"Hmph, with your little deeds, you dare to come to the empire to commit murder?" A cold voice suddenly sounded behind Lu Fei.

Lu Fei turned his head a little weakly, and then he saw a gray-haired old man walking towards him step by step with a small quaint mirror in his hand.

The golden light that had just shone on himself and forced back the will of the Martial God seemed to burst out from this quaint little mirror.

"The Mirror of Yachi!"

Lu Fei suddenly heard someone exclaim, and then saw the surrounding onmyoji, and knelt down in front of the old man with a "plop", his eyes were full of enthusiasm and shouted: "Meet the high priest of Tajima!"

Even the middle-aged man who seemed to have a high status in the Shinto Society just now bowed deeply to the old man at this moment, and shouted respectfully: "Lord Priest!"

"Mirror of Yaga, Priest?" Lu Fei's eyes flashed with suspicion at first, and then his eyes suddenly widened: "Could it be that he is actually the high priest of Ise Shrine!"

According to the information that Lu Fei had before, in addition to the two major forces of the Ninja Village and the Shinto Society, there are also three more mysterious shrines in the island country, each of which is in charge of the three major artifacts of the island country. One of them is Ise Jingu, which is known as the ancestor of the shrine, and has been in possession for generations, and it is said that it is the mirror of Yagaku, which is said to have bathed in the spiritual light of Amaterasu!

"No, what just swept me was actually the Mirror of the Eight Pillars, one of the three major artifacts of the island country?" Lu Fei couldn't help but be a little stunned, and at the same time suddenly felt in his heart, if this is the case, then it is not difficult to explain why the Maoshan Divine Fighting Technique suddenly failed!

"Take him away!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly exchanged a few words with the white-haired old man, and after getting the old man's approval, he saw the middle-aged man waving his hand to his subordinates with a gloomy face.

"Yes!"

The two subordinates quickly responded, and then flew towards the landing.

"Damn! If you die, you will die, even if you die, Lao Tzu will destroy this bullshit Yasukuni Shrine!"

Suddenly, an unprecedented madness flashed in Lu Fei's eyes, and his face was hideous, and then he saw him raise his right hand high!

"Not good!" the middle-aged man's face changed drastically: "Stop!"

The white-haired old man was also taken aback, it seemed that even he didn't expect that Lu Fei would dare to resist stubbornly under such a disadvantaged situation. I subconsciously prepared to sacrifice the Mirror of Eight Clans again, but it was too late!

At the same time that Lu Fei's right hand was raised high, millions of ghosts suddenly flew out of his right hand, and a pitch-black yin wind blew in the entire Yasukuni Shrine, and the yin wind roared angrily, and millions of ghosts crashed into the Yasukuni Shrine like moths to a fire!

With a loud bang, the Yasukuni Shrine, which has a history of more than 100 years, collapsed violently, and countless clouds of smoke and dust were inflamed, announcing the end of an era and a crime at the same time.

"Bastard!"

The white-haired old man was so angry that he went crazy, and the Mirror of Eight Men was finally sacrificed, carrying a world-destroying anger that directly shone on Lu Fei.

"Ahh

In an instant, Lu Fei felt as if he had fallen into a pot of oil, and under the illumination of the Eight Mirrors, his flesh and blood seemed to be being melted inch by inch, and the pain was absolutely understandable.

"Are you going to die?"

In the pain, a flash of despair flashed in Lu Fei's eyes, and in this moment, Lu Fei thought a lot. Xiaoxiao's cute and cute appearance immediately appeared in his mind, followed by the white-haired parents, the brutal and spicy Zhang Luhan, and the obscene pure yin master......

"No! I can't die yet!"

Suddenly, a hysterical roar sounded in the depths of Lu Fei's mind: "I haven't seen Xiaoxiao return to human form! I haven't done my filial piety to my parents yet! I haven't had time to repay Master's teaching, I ......."

Suddenly, a breath of destruction rose from Lu Fei's body, and the pitch-black true qi that had been dormant also rioted at this moment, rushing out of Lu Fei's body one after another, and began to compete with the light of destruction of the Mirror of Eight Gates!

"Hmph! Dare to destroy the Imperial Shrine! Even if the gods come, they can't save you!"

The white-haired old man snorted angrily, and urged the mirror of the Eight Clans even harder!

Buzz –

The light of destruction projected by the Mirror of Eight Horses suddenly gained the absolute upper hand, and in an instant, the pitch-black true qi on Lu Fei's body surface was defeated and retreated!

