The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 718: Human Emperor Sword, Killing the Heavenly Lord
"cost?"

After hearing Zhang Jiuyang's words, Tianzun was not angry at all. Instead, he seemed to cheer up a little and said with a smile: "It seems that you have a backup plan. Not bad, this is quite interesting."

"Let me guess...what's your back-up plan?"

He lowered his eyes to look at the ground, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the thick crust and see something.

"Could it be..."

Zhang Jiuyang's heart condensed, his sharp eyes were fixed on Tianzun, and his voice was like thunder.

"Kill the Heavenly Lord!!"

The next moment, the scrolls hidden deep underground lit up, and figures flew out of them.

"Kill the Lord!"

Yue Ling shouted coldly and came out from deep underground. What he held in his hand was not the Overlord Spear, but a formation flag.

"Kill the Lord!"

"Kill the Lord!"

A series of murderous voices rang out, including General Yue in iron armor, Zhuge Yunhu holding a Bagua plate, the monk Tongji from Baiyun Temple, the Immortal One-Eyebrow Master from Feixian Cave, and the abbot Linghui from Shuiyun Sword Temple...

The heads and elders of various sects whose lives had been saved by Zhang Jiuyang at the Luotian Grand Ceremony all flew out of the painting, each holding a formation flag and standing at the eight gates.

Sky, earth, wind, clouds, dragon, tiger, bird, snake!

This is the core of the Eight Arrays Diagram. Each gate is divided into Yin and Yang, which together form the positions of the sixteen star officials.

Each star represents a true person in the six realms.

"Xuan Miao Guan Wu Chen, help the national teacher to defeat the demons!"

"Qingyang Palace obeys the order of the National Master and kills Tianzun!"

"Haha, Master Zhang, I'm here to repay you for saving my life!"

In an instant, sixteen sixth-level real people were already among the eight gates. Not only were they the people Zhang Jiuyang had saved at the Luotian Grand Ceremony, but they also included many old monsters who had long since died in the sects.

This is all thanks to Li Guanqi.

In the past few months, Li Guanqi has been running around secretly, and has brought almost all of Daqian's resources here.

Many elderly people who had been hiding in seclusion in the mountains were found and persuaded by him.

The situation seemed to have changed dramatically. Tianzun and others who had originally surrounded the capital seemed to be surrounded.

Shan Jun leaned close to Tianzun and taunted him, "Zhang Jiuyang, do you think you can just rely on your numbers?"

Before he could finish his words, his voice suddenly stopped.

Because as the sixteen formation flags fluttered, streams of energy quickly spread from the capital, connecting into a network and weaving together a mysterious pattern.

That is the national defense formation!

The scope of the national defense formation, which was originally only able to protect the capital city, was expanded by nearly half, covering Tianzun and others.

The sixteen real men were not used for killing, but to serve as the basis of the formation, thus instantly expanding the Eight Formations for National Defense left by Zhuge Qixing.

Aren’t you not going to Kyoto?

Then I will expand!
This was the ray of hope that Zhang Jiuyang had come up with after much thought.

Now if he wants to defeat Tianzun, besides praying to the gods, he can only rely on the blessings of the imperial seal and the national protection formation.

But the problem is that Tianzun has already realized this, so he chose to refine the entire capital city, but refused to enter the city.

Zhang Jiuyang and Zhuge Yunhu had carefully studied the Eight National Defense Formations. Zhuge Yunhu said that if they wanted to expand the formation, they would have to build at least 3,600 formation bases, which would be a huge undertaking, time consuming and costly.

The most important thing is that even if the country's entire strength is exhausted and monks are helped, it will be difficult to complete the project within a few months. Moreover, such a large movement will be difficult to hide from the Heavenly Lord.

Zhang Jiuyang then proposed the idea of ​​using people as a formation.

Can the combined strength of all the masters in the world temporarily replace the 3,600 formation bases?
Zhuge Yunhu said he could give it a try. Later, Zhuge Yunhu worked day and night to deduce and finally perfected the formation, saying that he needed the help of sixteen real people.

Li Guanqi gathered these sixteen people.

This was also the reason why Yue Ling and others did not help when Zhang Jiuyang fought with Tianzun before.

"I see. Li Guanqi was the bait just now, and your sneak attack from behind was also a bait, both to divert my attention."

Tianzun exclaimed: "All of this is to allow those hiding in the painting to quietly escape underground and reach the eight gates."

Zhang Jiuyang said coldly: "After all, the opponent is you, so it is never too cautious."

If the sixteen true men had hidden their positions from the beginning, it would be very likely that they would have noticed as soon as the Heavenly Venerable appeared.

However, for a powerful being who has reached the ninth level of immortality, as long as he discovers it in advance, it will be impossible to set up this formation.

That's why Zhang Jiuyang had the sixteen real people hide in sixteen paintings respectively, and then hide underground hundreds of miles away.

When the battle begins, let them escape quietly.

Before this, whether it was Li Guanqi's battle or Zhang Jiuyang's sneak attack from behind, they were all covering for them.

"The Imperial Seal can activate the power of humanity, thus making the Eight Formations for Protecting the Nation reach an incredible power. In this way, you will be qualified to fight me."

Tianzun remained calm, but there was a rare hint of excitement in his eyes.

It was as if I had encountered something interesting.

Zhang Jiuyang snorted coldly and raised the imperial seal high in his hand. As the five golden dragons on it roared, the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces moved together.

The shouts of countless human heroes seemed to echo in the void!

That is a cry that never gives in.

If there was no light in the sky and earth, he would use fireworks to dispel the darkness. If he had no pen, he would use his broken tibia to carve the first count mark on the wall of the cave.

The mighty force of humanity was added to his body. If Zhang Jiuyang had not reached an extraordinary level of cultivation at this moment and was not practicing the Immortal Golden Body and the Three-Headed Six-Armed Fighting Technique, his body would probably have collapsed because he could not withstand the torrent of power.

In a trance, he seemed to see a painting.

The torches passed over the rock paintings, illuminating the lines drawn with blood as ink. The curved ones were flood peaks, the jagged ones were thunder, and the circles with cores were grains that had never been seen before.

All the herbs churned in his stomach, and the poisonous blood vomited out watered the first millet seedling.

The handle of the bronze axe used for dredging mountains is soaked with the palm prints and sweat of nine generations of people. In the cracked earth after the flood receded, the finger bones of countless drowned people turned into a magic needle to stabilize the sea.

boom!
Zhang Jiuyang's energy surged, and his magic power increased dozens of times in an instant, almost tearing his meridians apart.

It was one human hero after another who lent him their magical powers.

Please ask him to completely break the shackles for the hundreds of millions of people in this world, fight for true freedom, and create a bright blue sky!
Zhang Jiuyang suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the sky seemed to brighten.

It was not an illusion, it was real...the sun was rising.

The golden light illuminates the sky, like a prairie fire, dispersing the stars.

More than six thousand years ago, the Human Emperor who ascended to heaven and burned himself to death, swearing never to surrender, once again lent his last strength to the future generations.

A golden holy sword that had been smelted in the core of the sun for six thousand years flew out with a roar. The sun seemed to have become its scabbard, and the sky fire its sword coat. It streaked across the sky like a meteor with a tail.

Thousands of years later, in this world where there is no Human Emperor anymore, Zhang Jiuyang once again raised the Human Emperor Sword.

Through the golden flame on the sword, the carvings of the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, farming and livestock still shine brightly and are dazzling.

Zhang Jiuyang slowly raised his golden eyes, pointed his sword forward, and his voice seemed to contain the voices of millions of people.

"Kill the Heavenly Master!!!"

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(End of this chapter)