This island is a continent inhabited by many ghost people.

On the islands, there are traces of war maniacs.

"Kill the Eastern Continent, exterminate the human race, rob them of their wealth, and obtain their resources......"

"Let the Terran be our slaves forever!"

"Long live the ghost clan, long live the Japanese slave empire!"

There are high-spirited slogans everywhere, big characters, everywhere on this island.

"Grandpa, the eldest brother of the turtle embarked on a journey to the Eastern Continent yesterday, it is said that the Eastern Continent is the happy land of our ghost clan, and there are many human slaves, let us grab it!"

A twelve- or thirteen-year-old ghost boy with sharp eyes and bursts of pride looked at the ubiquitous slogans of the ghost clan.

"Saburo Tanato, yes, you are right, the human race on the Eastern Continent is born to be the food of my ghost clan, we want to slave them for generations, so that they cannot turn over!" The old man with white hair, a bigger head, shorter legs, and an aggressive ambition in his bones, "If my grandfather were a few years younger, I would also set foot on the battlefield to ravage those Terrans in the East and devour those food." ”

"En'en, grandpa, I want to grow up quickly, to ravage the human race, and ravage the East!" the ghost boy looked fascinated.

At this moment, a pair of ghost soldiers, with distinct armor, all of them high-spirited, holy and solemn, looking like a holy war, walked through the island, walked to the dock, and headed for the distant eastern continent.

All the passers-by looked solemn, and only stopped saluting after the devil soldiers had passed.

"Grandpa, it's really a divine martial art, this is the soldier of my Japanese slave empire, an indomitable warrior!" said the ghost boy.

"Yes, yes......"

All the ghost clans are born to invade the human race, the mysterious continent in the east, and there is no taboo at all.

At that moment, there was a commotion in the crowd.

The old man and the young man raised their eyes and stepped forward, and a team of about ten people dressed in black veils and shrouded in black veils appeared.

"It's a sacrifice to adults......

"Sacrifice, are you the adults at Sakuragi Shrine?" the boy was even more frantic, his eyes shining.

"Child, it is these adults, it is these adults who worship the shrine, and only then can I have the glory of my ghost clan, child, if you can, you must also strive to become a sacrifice, sacrifice to adults, is the core of my ghost clan!" The old man of the ghost clan almost touched his head to the ground, and he was extremely respectful.

The ghost boy was even more surging and excited.

The sacrifice of a pair of more than a dozen people walked in front of the pair of grandchildren and stopped slightly. It was this pause that made the two grandfathers and grandchildren of the ghost clan boil and their eyes bulged.

Glory, a rare glory, is so watched by the sacrifices, an ordinary ghost clan, it doesn't matter if he dies.

"Your Excellency...... Sacrifice...... My lord ...... "The old man of the ghost clan had tears in his eyes, this is a rare glory, a glory that has never been seen before.

The ghost boy didn't even kowtow, but he didn't dare to raise his head.

"In that case, I will give you death!" The sacrifice under the black veil, the leading priest, had a flat voice, and it was impossible to see the depth.

"No...... You...... You're not ......" The old man of the ghost clan is also very strong, and he turned out to be a spirit master, a spirit mirror.

Although the appearance of the ghost clan is ugly, but the strength is not bad, as soon as the ghost clan is born in the Lingshuai realm, as you grow older, you will become a Lingzun, if you work hard, the opportunity changes, and become the emperor's realm, it is not difficult.

The ghost clan, living on the island, is prepared for danger in times of peace, and everyone's strength is soaring, if it weren't for the closed range, these ghost clans would become a fairyland, and they would not be in the minority.

Smack, smack!

The two grandfathers and grandsons of the ghost clan fell to the ground for no reason and died of exhaustion. And this scene did not arouse the suspicion of any ghost people, and no one dared to doubt it.

"My lord, don't kill again, this place is very close to Sakuragi Shrine, it is said that the gods in Sakuragi Shrine are very effective, if you kill like this again, I am afraid that you will be detected. "A priest, whispering.

"Xiao Xiaoyan, I know that this pair of grandsons dare to humiliate my human race unscrupulously, if it weren't for the heavy responsibility, I would definitely have a big battle and bloody territory. ”

"Adult ......"

Coming all the way, every time he passed by, as long as Meng Lang heard the voice of insulting the human race, he would kill it.

The information obtained from the old man in the skull hat is that in the Japanese Empire, the sacrifice is inviolable to the Holy Spirit, pretending to be a sacrifice, all the way to the west, it really has a lot of trouble, and it has not been recognized, even if it is seen through, it has also been strangled by Meng Lang and his rebel army.

A peak, soaring into the sky.

It is covered with snow all year round, and only below a third of the peaks does there be vegetation.

Under the peak, there is a temple, towering.

Two sacred trees with a thickness of dozens of zhang stand in front of the shrine, and on the sacred tree, there are eight big characters engraved.

Sakuragi Shrine, martial arts prosperity.

Sakuragi Shrine, there are many people who worship, and countless ghost clans are endless, coming and going, and they are extremely pious.

A line of black gauze people walked slowly.

"My lord, no wonder these ghost clans are not afraid of death, it turns out that this shrine is really rooted in their hearts and is unshakable!"

