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Chapter five hundred and fifty-four regain lost ground

Even the Hidden Family has to retreat when facing many metaphysical sects and government support. There is no doubt that this is necessary.

It is impossible for the Chief No. 1 to know about this. He has naturally put his position in the clear place when visiting him in the same way as a peer.

In the hall of Qingxu Temple, only the chief and I were sitting in front of each other.

The leader picked up the teapot and poured a cup for himself. He personally poured me a cup. Then he picked up the teacups and savored it gently and said, "Ni Ge! When I first met you, you made the city full of wind and rain in Shanghai. I even suspected that you would not survive. However, in the battle of Nanshan, you slaughtered the Heavenly Master like a straw dog, and even got three Heavenly Master servants. It really surprised me. The second time I could no longer see through you, alas!"

The leader sighed, picked up the teacup and sipped it and suddenly changed the topic: "This is the unique Qingxu Mountain Qingxu Mountain. In my China, there are many things in comparison with it. Today I declare you as the national teacher, and I hope that you can let our descendants taste such a tea. Although my China is weak, I have never lacked blood. In the future, will the special operations team be called? I plan to call them all into your hands."

These words are a bit confusing. If ordinary people think that they are not organized and not good at expressing them, but this statement comes from the leader's mouth, that is a different situation.

I was a little moved, but more helpless.

"Chief, it is your duty to do things for China. I should ask you to manage the special operations team. I should ask you to be smart! My ambition is not in the secular world, and I have obtained money and rights if I want it. These are not enjoyment for me, but a shackle."

The No. 1 leader sighed with emotion: "Oh! I knew you would refuse, but this time the metaphysical war between the East and the West, there is no suitable candidate except you, so you will naturally take charge. With the government's intelligence network, you will have a lot of trouble for you to do anything. Don't be lazy! If you want to be lazy, it should be me, the old man. You have the heart to look at an old man who is so tired that he vomits blood every day!"

The leader did not say any big truth, it was like a communication between two friends who had forgotten their age. When they finally left, the leader left with a smile, and naturally I still looked helpless.

When the battle in the metaphysics world extends to the survival of the entire China, I have no reason to refuse. At the same time, the kind of afflictions that I expect in my heart will be deducted, which is inevitable. A person can do what he wants to do, and a collective will be restrained. Because what you have to do is the collective interests.

Everything is in progress. The first is to the missionaries who preach everywhere. These people dare not participate or not, and no one cares about where they disappear. Eliminate the soil on which they breed, which will make them fragile, as if the roots of a big tree rotten for a moment, and it is not far from death.

Qingcheng Mountain, at the gate of the Qingcheng Sect. Qing Yunzi carried a coffin and a long sword in his hand. There were countless corpses lying in front of him, and these people were undoubtedly people holding crosses.

When the last person fell down, Qingyunzi knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, and the long sword he had followed was randomly inserted into the cracks of his eyes, swaying like a breeze sinking into the willow branches.

"Master, I'm back! I'm back with my junior sister. The enemies who stepped into my Qingcheng Sect were all killed and sworded by me. If you know everything, it's time to rest."

"Senior Brother, we are here to regard you as the head of Qingcheng." The disciples who filmed Qingcheng behind him fell to the ground one after another.

The same thing is still happening elsewhere.

The island where Jiaodong Tai Chi Gate is located has long been unrecognizable. The original Tai Chi pattern on the pier has been replaced with the sun's logo. Dozens of island people wearing samurai uniforms patrolling back and forth.

Not far away, American warships were cruising back and forth with flags hanging on the high seas. It seemed that this island had long since belonged to China but to the island country.

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo! The alarm sound of the warship suddenly broke the silence. More than a dozen simple wooden boats appeared on the sea, rushing towards the wind and waves. The wooden boat in front penetrated, a young man in a T-shirt and jeans looked at the scenery with a smile on his face. Behind him was a monk and a group of ragged robes.

"Warning, warning, this is the waters of the United States, return quickly, otherwise we will attack." The loudspeaker of the warship felt a little deafening even in the sea. But the ragged fleet in front of him turned a blind eye.

"Lieutenant Colonel Lide, prepare for fire strike!" Captain Kevin's nose was almost pissed. These desperately ignored his warnings, so let's try it out, American artillery fire!

