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"That thing of yours can even be called a seal. I casually opened it, it's as easy as flipping my hand!" Lu Fanfeng laughed.    

That day when he obtained the Golden God Sculpture, Lu Fanfeng immediately took out the Tagiri Fairy's Divine Spark from it.    

This was because of his strength, the Archean Nine Dragons Spell could not be too strong when dealing with the planet's aboriginals.    

But more importantly, it was the seal created by the Primordial God, just to prevent the people inside from coming out.    

This was to say that the place with the strongest seal was from the inside. If the situation was reversed, the power would be greatly reduced.    

This was just like Sun Wukong being pressed down by the Five Fingers Mountain. Even after five hundred years of time, he was still unable to break the seal left behind by Tathagata Buddha.    

A mere mortal, Tang Thirty-Six, came over and casually broke the seal.    

It was not because Tang San was stronger than Sun Wukong, but because it was easier to break the seal from the outside.    

"Goddess Xu, it's time for your death!" Tagiri Fairy's voice was very gentle, but when it entered Xusuo's divine ears, it was as if she had heard the most terrifying sound in the world.    

How could Suo Zi not understand? Facing four God Realm warriors and relying on his incomplete physical body, he was unable to resist at all.    

Sure enough, with Xuanyuan Hao and Tagiri Fairy joining the fray, the battle was completely one-sided.    

God of Susa retreated, in a sorry state. In a short moment, the refined young man from before had disappeared, and replacing him was a destitute man with wounds all over his body.    

"God of Susa, quickly surrender. You don't have a chance!" Lu Fanfeng shouted.    

However, God of Susa was unwilling to give up, and was still making his last stand.    

But his resistance, in Lu Fanfeng's opinion, was just like a child's play.    

Ise God General slashed his blade towards God of Susa. This seemingly ordinary blade strike was not something God of Susa could defend against.    

With one slash, the treasure sword in God of Susa's hand fell, the island nation's famous Kusanagi left the God of Susa for the first time.    

The treasured sword was covered in dust, and the fall of a hero made people sigh endlessly.    

The people who had worshipped the God of Susa for generations all shed tears at this moment.    

This was the god that they worshipped for countless of years, the god who worshipped the God of Susa. It had already become a necessity for countless of generations of Japanese.    

But today, seeing their own gods being brutally bullied, they could do nothing.    

Tagiri Fairy grabbed towards God of Susa's face. There was still more than an inch away from his face, but he had actually stopped.    

Then, the Tagiri Fairy suddenly pulled back, as if she was pulling something out.    

Everyone heard the painful wails of the God of Susa, the last resistance of the Island God.    

Lu Fanfeng and Xuanyuan Hao's fingers were like blades at the same time, falling towards the soul of the God of Susa at the same time.    

In an instant, the entire world seemed to tremble, and the bright and beautiful sun also dimmed.    

This was the end of the era belonging to the God of Susa. A new era was about to begin.    

When everything disappeared, Lu Fanfeng once again descended to the ground. He casually recalled his Dark Devil Soul Gathering Flag and the hundred thousand vengeful spirits returned.    

Everything seemed to have ended, and the only thing that Lu Fanfeng could hear was the slightly barely able to cheer from his Ayumi Ninja Clan.    

He raised his head and scanned the remaining Transformation Stage experts. Other than the few at the top, the rest had all fallen.    

Even the lucky survivors were all injured and in an extremely sorry state.    

"Do you want to live or die?" Lu Fanfeng looked at them coldly.    

This was a difficult problem, or perhaps it was a choice, a choice between life and dignity.    

"Our island nation has only ever had standing warriors, and no kneeling cowards!" Taichiro Ankh was still clamoring.    

Only, Lu Fanfeng did not have time to waste time with him, what welcomed him was only a sharp claw of wind.    

Everyone watched as Tai Lang, the ghost of an Ankh, was torn to shreds. The Great Divine Official of the island nation, who had been here the longest, thus fell, and even his soul disappeared into thin air.    

"Who's next? Let me see the unyielding nature of your Japanese!" Lu Fanfeng swept everyone with his cold eyes.    

At this moment, who would dare to say half a word of disapproval?    

"Honda Ta is truly willing to serve Master Lu!" The s of the famous islands were now like lowly ants, respectfully crawling at Lu Fanfeng's feet.    

"Big Rock is too humble, he is willing to serve Master Lu!" Another Sword Master of the island acknowledged it.    

Shi Chuan You Ren, Ayumi Chisa, Saito Tai Yi, Chiba Yoshiko, these people all bowed down, in their hearts, Lu Fanfeng was a new god, an existence that they could not defeat.    

Although the Japanese was stiff, at this moment, they became incomparably active.    

Facing a true expert of the current world, the Japanese chose to be shrewd.    

This thought was deeply rooted in the hearts of all the Japanese s, just like the America back then.    

Before being defeated by the America, island nation had thought of all kinds of methods, which would continuously exhaust the life force of their America.    

However, when the two nuclear weapons were used, Japanese immediately admitted her wrongs and did not dare to do anything to the father she had just accepted.    

For almost a century after that, the Japanese played the role of a filial son.    

Since America were stationed on the island, it didn't matter. He had to hurry over, the more the better.    

He didn't have money, right? The island nation that was his son offered to provide military expenses, and even arranged for the island's young women to go and pay their respects to ease the pressure on the America soldiers.    

Even in the modern world, America faced a terrifying economic crisis and was about to go bankrupt. The island nations were also willing to offer yen exchange rates for blood transfusions for America.    

The truth had proven that the hatred that the Japanese had for the Central Plains could not be resolved. What Lu Fanfeng had to do was make the Japanese understand that the Central Plains was not Uncle Wang next door, but their biological father.    

"Lu Fanfeng, don't think that just because you defeated the God of Susa, you can do whatever you want on the island. There is one other person, a powerful existence that you cannot offend. As long as we do not defeat him, the island nation will not bow its head! " Just then, a Transformation Stage Sect Master suddenly spoke out.    

Lu Fanfeng looked at his opponent, and saw that the blade hilt of the katana at his waist was actually exactly the same as Gong Ben Zuo's Wind Blade.    

"Who are you?" Lu Fanfeng asked coldly.    

"I am Murayama Yosuke!" Murayama Yosuke said complacently, but when he saw the doubt in Lu Fanfeng's eyes, he realized that a person like him could not even enter the eyes of the other party, "My master is Yamamoto Ryuichi!"    

"Yamamoto Ryuichi!" After Lu Fanfeng heard this, the muscles on his face twitched.    

No Martial Cultivator of the Central Plains would know who Yamamoto Ryuichi was.    

It was Yamamoto Ryuichi who led the experts of the island to invade the Central Plains with the help of the military.    

At that time, countless Martial Cultivator of the Central Plains had died under Yamamoto Ryuichi's blade, if not for Qian Kunzi's help, the situation in the Central Plains would have been extremely difficult.    

It would not be an exaggeration to say that if Yamamoto Ryuichi had not slaughtered the Martial Cultivator of the Central Plains back then, the Divine Realm would have existed for more than a hundred years.