The big pine trees in the forest behind swayed back and forth with the impact waves generated by the collision of magic weapons and weapons again and again, like wild grass blown by the strong wind. If these pine trees were not for their extremely flexible nature, they would have been broken into two pieces long ago.

Occasionally, a few hares that appeared among the trees stretched out their four hooves, and their mouths and noses were bleeding and they died in the grass.

The sea was undulating, and large areas of sea fish began to float in the waves with their stomachs. They died of death amid the super powerful impact. Even some sharks who were unfortunately close to the coast were seriously injured. The trajectory of swimming in the sea turned into circles, and the bleeding of their mouths and noses stained the large area of ​​sea water red, and it was obvious that they could not survive.

Not long after, the fierce confrontation was decided, and Lu Tian Zhenren could no longer withstand it.

His body was cut off from his shoulder by Ji Qiaozhenren's scimitar, and he directly chopped his body in half. His golden Yuanying burst out into his body and wanted to escape, but was held by Ji Qiaozhenren's big hand.

"Zhizhi... Baga is on the way, and I even self-destruction and fall into the eighteen levels of hell that will never be restored, and I will die with you!" Lu Tian Zhenren's Nascent Soul let out a tragic cry and exploded!

Before Ji Qiaozhenren could react, he was swallowed by the fire. His body instantly dissipated, and the Nascent Soul appeared in the fire for only 0:00 a second, and he also exploded! This time the explosion was even more powerful, and the surrounding air was extremely compressed, forming a small mushroom cloud, and the entire island was baptized by this huge explosion!

After all, the explosion of the golden elixir is not a nuclear weapon or gunpowder, but an explosion caused by the release of energy from the immortal spirit energy. It comes and goes quickly, with zero pollution and no residue.

A few seconds later, the explosion disappeared, and in the huge smoke and dust, the villa became a pair of bricks and rubble. The forests on the island were all impacted and fell on the ground.

After experiencing this catastrophe, if Liu Ang hadn't been prepared to run fast enough, he would have been injured by the bomb.

"Damn it, how could these perverted Japanese people be so easy to self-destruct? I didn't get any cheapness!" Liu Angfei returned to the explosion scene and cursed.

These two angels in the Heavenly Palace were blown into ashes, and their magic weapons and storage rings were all turned into powder. This result was the same as the last time Liu Ang provoked the more than thirty angels to explode the Nascent Soul. Although he was fine, he did not get any benefits. Instead, he was a little bit of a knife from the angel Ji Tian and made a fortune.

He thought that he couldn't continue like this, and this was not the result he wanted.

It seems that his tactics need to be adjusted, otherwise even if he kills all the fierce people in the Heavenly Palace, he will not be able to lose any benefits.

This result is related to the selfish and narrow nature of the Japanese. In Japanese history, a large number of great people were like drinking cold water when they were having caesarean sections. During World War II, they even dared to use suicide planes to attack his American father. Now, when his body was destroyed, it is not surprising that he self-destructed his Nascent Soul without hesitation.

Liu Ang walked around the island and found nothing valuable, so he stepped on the flying sword and went to Ise Temple.

He had already learned from Yukiko that there was another world, so he naturally wanted to go over and take a look.

They are still the same wooden houses. The beams of thick logs on the wooden house are naked and covered with golden copper skin. Every tiles and purlins are neatly crafted, and even the patterns of flowers on the walls are extremely fine, which can be seen in the slightest. The meticulous work attitude of the Japanese people is fully demonstrated here.

Liu Ang quickly turned around the divine palace again. It was strange that it was either a house or a tall pine tree. Where was there any cliff? This question made Su Xing very distressed. If he couldn't find the cliff, where did he look for the paradise palace?

Not only are there no cliffs, it is located on a flat land that is difficult to see in Japan. It is only a few meters high around it and the slope is still very gentle.

Half an hour passed, Liu Ang had been here three times, but still found nothing.

Finally, he stood helplessly in front of the tablet of Amaterasu, and his mind was full of the feeling of being fooled by that stinky Yukiko.

Suddenly, he saw a painting hanging on a white wall in the hall dedicated to Amaterasu. It was an oil painting that occupied the entire wall. It was a fine landscape painting. The picture was very exquisite and lifelike. Many tourists stood here to take photos as a souvenir.

What attracted Liu Ang's attention was that the content of this painting was a mountainous mountain and dark green pine forest. As the background, the large pine forest was green and very pleasing to the eye, making people look as if they were in nature, as if they could breathe fresh air. On the left side of the picture is a high cliff, with skinny and bony rocks drawn in realistic drawings, just like high-definition photos, the rocks on them could be blown down by the wind at any time, showing their superb painting skills.

Cliff, cliff, isn’t this a cliff?

But this is a painting, how can you walk in?

