The pure white Nanming is like the flame of divine punishment, destroying the heavens and the earth, and like the light of the polar regions, illuminating the universe.

"Ahhh!!h

Deep in the old gnome's throat, a hysterical wail erupted.

At this moment, the great tengu-like god merged with him, and could be regarded as an extension of his body, both in glory and in loss.

His wings were burned, and he felt pain that went deep into his bone marrow, and he almost fainted.

At the same time, unprecedented death threats loomed over the body.

"Shh

Soon, the pitch-black wings were burned out of the gap, and the sea of fire in the sky seemed to have found an outlet for catharsis, and it poured into it frantically, drowning most of the old dwarf's body in an instant.

His skin, his bones, his meridians, his blood...... It was burned to the ground.

"Roar, roar, roar, !!" The old dwarf's voice became even more poignant, like a Shura ghost under the Nine Shadows, his eyes stared at Ye Fan, and he let out the last roar in his life:

"Ye Beichen, I curse you in the flames, curse that you will fall into the hell of Ah Bi, suffer infernal suffering, eternal life and eternal life......, and never be able to be reborn!

With a scream, the old dwarf and the great tengu-like god both died in the flames, turning to ashes, and there was not a trace of residue left, as if they had never existed in this world.

After destroying the enemy, the fire dissipated without affecting the surrounding buildings.

Under the illumination of the light, Ye Fan's face was indifferent, even the corners of his clothes were not messy, and his understated appearance was like crushing an ant to death, effortlessly.

The whole box was calm again, and the silence was like death.

I don't know how long it took for Prince Mingde to struggle to get up from the ground, looking terrified, and his vest was completely soaked with cold sweat.

With his identity, he has seen more than ninety percent of the people in the world, and over the years, he has seen countless swordsmen, ninjas, and onmyoji fighting methods.

But the horror of the flame just now was the only one he had ever seen in his life, and it caused him an unprecedented visual impact and spiritual shock.

And looking at Ye Fan's easy appearance, it is obvious that there are still many killer tricks that have not been used.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes lit up, he looked at Prince Mingde from afar, and said, "The great priest wants to deal with me, you royal family...... Aren't you happy?"

"No...... It's not ......"

Prince Mingde hurriedly shook his head and wanted to deny it, but Ye Fan's grim eyes were like a supreme god.

He had a strong premonition that his careful thoughts were nothing to hide under such eyes.

"Hehe!" Ye Fan smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay! In fact, your royal family is just a group of wall grass that sees the wind and steers! When I set foot on the Ise Shrine and destroy the great priest, you will know who is the real powerhouse!"

Saying that, Ye Fan didn't hesitate, turned around and walked away in style.

Looking at the departing back, Prince Mingde's eyes revealed a very complicated light, and Ye Fan's words seemed to echo in his ears:

"Against the sky, there are exceptions! Against me, there is no life!"

These domineering words, as if they came from a spell before the primeval times, were deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

Prior to this, Prince Mingde had a blind worship of the great priest that went deep into the bone marrow.

But after seeing Ye Fan's invincible appearance, he had a faint premonition that maybe in the upcoming shocking battle, the final winner would be Ye Fan.

If this is the case, the entire kingdom will be changed.

......

At the same time, Mie Prefecture, inside Ise Jingu.

In Ise Jingu, one of the three artifacts is enshrined, the Yatsune Mirror, which is regarded as the spirit of Amaterasu and holds a supreme position.

If the Tiancong Cloud Sword is equivalent to the Xuanyuan Sword of Huaxia, then the Eight Mirrors are equivalent to the jade seal of Huaxia.

Although it was already night, there were still hundreds of priests standing upright, with a pious face, reciting the classic passages in the "Records of Ancient Things".

In the Wa Kingdom, the priest was the intermediary between the gods and humans, and they received mystical powers in a way that ordinary people could not understand, and were regarded as the spokesmen of the gods.

