Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 268 War

Ever since we arrived in the valley, we could clearly feel that the whole day had changed over the weekend.

Different from the calm before the undercurrent surged before, a chaotic storm is sweeping across the land.

The dwarfs of the Japanese island nation may have revealed their ugly faces.

I was walking down the mountain on the weekend, thinking back on the information I learned with a grim look on my face.

"Sure enough, because of the Qing Dynasty, not only the country's strength has reached a historical low, but also the strength of the spiritual world has reached a historical freezing point." Weekend thought with a frown.

The pinnacle of power in this world, the existence known as Heavenly Masters in the land of China, there are only two rare ones.

Moreover, during the Eight-Nation Alliance, in order to completely ruin the fate of the Qing Dynasty, they chose to turn a blind eye.

Of course, this is only one reason. The weakening of national power makes them need to consider the consequences of direct killing.

This choice caused the two heavenly masters to suffer backlash, and they have been recovering from their injuries over the years.

Therefore, although the Celestial Masters of China are the most systematic, comprehensive and professional Celestial Masters.

In the highest realm, he can often compete with the strongest people in most countries one against three, but he has been unable to come out of seclusion due to the reason of recovering from his injuries.

This made the spiritual practice community in the Japanese island country become more and more arrogant.

As a former subordinate country of China, it is also one of the few countries in the world that has the highest level of cultivation system.

Although their highest state is relatively weak and incomplete, the highest state is the highest state, which is stronger than the second state of Yuanshen Zhenren.

Moreover, the island country of Japan has reached the highest peak of strength in history for the first time, with three cultivators of the highest level.

If the two heavenly masters were not injured, it would be easy to deal with Japan.

One guards the home to prevent invasion by neighboring countries.

The other one has the ability to overthrow the Japanese spiritual community and let them recuperate for at least 20 years.

If you pay a certain price, you may even kill a cultivator of the highest level in Japan.

Unfortunately, the two heavenly masters were injured.

This is also the origin of this ceremony.

It turns out that the injuries of the two Heavenly Masters cannot be healed in a short time, so a new Heavenly Master will be created.

This kind of thing that is a fantasy in other cultivation worlds is not impossible in the Chinese cultivation world with thousands of years of accumulation.

"Senior Xuanyang will need at least three to five years to become a Heavenly Master. This period of time is probably the most difficult."

There was a fierce glint in Weekend's eyes. As for the intruder, Weekend didn't care about going on a killing spree.

And it’s time for the White Bones Hyakki Banner, which has never been fully developed, to show itself.

"However, the regulations in the cultivation world are really restrictive." Weekend rubbed his eyebrows and thought in his mind.

For practitioners, they cannot take the initiative to kill ordinary people, especially those on a large scale.

Therefore, the main goal of the spiritual practice community is to target the spiritual practice community of Japan.

Thinking of this on weekends, he jumped up, turned into a sword light, and flew into the distance.

The war has already started, and those little dwarfs from the Japanese island country have been invading for two years.

Because of the ceremony, the entire China has lost 1/5 of its most elite young monks.

Even so, it is still stronger than Japan in terms of mid-level practitioners.

However, the vast land area requires enough personnel to be left behind, making it impossible to concentrate efforts.

Coupled with the eager eyes of other neighboring countries and the great powers, both the spiritual community and the government are in a state of suppression.

But it's different now.

…

In a small village, plumes of black smoke rose, and wisps of resentment erupted from it.

Blood spilled on the ground, and the ugly race revealed its demonic ugliness.

The sound of wild laughter sounded from it, and from time to time there were a few gunshots.

The atrocities in the village were witnessed by a group of people standing outside the village.

The clothes they wore were obviously different from modern clothes, but some ancient clothes, like statues, standing there watching this scene coldly.

You can tell at a glance that these people are from the cultivation world, and they have a noble temperament. As expected, they should be the so-called nobles.

There were five people in the group, two of them were dressed in Japanese monk attire and were holding jars on the ground.

The magic power is maintained there, and traces of black energy are absorbed into the jar.

There are three left, this one looks like an Onmyoji, and two are a little older, in their thirties or forties.

And the one in the middle, although he is only in his 20s, has a calmness and a touch of indifference between his eyebrows.

He doesn't look like a fledgling young master.

"What a dirty low-class person!"

There was a deep voice in the mouth of this indifferent young man. His language was Japanese, but his eyes were definitely not those of ordinary people.

But the Japanese soldiers who committed violence.

"Master, they are lower-class people after all, and this kind of ugliness is their true appearance." An onmyoji next to him said calmly.

For the aloof Kamo family, not to mention these low-level soldiers in the army, even most of the middle- and upper-level officers are nothing more than inferiors in their eyes.

Kamo Kokaku, the young man in the middle, nodded when he heard this.

If it weren't for the fact that you couldn't attack ordinary people directly, you wouldn't have bothered to watch these soldiers do it.

direct……

A sword light suddenly appeared on the horizon!

The three Onmyoji's eyes immediately looked to the sky, making their hair stand on end.

Five rays of sword light streaked across the sky, rushing towards them like meteors.

The oppressive feeling of death suddenly filled their hearts.

"Run quickly, Master!"

The two guards' expressions changed greatly and they shouted.

He quickly took a step forward, his body shining with light.

Clusters of barriers were spread out in front of them, and ghosts were marked behind them.

That is their shikigami, possessing power at the level of a mage.

It's a pity that when faced with the flying sword light, he was as fragile as tofu.

Kamo Kokaku didn't react at all, and just watched blankly as his two guards were penetrated.

The two guards his father bought for him are very powerful.

According to the classification of strength here, one can reach the mage realm, or one is a relatively strong being in this realm.

In the past few years, I have encountered someone stronger than the two, but I have never killed them both in one encounter.

"Yuan Shen...Zhenren!"

Kamo Kokaku was stammering, and his whole body was stiff and stretched together.

How could a strong man of this level appear in such a small place?

And even in this ancient country, there are only twenty or thirty such strong men.

Some of them need to guard various places, and only a dozen of them can appear on this battlefield.

They all have dedicated people watching over them, so it is impossible for them to appear in this remote place.

The information that Kamo Kokaku knows is all observed over the years.

They didn't know that the ritual existed, they didn't know that there were nine real souls, and they didn't know that there were more than 1,000 Taoist priests.

(End of chapter)