country and the people are safe, and the human race is immortal!"

Bang!

Before the words fell, the dark clouds covered the top, and between the lightning and thunder, streams of invisible brilliance gathered in the sky above the capital, and vaguely converged into a giant phantom that supported the sky and the earth.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that it is a figure, vaguely wearing Confucian clothes in the Middle Qin and Han dynasties, holding bamboo strips and calligraphy, wearing a hoop hair scarf, with wide sleeves like a canopy, stepping on clogs and cloud shoes, and the mouth seems to be chanting, but it seems to overlook all beings.

No matter who it is, even if it is grass and trees, they all feel that this figure is looking at them, and even look away, or even close their eyes, they all feel this way.

Immortal Divine Will!

This is the will of the holy soul that has been worshiped by the incense of the human race for generations, and it is not from a certain family of saints, otherwise it will not be triggered by a holy book wish, it must lead to the deity who wrote the holy book, and it must be one of the seventy-two sages of the temple!

Within a radius of thousands of miles, the clouds and mist are still, all living beings are drawn by the holy will, there are murderers in their hearts, all of them bow their heads and repent, and there are demon clans who are committing murder and evil, trembling and prostrating.

"Punish the demons!"

The thunder suddenly rose, not a word fell, the dragon-like thunder pierced the sky, the screams resounded through the world, countless lurking around Bianliang, all those who devoured and mutilated the human race, all were destroyed by the thunder, the head exploded, and the demon soul was destroyed.

"Ahh

In the depths of the palace in the capital, several demon clans dressed in cyan scale armor turned into human shapes, as if they were pressed to the ground by an invisible hand, and the true body of the blue fish suddenly appeared, fluttering and unable to move, and when they screamed, they had already turned into mud.

"Father save me!"

A young man with a pale face and a naked female corpse beside him ran to the secluded pool outside the courtyard in a panic, but he couldn't avoid the thunder falling from the sky.

"Humph!"

A cold snort full of anger rolled out, the golden light was like a flame, with a hint of dark light in the demon, instantly enveloping the place where the pool was, and after the thunder fell, it set off monstrous ripples, sending out a burst of rapid and dense, like the crackling sound of rain hitting plantains!

The golden-black ghostly light rippled endlessly, as if it would collapse at any time, and a dragon-headed fish body could be faintly seen inside, and the phantom of red gold was constantly swallowing brilliance.

"Holy Monarch Calm His Wrath!"

In the palace hall, Zhao Yukun's body was surrounded by invisible golden light, and he actually rose to the sky, facing the giant phantom, but before he could fly over the roof, the heavenly power fell.

Airplanes!

A dragon seal in Zhao Yukun's hand lit up with monstrous brilliance, and the entire capital was shaken, and no one could see that it was as if a dragon of thousands of miles raised its head, lying in the capital, and finally attached to the palace.

Although the dragon is extraordinary, but the head has not been raised, in front of this phantom, it seems a little humble, but if you look closely, when the invisible ripples sweep around the dragon's body, on the scale-like phantom, each piece has a human figure, bowing and worshipping, but the dragon's head and neck seem to have a loophole, constantly walking out of the human figure, floating between heaven and earth.

"This kid, it's really the tightness of the evil family, Da Hong is willing to be a family and have fun?"

In Ansan Lake, the old man with a wine trough nose was rarely not drunk, twisted his eyebrows and looked up, as if through the water of Wanzhang Lake, he saw clearly the phantom shadow that held the sky and the earth, and muttered, "Although the number of Great Song Dynasty Qi has not been exhausted, but the sign of decline has appeared, it is ridiculous that the Zhao and Song royal families actually pinned their hopes on foreign clans, and if this one comes out again, even if the people's hearts are not dispersed, I am afraid that it will ...... Hey!"

Shaking his head and sighing lightly, he glanced at the blue-white giant turtle the size of a water tank lying on his stomach in the corner, and his brows furrowed again.

"The descendants of our clan have always been scarce, it is rare that this kid is willing to give up the dragon clothes to help him recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, it seems that it is almost time for Xiao Wu to fulfill his original promise!"

At the same time, the immeasurable quantitative light above the capital suddenly bloomed, and immediately converged in an instant, and the figure pointed a little, and the condensed light point fell towards the capital in an instant, and disappeared in a flash.

"Seemingly...... It's a big deal!"

Wu Mingmo rubbed his eyebrows, secretly crying bitterly in his heart.

Originally, I wanted to take this opportunity to brush up a wave of prestige and use public opinion to save a game, but I didn't expect to draw out the immortal holy will of one of the seventy-two sages enshrined in the temple and personally verify his oath.

It is conceivable that if you are an ordinary person, let alone make a great wish, I am afraid that before the holy book is finished, it will be crushed by the holy will that is drawn out, and the divine form will be destroyed.

Sometimes, talking big things can really be struck by lightning!

Fortunately, the lotus lantern has now recovered some of its strength, although it has consumed a lot of power in pulling the Void Dark River into the mountain and sea realm beads, it still has unfathomable power.

When the oath imprint entered the sea of knowledge, it was easily swept up in the flame of the lamp, not only did it not enter its soul, but it became the nourishment of the lotus lamp!

But it doesn't matter, as long as the world knows that his great wish issued by Wu Ming is recognized by the sages, it is enough!

"Kill the demons!"

"Kill the demons!"

