As for the inner disciples, it is not bad. Even the inner disciples who can come out to participate in this war will not be too weak and will not be killed in this war.

However, the Taoist soldiers suffered heavy losses, and there were only a few more than a thousand Taoist soldiers left, and most of them relied on their outer disciples to charge into the battle.

Of course, the outer disciples who could persevere were like iron ore being tempered in the furnace, and their strength had been greatly improved. In addition, in the leisure time, the inner disciples who led the team would not be stingy and taught a lot of things, which made them even greater improvements than the ten years of hard practice in the Qinglong Dao Vein.

This is already the last large island in the Japanese archipelago. Ninety percent of the area above has been cleaned up, leaving only some villages near the seaside to survive.

At this time, An Ziyu did not dare to act rashly. He could have predicted that as long as these villages were moved, the counterattack from the evil gods of Japan would come like thunder.

We need to wait for the arrival of our master.

Yang Chenyu floated up in a white cloud. He was also paying close attention to this war, otherwise he would not have come straight after returning to the Dharma-Ending World.

"See the Taoist Lord." All the remaining outer disciples and inner disciples gathered over, and when they saw Yang Chenyu, they knelt down to greet him.

Yang Chenyu waved his hand, gave a few words of praise, and then asked An Ziyu to take all his disciples back to the Qinglong Dao Vein.

Although An Ziyu was a little confused about the master's arrangement, he did not object. He thought that the final battle was about to come, and these disciples, both the inner and outer sects, could be called the elite of the Qinglong Dao Crane. If it was damaged here, it would be a pity.

An Ziyu guessed Yang Chenyu's thoughts correctly. Just from the subtle changes in this world, we can see that the other party was already anxious. The next battle belonged to him and the evil god of Japan. There was no need to lose them here.

An Ziyu took the order to take many disciples away, while Yang Chenyu sat cross-legged on a huge rock by the sea, closing his eyes slightly. Until the magic weapon that An Ziyu and others rode had left the sea and returned to the Yanhuang Continent, Yang Chenyu opened his eyes and laughed at an island opposite the sea: "Since you are here, why hide your head and shrink your tail? Is this the hand of the Japanese gods?"

Suddenly, as Yang Chenyu's laughter fell, a black cloud rose from the island opposite the sea, almost covering the sky.

The black clouds flew quickly and as soon as they fell by the sea, thousands of Japanese monsters appeared on the coastal beach, with a wide variety of them covering almost the entire Japanese monster tribe.

Among them are powerful Japanese monsters such as Shuiten Boy, Nine-tailed Fox, and Big Tendog. If you only look at strength, these powerful Japanese monsters are no longer weaker than some powerful Chichididi.

Of course, all the disciples of the Qinglong Taoist vein of Japan returned only. Yang Chenyu didn't have to take them seriously. What made Yang Chenyu look cautious was the three Japanese gods standing in front of the group of monsters.

Compared with those Japanese monsters who pretend to be the name of gods, these three are the real gods.

On the right side is a warrior holding a sword with both hands. His face was red, and his murderous aura surged into the sky, wearing armor that scattered two-color golden and red light. This is the Great Long Valley God. He once lowered a ray of soul to kill Yang Jintong, but his soul was broken by Yang Jintong's scrambled punches, which hurt his body. It was only then that the injuries were recovered.

The left position is a woman holding a lotus flower. She looks beautiful, but there is a hint of charm between her eyes and eyebrows. The gauze worn on her body can hardly cover up her delicate skin. The monsters following her swallowed and stared at her figure, as if she could not swallow the delicate woman in one go.

The golden light flashed in Yang Chenyu's eyes, and then he saw that the woman was a nine-tailed fox, and it was thought that she was also a god enthroned by a monster.

These two are even about to be promoted to the Jin Imperial Gods, and the surrounding area is called their territory, so their strength is not too weak. However, what Yang Chenyu pays most attention to is the god who is among the two gods.

Holding a golden stick, he was more than six meters tall, bald, wearing a monk's robe covered with spells, and a large wine gourd hung around his waist, emitting golden light from his body. This was a Jinician god promoted from a boy named Shuitun. His divine power was not concealed at all, and turned into a ball of golden ghost fire, burning the ground gradually turned into a piece of lava.

The boy Shuitun was originally the ghost king among the Japanese monsters. After becoming the Jinchi god, the ghost energy in his body turned into gold, and his strength was even vaguely overwhelming Yang Chenyu, who had become a local immortal.

This did not surprise Yang Chenyu. This Shuiten Boy is probably the monster who was cut in half in Japanese history. Thousands of years have passed, and this is his territory, so it is not surprising that his strength has reached such a point.

"Bold Taoist priest! If you see the King of Drunk and Devouring the Ghost King, you will surrender quickly!" Perhaps seeing Yang Chenyu's unscathing expression, the Great Harego God was angry. At first, he wanted to annex the third of the Japanese archipelago, but unexpectedly, a group of nosy Taoist priests came to him, and in just a few years he completely pulled out the faith he had finally planted.

The Great Celestial God forced the God of Warrior to invite the two gods, the King of Warriors and the Nine-tailed Fox God. Of course, even if the Three Islands of Japan were taken back, I was afraid that there would not be much left behind. Thinking of this, the Great Celestial God of Warriors was angry, and therefore shouted at Yang Chenyu with the name of the King of Warriors.

Of course, according to the mind of God of Hades, it is natural that both sides fight, and it is best to choose some of the benefits of the fisherman by themselves.

These Japanese gods are known as the eight million gods. Although most of them are fake names of monsters, there are hundreds or thousands of real priests among them. The relationship between so many gods is extremely complex.

By the fact that the Great Hague secretly planted faith along the coast of the Japanese archipelago and even the Dongxin and Dongbin provinces, we can see that the chaos of the Japanese god system.

Except for the masters of the highest class, the other gods were like melee in the Warring States Period. They may surrender to this god today, but they may rebel tomorrow.

Perhaps it is this situation that gives the Great Hades the opportunity to secretly plant faith, but for now, the opportunity is gone, and the King of Drunken Ghosts will not let go of this fat piece of meat.

"I have seen that this Japanese god is said to be able to bed with both brothers and sisters. Gods are also called ghosts. It is true, but you can tell that if you are good at entering the Yanhuang land, you have violated the laws of heaven!"

Yang Chenyu smiled, looked calm, and scolded him sternly.

Perhaps seeing Yang Chenyu's appearance after becoming a local immortal, the nine-tailed fox god chuckled and answered: "I think you, a little Taoist, are also a little confused in practicing Taoism. We are the God of Japan. How could your Yanhuang Heavenly Bar be on our heads? It's better to surrender the little Taoist priest. This god can still save you a little life." (To be continued)

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