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Volume 1 _ Chapter 1708 The power of ghosts

"Rumble...!"

The echo lingered for a long time, deafening.

The old generals guarding the shrine were completely stunned. Is this a meteorite, a meteor, or human power?

Just such a hill, more than ten meters high, flattened the high-level officials of his island country, and the huge and sacred Heroic Spirit Shrine was also smashed into powder.

The so-called worship of heroic spirits is actually like praying to gods and Buddhas in China, allowing those dead heroic spirits to bless the island nation. It is also a symbol of pride that they once conquered other countries, allowing future generations to remember their glory.

Many seniors from the ninja world and major forces chose to spend the rest of their lives here, guarding the Heroic Spirit Shrine.

But how can these alone stop Ning Tao? The strongest one is only a twilight god. The last god in the island country is very old and terrifying.

The sword masters of the previous generation would bow down when they saw him.

He was the only one who managed to get out of the huge shrine in time. All the other people were smashed into meat pies. Mitsui Murura, the head of the Mitsui family, also died.

He tried to pull up the mountain, and Mount Tai pressed down on the top. Two very random moves flattened nearly a hundred meters in area.

Ning Tao stood in mid-air indifferently. Most of the so-called Heroic Spirit Shrine were bastards who were killed for invading China, but they were regarded as heroes by the island country.

Every visit is a humiliation to China.

It seems to be saying how rubbish you were back then. You were all the sick men of East Asia. Most of China was occupied by us. This is the proof of history!

When I was studying history, many students angrily wanted to tear it down, smash it, burn it, raze it... to make it disappear completely.

Some radical students even scolded and said that they could just drive a tank and shoot the missile over, which would directly destroy the entire island country. What a big island...

Ning Tao used to be one of them, but he never expected that it would be realized by him now.

With the power he has now, even if he destroys the entire island country, he is 100% sure that he can do it.

But now that I have grown up, I have become much more mature and steady in doing things. I have discovered that destruction is just a bad idea, and controlling it is the wise choice!

"Rumble...!"

The echo gradually faded away until it disappeared.

Many soldiers on the periphery were also affected, but their faces were pale at the moment.

My mood at this time was the same as when the Great Wall of China was destroyed by the enemy in Zhongnanhai, I was shocked and furious.

The shrine, which symbolized glory and splendor, was smashed to pieces by a hill.

There is also the supreme leader, is there any more meat paste?

"Hoo... Baga, who, who is it, get out of here, get out of here," Qiangangshan was furious.

"Hmph, you actually dare to call me a god in front of my alliance leader. I didn't expect that in this corner, there is a god realm hidden in your island country. You can hide it."

Ning Tao looked down at the road.

The former was startled and suddenly raised his head to look at Ning Tao. This look made him freeze with fear.

Although he retired to the shrine, how could he not know Ning Mo?

That bastard who almost destroyed his island nation!

"It's you, little bastard, you...what do you want to do," Asakura-san gritted his teeth angrily.

Ning Tao stood with his hands behind his hands, his silver hair fluttering, and said evilly: "It's very simple, level this place."

"Baga, how dare you!"

The latter and a group of soldiers were furious.

"Ning Sang, you have killed so many people in our island country, including the 14th Brigade, two generations of sword masters, and 80% of the strength of the ninja world. You have put us in a catastrophe, and now you are here to show off your evil, don't you think it is too much?

"

"Even the gods have not escaped your poisonous hands. What on earth do you want to do? Are all your dignified gentlemen, Huaxia, shameless and arrogant like you?"

Asakurayama's skinny face showed sadness.

The soldiers below were completely resonated with this, and were so angry that a big ball of fire was burning in their hearts. Damn it, damn it, this bully.

"Crack...click!"

The sounds of teeth grinding, roaring, and cocking sounds are like playing music.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Ning Tao was so angry that he laughed, his laughter piercing his heart.

Bing Bing said: "Why, is this your disguised begging for mercy, using your righteousness to suppress me, haha... It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, your island country will also have this day."

"Old guy, do you really think I'm a fledgling kid? You want to knock me down with just a few words. Let me tell you, my hands are never stained with the blood of innocent people, but if it's someone who deserves to be killed, no one can escape.

"

Qiangangshan's heart dropped, but he still pretended to be sad.

Accused: "Ning Sang, we have long lost the intention to fight against you. You are doing this just to satisfy your own murderous desire and bully the weak!"

"Bullying the weak? Haha... Ridiculous." Ning Tao sarcastically said, sneering with his hands behind his back: "Qiancangshan, born in the early Republic of China, was already famous as early as World War II. He was also one of the masterminds of the invasion of China at that time, and he also had a close relationship with Mr. Zhou.

Waiting for others to fight."

"Burning, killing, looting, raping and looting, you do all kinds of evil. Your hands... are already stained with the blood of the Chinese people!"

"Based on all this, you still dare to lick your face and pretend to be innocent with me, and this bullshit shrine is dedicated to your subordinates and devils. You really think that I don't know anything, and you still have the nerve to call me an executioner.

"

"Compared to you, you are both a murderer!"

Asakura Shan was stunned for a long time, feeling the oppressive atmosphere, and finally a sinister smile appeared on his sad face.

"What a little brat. After all these years, someone still remembers me. I've been hiding here anonymously for decades, and you used a hill to force me out."

"very good!"

Ning Tao sneered. In fact, Sadako told him this, otherwise he would not know this.

"Little bastard, since you know that I am hiding here, do you know why I am hiding here instead of hiding in Mount Fuji with that little guy Watanabe Musashi."

Asakurayama looked mysterious.

"No matter why you do it, you are bound to die today. Do you choose to commit suicide or I will send you away," Ning Tao said calmly with his hands behind his back.

"Humph, you little brat with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, you should watch out," Asakurayama raised his hands, and a strange force surged out from under the hill.

To be precise, it is inside the Heroic Spirit Shrine.

Streams of black mist seeped up from the bottom of the hill, invisible and qualitative, like lives, still laughing and screaming, and enveloped Asakura Mountain in the blink of an eye.

Ning Tao raised his eyebrows. This power is not the power of faith, it should be said... the power of ghosts!

Although not all beliefs are called the power of faith, after years of offering incense and some guidance from the Dharma, something will eventually appear.

These ghosts are the so-called heroic spirits. In fact, to put it bluntly, they are the Japanese who died back then and Asakura-san's men. Because of the guidance of those magic methods, they were able to absorb the incense.

And after accumulating a certain amount of strength, it can be controlled to fight. Asakura-san is the caster!

I saw him ferociously swallowing thousands of trained ghosts, and his strength soared like a rocket, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through to the late stage.
Chapter completed!
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