In the dragon soul space of the blood jade wrench, there was a red color, blood mist rolling, several golden thunderbolts looming, and the phantom of a behemoth was restrained in it, and his eyes were like fire, tightly locked on Yang Ming not far away.

Yang Ming sat cross-legged, running his righteous qi, guiding the surrounding blood mist to slowly approach him.

The last time he was suppressed by a giant dragon in the dragon soul space, he almost died, and in a hurry, Yang Ming sucked the blood mist into his body. The power contained in the dragon's blood was beyond the reach of Yang Ming in the Jindan realm, and the moment the dragon's blood entered his body, the dragon's blood was like a bloodthirsty leech, impatiently burrowing into Yang Ming's meridians.

Suddenly, Yang Ming felt as if he was being tormented by a thousand catties of hot oil, and the burning sensation from the inside out, mixed with unbearable itching, made Yang Ming want to scrape his skin with a knife and scratch his bones with his hands.

But it was the stimulation of this trace of dragon blood, the fire in the center of the earth that was sleeping in Yang Ming's body was successfully awakened, the surging flames were like a loose horse, the majestic heat instantly filled the limbs and hundreds of remains, the eight veins of the Qi Jing became unimpeded, and the spirit crystals that were forcibly absorbed by Yang Ming were quickly digested. Under the nourishment of the huge energy, the golden pill completely transformed at this moment, bursting out with thousands of golden lights, and a young baby gradually took shape in the golden light, Ling Ran hung above the dantian.

At the beginning of the Yuan Infant, Yang Ming suddenly felt relaxed, the suffocating power exuded by the giant dragon could no longer restrict his movements, and even the five senses went further, and the dragon soul space formation structure that originally made him unpredictable was displayed in front of him at a glance at this time. In the face of the dragon that is eyeing the tiger and has a deep hatred like the sea, Yang Ming is of course thirty-six plans to go up to the top.

In the next few days, he overcame the fear in his heart, and the cultivation in the blood jade wrench became commonplace. With the nourishment of dragon blood, coupled with the stimulation of dragon qi, Yang Ming's cultivation speed has increased more than ten times, in just a few days, Yang Ming has changed his feeling that the fit between his soul and Yuan Ying has improved a lot, once it fits perfectly, it means that Yang Ming has entered the next realm - the out-of-body period.

After a few days, Yang Ming was pleasantly surprised to find that not only had the speed of cultivation accelerated, but even the physical body had also been strengthened, and the physical body without any protection alone was enough to withstand the attacks of various low-level spells. The physical body is expanded as a carrier of the soul, and the power of the soul naturally has room to grow...... And the ultimate benefit of this series of chain reactions is to give Yang Ming the power to control the Earth's Core Fire!

Perceiving that the night had passed, Yang Ming stopped absorbing the dragon's blood and slowly stood up, the hundred-ten-zhang tall dragon still looking at him with murderous energy. From the first day of entering the dragon soul space to absorb the dragon's blood, at the beginning, the dragon's roaring mouth was only slightly open, revealing the tips of two fangs, and gradually, it became half of the two fangs, and later, even the tips of other teeth were exposed, until now, it even showed two rows of gums in jealousy......

Yang Ming, Yang Ming, you didn't care about picking up other people's skin and cramps in your previous life, but now you are brazenly sucking his blood in front of others, deceiving people too much! Yang Ming thought about it, and a cheap smile appeared on his face.

The heaven-shattering dragon roared, but Yang Ming had long since disappeared, leaving only the dragon writhing wildly in the dragon soul space with resentment.

Whew~ Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have drowned in a mouthful of spittle! Yang Ming looked at the little snake in his finger with palpitations, and walked towards the outside of the house

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The people of the Liu Sheng family got up early and busily decorated every corner of the yard, and in order to make himself look less idle, Yang Ming took the initiative to come forward to help.

In a short time, the simple wedding scene was almost decorated, but at this time, there was a discordant quarrel outside.

"Who are you, what are you doing?"

"Hey, when did the people of the Iga faction become so blind? Don't you even know Uncle Taro Kameda of the Koga faction?"

"What's wrong with the Koga faction? Today, the Yanagi family refuses to receive any guests, please go back?"

"Yo yo yo ~ Could it be that old thing Masahiro Yanagi kicked his legs up to the west sky, haha!"

"Nonsense! Don't care about your mouth, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

"Hehe, come on, my grandson is coming to beat me, that old thing is dead, I see who else will support you!"

"Look for death!ahhh......h Ahh

Although Yang Ming couldn't understand what was arguing outside, his divine sense could see what was happening clearly, a group of dwarves wearing gold-rimmed samurai uniforms cut down the people of the Yanagi family, and the splashes of blood stained the happy flowers placed at the door.

"Hahahaha! Trash, scum, what kind of face do you have to say that I am looking for ......?"

The voice of Taro Kameda, who was laughing, stopped abruptly, and Sanji Kino, who had just arrived at the door, realized that something was wrong before he could make a move, and sure enough, after a short silence, the dead word that Taro Kameda spit out was drowned in blood, and his mouth spit out a few blood blisters, and a wound suddenly opened in his neck and throat, and blood gushed out.

"Huh? When did this dead fat pig become so strong?"

