In the sky above the Yaki Temple in Kyoto, incendiary bombs mixed with ordinary aerial bombs poured downward, and for a time it was in full swing and the flames were everywhere.

Nearly 10,000 people below Fusang felt the heat of the February day, the wind was howling, screaming, desperate, low roaring, and the sound was in the ears.

There were several great grandmaster-level powerhouses who tried to bend their bows and shoot down the airship, but the airship had already pulled up into the deep sky, and the Fuso people could only kneel and pray for forgiveness from the gods.

"Oh God!"

The high-ranking figures of the Tokugawa family, the Hattori family, and the Abe family, under the cover of a group of samurai, quickly hid in the dark and damp caverns inside the temple.

But as the air outside gradually thinned, some people also began to faint.

Hattori Sansheng looked at the dead person in front of him, but there was a madness on his face, burn it well, burn this group of damn bastards!

When he was twelve years old, he planted the seeds of revenge in his heart when he saw his father, the head of the Hattori family, beat his mother out of the door and give it to a group of filthy and foul-smelling old men.

He wants to take revenge not only on the Hattori family, but also on the whole of Fuso.

Unlike the others who knelt on their knees and prayed for the protection of Kami Sama, Hattori Mitsui hoped that the gods who poured out the wrath of the great sun from above would destroy this filthy world with great power.

He prayed incessantly, his slightly pale face so sickly that no one noticed the frenzy and madness in his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a cry from the head of the Hattori family: "Wu'er, Wu'er! ”

The Hattori family's shadow warrior carried a charred corpse into the temple, and a nauseating stench that made people pinch their noses came to their faces.

"The head of the family, the son has passed away, please mourn!"

After saying that, the shadow warrior who was responsible for protecting the family of the Hattori family brandished a short knife and committed suicide by disemboweling in front of the head of the Hattori family!

The head of the Hattori family trembled, and the gray hair on his sideburns seemed to have a little more.

"Go, call Hattori Mitsui!"

In the generation of the Hattori family, there are two sons-in-law, and the eldest son died, and Hattori Mitsui naturally became the heir.

Even if the head of the Hattori family doesn't like this child anymore, but in order to keep the position of the head of the family, he must pay attention to him, after all, a huge name, it is never allowed to have no heir, even if the heir is a fool, but it is enough to reproduce the next generation for the Hattori family.

After a short time, the pale-faced Hattori Mitsui was carried in front of the head of the Hattori family.

Seeing Hattori Sansheng's delicate and sick appearance, a disgust flashed in the eyes of the head of the Hattori family, and he said in a deep voice: "Kowtow to your brother, from today onwards you will be the son of the Hattori family!" ”

Hattori Sansheng was stunned for a moment, he looked up at this beast-like father, and a smile squeezed out of Hattori's stiff face, like a ghost crying, and it seemed to have a thick disdain.

The head of the belly family raised his hand and called out, but in the end he let it go, he knew that since he was a child, the eldest son and the retainers had bullied the young son, just because he was the child of a song and dance prostitute!

He knew all this, but he indulged it, and he knew that this kid must have a grudge against him in his heart, but none of that mattered.

The head of the Hattori family needs an heir, and as for what the hell is going on with this child, who will care, he is only in his forties, and he still has a chance.

"Okay, take care of the son!"

"Yes!"

Surrounded by a group of masters, the head of the Hattori family came to another room in the temple.

At this time, the three Divine Monarchs were sitting on it with gloomy faces, and there was also a chair opposite them, which was prepared for the guests of the Immortal Martial Sect.

The head of the Hattori family stepped forward and saluted one by one.

"Lord Shenjun, the two family heads have arrived!" Abe Motoshin groaned.

The man in the center of the Three Divine Monarchs slowly opened his eyes and said, "Yuan Shenjun of the Immortal Martial Sect said that it was not the Great Sun Fury, but Qin Yun's airship raid!" ”

"The Tokugawa family, the Hattori family, and the temple are the most sacred places in my Great Fuso Empire, so what is the crime of letting outsiders break in silently?"

"Could it be that you two don't want to rule the land of Fusang?"

"His Majesty the Emperor has granted you the authority, and that's how you use it?"

The head of the Tokugawa family and the head of the Hattori family looked at each other and bowed their heads and said, "I'll know my mistake!" ”

"Wrong? No, you're just stupid! Busy fighting with each other, today in front of all the gods and warriors, in front of the gods and warriors of the temple, this god king wants you to swear that from today onwards, you must be sincere and united, within ten days, break through the Ryukyus, and take the Yue Kingdom within a month, otherwise you will cut your stomach! ”

The two gritted their teeth, but they could only nod in response to the gazes of many divine warriors.

