"Brother? What's wrong with you?" someone exclaimed.

"My power, my power was borrowed by the Lord!" The burly man said incrediblely as if he was dreaming.

"Ah?" Suddenly, an uproar was heard around.

Did you really lend the power to Yan Chuan?

This scene continues to happen in thousands of cities in Dazhen1.

Suddenly, many people understood and lent their power to His Majesty?

Dazhen developed too fast. Although there were countless subjects, some people were dissatisfied with the laws of Dazhen. These people ignored it, but more people quickly raised their right hands.

"Master, use the power of the grass people!"

"Master, use my power!"

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He raised his right hands, and a stream of force, as if he had crossed time and space, quickly gathered towards Yanjing.

From all directions of the world, rolling forces quickly poured into the body of the Eighteen-Clawed Qiyun Golden Dragon, and the body of the Eighteen-Clawed Qiyun Golden Dragon suddenly expanded.

"hold head high!"

The eighteen-clawed lucky golden dragon roared and rushed towards Yanchuan.

"boom!"

The huge eighteen-clawed golden dragon rushed into Yan Chuan's tiny body strangely.

"Boom!"

The sea of ​​luck tumultuous clouds tumbling, endless power gathered quickly, more and more, becoming larger and larger, constantly pouring into Yan Chuan's body.

The air around Yan Chuan was stacked layer by layer, as if it was swept by force.

"Boom!"

At Yan Chuan's feet, a large number of cracks suddenly appeared in the stone slab, but Yan Chuan's figure continued to grow with the gathering of power of the people in the world. It was originally one person high, but in a blink of an eye it reached two people 1, and it was still skyrocketing.

Yan Chuan had already understood the situation at this moment, so clothes were also magic weapons, which could be expanded as Yan Chuan became larger and larger.

Yan Chuan's body is getting bigger and bigger.

The power of the people is constantly gathering.

There are thousands of cities, and although many people are still waiting and watching, there are enough people who have contributed their strength.

About one-fifth of the people contribute their respective strengths.

In Yanjing, where the people's centripetal force is the greatest, the people's efforts have reached 80%.

After countless people gave their strength, they sat weakly on the ground.

But when everyone saw Yan Chuan's ever-large figure, they widened their eyes, and while they were shocked, they were more grateful.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Chuan reached a height of 100 feet. Yan Chuan did not restrain himself, but continued to grow bigger.

Two hundred feet, three hundred feet, four hundred feet.

It was not until Yan Chuan's body reached a thousand feet that the change slowly stopped.

Yan Chuan raised his legs and waved his hands, and it could drive a huge storm.

Although the dragon robe covers the body, through some gaps, the people can still see the explosive power overflowing from Yan Chuan's body.

Qianzhang Yanchuan is as high as a thousand-story building. Some mortals even raised their heads and couldn't see the top.

The giant of heaven has his head facing the sky, his feet on the ground, and his eyes are looking to the northwest.

Taking one step forward, Yan Chuan stepped outside Yanjing1.

"Boom!"

When it landed, the earth shook. Just one step made the earth shake like an earthquake.

The people of Yanjing were a little stunned.

"Meow, meow, your sister!" Meow was also stunned and carried a piece of spirit stone in his arms to the ground.

The people, officials, guards, and troops in Yanjing were all a little stunned at this moment.

Only by worshiping Yin and Yang is still sober, quickly deploying formations to protect Yanjing.

Zi Zi continued to worship the straw man patiently.

Northwest direction.

Yang Zhijiu flew over quickly using the secret method.

"It's soon, it's soon, I'm about to arrive in Yanjing, Yanjing, Yanchuan, you group of grasshoppers, I want you all to die!" Yang Zhijiu's face was ferocious and cruel.

"boom!"

With a hurricane, Yang Zhijiu finally arrived outside Yanjing after a stick of incense.

The original hideous face suddenly disappeared.

He dragged his wounds and stood in the air, looking at the giant in front of him with a silly silly.

One thousand floors are so high, Yan Chuan is standing in front of Yang Zhijiu at this moment.

Grasshopper, for a moment, Yang Zhijiu felt like he was a grasshopper.

The giant of Tongtian didn't say anything nonsense, slapped at the "grasshopper". The airflow overflowed from the palm suddenly formed a vortex. It bombarded Yang Zhijiu. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!