Kameda Taro died violently, and the ninjas of the Koga faction were so frightened that they retreated one after another, and only one of them stood in place without changing his face, his eyes crossed the Yamoji Kino, which blocked half of the façade, and reached the courtyard, and said politely: "I, Koga, sent a scum like Kameda Taro, which is really despicable! Since the seniors have helped our faction eradicate the garbage, and they have spoken disrespectfully, please forgive the seniors!"

That wisp of sword light flashed, so fast that it was elusive, but it was still captured by Taira Chigen, he never believed that the sword was from the hand of Sanji's dead fat man, in the Iga faction, except for Yagyu Masahiro at his peak and Yagyu Daizo, who was already dead, no one could do it at all. The calm analysis flashed through his mind, and his heart twitched uncontrollably, and the brain of Taira Chiengen reacted at this time, if it wasn't for Taro Kameda who wanted to be in the limelight just now, it is very likely that he would have died now.

Yanagi Masahiro stood at the main entrance of the courtyard, and Zhao Qianyuan was far away, looking at Yang Ming who was treating the broken arm of Sixteen Lang at the door in a daze, his brain was a little insufficient, the move just now was really from Yang Ming's hand? He actually slashed out the sword qi with his bare hands!

"The master was overjoyed to hear that Yanagi's predecessor had recovered from a serious illness yesterday, so he sent me and other juniors to congratulate him, and asked my seniors to allow me to wait until the inner hall to talk!"

"Come in!" another team arrived, and the situation could no longer tolerate Yanagi Masahiro's refusal of Heizhao Qianyuan.

When Pingzhao Qianyuan walked through the door, he glanced at the subordinate who was squatting in front of the door and fiddling with his broken arm on the body of Yanagi Sixteen, who was covered in blood, and secretly toyed

With a smile, he walked into the courtyard of Yanagi's house.

I was cut off by a knife that wiped my bones, and I want to take it back?

"Hahaha! Is the head of the Yagyu family really extremely Tailai, and his look is better than at the beginning!" Junichiro Koizumi arrived before he arrived, and Yanagi Masahiro secretly slandered himself, and the weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, and he must not be well-intentioned!

"The Yanagi family has a happy event, how can we be missing our Soul Hunting Sect? The head of the Yanagi family, congratulations!" A group of people did not follow the usual path, and appeared on the roof of a low house outside the courtyard, and more than a dozen people were wrapped in black robes, full of mystery.

"Since they're all here, then please sit down!" the servant pushed open the door of the living room, and Masahiro Yanagi stood at the door, straightening his waist and saying.

Junichiro Koizumi squinted with a sneering eye and swept away the people of Zhao Qianyuan and the Soul Hunting Sect, and asked knowingly: "Hehe, there is no need to sit, I came to visit today not for anything else." I think the purpose of the Koga faction and the Ghost Sword faction should be the same, right?"

"Spring Rain!" replied from the front of the Soul Hunter Sect expressionlessly.

Sure enough, Yagyu Masahiro angrily glanced at Nobita Kimura's position, only to find that Nobita Kimura had already stood in the ranks of the Koga faction.

"Ouch, it's a pity! The national treasure of my Sunrise Empire is going to be given to the enemy country, what a sorrow for the country!" Before Yagyu Masahiro could speak, Junichiro Koizumi replied with a sad look.

"Senior Koizumi's words are a bit absolute, but I think that with the personality of Senior Yanagi, he must have been threatened by some kind of thing to do such an angry thing! Senior Yanagi, do you say yes? Don't be pressured, if there is any problem, our three loyal allies will definitely help!" said Pingzhao Qianyuan thief.

As soon as Ping Zhao Qianyuan's voice fell, the eyes of everyone present fell on Yanagi Masahiro, and Yanagi Masahiro almost had a seizure on the spot. Junichiro Koizumi is stabbing the knife openly, and the little bastard is secretly biting. seemed to be helping him speak and give him the audience, but in fact, one sentence blocked his back road. Knowing that he will not retreat, but giving him the opportunity to retreat, after he refuses this rare opportunity, he will be guilty of one more degree, so as to drive the people's emotions, even if the original moral problem of spitting will become an unpardonable criminal case, which is not poisonous!

The empire has long ceased to exist, and in this era of advocating world peace, even His Majesty the President does not dare to call the sun an empire. Koizumi-kun, you are pushing the Yamato nation into the fire pit!" Yanagi Masahiro held back his anger and smiled kindly.

"Hmph! Yanagi Masahiro, don't use that useless soft egg to intimidate me, there will always be only one thing I am loyal to, and that is His Majesty the Emperor! Do you think that if you intimidate me like this, you can erase the fact that you gave the spring rain to the Han people?" Junichiro Koizumi was a little angry when he saw Yagyu Masahiro's upright style, and immediately shouted fiercely.

"Hehe, this spring rain seems to be from my Iga faction Yanagi family, right! Why do you think like a dog with its tail stepped on as soon as you hear that I am going to send it out? But I remember, my Yanagi family doesn't seem to have such a guard dog?" Now that his face has been torn, Yanagi Masahiro no longer hides it, and he sneers at Junichiro Koizumi. (https:)

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