Chapter 901: The domineering Beijing Zhao (2)

"call!"
The emperor stepped up into the sky, rolling away toward the west around thousands of swords. Leaving gang winds blowing in all directions.
The Quartet Cultivator showed a dazed expression.
Yan Chuan frowned slightly. Sigh deeply!
Jingzhao was thoughtful, but did not pay attention to it for long.
The countless cultivators in the Quartet were still at a loss, but as the emperor left, everyone's attention was once again focused on Jing Zhao. After all, Jingzhao is the protagonist today.
Jing Zhao looked up at this day!
"Yuan Tiangang!" Jing Zhao called out suddenly.
When Jing Zhao spoke, the void in front of him seemed to tremble.
Above the trembling void, a scene suddenly appeared slowly. In the scene, a man in a white robe stood in front of a huge monument.
"Holy Lord, everything is in order, only to be ordered by the Holy Lord!" Yuan Tiangang respectfully said.
Jing Zhao nodded.
"Ten Thousands Under Heaven!" Jing Zhao suddenly sneered.
The sea of ​​clouds of great merit suddenly trembles strongly, and at the same time, the voice of Jingzhao seems to radiate all over the world in an instant.
For a time, all the suzerains of all sects in the world raised their heads in horror.
The sound is like thunder in nine days, ear-shattering.
With this voice, Jingzhao's aura spread to the entire world in an instant, and almost all the powerful in the world suddenly felt a huge oppression.
This is not only the scope of Da Zhao, the entire East Shenzhou, the five great Shenzhou, almost all places are this kind of huge oppression.
Shenzong Holy Land.
Meng Hongying looked up at the sky.
"This is? The breath of Jingzhao? Isn't she in Dongshenzhou?" Meng Hongying exclaimed.
Tianjizong.
A group of gray-haired old men looked up at the sky. A goddess stood nearby.
"Jingzhao's voice? So strong!" The goddess whispered to herself.
The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
A group of monks stepped on a golden round platform and looked up at the sky.
"Jingzhao's aura, how strong is she?" a monk said solemnly.
Julu Academy. Guangmingjiekou!
Meng Lingtian led Dongfang Decent, Meng Rongrong and others, stood at the entrance of the light, looking at the sky.
"This girl is too strong! Our Bright Realm is shaking!" Dongfang Zhengpai said blankly.
Bitch?
Everyone: "..................!"
Meng Lingtian also looked strangely at this best disciple Dongfang Decent.
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With a sound of Jingzhao, all the powerful in the world stopped everything in their hands.
"The matter of the Great Emperor's travels to the world, Wanzong listens to orders. Everyone who cultivates the Yin De Zong, contributes half of the'merit', and contributes quickly. The deity only waits for one hour!" Jing Zhao said in a deep voice.
"Wow~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The real world is in an uproar.
With an order, must all the sects of Yin De Cultivation in the world surrender half of their merits?
This, this is more than domineering, it is basically an enemy of the world!
Meng Hongying listened to the voice from Jingzhao in amazement. How could this be possible.
However, the evil thing happened for the first time from behind Meng Hongying.
"Shenzong Holy Land, give half of your merits, and hope that the Holy Lord of Beijing will succeed in heaven!" A soft drink came from behind Meng Hongying.
"Grandpa's voice?" Meng Hongying's expression changed.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
A roar suddenly came from behind Meng Hongying, and in the direction of the gods in the distance, endless yellow merits soared to the sky, and went straight to the east at an extremely terrifying speed.
"How is this possible?" Meng Hongying exclaimed.
Half merit? Half the merits of Shenzong Holy Land, why did Grandpa agree so quickly?
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