Volume 1 _ Chapter 1710 Mo Yuntian's Fate
"cut……!"
There was an angry shout mixed with murderous intent.
After the soul Ning Tao struck out with this sword, his figure shrank rapidly, from a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old to a chubby child of six or seven years old.
In fact, this is his true face.
Without the help of external forces, relying solely on his own strength, Ning Tao's soul is at this level.
The dragon blade he held in his hand was almost taller than his entire body. Just now he was holding it with one hand, but now he was holding it with both hands in a funny manner, almost transparent.
As for Asakura Mountain, it was frozen in mid-air.
The old general guarding the shrine and a group of soldiers stared wide-eyed. From their perspective, red worms crawled out of Mount Asakura's mouth, nose and seven orifices.
If you look closely, you will see that it is blood.
"Tick tock...tick tock!"
Drops of blood fell on the bluestone below, making a crisp and muffled sound, like raindrops.
"How...how...possible," he said these words hoarsely, then suddenly fell down and fell heavily on the bluestone below.
Just a "bang" sound was heard, and the bluestone shattered.
He landed near the old general guarding the shrine. The unwilling expression on his face was clearly visible to all the soldiers, and his eyes had lost focus.
"Gulu...Gulu!"
Everyone swallowed hard.
Suddenly, his head suddenly lifted up, causing many soldiers to scream in fright. Even the old general trembled and turned pale.
While everyone was in shock, black mist suddenly burst out of his seven orifices. It was the ghost that he had merged into before, but now he lost control and started rioting.
"Jiejie...haha!"
"Little bastard, it's all thanks to you. Without you we wouldn't be able to liberate, haha...!"
"Now we are free, we are all free. Brothers, let's go make a fuss after being held back in this hellish place for so long. Kill people, play with women, haha..."
Groups of wandering ghosts are floating in the sky. They have been imprisoned by the shrine for so long. At this moment, they are finally free and can express their animal nature crazily.
But the next second, an intertwined golden fire net was formed who didn't know when. Looking around in panic, he found that they were all within the fire net, just like the fish in the lake, being caught in a net.
Ning Tao released lines of fire with his hands, and with a final tug, it seemed as if the fire net was tightened, tightly trapping these ghosts in an instant.
"Ahh...ah!"
This line of fire is an illusion of pure Yang fire. It burns the ghost and hurts like a knife cutting the flesh.
The flames burn the soul, just like the eighteen levels of hell.
"Ah... little bastard, what are you doing? We have no enmity with you. Don't force us to die with you. Let us go quickly, ah... no."
Nearly ten thousand ghosts screamed sadly.
Ning Tao looked murderous and sneered: "You are the only ones who have the nerve to tell me that you have no grudges. Where did your arrogance go? Aren't you all very arrogant?"
"Asakura Mountain was the mastermind of the invasion of China back then, but you are the culprits. Don't think that you will be forgiven by death. Death is a luxury for your crimes. I should be grateful to Asakura Mountain for allowing me to kill you again."
"The fire of pure Yang, forges the soul!"
The densely intertwined net burned instantly, forming a golden fireball in the blink of an eye, from which came thousands of screams, begging for mercy, and madness.
When the old general and others saw this scene, they couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and they all looked at Ning Tao with complicated expressions.
If ghosts want to cause trouble, their first choice target must be an island country. They can't go across the ocean to China. They have long lost their humanity after being imprisoned for so long.
To put it bluntly, they want to thank Ning Tao.
The commander of the 12th Brigade walked up to the old general. The two looked at each other bitterly and sighed sadly.
It would be great if the island nation Yamato also had such a Ning Tao. I really envy China.
"Ah...bastard, you forced us to do this," the thirty thousand ghosts were so angry that they actually began to devour each other crazily. No matter what, it was better for them to die than to fulfill their wishes.
Not long after, a huge ghost appeared.
There were thousands of faces on its body, all showing pain, resentment, and hatred. For an instant, they all stared at Ning Tao, as if he was an enemy in the past and present.
The huge palm grabbed the fire net and gradually opened a hole, which became bigger and bigger.
Ning Tao sneered, and the Heaven and Earth Furnace directly blessed it, treating the entire fire network as a cauldron, and it was just a rough calcining without any skills.
"Ahhhhh...dangdang...dang!"
The bell struck Dalu and resounded loudly and resoundingly thousands of meters away.
The old general and others below looked worried, fearing that the huge ghost would rush out, because then the island country would be the first to be affected, and they would no longer have a sword master.
It seems that modern weapons have no effect on it.
But simply, the bad scene didn’t happen.
Under the scorching pure Yang fire, the huge ghost completely disappeared. When the flames dissipated, a prismatic soul crystal appeared in the field of vision.
"Eh!"
Ning Tao exclaimed, he had never seen such a thing before.
However, the intuition of the soul told him that this thing has a great effect on the soul, and swallowing it should improve it.
He slowly raised his hand and held it in the air.
"Bang!"
Unexpectedly, Ning Tao actually crushed the soul crystal, turning it into a crystal light point and slowly disappearing.
Although he wanted to improve his strength, when he thought that it was formed by the group of devils who invaded China, he felt sick and wanted to vomit, and he immediately crushed it without hesitation.
I would rather not upgrade than bother to use it!
"Whoosh!"
Miao Jingjing flew over from a distance, but the battle was over, so she had to turn back and leave with Ning Tao.
I'm afraid what he said... is about to come true.
Watching the two men leave, the old general took a powerful shotgun from the brigade commander's hand and fired five consecutive shots at Asakura-san's head with a cold face.
That head was shattered in an instant.
"Let's go to the cabinet..."
Not long after, the news of the death of the island country's top leader spread throughout the world, and the cabinet immediately held a meeting. The country could not be left without a leader for a day, and elections must be held immediately.
Unexpectedly, Sadako turned out to be a suitable candidate.
More than the majority of people protested, but a retired old general suddenly appeared, packaged Sadako into the Ning Tao of that time, and put her on the throne in one fell swoop.
Half a day later, the new quasi-prime minister of the island country was born.
It is none other than Minister Zuo, Sadako!
A congratulatory message came from the highest level of the United States, expressing great approval for this matter. It was as simple as a matter of course.
At the same time, the ninja community of the island nation also made a choice, and Chiyoyuki wanted to inherit the name of the contemporary sword master.
The three major factions protested at the same time, but Ning Tao went up the mountain one by one and beat them all over. The leaders of the three major factions voted in favor, and no one objected.
In the end, Chiyoyuki became the contemporary swordsman!
The new Prime Minister Sadako even entrusted her with the position of left minister and embarked on a visit to China, thus expressing her goodwill to the international community in advance.
Then go with the top leaders of the United States...
At this time, Ning Tao had returned to Wudang.
Stepping on the dead leaves scattered on the ground and braving the bleak autumn wind, I slowly walked to a simple wooden house on the mountainside and kowtowed respectfully.
Chapter completed!