When Ge Tianming heard this, his breathing began to become heavier, and his teeth choked.

He did not expect that the culprit that caused a tragedy was himself.

If I hadn't had I woken up that night and met Taro Miyamoto, it might have been a different situation.

Ge Tianming did not respond, and Taro Miyamoto continued, "Actually, when you appeared at Kasugata, I knew that the person from Takesuke Nakagawa was you. At that time, I wanted to kill you, it was easy, except for thinking about it.

In addition to the threat to me, you have another intention... I feel a little guilty about the incident that happened back then. After all, your father Ge Yun treated me well and always treated me as a friend.

But I really want to get the book from your Ge family. It is useless to stay in your Ge family. There is no one who has broken through to the fairyland for dozens of generations. The highest is nothing more than the earth immortal, such a good one.

Things must be handed over to the right person, for example, I, look... Am I the one who deserves this book the most? Your ancestors are really a savage god, and they actually left behind such an supreme secret method.

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"Ge Tianming, until now, I can still control your life and death. In my eyes, you are all like ants. Now I can give you a chance to survive, but the Chinese people you brought,

I must die! I am the Supreme Immortal, the Supreme Immortal of the Great Japanese Empire. I will definitely not allow Chinese practitioners to show off their power on the ground in Japan, and they are in such a sacred place as the Yasukuni Divine Toilet!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Grandpas, I'll send you on the way!" Li Zejian was the first to stand out, and the divine sword hanging above his head chased the soul, flew straight towards Taro Miyamoto like a lightning shot.

The magic sword chasing the soul with a crisp sound, and it was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it arrived next to Taro Miyamoto, but stopped less than three centimeters from Taro Miyamoto's eyes.

The divine sword trembled continuously, Li Zejian's face turned red, and with enough strength, the divine sword chasing the soul could not move forward any further.

Regarding the terrifying divine sword chasing the soul, Taro Miyamoto said disdainfully: "Swords are good swords, but people are a little too useless."

Then, no matter how Taro Miyamoto did, he just let out a cold snort from his nose, the Divine Sword chased the soul and flew backward towards Li Zejian with a more terrifying force.

This power is dozens of times more terrifying than the few tricks Li Zejian fought out.

That's fast and really looks like a popular one.

Li Zejian was stunned there and had no chance to dodge.

Seeing that the general was about to pierce Li Zejian, the purple gold bowl came into the air and blocked Li Zejian, making an extremely harsh sound. The purple gold bowl was beaten to death by the gods chasing their souls.

He went very far and directly hit the isolation magic array arranged by Li Banxian.

The entire space shook violently, and it felt like the magic array was about to be destroyed.

Damn, what kind of terrifying force is this?

Monk Hua flashed and blocked Li Zejian's front with a solemn look on his face.

Cold sweat suddenly appeared on Li Zejian's body. At that moment, he really felt like he was going to die.

Monk Hua stretched out his hand and greeted the purple gold bowl again, then sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Amitabha, although he is already a superior immortal, he is also a demon immortal. I advise you to put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!" Monk Hua sang the Buddha's name, with a solemn appearance on his face.

"You big monk are a bit interesting. You are reincarnated, right?" Taro Miyamoto looked at the old flower and said.

The monk Hua did not say anything, closed his hands, closed his eyes, and began to recite the scriptures in his mouth: "When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty, and he survived all sufferings, and the relics were not in color.

Different emptiness, emptiness is not different form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this..."

As the sound of monk Hua chanting scriptures sounded, a golden halo began to flash around him.

The sound was very small at the beginning. As the sound of monk Hua kept reciting, the sound became louder and louder. At the beginning, he recited the scriptures alone, and then it seemed like more than a dozen people recited them, and then more than a hundred people followed.

... Thousands of magnificent and solemn sounds of chanting Buddhist scriptures floating over the entire Jingguo divine toilet.

Everyone was cheered up, feeling detached in their hearts, and fearing life and death.

However, the scriptures of Monk Hua play a certain role in the Chinese group of practitioners. They not only make their minds stronger, but also improve their cultivation.

But it is another feeling to those who acted on Miyamoto Taro and Ishikimizu Hachimangu.

The sound of monk Hua chanting scriptures made them irritable, confused, and some of them had low cultivation. They felt at a loss and were chilling.

Even Taro Miyamoto felt a little irritated when he heard the sound of Monk Hua chanting scriptures.

Obviously he was very disgusted with chanting scriptures.

The method used by Monk Hua was the Wanfo Chaozong, which was extremely powerful. He hadn't seen him use such profound methods for a long time.

This method greatly boosted the morale of the practitioners in China. The elders of the Punishment Hall narrowed their eyes and directed the old people in the Punishment Hall: "Go with me!"

The elder of the Conviction Hall basically didn't take action just now, but now he pulled out the magic sword and headed straight for Taro Miyamoto.

More than a dozen ascetic monks could not hold back, and with the elder of the execution hall, they rushed over again.

Taro Miyamoto stood there motionless, his tattered clothes waving in the wind, and his face was filled with a mysterious smile.

Zhong Jinliang was asking for the spiritual consciousness of his ancestor Zhong Kui, and Bai Zhan was urging the Fire Essence Red Dragon Sword.

A month ago, the couple used their swords to move at the same time. The couple joined forces and were the most powerful.

On the other side, Zhang Yihan had already jumped to the roof and planned to activate the Demon-Subduing Sword Formation.

While urging the ancient demon's demonic energy, Ge Yu was still using the Xuanmen God's striking technique.

It doesn't work to activate the demonic energy anymore. At this moment, I can only rely on being able to invite the most powerful figure from the Xuanmen Sect to come, and maybe I can fight with the immortal for a while.

Everyone is spared no effort to try to release their big moves.

The dozen monks approached quickly, and two were about to approach Taro Miyamoto within ten meters. When the sword in his hand was about to be swung out, Taro Miyamoto took action again and raised his hand gently.

Then he waved a palm wind, and the palm wind was like a knife, destroying withered and rotten. Bai Zhan saw this scene and was so scared that he trembled all over.
Chapter completed!