Chapter 1063

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On Ye CuO's side, when he was facing the firepower of a legion alone, other parts of Japan also heard the wind.

Before the layout in various locations ready to snipe Ye CuO's forces, at this time all toward the gate of the flow of Yihe.

Located at the southernmost end of Kyushu Island, on an island above the deep sea, there is a sacred palace.

Here, we worship the spirit of the most outstanding great Yin Yang master of Japan, an-bei Qingming.

The name of Shenle holy palace sounds very grand, but the real building is very humble. It is a small shrine, and all the houses are made of wood.

On the top of the mountain in the center of the island, there are not many houses in total. The center is a slightly higher temple.

It's tall, but actually it's only compared with other buildings.

There is a very strange statue in the temple. The whole shape looks like a huge dinosaur, but it has seven or eight heads, each of which is like a devil.

The whole statue is carved from a kind of ebony, covered with a thin layer of black fog, which looks very strange.

Under the statue, on top of a very shabby futon, sat an old man with an old face and eyes that could not be opened. The skin of the whole person drooped down, and only a few white hair shivering in the wind were left on his head.

The old man knelt down devoutly on the futon. In front of him was a yellow pamphlet. He said something, but he was very vague. He couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Lord Shenle, it's not good!" A man in clogs came in quickly, looking extremely flustered.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, it is very strange that the old man's body, has been aging to the limit, but a pair of eyes opened, eyes bright as autumn, and even a bit good-looking, like a girl's eyes.

The eyes were icy, as obscure and deep as the abyss, so that people who saw them could not help being stunned for a few seconds.

"What's the matter?"

Knowing that his behavior was reckless, the man quickly saluted and said: "no, Mr. Shenle, miss Fazi didn't listen to the dissuasion and promised his majesty to go to the LiuZong gate of Yihe and snipe the Shenbang master of China."

"What?" The old man's bald eyebrows beat for a while, and slowly stretched out a hand that was as dry as a branch and covered with old man's spots, "didn't you stop it? Why don't you report earlier? Is Shenbang what she can deal with now? "

The man lowered his head, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and said: "well, how dare we say that miss Fazi is the only heir of the family..."

On the surface, Shenle holy palace is the property of Shenle family, but the demon God is the soul of an-bei Qingming, the most legendary great Yin Yang master in Japan.

The Shenle family has been following the descendants of an-bei Qingming for generations since the ancestor Shenle basi.

This old man, Shenle Zhenyi, is the leader of Shenle holy palace of this generation, and also the one who brought up Anbei Fazi.

When he was young, he fought with Ichiro Kitagawa and knew the power of Shenbang. Over the years, he has been sitting in this shabby Shenle holy palace before the ghosts and gods of an-bei Qingming, hoping to understand the true meaning of Yin-Yang and be promoted to Shenbang.

Recently, he has been vaguely aware that there is a sign of breakthrough. Unexpectedly, this kind of news came at this time.

In front of Shenle Zhenyi, a small light suddenly began to shake violently.

Shenlezhenyi looked at the candle and knew that he was in a mess and could not continue to practice.

He looked up with a sigh and said, "how is the young lady now?"

"This..." the man lowered his head, trembled for a long time, and suddenly shed tears.

Shenle Zhenyi sighed slowly, stood up and walked to the statue of ghosts and gods, kowtowed a few heads slowly, and said: "the sinner Shenle Zhenyi failed to live up to Mr. Qingming, failed to live up to the family of an ~ Bei, failed to keep the last trace of blood for Mr. Qingming, I am guilty."

Shenle Zhenyi's words made the man cry out.

Shenyuezhenyi, with a plain face, kowtowed his head and said to the man, "what kind of person is that Chinese Shenbang?"

The man hurriedly took out several photos from his arms and handed them to Shenle Zhenyi.

Shenle Zhenyi took the photo, looked at it, and couldn't help sighing: "it's too young. God blesses China but doesn't help Fusang. If there is this man in Japan, who won't bow his head in a hundred years?"

With that, Shenle Zhenyi threw away the photo and said to the man, "go out, take all the people in the holy palace and leave here at once. Remember, you can't live late. "

The man looked at Shenle Zhenyi in horror and said in a loud voice: "master, don't! You are our last hope. You can't... "

"Let's go." Shenle really waved one by one, and the man felt as if he was flying through the clouds and driving through the fog, and came to the door.

He was frightened and hesitated for a long time, but he still felt that his life was important. He quickly turned around and ran to the place where other people lived in the holy palace, informing everyone to leave quickly.

In the holy palace, Shenle Zhenyi slowly walked to the statue of ghosts and gods, twisted a thread of incense, lit it, knelt down slowly in front of ghosts and gods, murmured to himself, still reciting something.

The Yellow pamphlet in front of him suddenly started to burn automatically, and in a flash, it started a raging fire.

The whole holy palace was made of wood, and it was seriously aged. At this time, it caught fire and burned instantly.

At the beginning, the statue of ghosts and gods was plain. When the flame spread to the statue, the black smoke wrapped outside suddenly twisted.

The black smoke gradually formed an evil god similar to the statue, with seven or eight heads, each like the head of a dinosaur, all black scales, looking at Shenle Zhenyi with open teeth and claws.

"What generation of Shishen do you dare to destroy my real body?" The roar of the demon God appeared directly in Shenle Zhenyi's head. His huge mental power was like a vast ocean. Shenle Zhenyi's brain was aching and tottering.

The piety on his face did not change at all. He kowtowed to the demon three times and said, "Lord Qingming, your last blood has been obliterated by a Chinese. Please give me the supreme power and glory to kill the murderer. "

Although the demon God was a few strange heads, he could see that he was thinking. After a few seconds, he roared angrily: "my last blood is really gone! Damn it! Damn it

The shrine, which was already crumbling, collapsed in the roar.

The servants of the holy palace, who fled down the mountain, watched the fire on the top of the mountain and the roar of shaking the sky. They were too scared to run away.

Only the man, turning his head, saw a black demon God, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

The man seemed to be able to hear the friction between the teeth and the bone when chewing the bone. He was so creepy that he felt the blood was cold.

And the demon God, in the fire, gradually turned into the appearance of Shenle Zhenyi, slowly raised his hand, and the natural laws around seemed to reflect with him.

"Shenbang... I finally did it. Even if I can only use it once, it's enough." As soon as shenlezhen raised his head and stamped his feet, the mountain under his feet split a big hole in an instant, just like an earthquake.

Shenle Zhenyi, like a shell, flies to the direction of Yihe LiuZong gate.