Soon, the light of destruction completely invaded Lu Fei's body and stabbed directly at Lu Fei's dantian, once the dantian was broken, even the immortals really couldn't save him.

Laugh at!

The light of destruction was unstoppable, and it easily broke through the defense line of Lu Fei's cyclone and went straight to the dantian, and the white mist suspended in the cyclone in Lu Fei's body was suddenly dissolved into nothingness by the light of destruction.

"Click-"

Faintly, a crisp cracking sound sounded in Lu Fei's body.

Is Lu Fei's dantian broken?

No!

It's that the Jindan period barrier that has been plaguing Lu Fei has been broken!

Suddenly, Lu Fei's aura continued to rise, and for a moment, he actually got rid of the invasion of the light of destruction, and his whole person suddenly stood up from the ground, and the first thing he said when he stood up was: "Zhang Bin! You bastard! I'll fuck your uncle!"

At the moment when the Jindan stage barrier was broken, Lu Fei suddenly figured out a lot of things.

It stands to reason that with his cultivation speed, he should have broken through the Jindan stage a long time ago. However, when he was cultivating before, whenever he came to the door, he always felt that something was hindering him and preventing him from furthering his cultivation.

Before, Lu Fei had always thought that his own accumulation was not enough, but now Lu Fei understood that it was not his own accumulation that was not enough, but the trace of white mist in his cyclone blocking him!

And this trace of white mist only appeared after Lu Fei met Zhang Bin for the first time and shook hands with him!

When Lu Fei and Zhang Bin shook hands, they felt weird, and they always felt that something had gotten into their bodies!

Now he understands that it was the trace of white mist that got into his body at the beginning, Zhang Bin, a bastard, assassinated himself like this when they met for the first time!

If it weren't for the light of destruction of the Mirror of Eight Mountains, which evaporated that trace of white mist in one fell swoop, Lu Fei probably wouldn't have been able to break through the Jindan Stage in his life!

Speaking of which, Lu Fei still has to thank this white-bearded old man, if he hadn't taken the Mirror of Eight Horses and made a move on his body, completely driving away the white mist in his dantian cyclone, he would probably have lost his life with Jin Dan!

Of course, Lu Fei should actually be "thanked" to Zhang Bin, because of Zhang Bin's bad intentions, Lu Fei suddenly had an extra talisman to deal with the white-haired old man and even all the island people present!

"Haha-"

In the light of destruction, Lu Fei couldn't help laughing, laughing so much that tears flowed down his eyes.

Is this the will of heaven in the dark? Lu Fei really didn't expect that he would be able to survive in a desperate situation, and suddenly change from passive to active.

"What is he laughing at?"

Not far away, the white-haired old man who was still urging the mirror of the Eight Clans couldn't help frowning, he really couldn't figure it out, how could Lu Fei still laugh at this time?

Could it be that he naively thought that after breaking through the Jindan Period, he would be the opponent holding the Mirror of the Eight Mountains? This is too naïve, right?

"Let me go to hell!"

Lu Fei screamed hideously, the strength of the Golden Pill Stage was fully revealed, and if he didn't suppress the three strands of true qi in his body, he violently urged the true qi to rush towards the sky above his head!

Boom - Because of Lu Fei's provocation, the thunder tribulation came ahead of schedule.

With a bang, a huge thunderbolt of colorful thunder and lightning fell from the sky!

Lu Fei had never felt that the thunder and lightning were so beautiful, and at this moment he was so looking forward to his thunder tribulation, the stronger the better, to kill these bastards!

"What!"

The sudden arrival of the thunderstorm instantly stunned everyone, and it was such a moment of stunned that they lost their last time to escape.

"Ahh

The first to bear the brunt were the white-haired old man and the middle-aged man closest to Lu Fei, the moment the thunder tribulation came, the distance between these two people and Lu Fei was only five meters, and they happened to be in the center of the thunder tribulation.

"Ahh

The screams suddenly sounded, and the middle-aged man was split into a charred black ball on the spot, fell to the ground, and fell unconscious.

The white-haired old man was even more down, because at the moment when the thunder tribulation came, he was urging the mirror of the eight clans hard, which was undoubtedly regarded as a provocation by the thunder tribulation, and more than sixty percent of the thunder and lightning power was poured on him.

Bang Dang!

The Mirror of Eight Horses in the white-haired old man's hand fell to the ground, instantly becoming dim, and he himself was directly chopped by the thunder tribulation and coughed up blood, and his steps were frivolous.

is worthy of being the high priest of Ise Jingu, and his strength is really amazing, even if he has endured nearly sixty percent of the power of the thunder tribulation, he still resists it!!