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo! The alarm sounds on the warship are getting faster and faster, and the alert has begun to turn into combat readiness. More than a dozen gun barrels have been raised high and aimed at the target.

"I'm really irritable. Boss, I'll go and that thing sinks into the water! Only the fish and shrimps below like this thing." Daolian said, Zou Mei.

"Go and go back quickly." I told me with a smile.

Daolian's body suddenly doubled, and his whole body soared into the air, and flames surrounded his body like a demon god in hell.

"God! What is this!" Captain Kevin suddenly felt very regretful. What did he provoke? Is this something humans can do?

Boom! Daolian had already crossed the territory for dozens of nautical miles in an instant, swung his fist at the bow of the warship and punched it down. Just like a high-explosive bomb, the bow of the entire warship disappeared in an instant! The black flame spread on the sailors who were stained with the hull.

Ahhhhhhhh! A series of shrill screams sounded, and the Shura karma fire burned not only **, but even the soul was burned. This pain didn't end in an instant.

It’s like frying eggs with warm heat. When the oil is warm, raw eggs will slowly lose moisture when encouraged. However, this is not a food product. I believe that anyone will not have any idea when seeing such a scene.

The warship suddenly became hoarse, and was silent in the sea.

Of course, the island warriors on the island also saw this. At first they thought they were ordinary fishermen, and they were even discussing whether to capture these fishermen on the island.

But when they saw your figure rising into the air like a demon in hell, rising up. With one punch, it was no longer possible for them to understand such a power.

So the warriors turned around and ran away in great mighty manner. For a moment, no one stayed on the shore of the island.

The fleet climbed the shore very smoothly. The disciples of Tai Chi Sect had their eyes red with excitement, pulled out their long sword, shouting, kill!

For Weiwei Zou Mei, this is the first time! I don’t know that the Onmyoji in the island country can be said to be the most cunning one. Every time I just caught some irrelevant people.

This made me very depressed. Just like now, the entire island was full of shouts of killing, but in the soul realm, there was a big ship behind the island quietly anchoring and preparing to leave. It seemed that I had nothing to do with this time.

For more than a month, I went out to recuperate for ten days. With more than twenty days left, all the battles seemed to disappear overnight. The missionaries that had previously flooded have now disappeared, and what I did was the most boring thing, to recover lost land.

The most troublesome thing here is the island country. If you send someone over there, he will fight to the death if he can't beat him. If he can't beat him, he will turn around and run away. I don't bother to pay attention to these island countries except for the initial killings, but later I don't bother to pay attention to them.

"National Master! Everyone on the island ran away, but these Onmyoji actually plundered more than a dozen fishermen here. Do you want to take a look?" Fang Qingtian, Taiji Gate, asked hesitantly.

My brows slightly and suddenly felt a dozen skinny fisherman Mi Haiyu, two or three dying women, were lifted out of the ground in the soul field.

"You are waiting here!" This scene made me angry. I really thought that China was an era where the great powers separated, and I was simply seeking death.

"Yun Shangjun, fortunately, you're quick to see the opportunity, so let the fools in China make trouble! Hahaha!" An Onmyoji in a kimono smiled wildly.

"Oh! It's a pity that this island is now getting stronger and stronger. It seems that it is getting harder for our big island country to take over China again." Yun Shang said regretfully.

"Yun Shangjun, you're wrong. Although China has strongly risen a national master, he offended the entire cultivation world. His strength is at most at the level of the earth immortals. You must know that there are regulations in the cultivation world. The earth immortals level is not allowed to participate in the struggles in the cultivation world. I think he will be proud for a few days." The man who spoke before said with confidence.

"You really have troubled you. I should really think about how to entertain you two in this limited time of compliment?"

A voice suddenly sounded, and the two of them turned around and saw the young Chinese people standing in front of them.                                                   

"Ni Ge, Master Ni!" Yun Shang was the first to shout out and retreated quickly.

"Oh, you know me!" I asked with interest.

"We have long admired Master Ni's reputation for a long time, so why don't we recognize him? I'm eight feet tall, see Master Ni." The Onmyoji who spoke first actually knelt on the ground with admiration on his face.

"Well, let's talk about it, what's going on with the fishermen on the island?" I still smiled, but the murderous aura on my body was even more intense, as if it turned the surrounding air into a bloody color.
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