Spiritual feelings, a trace of faith, rising from the hearts of all living beings and ghosts, swirling, and the inscrutable divine consciousness and luck, are linked, just like the whole, inseparable.

If the spiritual mind is strong, you can see that below the giant peak, there is an unimaginably huge warrior, with a golden light covered body, a dignified treasure statue, and the Holy Spirit is inviolable.

The spirit of martial arts has been transformed into a god.

This is simply an incredible thing in the Eastern Continent, the land of the human race.

The human spirit master, believing in his own strength, people will be able to win the sky, there are no gods in the world, however, on a small island, under the Japanese slave empire, under the shrine, there is a spiritual belief, condensing a god.

Even if this deity is a false deity.

False gods are also far beyond the scope of the human race.

Meng Lang's spiritual thoughts have always been strong, the realm has fallen, and instead of falling, the spiritual thoughts have grown rapidly, that is, the Holy Lord of the Human Race, compared with it, at this time, it is also slightly insufficient.

Under the nourishment of the power of immortals, spiritual thoughts have a tendency to sublimate.

The existence of this pseudo-god gave Meng Lang great pressure, but fortunately, the god had no soul and no thoughts, and could not act on his own and generate thoughts and actions. Otherwise, as soon as this thing comes out, it will all be extinct.

"This god, pseudo-god, is definitely right," Meng Lang's eyes were sharp, and he saw through the space, "However, it is by no means so simple, it is feasible for pseudo-gods to control the general ghost clan, for those devils whose strength realm has reached the extreme, the peak of the imperial realm, this thing is not good, hmph, in this shrine, there are deeper roots!"

False gods, not true gods, cannot directly attack others.

Meng Lang and the others walked slowly, and those ghost clans who came to make a pilgrimage avoided them one after another, sacrificed, and could not be provoked.

Not long after, a group of more than a dozen people came to the two huge divine trees.

"Sure enough, these two sacred trees have spirituality in them, but unfortunately, they were rudely transplanted here......" Meng Lang's eyes were like torches, and he saw the origin of the divine tree.

"Well, it's a bit like the legendary Zhentian Divine Tree, this kind of divine tree is said to be at an extremely deep seabed, and ordinary Emperor Realm masters can't dive to a depth. The Lion Emperor said slowly.

The people of the rebel army looked solemn.

This kind of means can only be done by the Holy Lord of the Human Race.

"Hmph, it's so strange, I waited until I entered the shrine area, but I still didn't notice it, and that's it!" said one of the warriors.

"Yes, it's just that, it's not as good as Lord Qingling's immortal power, which can cover the breath and make the people of the ghost clan unable to see through it!"

Meng Lang shook his head slowly, and said: "Everyone be cautious, the ghost clan can thrive here, there must be something weird, of course, we and other human races, the will against the sky, and it is not the ghost clan that can stop it, after entering the shrine, waiting for the opportunity to find Sakuragi, we want to cross the Seven Seas, swim the Nine Seas, and reach our destination, we must use Sakura as an oar to fix the wind and waves in the Seven Seas to the Nine Seas!"

With the Shogun, this treasure ship that sailed through the sea like a flat land, had to have a cherry tree, which could sail through the harsher Seven Seas to the Nine Seas.

From the Sevenfold Sea to the Ninefold Sea, there is a kind of magic barrier, and without Sakuragi, you will be attracted and become a slave of the sea.

"If it's not for the sake of getting Sakuragi, we won't enter this ghost shrine,......"

"En......"

"Yes!"

The crowd walked slowly.

"My lord, you are a sacrifice from the Dongying Shrine, please go to the Eastern Hall!" said a woman dressed in a black veil with a delicate face, and a woman from the Oni clan smiled.

It's really against the sky, the ghost men, all of them are ugly, and there is no one who is not ugly, however, the ghost women are all beautiful and gentle.

Even if it is placed in the human race, it is also a beauty.

Not to mention that in the boundless ugliness of ghosts, how could such a woman be born, and it was a group.

There is no heavenly reason, against the sky.

Meng Lang glanced at the woman through the black veil, and nodded arrogantly: "Okay, lead the way!"

The ghost woman seemed to be accustomed to the arrogance of the sacrifice, and led the way in front of her humbly and meekly, leading the group into the Eastern Hall.

The Oriental Hall, dozens of zhang in size, has nothing but dozens of long couches.

After the ghost woman placed Meng Lang and his party, she got up and said goodbye.

In the Uno Empire, there were three shrines.

One is Sakuragi Shrine, the other is Toei Shrine, and the last one is Wakoku Shrine, three shrines that rule the Wano Empire.

Meng Lang and others pretended to be the sacrifices of Dongying Shrine and came to this cherry blossom island. Get enough cherry trees from Sakuragi Shrine to use them to set the magic barrier beyond the Shiikai Sea.

"My lord, what are we going to do next?" asked one of the warriors.

"Wait, when the sacrifice really comes, at that time, the treasure of Sakuragi Shrine, Sakuragi, will appear, and we will just get its branches. Meng Lang sat cross-legged on the couch.

There is still one thing in Meng Lang's heart, that thing is obtained, the wooden arrow among his five element arrows, even if he has eyebrows