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"Run separately! Fence him up! ”

The Yasukuni war spirit of the Tokyo Spiritualist Society screamed at this time.

There is also separation, so that the power of Zhang Yuchu's Heavenly Thunder Dao Method can be brought into full play, otherwise when they get together, a heavenly thunder can serve the thirteen of them in one pot.

At this time, Cisse and the others didn't have time to think about it, and fled in all directions.

Although the thunder was fast, Xisai and the others were not vegetarians, and the speed was not much worse than lightning, and they escaped in an instant.

With a bang, the thunder struck the rough sea, setting off a huge wave that swept away the fleeing Cisse and others.

The spirit of war in Yasukuni and the twelve holy sons of the Western Religion disappeared without a trace in an instant, and there was no trace of them at all.

However, Zhang Yuchu ignored it, and used the Heavenly Thunder Dao Method to summon one heavenly thunder after another, slashing towards the surrounding sea.

One was faster than the other without a moment's pause, but no talisman was used, it was just an ordinary heavenly thunder, and it did not have a special effect.

Even if there is no special effect, if it is struck by a thunderbolt, there is no reason to survive at all.

Zhang Yuchu didn't have a special goal, but in this small sea area, more than a dozen people were scurrying under the bottom of the sea, and even if they were hacking, they could hit one or two.

In fact, Zhang Yuchu's requirements are not high, as long as he can split them out of order.

"Ahh

After a quarter of an hour, a scream finally came from Zhang Yuchu's ears, and a smile finally appeared on Zhang Yuchu's face.

Now that the first one has appeared, the second one is not far off.

When he was young, a black figure floated on the water, with purple lightning attached to his body, and the current of the heavenly thunder kept stirring on the figure, making a crackling sound.

"You can't kill me. Haha, you can't kill me! Hahahaha! ”

The black figure cracked its mouth. Showing white teeth. He laughed wildly, looking very scary.

"If you have any other ability, you can use it! Hammer of the god of war, destroy it for me! ”

Standing on the rough sea level, a huge handle appeared in the hand of the black voice. smashed down on the top of Zhang Yuchu's head.

Bang!

The hammer of victory in the black shadow's hand smashed into the sea level, and the sea water was actually broken into two petals. It took a few breaths to regain the shape of the rolling waves.

Eccentric!

Zhang Yuchu, who was stepping on the crest of the waves, flashed a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Things seemed to be a little different from what he had imagined. The ordinary heavenly thunder actually had no effect on the Holy Son of the Western Religion.

Push this and that. It seems that the ordinary heavenly thunder may not have much effect on all the holy sons, but they probably don't know beforehand, otherwise they won't hide.

How did Zhang Yuchu know that it was because the Zhang family's Heavenly Thunder Dao Fa was so famous that Xisai and others took it for granted that ordinary Heavenly Thunder could also harm them.

Perhaps it was the sound of their companions that the rest of the people emerged from the bottom of the sea. surrounded Zhang Yuchu.

"The power of my Dao Zhang family's Heavenly Thunder Dao is boundless, and it turns out that it is nothing more than that! It seems that Mr. Zhang's ability is limited to this. Suffer death! ”

The big sword appeared in Xisai's hand again, stabbing at Zhang Yuchu, there were no cumbersome moves, only infinite power.

Wrapping Zhang Yuchu's entire person within the range of Xisai's power attack, Zhang Yuchu did not dodge, and stabbed out the peach wood sword in his hand.

Compared with Xisai's majestic one, Zhang Yuchu's sword looked ordinary, and he couldn't see any unrivaled strength.

However, the peachwood sword in Zhang Yuchu's hand directly broke through the sword qi of the big sword, cut the sword qi into two pieces, and disappeared invisibly. …,

In a trance, the peachwood sword in Zhang Yuchu's hand rushed out, as fast as lightning, tearing open the strength of Xisai's protective body and piercing Xisai's chest.

Through!

This moment everyone is forbidden!

No one imagined that Zhang Yuchu could actually pass Xisai through his chest with a single sword, and Xisai didn't even have the slightest room for resistance.

However, an even more bizarre scene appeared, and Cisse, who had been pierced through his chest, came back to his senses and looked at the large hole in his chest.

I was stunned, a little surprised, and a little incredulous and touched my chest with my hand.

"Am I alive?"

Cisse's Adam's apple made a few noises, and he asked a little unconfidently, and even he himself was a little surprised.

The large hole in Cisse's chest was rapidly compounding in a few degrees visible to the naked eye, but the place of his heart was empty.

"Lich."

Withdrawing the peachwood sword from his hand, Zhang Yuchu's mind conjured up a creature of the dark world.

