Chapter 773

In the summer, the breeze passed by with a trace of coolness. It was said that it was a shrine. It was too huge to complain, evil and dead.

"Brother Xuan, there's something you should pay attention to."

"Huh? What, you say?" When Yang Xuan was ready to go in, red queen spoke.

"This is the ~~~ Yasukuni Shrine!"

"What?" Yang Xuan immediately contracted his pupils. Well, this place has long been unpleasant in the main world. Unexpectedly, there is this place in this world.

"Hum ~ ~ ~ it seems that it can't be done well today." Yang Xuan grinned and walked in angrily.

An ancient and simple building, with white cloth strips printed with unknown patterns everywhere Son, if you don't say it, you think there are dead people here.

"Come out. I can smell your disgusting smell a few kilometers away." Don't go in, just stand outside the building, Yang Xuan said softly inside.

The sound is very light, but the power of sound wave pierces a hole in the thick negative energy like liquid and transmits the sound directly to it.

In just a few seconds, all the negative energy in the Yasukuni Shrine seemed like a riot, and it was boiling.

"Click, click ~ ~ ~" a man about three meters tall wearing neon ancient armor came out of the building.

"The Chinaman * *?" The armor man raised Yang Xuan's fire with a word.

"Even Japanese people dare to be arrogant. This world is not where you stay."

"Unbridled, I am Susa Yukio, and I am still guarding this. If you are a neon country, I can still give you a life. I didn't expect you to be a ChinaAn. Ha ha ha ha, for a long time, I didn't hear the screams of the people of the Shah, and I missed it. * * * *. Xuzuo's man not only stimulated Yang Xuan's nerves, but even laughed wildly in the end.

Yang Xuan's face was livid and didn't talk much nonsense. He rushed towards xuzuo's man. As a ghost and God, xuzuo's reflection ability is certainly not comparable to ordinary people.

[draw a knife and cut]

Between the lightning and flint, the sharp samurai sword condensed with Yin Qi cleaved at Yang Xuan's head.

[turn around] with a bang, the samurai sword was smashed by Yang Xuan's elbow.

In a few moments, the two had fought several times. Yang Xuan didn't use his full strength or gasp. He stared at xuzuo's man

It's creepy.

On the contrary, the armor on the man with Suso has been beaten into trouser pockets, and even the armor on his body has disappeared.

Pinched the wrist, "the Chinaman is good enough, but you * * t be too naive. This is my main battlefield." With a big mouth, Suso's man instantly sucked all the Yin Qi in the Yasukuni Shrine, and the armor gradually changed from thin to thick, like plate armor.

The body shape is rapidly raised, and the Yin Qi condenses, gradually giving birth to a texture of the human body.

At this time, the corners of Yang Xuan's mouth rose and finally found it.

"There is a dead mouse in your waist, pretending to be a hunter, ah ~ ~ ~ ghosts, monsters, demons and ghosts, never surpass life, sleepy!!!"

With Yang Xuan's spell, a huge golden net went towards xuzuo's man's mask.

"Hum, you look good. It depends on how I break your Dharma array [draw a knife and cut, three times in a row]" I saw a knife light several meters long, followed by three small knife lights, quickly cutting towards the big net sent by Yang Xuan.

Just when it was about to meet the big net, the four knives combined into a "Pooh" sound and hit the net heavily. Unfortunately, the big net was not damaged at all. On the contrary, the knife light was corroded by the big net.

When suzuo's man thought of another move, the big net had rolled him firmly.

"Master, spare your life. I dare not. I, I'm just a type God."

"Hum, do you want to live or die?"

"I want to live, I want to live, ~ ~ master, neon country is an idiot, there is nothing serious. If China ~ ~ * * cough, if what Chinese people want to attack, it will destroy neon country in minutes." Suzuo, who was suppressed by the golden net, kowtowed his head and said what he was cheap.

It's so humble.

"Hahaha, well said, don't worry, I'll let you live, Sanmao Zhenjun, Wanlian Youming, Ning."

"Ah ~ ~ ~! You, you don't promise."

The man who was directly trapped by the big net struggled hard, and a pig like cry was sent out in his mouth. He was only four or five meters tall and was slowly compressed to the size of a marble.

Yang Xuan picked up the marble and an idea gradually took shape. He walked into the shrine and saw some class a war criminals invading China enshrined in the center of the hall.

The walls are densely covered with

A picture of a war criminal and a memorial tablet.

It's simple to do this directly, but there's no technical difficulty. Yang Xuan buried the marbles in the soil under the supply table. The supporting man of this rubbish must be condensed from the resentment here, so there will be the memory of these war criminals.

Yang Xuan looked coldly. There was almost a soul living in each spiritual niche.

The marble buried in the soil instantly separated hundreds of thin lines, one after another chaining all the holy places present.

Yang Xuan's fingers were deep, and a mass of golden energy condensed on his fingers. He began to depict it on the ground where the marbles were buried.

This is a less complicated array, which is not recorded, but a poisonous array reversed by Yang Xuan according to some worship arrays.

In a short time, the array has been engraved "tut tut Tut, suzuo man, you just chose the wrong one, you should choose the dead end. In this way, you will hang up at most. Now ~ ~ ~ ha ha ha ha."

"You don't keep your word. What's the matter with the boundary on me and why do I have a feeling of palpitation."

"Hey, hey, hey ~ ~ you can't talk nonsense. Don't think you're a ghost or God. You can falsely accuse others. I didn't kill you. I just made a small array on you. In the future, as long as someone comes to worship, even if you count in, the souls of hundreds of war criminals present will hurt like being stabbed by a needle and burned by fire. I heard that monks come to worship every day."

Ha ha ha ~ ~ ~ Yang Xuan walked out of the Yasukuni shrine with a smile despite the roar of xuzuo's man.

As long as this array exists, all souls here will be tortured forever, which is more enjoyable than directly destroying the shrine.

"The system, how to say? In this way, is it clean?"

"Yes, but it's not very clean."

"It's all right. The purpose of cleaning up these miscellaneous fish is not to be afraid of colluding with reincarnation. The heaven plane here is also afraid of death. Besides, the array I arranged is also equipped with anti-theft devices. God bless no one to dismantle it. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me to be blown up."

In the whole person, the threshold of Yang Xuan is more and more refined.

After casually putting down a few liquid terminators, Yang Xuan found the original Internet cafe. It's so simple. If he doesn't go back, it won't take long for all to be done. Such existence is irresistible to ordinary people, but for Yang Xuan, this kind of goods can be destroyed by turning his hand.