And the great priest of Ise Jingu is even more above thousands of priests, equivalent to the pope of the West, and all the priests see him, and they all bow down and worship him, like a god.

But over the years, the Grand Priest has been in seclusion, barely showing up in the outside world, and is extremely mysterious.

Suddenly, inside the Divine Palace, in the residence of the Great Priest, there was an earth-shattering roar:

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Bold fanatics, dare to destroy my great tengu-style god, I will condemn you for blasphemy!!"

Between the lines, there was a monstrous anger, as if it could destroy the whole world, and ripples rippled in the air.

The hundreds of shrines in the field only felt that their eardrums were vibrating, and they were trembling with fright, as if they were incarnated as a lonely boat in a raging storm, fluttering, and could be swallowed at any time.

An old man in the crowd with a gray beard changed his face drastically, looked back at the source of the voice, and muttered in a low voice, "Who is it?

This old man, named Shirakawa Ohno, is the highest-ranking priest, responsible for presiding over the daily affairs of the Ise Shrine, and his status is second only to the great priest, even if the people in the royal family see him, they have to be respectful and dare not slack off.

After a moment of silence, Shirakawa Ono instructed everyone in the venue: "You stay here, I'll go and meet the Grand Priest!"

"Yes!" the crowd responded.

Immediately after, Shirakawa Ohno did not hesitate and walked quickly to a large hall in the depths of Ise Jingu.

This hall is more than ten meters high, magnificent atmosphere, brick by brick reveal the vicissitudes of the years, as if it has a thousand years of history, invisibly revealing a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

No matter how arrogant a fanatic is, when he is here, he will be in awe from the inside out, like a tiny ant seeing the vast starry sky.

Shirakawa Ohno did not enter the hall, but stopped in front of the hall, bowed deeply, his upper body and legs at a ninety degree angle, and then asked cautiously in an unusually humble voice:

"Supreme Priest, may I ask what happened to make you move the real fire?"

"Humph!"

There was a chilling voice in the main hall, not old, but very young: "I lent the Great Tengu Style God to Nakai and asked him to go to Kyoto to warn Ye Beichen! But just now, I sensed that the Great Tengu Style God was destroyed, this must have been done by Ye Beichen!!"

"What?!"

Hearing these words, Shirakawa Ono subconsciously exclaimed, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't help it.

Shirakawa Ohno also knows the magic of the Great Tengu, which is immune to all physical attacks in the world, and even if it is the Sword Saint Source Musashi, it is impossible to break through that defense.

But now the Great Priest said that the Great Tengu was destroyed by Ye Fan, which is really incredible.

"The glory of Ise Jingu is inviolable!" Shirakawa Ohno's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice: "Great priest, my subordinates will go and gather people and horses, go to Kyoto, avenge Nakai, and let that Ye Beichen pay the price of blood!"

"No! all of you combined, I'm afraid it's not Ye Beichen's opponent! Guide him to this Divine Palace, blessed by the power of faith, here, I am an invincible existence!" The voice of the great priest contained unparalleled confidence.

"Yes!"

Shirakawa Ohno hurriedly nodded yes, and then returned to the front of the shrine and mobilized all the priests to find Ye Beichen's whereabouts.

In Shirakawa Ohno's mind, the great priest is the person closest to the god, and in order to fulfill his orders, even if he goes to the soup, he will not hesitate to do so.

......

Just when the entire Ise Shrine was searching for Ye Fan's whereabouts, Ye Fan left Kyoto and came here.

Tonight, the moon is obscured by thick dark clouds, and the night is hazy and dim, like thick ink that cannot be dissolved, which makes people feel depressed.

Under the cover of night, he did it with all his might, and his body was as fast as thunder, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

He never believed in the saying that "it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years".

A real strong man has never had an overnight feud.

Since the great priest was so domineering and domineering, how could Ye Fan give in, and simply come to attack thousands of miles and catch them off guard!

The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills!

The sword is already out of its sheath!