Chapter 1323

Wow, the sword in Wang Yong's hand is flowing like water. If you look at it carefully, you can see thousands of grains of Shensui sand moving in order, making the shape of the sword.

And between these gravels, there seems to be an invisible thing that plays the role of bonding, condensing these Shensui sands together.

Brush, Wang Yong wrist a shake, this God marrow sand sword cut off the shackles of Wang Yong's body all the air silk thread, help Wang Yong restore freedom.

Wang Yong said "go" softly. The Shensui sand sword suddenly flew up and plunged into the scabbard held by the sword slave.

Now, this scabbard without a sword finally has a real sword.

"This is the God's pith sand that we have accumulated for decades since we were born! Why is it all in his hands? " An old deity, who was born and lived, lost his voice when he saw this scene.

Earlier, Duran said that when the U.S. military was cleaning up Shinto, it was once told that there was a rumor that a large amount of Shensui sand was hidden in a shrine in the East.

Now it is finally confirmed that it was originally hidden in the hall where misheng lived.

However, the treasures of misheng from generation to generation finally made a wedding dress for Wang Yong and helped Wang Yong to cast a god pith sword that he could do whatever he wanted.

The sword made of Shensui sand naturally inherits the characteristics of Shensui gold and can make various movements with the master's mind.

With one move, the Shensui sword, which was put into the scabbard, flew into Wang Yong's hands with the scabbard.

It's like a flying sword in the hands of an immortal.

Wang Yong's palm was on the scabbard. He could feel that the scabbard had already blended with Shensui sword.

In fact, it's not only Shensui sand that makes up this Shensui sword, but also a sword Qi hidden in the scabbard.

This sword spirit is invisible to ordinary people. Wang Yong suddenly saw its existence after he broke away from the sea world.

It was this sword Qi that attracted Shensui sand to break through the hall and penetrated Zheng Rong's body.

It can be said that the sword Qi is the soul, and the Shensui sand is the body.

Zheng Rong's body is still dissolving, but the speed has slowed down a lot. It seems that the person who occupies this body is deliberately trying to hold on, trying to see something clearly.

All of a sudden, Zheng Rong has become a little fuzzy face a shock.

"Have you learned the magic power? How could it be

This remark, even kneeling on the ground a few mediocre out of the old God is full of fear in the eyes.

Wang Yong, holding a long sword, stood still and said, "thank you. If you hadn't completely broken my heart pill, I would not have been able to understand the essence of magic power."

Wang Yong said, holding his hand toward the void in front of him, he saw the air flowing like boiling sea water.

But Zheng Rong's magic skill -- boiling sea!

"The so-called supernatural power is to use its own power to arouse the resonance of natural forces, similar to the resonance in physics. And this resonance point is the key. Every muscle and pore in human body should be able to retract freely and adjust to the frequency that can cause resonance at any time.

Although DanJin has improved the explosive power of human beings, it is still unable to satisfy this point. Only by dispersing DanJin into the whole body, can the 360 acupoints and 36 thousand pores of the human body possess DanJin's power.

And you just broke my heart pill, and the power of breaking it into my body made me understand the key point at once.

Do you think I want to thank you? "

Wang Yong looks at Zheng Rong with a smile.

Zheng Rong's face gradually disappeared, and there was a blue light in his eyes.

"Good! very nice! I really underestimate you! But it's naive of you to think that you can compete with me! The real me is beyond your imagination

"I'm not interested in the whine of a defeated dog. I'm almost on my way." Wang Yong's hand moved, and the boiling air immediately covered Zheng Rong's skull.

With the sound of firecrackers, Zheng Rong's skull broke into powder.

But in the empty sky, a little boy with blond hair appeared, and an incredible exclamation: "it's you! So you are the key he left

Wang Yong frowned. He just wanted to know what he meant, but he saw the golden boy's image disappear.

"Is this man a little boy? Impossible. He claims to be immortal. He should have been an old monster for a long time. It's just, why do I feel familiar with this little boy? " Wang Yong murmured.

Hu, the night wind blowing, Zheng Rong broken into powder body blowing all over the sky, everywhere.

Zheng Rong, who is delusional of resurrection, failed to resurrect. And even the whole body could not be saved, but also died in a foreign country.

I have to say that this is retribution.

Wang Yong took a look at the sword slave who was in a state of lost soul. He stepped forward and pressed his right hand on the sword slave's eyebrow.

Boom!

Just like the Buddha in this world, a powerful spiritual force suddenly poured into the sword slave's eyebrows.

The sword slave's blank eyes were clear again, and the scattered spirits were restored as before.

"Young master!" Cried the slave.

Then the sword slave's eyes turned and saw the Shensui sword in Wang Yong's hand.

"Young master, you have found it at last!"

Wang Yong nodded: "before I wronged you, there was a sword in it."