If you walk directly over, you will definitely hit you. Unless you are mentally ill, who will do such a brainless thing?

Liu Ang thought about it for a long time and decided to give it a try. However, now there are tourists, he cannot openly hit the wall. If he hits his head, he will be laughed to death. He turned elsewhere to pretend to look at the items in the hall, but he frequently looked at the oil painting from the corner of his eyes.

Finally, all the tourists in the hall left, and only a young warrior in black was left in the hall sitting in front of the oil painting, meditating like an old monk entering into meditation.

Liu Ang noticed that this man was a mortal of five spirit roots, so he ignored him and rushed directly towards the oil painting on the wall.

"Baga! Sir, please don't get close to this painting!" The young warrior suddenly reminded in fluent Japanese.

Liu Ang glared at him and shouted in Japanese, "I thought you were asleep! If you said you didn't let me get close, I wouldn't get close? I saw that this painting was so beautiful that I couldn't help but want to go up and touch it."

"Swish!"

The young samurai pulled out the samurai sword placed horizontally on his legs and shouted, "Bageyalu! Get closer, you'll die!"

Although his words were so murderous, Liu Ang didn't care and said disdainfully: "If you have the ability, come and kill me! I will destroy your painting!"

As he spoke, his body flashed and appeared next to the painting. He stretched out his hand to the painting, but found that there was no contact with the substance, and his arm actually reached into the painting!

Liu Ang was excited and thought that it was true, and Yukiko did not deceive herself! This cliff oil painting is the passage to the secret realm of the Heavenly Palace!

"Oh my!"

The young samurai shouted loudly, raised the samurai sword with both hands and shone it on Liu Ang's back. His sword technique was sharp and his movements were quick, and he was obviously a trainee.

However, his tiny skills are still not enough in Liu Ang's eyes.

He shook his body and appeared beside the guy. He stretched out his finger and poked it gently, hitting the abyss hole under the armpit. His body was suddenly fixed there and the knife in his hand was still trying to slash, holding it high in the air.

Liu Ang was about to leave him and break into the secret realm of the Heavenly Palace when he suddenly thought that this guy was here and he would be exposed as long as someone came. He simply grabbed his body and rushed over according to the oil painting on the wall.

His body was like passing through a waterfall or a ripples of water, and suddenly he entered a strange world.

Opposite this passage is a tall mountain with a towering cliff. The scenery is very similar to the oil paintings outside, except that there are two huge words on the cliff: Tiangong.

Damn, I finally found the Heavenly Palace!

It looks like a dense pine forest, green and thick pine needles on the ground. When you walk up, you are like stepping on a soft carpet. It is quiet all around, and the tall trunks of this pine tree are slanted, as if they are gestures to each intruder: shush, quiet, don't talk.

Liu Ang dragged the young warrior and hurriedly flashed into the woods on the mountain.

He was worried that he would be discovered immediately after entering the Heavenly Palace. When he saw this young warrior, his eyes lit up. This guy was as tall as his fat as he was. What was rare is that his appearance was vaguely similar. If he had dressed up as he was, wouldn't it be right to break in?

He did it as soon as possible, and he peeled off the man's clothes and changed them into the fastest speed, including the pair of black cowhide shoes on his feet. However, Liu Ang's hair was a little short, and he couldn't tie a tall bun in his mind like this guy, and drooped a bun like a ponytail.

He had a sudden inspiration and simply cut off the guy's bun and tied it tightly with his hair. At first glance, he became this person!

From this guy's waist, he got a bamboo waist card with the words: Low-class samurai: Shinyuemon.

Obviously, this guy is a mess outside the Tiangong Palace. He is like some soldiers standing guard and keeping guards in the main sect, and he is not even considered a member of the Tiangong Palace.

Liu Ang noticed that this guy was a mortal with five spirit roots, so he called the Qiyun compass to collect a vermilion golden elixir he used to make his appearance. He now looked no different from a mortal.

After getting a good suit, Liu Ang looked down at the Japanese samurai and whispered: "Unlucky, go to death!"

He pushed his hands flat, and a red flame bomb exploded, which instantly swallowed the guy in the sea of ​​fire. After a few seconds, only some ash was left on the ground. The fire ignited the pine needles on the ground, and ignited the next to it. The breeze blew, and the wind helped the fire, and soon ignited a tall pine tree. The pine tree became a big torch, which seemed very abrupt in this green wilderness.

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, Liu Ang hurriedly ran away. He now played a mortal warrior with five spirit roots, so he naturally could not fly with his sword. He took big steps and ran down the hillside.

Suddenly, he felt a murderous aura enveloped him, and the creepy fear flashed away. He stopped automatically because he knew that he was targeted and it would be useless to run away again!

"Shinyuemon, who let you enter the Heavenly Palace?" A sharp voice rang in the air.
Chapter completed!