He manipulated his hands, and suddenly it turned into multiple beams of light. The vast power was bestowed on the bodies of various heavenly masters, and the power of national destiny was used to bless their strength.

This is the advantage of fighting in the capital.

It can mobilize the country's destiny.

The three thousand years of national fortune have made Zhao's national fortune extremely strong.

With the blessing of the power of national destiny, the strength of those heavenly positions increased a lot, and during the battle, they resisted the attack of the Qin army.

More Tongtians are also coming out.

The battle for the heavenly position.

Battle of the Sky.

It happens again and again.

Huang Zhong climbed to a high altitude, where he had a good view and a good position, and he shot and killed continuously with his Jinghong bow.

"I'll stop him!"

A middle-aged man came out angrily.

He is the ancestor of the Yu family, the strongest among the nine great families. His ancestor Yu Xun died at the hands of Emperor Qin, and he was also very angry. At this moment, he rushed out and bombarded Huang Zhong.

Huang Zhong saw him coming to kill him and shot him with an arrow as a warning.

When the opponent got close, he drew his bow and drew out his red blood knife, starting close combat.

Although relying on the power of national destiny can enhance strength, it will eventually be consumed and will become weaker and weaker over time.

Ying Xuan looked at the battlefield indifferently, the bloody scene of killing, and could not tell whether he was happy or angry. "What other methods do you have? Use them all, such as the methods of the ancestral mountain. I am waiting for you."

"As you wish."

Hear the words of the Qin Emperor.

Emperor Wu of Zhao also had a cold expression. He knew that the time had come for him to bring out his heritage. Those old antiques who had buried him had to come out of their ancestral land and contribute to the country.

"In the face of national disaster, all ancestors please appear."

As his voice fell.

An air of dead silence filled the air, and old antiques appeared in the ancestral land, breaking free from their seals.