With that, Wang Yong's heart moved. With a sound of Kailang, Shensui sword flew out of the scabbard and flew to the three old clergymen who were kneeling on the ground.

Zheng Rong is dead. Although the remaining three old magistrates have good fighting power, they are no match for Wang Yong, who has already penetrated the mystery of the supernatural power.

Shensui sword is like a golden thread. When it comes to the three old God officials, it suddenly splits up. A big sword becomes three small swords, and each small sword hovers in the brow of an old God official.

As long as Wang Yong gives orders, the sword will penetrate the heads of the three old gods.

The three old magistrates trembled and their eyes were full of fear.

The power that they thought only gods could control was now controlled by Wang Yong.

How can they not be afraid?

"When the new God comes, will the era of God come again?" Presided over the Ma palace field battle where Zheng Rong came, trembling.

The age of shendai is the age of oriental ancient mythology. At that time, there were many Oriental gods everywhere. The saying of eight million gods began from that time.

But Ma Gongye thinks that Wang Yong is also possessed by some deity.

Wang Yong snorted coldly: "I am not your God, and I disdain to be your God! As long as you cooperate with me, I may consider sparing your life. If you don't cooperate, your God will come to an end! "

Wang Yong pointed to Zheng Rong's bones, which had been broken into powder.

Cold sweat appeared on the foreheads of the three deities.

"Please tell me, as long as we know, we will know everything!" The three old magistrates have lived so long that they cherish their lives more than anyone else. At this time, no one dares to have the idea of resistance, all bow to the ground, the road.

"Who is the essence of this spirit? Where is it? "

Three old gods shook their heads one after another: "we know nothing about the kingdom of gods. It should be between you. "

Wang Yong examined the three old deities. Although Wang Yong can not be regarded as the warrior of the supernatural realm, he has already touched the mystery of the supernatural realm. No one has a secret in front of him. As long as he lies, Wang Yong can see through without judging by his expression or action.

These three people did not lie. They really knew nothing about Zheng Rong's real body.

It seems that the idea of knowing the answer from them has failed.

"Another question, what is the relationship between the Zheng family and you?"

Ma Gongye raised his head: "five years ago, the Zheng family joined our Shinto line, since then we began to exchange interests. The Zheng family is responsible for helping Toyo to obtain some confidential information of China, while we pay enough remuneration to the Zheng family, and we also provide killer services to the Zheng family. The specific transaction records are all recorded. If you want to see them, I can give them to you now. "

"Here you are." Wang Yong nodded.

Ma Miyano turned and walked into the hall. He took out a book from a secret space in the hall.

Then give it to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong casually opened his eyes and saw that all the records in it were the casual transactions between the Zheng family and the Oriental Shinto.

Time, place, people, the evidence is solid.

If you have this thing in hand, just follow it. You don't need to check all of them. Just a few of them will be enough to make the Zheng family die.

Even if the Zheng family has gone too far in China, with the credit of the Zheng family in the past, the domestic bigwigs can tolerate it. But it's a violation of the bottom line.

Even the eldest man who was closest to the Zheng family did not dare to risk the world's great injustice to protect the Zheng family.

The Zheng family has been basically declared dead.

Zheng Rong, the initiator of the Burmese border incident, has been annihilated, and the Zheng family behind the scenes is on the way to extinction.

This matter that has been lingering in Wang Yong's mind for a long time can finally be put down for the time being.

Wang Yong gave the book to the JianNu for safekeeping, and his eyes slowly swept over the three old deities, such as Ma Gongye.

These three people are the remaining evils of living in the world, so it's not good to let them stay in the world.

But Wang Yong also said that as long as they cooperate, Wang Yong will not kill them.

"Now that you three have chosen the path of Shinto, read from the blue lamp, and completely convert to the gods in your heart."

As Wang Yong's words fell, three swords flew up and pierced into the three men's elixir fields.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff.

Since then, they can only honestly stay in this ancient shrine and read scriptures.

With the number of people they have offended, if they dare to take a step here, they will end up in a different situation.

Ma Gong Yesan's face flashed a touch of anger at the same time, but then he sighed and admitted his life.

Skill is inferior to others. What else can we do except admit one's fate?

As for the dream of reviving the Oriental Shinto, it will never come true in this life.

"Come on, get out of here." With one move, Wang Yong gathered three small swords into a big sword and put them into the scabbard.

Wang Yong goes down the mountain with JianNu and Xiangduo.

When we set foot on the monster street again, all the spirits in the street were silent.

Not only because of Wang Yong's terror, but also because since ancient times, there has never been a man who went up the mountain and left alive.

Wang Yong left alive, doesn't it mean that those people on the mountain were defeated?

The whole street is quiet, only the tea shop owner Fu mourning God, a "pressure on the treasure" proud look, gallantly advised Wang Yong three people into the shop to have a cup of tea.

This guarantee is real tea.