Lichs are not common in the magical land of Kyushu, and they are more likely to appear in the Western world, that is, in the realm of Western religion.

Western religions have always been under the banner of fighting the creatures of the dark world, and want to restore the light of the world, but their holy son is a creature of the dark world through and through, a lich!

The Lich claims to be the undead of the Dark World, and it is not easy to kill the Lich unless his lifebox is destroyed.

The Lich can say that his life box is placed in any place, not in a certain part of the body, and the twelve Sons such as Hisse do not seem to be ordinary lichs.

At least the Lich King, at least the best in the Lich World, even Zhang Yuchu was concealed at the beginning, revealing a trace of weirdness here.

"I didn't expect that six hundred years have passed, and the Western Sect has actually fallen into this way, and it is actually controlled by the creatures of the dark world!"

Zhang Yuchu stopped, and had no intention of continuing to do it, there was no need for the agreement to continue, and Zhang Yuchu would not keep his promise to the lich.

"I didn't expect to be discovered by you so quickly, Zhang Tianshi is worthy of being Zhang Tianshi, and he really has some ability."

The Yasukuni war spirit possessed by Hattori Genshin said in admiration, obviously it knows that the twelve holy sons of the Western Sect are all lichs.

The spirit of war can also be regarded as a creature of the dark world.

The appearance of the Yasukuni war spirit is somewhat similar to the evil spirit of the Longhu Mountain who thinks about the cliff, and the evil spirit is the evil spirit of the Heavenly Master Dao master who thinks about the cliff wall.

After the Meiji Restoration, the bones of the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for Fuso were buried in the Tokyo Soul Shrine, and the fighting will of the Fuso soldiers was condensed into the fighting spirit.

After hundreds of years of development and growth. It has gradually become the spirit of today's Yasukuni war.

There are many shrines in Toei Fuso, and there are also many war spirits. However, this Yasukuni war spirit is one of the many war spirits in Fuso. The most powerful being.

The rest of them are incomparably weak in front of the Yasukuni war spirit.

However, the Yasukuni war spirit is not exactly a creature of the dark world, but it is only because the war spirit is mixed with the fighting will of many evil people that the Yasukuni war spirit is distorted.

Zhang Yuchu glanced at the Yasukuni War Spirit, it seems that the Yasukuni War Spirit has been colluding with the dark creatures of the Western Sect for a long time. Obviously, even Heather and the others don't seem to know that they are lichs themselves. Obviously, this is the most secret existence of Western religion.

However, as an outsider, the spirit of the Yasukuni War knows that it has to make people suspicious.

"I think you know a lot, but if I get the word out about it. I'm afraid that your Western church will break itself. ”

Zhang Yuchu said lightly.

"Do you really think you'll be able to get out of this place? I didn't expect Zhang Tianshi to have whimsical times. Go up with me and chop him alive!" ”…,

The Yasukuni War Spirit snorted coldly, and ordered the twelve holy sons who were still in a sluggish state, from the Holy Sons of the Western Sect who were under one person and above tens of thousands of people, to become the spurned lich of the world in an instant, and the huge contrast was unacceptable to anyone.

This is the confusion of light and darkness. It's a cross between heaven and earth, and all of this is impossible. But it happened.

"Want to kill me alive? What a big breath, then I'll kill you alive first! ”

Twelve powerful lichs are not easy to deal with, this is very clear to Zhang Yuchu, and the Yasukuni war spirit does not mean that it can be killed if it is killed.

Unless......

Without the slightest hesitation, a yellow talisman appeared in Zhang Yuchu's hand, and a layer of rich aura was attached to the talisman.

The Samadhi True Fire cooperated with the Heavenly Thunder Dao Method, and with a bang, the Heavenly Thunder was tied to the Samadhi True Fire, falling from the sky, and even the Yasukuni War Spirit couldn't dodge.

Poor Hattori Genshin was still alive, but without knowing it, he was struck by a thunderbolt and returned to the west.

However, Hattori's disaster did not stop there, under the scorching of the Samadhi fire, Hattori's body instantly turned into ashes and disappeared, leaving nothing behind, as if it was really not pure.

"How so?"

The panicked voice of the Yasukuni war spirit resounded in the air.

"Fountain of Thoughts, extinguish it for me!"

However, all the efforts of the Yasukuni Divine Soul are in vain, how can the Heavenly Thunder Dao Law and the Samadhi True Fire be so easy to extinguish?

At the same time, a thunderbolt struck over the Fuso Tokyo Spiritualist Shrine, and a large fireball fell into the shrine with the lightning falling.

