At the foot of Taiyi Mountain.
Asura Baiqi led Tie Futu.
They were neatly arranged here.
Further away were the factions that had retreated from the mountain.
Among them, Masked Sun and Startling Salamander, who were wearing bamboo hats, were among them.
At this moment, everyone was looking at Taiyi Mountain.
The last group of people retreated down the mountain under Xiaomeng's lead.
Asura Baiqi did not stop him.
Just as everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, on the top of Taiyi Mountain, a great pressure swept in all directions.
Xiaoyao Zi's voice was filled with Celestial Phenomenon Qi, it was loud and clear.
It resounded between heaven and earth.
"Today, let me, Xiaoyao Zi, be at my peak.”
"For the country of Qin, for the people of Dawn, read a divination!”
Hmm?
Everyone was shocked.
Someone cried out involuntarily,"This aura…"
"Xiaoyao Zi, he…Use... Forbidden Soul Burning Technique!"
"Hiss!"
Everyone gasped when they heard that.
Using the Soul Igniting Technique was no different from committing suicide.
Xiaoyao Zi, this is…
Even if he had to risk his life, he would still want to read the fortune of the State of Qin?
Startling Salamander and Masked Sun were even more shocked.
The Dao Sect and the Yin-Yang School shared the same origin, and both had techniques such as divination and divination.
They knew this.
Right now, Xiaoyao Zi was exuding the aura of a Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant.
In this state, divination should be extremely accurate.
One had to know that in the entire world, there weren't many Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants.
Even for the Yinyang School, they needed everyone to work together before they could unleash the strength of Celestial Phenomenon.
Thinking of this…
Masked Sun and Startling Salamander's eyes gleamed.
Xiaoyao Zi used a forbidden technique to read Great Qin's fortune!
The information calculated would definitely be the information that His Majesty desperately wanted!
The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
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Mount Taiyi.
Martial Arts Stage.
Xiaomeng and Gao Jianli had already led a group of disciples down the mountain.
Xiaoyao Zi sat quietly in the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formation.
Forget everything and forget me, and return to one mind.
Divination!
It referred to the act of speculating the fate of the target.
The core was Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, and the Fuxi Eight Trigrams.
At this moment, Xiaoyao Zi suddenly opened his eyes.
Two hours passed.
He did not have much time left.
Xiaoyao Zi injected his thick internal strength into the array around him.
Whoosh!
For a moment.
All the rooms in the formation lit up.
Under the urging of Xiaoyao Zi, it began to spin.
As the formation spun faster and faster.
Xiaoyao Zi closed his eyes.
The door of light in his mind became clearer.
In a blur, Xiaoyao Zi looked at the door of light in front of him.
He knew that the thing he wanted to calculate was behind this door.
Taking a deep breath, Xiaoyao Zi walked into the door of light.
Then, something flashed in front of his eyes.
They arrived at another scene.
This was a huge underground secret room.
It was extremely dark, and there was no sunlight.
Xiaoyao Zi was puzzled. Where was this?
"Clang!"
Suddenly, there was movement in front of them.
In the darkness, two dim lights lit up.
It was shining with a cold light, like the eyes of a wild beast.
"Clang! Clang!" Another two dim lights lit up.
"Clang, clang, clang…"
Next, the second pair, the third pair, the fourth pair…
Only then did Xiaoyao Zi see clearly that this was not some dim light.
This was clearly the gaze of millions of soldiers!!!
In the dark underground space, millions of pairs of eyes lit up.
Countless armored infantry and cavalry appeared in front of him.
Xiaoyao Zi's scalp went numb!
This was because he saw the Blood Pagoda, the Breaking Ranks Army, and other armies that shocked the entire State of Qin.
Other than that, there were other unknown troops that were neatly lined up.
Looking at their auras, most of them were on par with the previous two.
Some of them were even more imposing.
"Hiss ~"
Xiaoyao Zi gasped.
After a moment, he came to a conclusion.
There were one million soldiers here, enough to topple Great Qin!
The one who destroyed Qin must be Yiling.
In the entire world, there was probably only Yiling who had such strength!
How terrifying!
"Yin!"
Suddenly, a flute sounded.
The mournful and resentful sound of the flute echoed in the tomb.
"Dong dong dong…"
The sound of iron hooves stomping on the ground rang out.
What followed was a tremor.
The million-strong army walked out of the pit.
Rows, columns, teams…
As far as the eye could see, it covered the sky and covered the earth.
"Clang!"
The armor collided.
Millions of soldiers knelt down in unison.
"Greetings, Yiling Patriarch!"
The sound was deafening and echoed throughout the entire underground space.
Xiaoyao Zi's heart trembled as he muttered,""The Yiling Patriarch…"
However…
The sound of the flute did not stop, but became even more urgent.
It carried a desolate and murderous aura.
Three more figures walked out from the darkness.
"Ta…"
One of them walked out of the shadows.
A red Asura mask and blood-colored armor.
It was the Asura who had led the army to surround the mountain today.
"Clang!"