"Demon ......"

The sound of the mountain and the tsunami, spreading from the southern city, covered the whole city in a moment, and even had a tendency to spread to the surrounding areas, the public opinion was boiling, and it could not be suppressed at all, and ordinary great masters would be shocked to death by life and death if they opposed it!

"Bastard!"

Zhao Yukun's face was pale, and after turning around the imperial study, he smashed the whole house to pieces, "Didn't you say that the holy books are sealed in all the temples, and there are few outside legends, and he has never been to the temples, how can he know the content of the holy books, and what virtues and how can he lead the will of the sages to come?"

Mu Chun knelt on the ground, trembling, and did not dare to persuade.

"The dragon qi inherited by this sanctuary has been impacted, although it will not damage the foundation, but it must be immediately closed and stabilized, and when it is released, it will be the time when this holy is canonized, and everything can be easily solved!"

A jade sculpture of a golden arowana suddenly bloomed, as if it had come to life, and it spat out people's words.

"Kill him, and when you are canonized, kill him immediately!"

Zhao Yukun roared almost like crazy.

"Hmph, do you want this saint to waste the deed of slashing mortals on just one grandmaster?"

The Golden Scale Demon Emperor's voice was full of indifference, and even more disdain and serenity, "If you hadn't made these small moves, how would you have provoked that little beast to have a big wish?" If you don't want to be smiling and generous, Hugh is going to provoke him again recently, if this saint's estimate is good, Lu Jiuyuan will definitely arrange for him to go to the emperor's cemetery, what should you do, you don't need this saint to teach you, right?"

Without waiting for Zhao Yukun to answer, the brilliance on the jade carving disappeared, and there was no sound, and the angry former had a hideous face like a ghost, and let out a low roar: "Bastard, you dare to despise me, if it weren't for ......"

"The emperor is cautious!"

Mu Chun said in horror.

"Humph!"

Zhao Yukun took a deep breath, his temples jumped suddenly, and he said for a long time, "Bring all the sects and family files that are at odds with that little mongrel!"

"Whoa!"

Mu Chun trembled and fell out of the study on his knees.

......

"Thank you for speaking up!"

In the True Martial Arts Pavilion, Wu Ming, like everyone else, leaned over to worship the dissipated phantom, clasped his fists and looked around, and finally landed on those few teachers with bleak faces.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

"This is the capital, not a place where you can do whatever you want!"

"We are artistic warriors, protected by the law of the country......"

Several people were frightened, and they said inwardly.

Unexpectedly, Wu Ming just glanced at it, then looked away, and said loudly: "Everyone, the Holy Will has come, this is a good omen, my True Martial Arts Hall is in ruins, I hope all teachers and students will work together, work together, and create brilliance!"

"Work together, work together, and create brilliance!"

The crowd shouted.

"Now the two elders Chen and Liu and many protégés have suffered injustices, under the divine will and heavenly authority, the demon Xiao Xiao bowed his head, and he must have washed away his grievances in a few days, and I will personally come to the door at that time, and ask the two old gentlemen to teach me the Zhenwu Martial Arts Pavilion again, and preach and receive karma to solve my doubts!"

Wu Ming said solemnly.

"That's right, I've been waiting in the capital for several years, and I finally saw someone who is willing to speak up!"

"The capital has been shrouded in dark clouds for too long, and today we can see the rising sun, the sages have descended, and the whole world will celebrate!"

"I waited for a long time, and finally waited for the return of the prince, I never thought of such a big event, how fortunate it was!"

But after seeing the crowd, seven or eight young men and women in their twenties looked at Wu Ming excitedly, and they were all protons who had returned from Beijin.

"Brother Chen, Brother Zhang......"

Wu Ming was overjoyed.

"Brother Wu, we have been waiting for you, to pay tribute to the martyrs who died on the battlefield back then, it is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, how about now?"

Led by the youth road.

"Ziming, thank you!"

Wu Ming saluted solemnly.

"Go together, go together!"

The crowd shouted in silence.

Gao Yu and Sun Lianzhi, who had already been squeezed aside, couldn't interject at all, looking at the tens of thousands of people, the feeling of panic could not be calmed down for a long time, and finally retreated.

Many soldiers who died on the battlefield were placed in the mountains hundreds of miles northeast of the city, where there was an ancestral hall of the Wu family, but except for an old man in Hucang, there was no one else to manage it.

Now, tens of thousands of people poured into the valley, the mountains were full of paper money, and the sad songs rose again, and they continued for a long time, until nightfall, and then gradually dispersed.

Only a group of protons walked with Wu Ming, returned to the city, and went straight to the Zuiyue Tower.

"Brothers, are you prepared?"

Wu Ming looked full, and he had already set up a proper banquet.

In fact, as early as when he entered the martial arts hall, he noticed that someone had been secretly mobilizing the atmosphere, and when he looked closely, it was indeed all the protons.

"Haha, today I said that if I don't get drunk and don't return, Brother Wu can't rely on cultivation to bully us?"

The crowd laughed heartily.

Wu Ming will not refuse, he will not refuse, Rao is his strong physique, amazing drinking strength, and he is also drunk in the persuasion of everyone.

I don't know when, everyone was crooked, Wu Ming followed a wisp of the piano in a daze, came to the top of the building, and when he could see the person playing the piano clearly, most of the wine dissipated in an instant.