The disappearance of Kiriyama Kawasaki did not even cause any ripples, and the Minister of Osaka Criminal Investigation Department directly suppressed the matter.

Sora XVI didn't even know about this.

In Jinglong Ida's opinion, such small things do not even need to be reported.

At this time, in the conference room of the Ida Club, Ida Ida, who was stirring up storms in Osaka, knelt in front of the Sixteenth body of Sorata wearing a red ghost mask, as humble as a slave.

"We can start to penetrate the Japanese officials, and I will turn them into blood slaves."

The eyes of Sora Tsuki's Sixteen showed his ambitions under the red ghost mask. Guangguang could no longer satisfy his wishes because of his control over the Japanese community.

He needs more and more powerful methods of cultivation.

But all this is not something that a Japanese community can achieve.

Only by infiltrating the top leaders of Japan can he use his Japanese identity to return to the ancient warship formation to find a more powerful method.

Otherwise... Even if I was so arrogant, I knew that if I forced myself to break through, I would definitely not be able to break through the people stationed in the Ming Dynasty.

A few months ago, the person who took action on the Yellow Sea had to be afraid even if he was in the current state of Kotoshi Sixteen.

That was beyond their current imagination of the extraordinary, even the descendants of the gods and Japanese Onmyoji who had taken action outside of Osaka were far inferior to those of the Japanese Onmyoji.

"You can choose the right person." Sora Thousands of Sora said condescendingly.

"yes!"

As a blood slave, Ida Jinglong cannot refuse. Unless his master dies, they will always be slaves and extremely loyal slaves.

"Also, pay attention to the influence, those extraordinary people in Japan may be investigating us."

Kota Thousandria looked at Ida Irraku who was kneeling on the ground and reminded: "Although I am not afraid of them, I hope I won't hear unnecessary conflicts."

"yes!"

After giving instructions to Ida Jinglong, Sora Shiliu waved his hand, and Ida Jinglong left.

After Ida Iryuki left, Sorata Shiro took off the red ghost-headed mask on his face and murmured:

"If the Bloodthirsty Netherworld needs to break through to refine essence and transform into qi, it needs the blood of the extraordinary, but I have no confidence in conflict with Onmyoji. The extraordinary who has been passed down for hundreds of years must have their own trump card."

"But... I ended up suffering from insufficient foundation, and this loss can only be compensated by the ancient warship formation."

"Maybe... Daming is also fine. Should I try it?"

For those who were granted the Taoist practice in the ancient warship formation by Wen Zhengming, the Ming Dynasty was an indescribable forbidden area, because almost all of them witnessed the Battle of the Yellow Sea with their own eyes.

The battles were overwhelming and earth-shaking, like gods, especially when the ancient warship barrier broke, the man in black was too strong and completely resisted the entire ancient warship array with his own strength.

It is simply not in the same dimension as all the monks.

"Maybe...can be considered."

After hesitating for a while, Sora Nobuyuki picked up the cell phone that Ida Iryuki gave him and dialed a phone number.

"Does Miyamoto have any instructions?"

The voice of Ida Iryuki came from the other end of the phone.

Sora Tsuki said slowly: "Give me a ticket to Daming Binhai, and hide my identity."

"yes!"

………

Above the waves of the Mediterranean, the sea breeze is gentle, and the old wooden boat rides the wind and waves, and starts the eastward journey again.

Because... the auction is about to start.

Mosca was wearing a cloak and a magician's pointed hat. The mage flower embroidered on his chest, and his eyes were staring at the distant sea.

Not far away from him were the knights of the Knights, the missionaries of the Holy Court, and even the witch leader Mera, who came from different forces in the Mediterranean, gathered together.

This is completely different from the last trip.

These extraordinary forces along the Mediterranean coast got things from nowhere about the Eastern Extraordinary Auction and joined forces to put pressure on the Magicians Association.

In the end, Russell Bedford Larman, the Lord of the Tower, responded to this matter.

So there are so many different forces appearing in this ship.

But Mosca didn't mind the arrival of these people.

His heart is no longer on the tower.

"It's better for me to find something more meaningful under the supervision of my teacher."

Mosca has found a clue of a half-person and half-god in ancient legends. This time I went to the East to watch it at an auction, but there was nothing that could enhance my strength.

In this way, he can better explore everything he needs.

According to the records of the tower, two thousand years ago, in the age of ancient gods, the East and the West could compete with each other.

If he could really find a half-human and a half-god and follow the path of ancient gods, then he could possibly recreate the glory of the West.

"Teacher! Brother Ronal!"

Seeing his teachers Faraday and Ronal walking onto the deck, Mosca bowed his body and saluted politely.

"Go to the east to pay attention to their precautions."

Faraday whispered.

"Yes, teacher, I don't like them too!"

Moscow replied in a voice transmission.

Faraday nodded. Mosca is really a good apprentice!

………

On the plane from Bashu to Binhai, Wen Zhengming was sitting in the first-class warehouse at this time, while Qiao Yuanshan and Zhao Yan were sitting beside him.

The invisible Qi was isolated from everyone, and Wen Zhengming looked out the window indifferently.

All are here in Binhai!

It seems that this second extraordinary auction may be very lively during the trip to the coast.

Looking at the clouds outside the window, Zhao Yan asked in confusion: "Uncle Master, why do we need to make planes? Isn't it good to fly directly over with the sword?"

Wen Zhengming looked out the window and said without replying: "Because you are too slow in controlling your swords."

Qiao Yuanshan's mouth twitched and said, "Young uncle, do you want to be so heartbroken?"

"This is reality, how can you hurt your heart?" Wen Zhengming looked out the window and said.

Zhao Yan asked again at this time: "Young uncle, have you ever participated in the matter of martial arts?"

Martial arts means that after the auction, all the Taoists will conduct martial arts competitions and trials for the younger generation.

This is the rule of the Central Plains sect set by Wen Zhengming. Every fifty years, there will be martial arts.

"No, I have a high seniority." Wen Zhengming shook his head and said.

Zhao Yan said: "It is said that when the road to becoming an immortal has not yet begun in all dynasties, only those who have surpassed all practitioners to win the first place in martial arts are qualified to become an immortal."

"It's so difficult!" Zhao Yan sighed.

She can't beat her senior brother now, let alone face other opponents.

"The road to becoming an immortal will begin in this life, and becoming an immortal is not as difficult as you imagined."

Wen Zhengming raised his head and said, "You should focus on your attention. The trip to the coast may be very interesting."
Chapter completed!