Asura knelt down!
"Ta…"
Another person walked out of the shadows.
He was wearing a black devil mask and holding a halberd.
"Clang!"
The Demon God knelt down!
"Ta…"
The last person walked out of the shadows.
He was handsome and gentle.
Seeing this person, Xiaoyao Zi felt as if a heavy hammer had struck his heart.
This person was the famous scholar and Legalist from several years ago.
Han Fei, the man who died a long time ago because of the Six Soul Fear Curse of the Yin-Yang School.
"Clang!"
Gui Mou knelt down!
The three of them shouted in unison,
"Greetings, Yiling Patriarch!"
The flute sounded agitated again.
Thousands of people once again walked out from the shadows.
Xiao Yao Zi was familiar with all the faces.
The leader of Quicksand, Wei Zhuang, from the Zongheng lineage!
Elegant white clothes, peerless lightness skill, White Phoenix!
It was the formless and unpredictable Black Qilin!
......
As Xiaoyao Zi swept his gaze across each and every face.
A great fear lingered in his heart.
Who was the Yiling Patriarch?
These people were currently showing up.
Together, they were enough to sweep the world.
Who was it that had the qualifications to command these people?
"Yin!"
The style of the flute changed.
This time, it was filled with a bloody and domineering aura.
Boom!
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood rose.
Blood River Wang Yang was boundless.
Countless broken limbs, corpses, and bones piled up to form a mountain.
A thin figure sat quietly on the throne of bones.
His pale hands were placed in front of him as his fingers moved.
The sound of the flute filled the air.
For a moment.
The ghost soldiers knelt down and the ghosts submitted.
That thin figure was like the king of this underground world.
He accepted the worship from all directions.
The king of the world!
Xiaoyao Zi tried his best to widen his eyes.
He wanted to see through the thin figure's face.
However, he found that the figure was shrouded in a ball of fog.
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On Taiyi Mountain.
Xiaoyao Zi spat out a mouthful of blood essence.
He opened his eyes, and his pale old face was filled with shock.
Heavenly Dao backlash!
There was no time to think.
Suddenly, the flute sounded again.
Xiaoyao Zi focused his mind.
He sank into the divination again.
This time, the scene that appeared was no longer in the dark underground palace.
Then, he came to the ground.
Mountains and rivers shattered, and the wind and rain fell.
The entire Great Qin was desolate.
Suddenly, Xiaoyao Zi's pupils constricted.
On the screen.
Countless alien faces appeared on this land.
Slaughter, trample, slaughter, extermination.
Broken walls and broken walls, corpses littered the ground.
Looking around, the land was desolate.
Xianyang Palace of the Great Qin Dynasty.
Tens of millions of non-humankind soldiers charged forward.
A tall and mighty figure held the Emperor's Sword and fought to the death.
Beside him were Zhang Han, Meng Tian, and the other famous generals.
The setting sun was stained with blood.
The alien races were boundless.
The faces of all the Qin soldiers were shrouded in a shadow of despair.
However, he still charged at the non-humankind without hesitation.
Xiaoyao Zi's face was filled with endless sorrow.
In his heart, he was actually facing Great Qin and Ying Zheng.
He had changed his previous views.
Valiant old Qin, together to fight the national disaster, magnificent ah!
The mountains and rivers are stained with blood, and the Great Qin will fall.
Suddenly.
On the distant land.
The sound of a flute rang out.
"Dong dong dong…"
Iron hooves shook the ground.
At the end of the earth, smoke and dust rose.
In the middle of a sea of blood, countless people charged over.
The leader was the thin figure who was playing the flute.
Next was a tall black-robed man.
Then came the Shura, the Demon God, and the Ghost Conspiracy.
Quicksand member.
Blood Pagoda!
Breaking Formation Army!
Back Wei Army!
White Robe Army!
......
Boom!
A torrent of millions of Yiling people.
It crashed into the non-humankind army that was several times larger than itself.
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Crack!
The scene stopped abruptly.
Like a broken mirror, pieces of it shattered in Xiaoyao Zi's mind.
On Taiyi Mountain.
Xiao Yao Zi's turbid eyes contained some sparkling and translucent light.
He glanced at the Blood Pagoda at the foot of the mountain.
Xiaoyao Zi's eyes were filled with respect.
However, he immediately channeled his nearly exhausted inner organs into the tip of his tongue.
Time was running out.
He wanted to tell the world about his divination.
A deep voice sounded.
The forces at the foot of the mountain listened attentively.
It seemed that the divination that the Human Sect's sect leader had sacrificed his life for had come to an end.
Masked Sun and Startling Salamander looked at each other and pricked up their ears.
A voice came from Taiyi Mountain.
"Great Qin is about to fall, Yiling…!”
In the Martial Arts Practice Field, Xiaoyao Zi fell to the ground.
The last memory in his mind was the two words he had yet to say: Save the world!
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I heard someone wanted to see Lan WangJi?
There were comments in the comments section that he wanted to see.
He would make some calculations and make arrangements in the future.
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