"Boom!"

The Qiankun ruler the size of a small mountain bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and the deep, almost sky-shattering dull breath overwhelmed people. With a loud "boom", the Qiankun ruler infused by Li Qingming's half-layer mana suddenly smashed on the light curtain guarding the Yasukuni Shrine.

"Click!"

It was as if the sound of glass shattering resounded in the sky, and the white mist that was firmly enveloped above the Yasukuni Shrine was not as indestructible as imagined. The Qiankun ruler directly cracked the light mask, and all the Raushko ninjas, onmyoji, and so on hidden under the light mask were served in one pot.

The members of the seven groups outside the Yasukuni Shrine were dumbfounded. After a long time of bothering to attack himself and others, this Yasukuni Shrine was not even injured, not to mention that it was ridiculed by a bunch of dwarfs in vain. This is good, people just struck a blow, and the entire Yasukuni Shrine was completely wiped off the shijie. How violent this is!

Ling Ran waited for the Yuxu Sect to look at Li Qingming with fanatical enthusiasm. Xin said: "What a worthy ancestor!"

"Yaga!"

Just when everyone was still in shock, a crazy roar shot out from the Yasukuni Shrine, which had been turned into ruins.

Then everyone saw a dwarf man who looked obscene and was no more than five feet tall. Shooting out of the scorching magma: "You pigs dare to destroy my Yasukuni Shrine!

The people present were all disciples of the Huaxia Kingdom, and they were all bloody sons and daughters of Huaxia. I have always been haunted by the turbulent years of Little Japan's invasion of China, and at this time I heard the word "China". Anger rises from the heart, and evil is born to the side of the gall.

"You numb Japanese pig, you still dare to be arrogant! If you stay honestly in the magma, maybe you can escape your life! But it's better to come out, uncle, I haven't gotten angry yet, so I'll take you under the knife!" The bald head Ling Shan was full of fierce aura, the surging jade Halal Yuan was running wildly, and the mountain axe in his right hand was even more buzzing.

"Baga, die!" the obscene old man's eyes were full of blood, and he held a huge boomerang in his hand. Whirring. Tearing through the void, it shot straight towards Ling Mountain.

Although Ling Shan had just broken through to the realm of refining the void, he was a blessing in disguise due to that injury, and Li Qingming completely helped him stabilize the realm. See this boomerang coming from the show. Ling Shan Haha laughed heartily. He raised the great axe in his hand and greeted him.

"Quack!"

Just as Ling Shan's giant axe was about to slash at the boomerang. The obscene old man suddenly laughed. At the same time, the fingers in his hand flashed, and an illusory monster appeared in front of the obscene old man, becoming more and more condensed. I saw this monster with a bird's head and a dog's body. The ribs are biwinged, and the whole body is jet black. There is also a "quack" sound in the mouth, which is extremely ugly!

"Raven Tengu, give it to me! The soul of the person in front of you will be rewarded to you!" The obscene old man looked at Lingshan and the others with bloodthirsty eyes, as if he was looking at a plate of delicious delicacies.

"Quack!" the crow tengu flapped its two pitch-black wings and disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he had already reached Ling Shan's side.

At this time, Ling Shan was holding a giant axe and slashing the boomerang, unable to retract the momentum, where could he free his hand to defend. And Ling Ran and the other seven group members in the distance, although they had the heart to save each other, they were too far away to reach them at all.

The dark eyes of the crow tengu suddenly assured that there was a hint of joy in the cry of "quack". Opening his beak and thinking about Ling Shan's mind.

Everyone couldn't bear to look at it anymore and closed their eyes one after another. Li Qingming smiled slightly and waved his hand gently. The Qiankun ruler, which had not yet been recalled, appeared on top of Ling Shan's head in a whirlwind.

"Quack!"

A screeching sound woke up the crowd with their eyes closed. When everyone opened their eyes, they were dumbfounded. What's going on here, what the hell is going on?

I saw the crow tengu rolling frantically in the void, and the originally sharp beak of the bird somehow slanted to the side. The dog's body is constantly shaking, showing the world how painful it is.

Ling Shan looked at the crow tengu who was wailing in pain in a daze, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

It turned out that just when the crow tengu was about to peck through Ling Shan's heavenly spirit, Li Qingming's Qiankun ruler flew to the top of Ling Shan's head and firmly protected Ling Shan. This Qiankun ruler is at the level of an innate spiritual treasure, and it almost wants to break through to the innate treasure. How could a small fairy demon beast be shaken, so the crow tengu tragedy!

"Baga!" The obscene old man saw that his pet was injured, and he naturally flew into a rage. This crow tengu was carefully cultivated by this old man. Now, so easily injured in Li Qingming's hands, how can he not be angry?

looked at everyone with resentment, and the obscene old man was very ashamed. In the end, he gritted his teeth with hatred, mobilized the mana of his whole body, and howled up to the sky: "O great god of the Eight Miscellaneous Gods, your most humble servant begs you to come to this world to erase the danger and eliminate the danger for us!

"Boom!"

Thunder sounded in the clear sky, and a big hole suddenly opened in the sky above the Yasukuni Shrine, which had become a ruin. The endless Taiyin Qi in the sky surged, and a black mist drowned out, freezing cold, and the temperature of the whole Kyoto dropped quite a bit.

"Who is calling this god?"

A group of hideous and terrifying black snake heads poked out of the cracks in the sky. Through the narrow spatial cracks, you can vaguely see the blue sky and red flowers and green fields of Shijie.

The snake's head rolled with huge eyes, and suddenly saw the Yasukuni Shrine, which had turned into historical dust, and roared frantically: "Damn ants, who dares to destroy this Shinto Dojo?"

"Boom!"

With the serpent's rage, the monster finally crawled out of the spatial rift in the sky. What a monster this is!

A body as big as Mount Tai was the first to land, thousands of meters high up and down, and the left and right were even more unknown. Zhou's body was covered with terrifying scale armor as black as ink. What's even more terrifying is that this monster has eight snake heads on its body, each one more terrifying than the other, and each one is different in color. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple, and black, the same hideous horror!

The members of the seventh group sizzled and gasped, and several female team members even vomited in disgust.

"This, what the hell is this, so disgusting and terrifying?" Ling Ran's eyes widened, and he looked at the monster in front of him in disbelief.

"Venerable Eight Miscellaneous Great Gods, it is these pigs that have destroyed your dojo and slaughtered your people! You must kill them!" The obscene old man trembled all over, and looked at the so-called Eight Miscellaneous Great Gods almost flatteringly.

"Roar!" the black snake head poked out and devoured the obscene old man whole, "Damn ants, no one can command this god!"

At this moment, Wang Li, who is familiar with the mythology and history of Little Japan, slapped his thigh and said, "My grass, this guy is the Eight Miscellaneous Snake!" (To be continued.) )