Suddenly, a raging fire broke out in the East and Beijing Soul Summoning Society, although the fire did not spread quickly, but the fire was unusually strong.

No matter how the firefighters tried to put it out, it was to no avail, and the fire continued to spread slowly and in all directions.

Hearing the news, the Fusang monk who rushed to see this long-lasting samadhi fire was surprised, and the monk's robe flicked off, wanting to use the monk's robe supplemented by the incense fire to extinguish this strange fire, but as soon as the monk's robe came into contact with the samadhi true fire, he made a sneering sound, and it was on!

Even the robe of the Fusang monk who assisted the mind was burned by the samadhi fire, and the monk took a few steps back again and again, and only stood firm under the support of his disciples.

Looking at the demonic samadhi true fire, after a long time, he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and began to recite the mantra of the Buddhist scriptures to appease the souls of the soldiers of the Soul Conjuring Society.

……

"Want to go?"

Zhang Yuchu stopped in front of the panicked Yasukuni war spirit.

"It's not that easy!"

But at this time, he didn't have the time to talk nonsense with Zhang Yuchu, he had to rush back to the Tokyo Spiritualist Club as soon as possible.

Like the lich, the immortality of the Yasukuni war spirit is conditional, as long as the life box is not broken, the lich can be immortal, even if the flesh and blood are crushed into powder, they can also rely on the life box to be reborn.

The Yasukuni War Spirit has no body, but his body is the Tokyo Spiritualist Society, as long as the Tokyo Spiritualist Society is destroyed and the soldiers' fighting spirit is dispelled, the Yasukuni War Spirit will no longer exist.

The spirit of the Yasukuni War is guarded at the Soul Summoning Society. Naturally, not many people can do this, and Zhang Yuchu is enough. It's just that now the Yasukuni War Spirit and the Soul Conjuring Society are separated. If you can't take care of each other, it's naturally much easier to deal with.

Even if the Yasukuni war spirit realized the problem and was dragged by Zhang Yuchu, he would not be able to rush back in time. There is only a dead end waiting for him.

Under a strong attack, Zhang Yuchu only defended but did not attack. The Yasukuni War Spirit did not have any way to deal with Zhang Yuchu at all, but the Yasukuni War Spirit obviously felt that his strength was constantly decreasing.

Even if you rush back at that time, it will be difficult to recover to the peak of strength. The Twelve Holy Sons of Western Religion. The spirit of the Yasukuni war is certainly not something to be counted on. …,

"Aren't you showing up yet?"

After the anxious voice of the battle soul sounded, even the twelve holy sons of the Western Sect were stunned, could it be that there was anyone else here besides them?

"Zhang Yuchu, Zhang Tianshi, it's been a long time."

A lonely voice in the hollow valley sounded in everyone's ears, and this voice was heard. Zhang Yuchu was also stunned, and the movements in his hands also stopped.

"The spirit of the Yasukuni War is my friend. Can we look at the old feelings and let the spirit of Yasukuni go. ”

The owner of the voice finally appeared on the sea, and Zhang Yuchu finally saw the appearance of the owner of the voice, and the Pope who almost fought with Zhang Yuchu six hundred years ago was carved out of the same mold.

"It's you!"

Zhang Yuchu couldn't help but exhale in surprise.

"What? Surprised! But your presence was just what I expected! I always thought you were alive, and it turned out that I was right, you are indeed alive. ”

"You've been looking for me all the time."

A wry smile appeared on Zhang Yuchu's face, it seems that he really failed six hundred years ago, and he actually provoked so many enemies.

"For this reason, I once dug up your tomb, but unfortunately, it was only a mound of clothes, except for a pile of gold and silver jewelry, the rest is gold and silver jewelry!"

The Pope said with a flat expression, not feeling that there was anything wrong with digging Zhang Yuchu's tomb in front of Zhang Yuchu.

The corners of Zhang Yuchu's mouth twitched fiercely, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he had the heart to cramp and peel the Pope.

But a smile appeared on the Pope's face, as if seeing Zhang Yuchu's painful touch, which was the greatest happiness in his life.

"How, do you hate me very much? But what is this grievance you have suffered compared to me? ”

Soon a disdainful smile appeared on the Pope's face, more like mockery of Zhang Yuchu.

"I've been looking for you for six hundred years! You have actually slept in the Tianfu Cave of the Purple Mountain for 600 years, and the funny thing is that I have never found out! You think it's funny, too! ”

……

"If I had known that you were lying in Tianfu Cave and enjoying yourself, I would have moved you to my Papal Palace, and I would have been able to talk to you when I was lonely!"

