Chapter 1730 The fateful web of the ethnic group! Dirty bloodline!
Seoul.
Yang Fan stood on the top of the city, and Chongxin was responsible for accompanying him.
During the conversation, he looked far away in the direction of the Japanese army and could clearly see the movements of the Japanese army. At this moment, they were driving a large number of Korean people to build camps.
Obviously, the other party is ready for a long confrontation.
Moreover, a large number of ordinary Korean people were actually placed among the Japanese army, which seemed to be deliberately guarding against Yang Fan's previous practice of directly killing the army.
After all, he could kill Japanese people without any psychological burden, but he could not kill ordinary Korean people.
However, although Yang Fan could not directly kill the Japanese army as before, it was still a fool's errand to use this method to restrain his hands and feet!
Yang Fan sneered, looked at Chongxin next to him, and asked: "Fellow Chongxin, are there any captured Japanese warriors in the city?"
Chongxin said quickly: "Yes, he is being held in a prison in the city at the moment. I wonder what the holy monk has ordered?"
"I wonder if you can give it to me. I plan to research some interesting things."
Yang Fan smiled slightly.
"When the holy monk opens his mouth, he will naturally follow everything."
Chongxin kept his posture very low.
Not only because of Yang Fan's identity as a Ming Dynasty, but also because of the other party's tyrannical strength.
After all, people have the mentality of admiring the strong after all. When facing the strong, they will instinctively show humility. Therefore, he quickly arranged for his subordinates to escort this group of Japanese prisoners to Yang Fan's palace.
The two returned to the palace.
In front of the palace, there were about three hundred Japanese prisoners kneeling on the ground, their hands and feet chained, and their Pipa bones pierced. However, even though they were prisoners, their eyes were still ferocious and their faces full of sinister expressions.
"If you are wise, let us go! Otherwise, when the city is destroyed, you will be buried here!"
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"Buried here? I'm afraid you will never have the chance to see this day in your life!"
Yang Fan sneered.
He ignored the curious Chongxin next to him and directly raised his hand to grab the Japanese from a distance.
Tsk tsk tsk!
I saw green and black lines of destiny suddenly emerging from the heads of these Japanese people. They were green and black in various colors, and had a vague sense of being evil.
Then, Yang Fan grabbed hold of these fateful lines and pulled hard.
Click!
Just like pulling out a carrot, these green and black threads of destiny were cut off immediately and fell directly into Yang Fan's hands.
Bang bang bang!
This group of Japanese people froze and fell together instantly. There was no destiny line. They seemed to be flesh and blood and spirit, but they turned into piles of human flesh!
In a sense, they are still alive, but it is no different from death!
"this!"
When Chongxin saw this astonishing scene, he felt a chill in his heart. There were only three words in his mind - "Fateful Dharma", and it was the Fateful Dharma that turned into Chonglou Zhengfa!
Only this kind of power can be so domineering and deprive others of their destiny!
He never expected that the heavenly monk in front of him was actually a living Buddha who had mastered the power of destiny. He swallowed subconsciously and his expression became more humble and respectful.
Looking at the green and black destiny thread in his hand, Yang Fan's eyes were slightly cold.
"No wonder the Japanese seem humble on the outside, but in fact they are vicious and ferocious on the inside. It turns out that their destiny is actually mixed with the blood of demons, animals and ghosts and gods!"
"It's disgusting to watch!"
Thinking this, he raised his palms.
The more than 300 fate lines captured by him were suspended in the palm of his hand, like black snakes gathered together, struggling and twisting violently, as if they wanted to escape instinctively.
However, how could they escape Yang Fan's grasp?
"Destiny! Trace the origin! Kill!"
Yang Fan activates his magical power.
As soon as the fateful recollection of Chonglou Zhengfa level came out, these fate lines suddenly froze. In an instant, they began to blur and extend away, as if heading towards some original starting point!
Rumble!
Around Yang Fan, guided by these fate lines, a huge torrent of fate appeared, like a long river with no source and no end!
As the saying goes, destiny has its origin!
In the universe of life, there must be an ancestor!
Under the Yuanzu, there are dense bloodlines and interpersonal connections, among which legendary heroes serve as nodes, and together they are woven and mixed into the fate of a huge ethnic group!
What Yang Fan wants to do at this moment is to use the fate of these Japanese prisoners to trace back to their source, all the way up, and kill them layer by layer!
Swish, swish, swish!
With the help of Fate Tong's ability to trace the source, illusory figures emerged one after another. Before they could react, they were directly killed in the torrent of fate by Yang Fan's fate killing power!
With a wave of your hand, thousands of fate lines are broken!
There are even a lot of ghosts, gods, and demons mixed in!
This made Yang Fan's eyes become colder and colder. It was obvious that these Japanese people still intermarried with ghosts, gods and demons to this day. Their bloodline had been seriously polluted and they were almost out of the true human race!
Yang Fan thought to himself: "No wonder we killed so many Japanese in front of Seoul before.
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, it brings so little karma and resentment to all living beings.”
However, this also reminded Yang Fan.
Once the Japanese bloodline is completely demonized, or the Japanese Chonglou has already completed the demonization of bloodline, and kills the human race, I am afraid that there will be no karma...
That means that the opponent's Chonglou-level strong men can slaughter ordinary people as unscrupulously as he does, but the Chonglou-level strongmen in the Sun and Moon Heaven cannot use the same method to treat the Japanese who still have the blood of the human race!
This conclusion made his heart sink.
And at the same time.
On the Japanese island country.
One by one, the Japanese, the ghosts and gods in the temple, and the monsters in the mountains, who were originally living happily, suddenly fell down!
Hundreds of people, thousands of people, ten thousand people...
When this number was about to exceed one million, this incident of Yang Fan tracing his fate and killing the Japanese layer by layer finally completely alarmed the top brass of Japan - Ise Shrine and the Tiantai sects!
"It's the power of fate!"
"Someone has sneaked into the fate of our group and is using the power of fate to trace the origin and kill our descendants!"
"..."
Angry voices came from Ise Shrine and the Tendai sects one after another!
But at this moment, Yang Fan, who was stabbing a little bastard in the torrent of fate, suddenly felt something was wrong.
In his induction, the tyrannical power running through the torrent of fate suddenly appeared, and the huge Japanese tribe suddenly squeezed in one by one from the fateful net!
And these existences are on the upper reaches of the fate line, looking for him from a distance!
Demonic arms, hands of ghosts and gods, and even mixed with the power of gods and Buddhas, are actually bombarding this way from above through the distant torrent of fate!