"Yes!"

The god king bowed slightly, and then floated up and came to a huge statue of the goddess mother nine feet high, the god mother was the image of a fierce woman, but there were nine snake heads on the top of her head.

There are really long poisonous gray-brown snakes in the head of the snake.

With a wave of his hand, one of the snakes broke in two, and the two stone tablets were connected below, and the cup was dripping with scarlet liquid in a short time.

"You two drink this snake's blood together!"

The head of the Tokugawa family and the head of the Hattori family took a deep breath and stepped forward to swallow it in front of everyone.

"Good! Drink the blood of the descendants of the great god Yaqi, and the oath is established! ”

"Gentlemen, remember today's shame!"

The Divine Monarch waved his hand, and everyone retreated in a sparse manner.

Yuan Tailing flew forward with a smile.

"Abe Shenjun is a good means, and in just a few words, he persuaded the two family heads who were as sad as the sea."

That god is none other than Yaki God Jun Abe Saan.

Abe Zuoan smiled: "Brother Tailing, there is no need to compliment you and me!" ”

The words spoken by the two are neither Fusang or today's official dialect of Great Xia, but like the words of the ancient Zhao Kingdom.

"Brother Zuo'an, I don't know how sure you are of the white army god with your skills now? After all, you're also the one who has been given the inheritance of ancient rituals! ”

Abe Zuoan shook his head: "The Three Holy Rites of my Fuso are naturally not comparable to the Great Holy Rites of Kyushu. The white army god, the ignited fire of life, welcomed the god-killing soldiers to come to this world, casting the innate limit body, and he was already invincible in the world, but he boiled his blood in the early years, and his longevity was only two years at most. ”

Yuan Tailing said with a smile: "That's right, my Xianwumen also has to prepare for a counterattack on the mainland, farewell!" ”

Abe arched his hand in respect.

After Yuan Tailing left, Abe's face froze.

"Lihuo, how sure are you that you will take this person?"

Matsumoto, one of the three gods, stood out from the fire, and it is worth mentioning that he looked like a young man, but his skin was pale, and the pupil of one eye was replaced by a magatama bead.

Although he is a teenager, he is frighteningly old, Matsumoto Lihuo chuckled: "If it was just him, Benjun would be eliminated with a wave of his hand, but the three brothers of the Yuan family, when they came to Yingzhou Island, they were already only one step away from breaking through the Divine Monarch, and even the three of them could defeat any of us and others with secret methods." ”

"After so many years, there is no reason that only Yuan Tailing has broken through."

Abe Zuoan sighed: "Yes, over the years, the three of us have gradually completed the ceremony, and there is no reason why the three of them can't move forward an inch." ”

"Mei Yi, you have been a Divine Monarch for the shortest time, where are you currently fusing the Holy Relic?"

The Blue Bird God Jun Saito Mei Yi is a masked girl, she wears a slim moon robe, her figure is excellent, it is reverie, and she wears a blue bird hairpin on her head, showing her identity.

Mei Saito said weakly, "Preliminary fusion! ”

Abe Zuoan said in a deep voice: "Among the three holy relics, only you blue bird can have the ability to control the sky for a short time, and Qin Yun's airship is only destroyed by you, Meiyi, can you bear to watch the people of Fusang die in this raging flame?" ”

"No...... No, Mei Yi will try! ”

"Very good, you will be practicing in this Divine Monarch Temple for the next few days!"

As soon as these words came out, the Magatama Divine Monarch seemed to realize something, the three holy relics of Fusang could be fused with each other, and each of the three of them could naturally maintain balance.

Even if the Yaqi Divine Monarch has been the Divine Monarch for the most time, the two of them are not afraid to join forces, if the Eight Qi Divine Monarch is allowed to seize one of the holy relics, then it will be dangerous for him to hook the Jade Divine Monarch.

"Zuo An-san, Yayi Shenjun has her own temple, and she also has Wu Zhu to help her practice, so there is no need!"

Mei Yi also said weakly: "Xie Baqi Shenjun is kind, Mei Yi cultivates by herself!" ”

Her voice was weak, faint as a mosquito, but with unmistakable determination!

Abe Zuoan smiled: "Okay, then I won't force it, ten days later, I will wait for the three of us to capture Qin Yun together!" ”

The two nodded.