"Are you like them? What is their relationship with you? ”

Zhang Yuchu frowned, and pointed to Cisse and the others, six hundred years ago, Zhang Yuchu and the Pope were opponents, and in the end, they made a fuss, but this did not prevent Zhang Yuchu from respecting the Pope.

However, even if Zhang Yuchu wants to talk about some old feelings with the Pope, he can't raise this interest, although Zhang Yuchu doesn't want to admit it in his heart, but the facts are in front of him, so Zhang Yuchu can't believe it, the breath on these twelve lichs is too similar to the breath on the Pope's body now.

"You found out?"

A wry smile appeared on the Pope's face.

"Lich clones, they are my clones, you Taoists can have them, and I can naturally have them, how about it? Can you still enter the Dharma Eye? ”

There was no such thing as a doppelganger in the Lich, but after years of research by the Pope, combined with modern science, coupled with the Taoist method of cultivating truth, and other doctrines of various sects, these twelve doppelgangers were finally created with the efforts of the Pope's disdain.

Of course, the Pope could have made more if he wanted to, but it didn't seem to make much sense.

"It's okay!"

Zhang Yuchu nodded, as if looking at a work of art, looking at the twelve holy sons of the Western Religion, that is, the twelve lich clones of the Pope.

It seems that these twelve doppelgangers are undergoing some kind of change, but there is an essential difference between the doppelgangers recorded in this Taoist cultivation classic.

But the fact that the Pope was able to do this is enough to prove that he is good enough.

"How? One more fight. ”

"Isn't that exactly what you want?" …,

"Indeed, I have been waiting for this day, I don't know how many years I have been waiting, I am waiting for a snow before the shame!"

"Is it really that important to win or lose?"

Zhang Yuchu sighed, victory or defeat was an attempt by the soldiers. Having said that, Zhang Yuchu was very clear in his heart. Good bettors want to win.

The Pope and him. Although it is not very belligerent, it is not easy to find an opponent. Only a true person in a high position can understand the loneliness here.

"Less nonsense. Let's go! ”

A scepter of light appeared in the Pope's hand, which represented the supreme divine right of Western religion, which has a history of 2,000 years.

In the most glorious years of the Scepter of Light. With this scepter. Able to appoint and dismiss kings of Western nations at will.

However, the years have passed, and the glory is no more! All that is left is scratches that can't be erased! Every scratch on it has a glorious history, but none of that matters today.

"Let's get started!"

Zhang Yuchu also took out the peachwood sword and took out 120,000 points of spirit, even if Zhang Yuchu wanted to be distracted, he didn't have the guts.

Six hundred years ago, the Pope was a worthy opponent. Today, 600 years later, the pope on the spot is gone. But the heart sealed in the Lich's lifebox hasn't changed!

No one wants to joke with their own lives, Zhang Yuchu is no exception, immortality is limited to legends, and immortality is only relative.

Zhang Yuchu would not think that the Pope would show mercy at the most critical moment, and he would not either, this is a respect for his opponent.

Bear down!

In this unknown sea, dark clouds obscured the sky, thunder continued, and gradually storms and rains swept by, and hurricanes swept by.

"Is that all you have? It seems that you really slept for 600 years, which is so disappointing to me. ”

The pope's voice of indifference was heard in the midst of the storm.

"Show your true strength!"

"It looks like I'm really going to lose to you this time!"

Despite Zhang's words, the Pope did not think that Zhang Yuchu would throw up his sword and admit defeat, because their position did not allow them to do so.

If there is such a thought, then Zhang Yuchu and he may not live past the age of thirty, Zhang Yuchu's tone is undiminished, with a hearty smile.

"If you don't show a little strength, don't blame me for being rude, the Lich Court, suppress!"

A tiny palace appeared in the hands of the Pope, which kept getting bigger and bigger in front of Zhang Yuchu's eyes, and fell towards the top of Zhang Yuchu's head.

"You want to suppress me just because of this?"

Zhang Yuchu said contemptuously, but Zhang Yuchu's eyes were not easy, the Lich Court was not a simple magic weapon.

Zhang Yuchu also has some understanding of the history of the West, this Lich King Court is the palace of the first generation of Lich King, and it is the holy place in the heart of every Lich and Destiny, and the possessor has supreme power.

I didn't expect this Lich Court to fall into the hands of the Pope, it seems that over the years, the Pope has done a lot of bad things and collected treasures in the world.

However, the Pope is now a lich, and it is okay to collect one or two magic weapons of the lich.

Zhang Yuchu didn't plan to fight against the Lich King's Court, this was tantamount to fighting with all the lichs, and Zhang Yuchu was not strong enough to be this point.

