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Eight primordial gods dressed in exotic places were forcibly pulled out of the eight bodies under the surprised gaze of the white-robed man.

Han Long didn't talk nonsense, his hands flew up and down, and several spiritual tricks flew out of his fingertips, turning into eight golden runes, like flashes

Lightning shot out, and in an instant, it was attached to the eight primordial gods, and they were suddenly shocked, and they stood still like puppets.

Before the white-robed man could react, Han Long swiped his big hand, and a crack appeared out of thin air, and an even more powerful suction force came from that crack, and the eight primordial gods, like birds throwing into the forest, instantly turned into eight white lines, were sucked into the crack, and then the crack disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

From the eight primordial gods being pulled out of their bodies, and then being sucked into the cracks, the whole process, between the lightning and flint, ended, the speed was dizzying, the only white-robed man who witnessed the whole process thought he was dreaming, his mouth was wide open, and his face was sluggish.

The four primordial gods of the distraction period, Han Long directly threw them into the Linglong Immortal Mansion and threw them into the area where the soul clan was located, and the primordial gods who lost their physical bodies fell into the hands of the soul clan who specialized in absorbing soul power, and the end was needless to say miserable.

"Claiming to be a god in vain, it's not as good as bullshit!" Han Long showed a harmless smile from humans and animals, but this smile, when it fell into the eyes of the white-robed man on the side, was more palpitating and terrifying than the demon's smile.

"Since your god has fallen, there will be no inheritance ceremony, go, take Han to retrieve the inheritance bead!" Han Long grabbed the white-robed man with his big hand, threw him casually, and threw him a few feet away in front.

The white-robed man fell and ate, but he dared not speak angrily, he quickly got up and walked forward cautiously.

Ever since the eight gods of the East disappeared into the crack, there has been a dead silence in the Shikamiyama, and it seems that all the people have fled.

The white-robed man who led the way in front felt bitter in his heart, and he prayed in his heart that the inheritance bead must not be taken away, otherwise, what was waiting for him would be a dead end.

He led Han Long through the gate of Shikamiyama Villa, through the duck pebble paved path, and walked through the villa for a long time, and finally came to an ancestral hall building near the foot of the mountain.

Just when Han Long thought that the inheritance bead was in this ancestral hall, the white-robed man walked to the door of the ancestral hall and stopped in front of the one-person-tall tengu stone carving.

The white-robed man took out the wooden box, raised his hands above his head, walked up to Han Long, knelt down on one knee, and lowered his head, "Your Excellency, this is what you want!"

The white-robed man's face was happy at this time, fortunately this inheritance bead was still there, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Han Long picked up the wooden box and opened it to see that it was the inheritance bead lying in the box.

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances!" Han Long said with a cold snort.

This cold snort, mixed with a trace of pure and extreme fire elemental power, unceremoniously slammed into the white-robed man's body, and there were more than a dozen primordial gods like the gods of Dongying hidden in his body, but they were far less powerful than the primordial gods of the eight gods of Dongying.

In the face of such a pure fire element power, how could he withstand such an attack, he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, and suddenly held his head and collapsed to the ground, and the seven orifices instantly spurted blood.

"Ant-like guys, just because you are born with three souls and six souls, you are crippled people who lack one soul and two souls, and dare to offend my people who are in China and dare to wantonly kill our people, it is simply an unforgivable sin, if you are let go today, I am afraid that I don't know how many people will be harmed in the future!"

"Shangxian spares my life, those are all done by them, I have always been in Tokyo, I have never been to Huaxia, let alone the person who killed you, please Shangxian Mingjian, spare my life!" the white-robed man pleaded bitterly.

"How many people like you are there?" asked Han Long with a sudden change of words.

"There are still hundreds of thousands of people in the country!" the white-robed man did not dare to hide.

"Hundreds of thousands of people?" Han Long's eyes flashed with coldness, he didn't expect this organization to be so huge, there were hundreds of thousands.

"Yes, it's just that they're all over the country, and even I only know the approximate number! I haven't seen all of them!" replied the man in the white robe.

"There are so many people, it's really a bit difficult to kill them all!" Han Long sneered in a low voice.

He casually opened the Linglong Immortal Mansion and released the Yuan Shen of Dongying Thunder God.

That Yuan Shen, with his head lowered, looked weak, obviously just in the Linglong Immortal Mansion, he was tortured by the people of the soul clan.

"How many gods are there like you?" Han Long asked lightly.

"Qi Qi Shangxian, there are still five million!" said the Yuan Shen of Dongying Thunder God with a sigh.

"Five million?" Han Long couldn't help but exclaim, before coming here, he had never thought that there would be so many people on the other side.

Five million style gods like the god of Dongying are enough to flatten the Huaxia Kingdom more than ten times.

"You have so many Shikjin, why are you willing to live in this small island country, don't you want to occupy more territory?" Han Long asked puzzled.

Hearing this, the Yuan Shen of Dongying Thunder God suddenly raised his head with an indignant face: "We also want to expand our power, but these island people who kill a thousand knives, they are born with defects, not only their souls are uneven, but even their physical bodies are broken, and their spiritual skills are insufficient. ”

"The physical bodies of the eight of us have been selected after thousands of selections, and as for the other gods, their physical bodies are not as good as ours, how can we expand our territory with such strength?" he sighed and said helplessly

The soul is uneven, and the physical body is insufficient, no wonder these Shishen Kongs have powerful primordial gods, but they have always lived in the island country, and cultivating with such a physical body is tantamount to a bamboo basket drawing water.

"This earth, the aura of heaven and earth is extremely thin, not to mention the distraction period, even if it is the Yuan Infant Stage, it is already a very powerful existence, there are so many of you, it is enough to sweep the world, Han Mou doesn't believe it, you have not launched an attack on Huaxia Kingdom!"

"You really can't hide anything from the immortals, you guessed right, we did plan to launch a war of extermination against the Huaxia Kingdom, but before we could enter the Huaxia Kingdom, a group of mysterious monks defeated our vanguards. ”

"A thousand Shi Shen comparable to a half-step primordial infant, a few faces, almost all of them were killed by the other party, if it weren't for the other party's intention to leave a living mouth to bring us a letter, I'm afraid we don't know that your country still has such a powerful mysterious power, after this battle, our king, after thinking twice, finally gave up the plan to attack your country. ”

Oh, a bunch of mystical monks?

Han Long couldn't help but squint his eyes, he didn't expect that there was this episode in the middle, no wonder these gods didn't make a move against Huaxia Kingdom.

What is the origin of these mysterious monks? They can predict in advance and intercept the attacks of the island country-style gods in time, it seems that these people are not simple, and they can kill thousands of god-style gods whose strength is comparable to that of a half-step primordial infant, and it is definitely not the work of a single Xiuzhen sect, otherwise, China would have already been a dominant family.

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