Stepping on the Nine Palaces Bagua Step, he got out of the range of the Lich Court, and with a bang, the position where Zhang Yuchu was standing turned into boiling water, and directly sublimated the capital.

"Wrath of the Lich King!"

The Pope didn't think that as soon as he sacrificed the Lich Court, he would be able to suppress Zhang Yuchu and sit on the throne of the Lich Court.

The Pope was like a peerless Lich King, angry and angry, and with the wrath of the Lich King, he was overwhelming and squeezed towards Zhang Yuchu.

Zhang Yuchu's complexion couldn't help but change. …,

"Thunderball!"

Zhang Yuchu then swung out a sword, this sword is the last move contained in the sword method of the Heavenly Thunder Dao, which means that the thunder strikes, all the ones who are destroyed, those who are oppressed by ten thousand jun, and those who are all destroyed.

Rumble!

Between the lightning and flint, two powerful forces collided together, and the Pope's Lich Court only swung on the horizontal plane, while Zhang Yuchu was knocked out by the huge impact force.

"Poof!"

Rao is sinking to the bottom of the sea, Zhang Yuchu still couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, although Lei Wei was able to restrain the lich to a certain extent, but the Lich Court was too powerful!

Zhang Yuchu felt that the three souls and seven spirits were about to be squeezed out of his body.

"The Lich King's Sigh!"

However, the Pope did not stop because of Zhang Yuchu's injury, but drove the Lich Court to use a special move.

sighed, as if lamenting the death of a peerless master, full of helplessness and loneliness, directly hitting Zhang Yuchu's soul, torturing Zhang Yuchu's **, and torturing Zhang Yuchu's Dao heart.

This feeling made Zhang Yuchu smell death again! Let Zhang Yuchu's spirit reinvigorate.

"Deduce heaven and earth, break ten thousand laws together! Break it for me! ”

Zhang Yuchu jumped up, holding a peachwood sword in his hand, and shot towards the Lich Court under tremendous pressure, and even the Pope sitting in the Lich Court couldn't help but be moved.

Dare to resist the Lich Court, you must know that now he has only mastered part of the palace and the use of the Lich Court, and he does not dare to set foot in many places, Zhang Yuchu actually dares to resist the Lich Court!

"Broken!"

Coming to a place a foot away from the Lich King's Court, Zhang Yuchu took a step forward again, raised his breath and shouted, and the peachwood sword stabbed out.

The target is actually the plaque of the Lich Palace, and the plaque is written with the four ancient characters of eternal life, although Zhang Yuchu does not know these four ancient words, but Zhang Yuchu can understand the meaning of these words, and even Zhang Yuchu feels a little strange.

"Wow!"

Zhang Yuchu felt that his body was stunned, and the peachwood sword had already stabbed the plaque of eternal life, but it only broke a little of the skin of the plaque, and failed to pierce the plaque.

In Zhang Yuchu's sight, between the words Shou Wu, he actually saw a drop of blood flowing down the plaque.

"Vertical Zier dare!"

The ancient and majestic voice sounded in Zhang Yuchu's ears, and Zhang Yuchu flew out as if he had been hit hard, and fell back to the surface of the sea.

And the four-hundred-year-old peachwood sword that stabbed the plaque of eternal longevity also fell on the sea at the same moment, floating like Zhang Yuchu.

Zhang Yuchu's fate, the Pope had foreseen it, and he was not surprised at all, but he didn't expect that the battle between him and Zhang Yuchu would end in this way!

"Alas!"

With a sigh, the Pope put away the Lich Court and left the unknown sea of the East China Sea, Zhang Yuchu's life and death did not matter to him now, his wish had been fulfilled.

I don't know how long it has passed, on the surface of the East China Sea where the Pope and Zhang Yuchu fought, an emaciated figure appeared, looking around, as if looking for something!

In the battle just now, Kong Sangzi didn't dare to approach, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare, he boasted of his high mana, and he didn't think about verifying his cultivation in front of Zhang Yuchu and the Pope.

After the wind and waves were calm for a long time, he appeared on this sea, the Pope had already left, and Kong Sangzi knew it, but what Kong Sangzi was looking for was Zhang Yuchu.

"There!"

Suddenly, Kong Sangzi noticed Zhang Yuchu's breath, followed the direction from which the breath came, looked for it, and sure enough, he saw Zhang Yuchu floating on the water.

Kong Sangzi didn't dare to approach immediately, although Zhang Yuchu seemed to be seriously injured, or had already lost his life, but this was all Kong Sangzi's guess.

After slowly approaching, Kong Sangzi stood by Zhang Yuchu's side, looked at Zhang Yuchu at first, and slowly stretched out his hand!

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