[Don't tell me, this story is quite interesting. 】

[Interesting is interesting, but the map is a bit short. 】

[You can tell that you became a monster by telling a story. Is it so easy to become a monster? 】

[After all, Dongguo, there are three monsters in the cesspit! Don't spit to find out. 】

[What is it, let me elaborate! 】

...

Looking at the sand sculpture netizens chatting without any sense of tension in the barrage, Feng Xue silently counted the time. At this time, Feng Xue suddenly felt that the strength of Yan Kingdom's martial arts was too high, so that the group of audience watched the strange talk There was no sense of tension in the transformation on the spot.

Sometimes he would also have the idea that the so-called Hundred Stories of Yan Kingdom is not false at all, as long as it is slowly guided, but thinking of the existence of [pieces], Feng Xue dispelled this idea.

In the final analysis, physical strength is only a small aspect of the battle between ghost stories, and the real focus is the confrontation between power and setting.

The setting is bigger than the sky, and the Japanese gods are specially attacked. Facing the master of the golden bell who can resist the bombing of the Tomahawk missile, Baimonuyu only needs a skinning knife to break through the defense. Fight monsters against opponents who are indestructible and defenseless.

The stories prepared in Hundred Monogatari are not long, one minute short and three minutes long, which is the level of an 800-character composition.

When the young man's body was slowly wrapped in leather-like armor, and when the pattern of a different kind of Kamen Rider appeared on the picture of Hyakki Yakyou, only two minutes had passed.

"Calm down, calm down, that scroll doesn't have an indestructible attribute, just use an indescribable stick-shaped object to destroy it later." Feng Xue entered the state of mirror and water, calming down her emotions completely, so as not to be attacked by monsters with mind-reading abilities At the same time, he kept keeping in mind the location of every strange talk present, so as to ensure that he could seize the right time.

But at this moment, a ghost with two protruding eyeballs occupying most of his face suddenly let out an exclamation——

"No, it's a missile. Humans are using missiles to attack here! It will hit the sky tree in a minute at most!"

After the voice fell, the audience in the live broadcast room who got the simultaneous translation immediately exploded. Listening to the story is just watching the fun, and the blood flowing into the river is the scene worth looking forward to!

[Don't be too bloody, or it won't be broadcast! 】

[Stupid, Maoyu can't go to YouTube! 】

【The account you are looking for has been canceled...】

...

The spectators started carnival, and the few neon resistance organizations that were not affected began to mobilize their forces to try to catch the leak, while the countries that had the ability to launch missiles and have been paying attention to Tokyo all looked confused——

Who fired the missile? When was it launched? Why didn't our satellite find it?

"What are you panicking about?!"

Just when there was a bit of noise in the room, Wu who was about to speak was interrupted, the young man with huge horns uttered an angry reprimand, he lifted the wine gourd wrapped around his waist, and boldly poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth , the moment the spell casting posture was completed, the scene of the entire Japanese room began to distort rapidly.

The original rush tatami mats turned into mud and rocks, and saplings rose from the ground one by one, and turned from tender seedlings into giant trees in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the ground began to rise continuously, and the surrounding walls began to gradually pull away, and a lone peak full of gentle wind replaced the original Tokyo Sky Tree (the shape can refer to the map of the abandoned shrine in the rise of Monster Hunter).

Countless evil ghosts emerge from every corner of the isolated peak, and at a glance, there are green, red, green, or purple long-horned ghosts all over the mountains and plains.

Immediately, a vermilion torii gate suddenly rose from the rocks, followed by houses full of shrine elements.

The ghosts who were originally sitting in the room were all standing on the stone slab in the center of the shrine, and the candlesticks that were still burning with the flames of ghosts still formed a circle quietly.

Feng Xue looked at the missile in the sky that seemed to be close in front of her eyes, and reached out to touch her belly.

Although it was just an insignificant movement, Feng Xue could clearly feel at least a dozen murderous auras rushing towards her, but quietly dissipated before they touched her.

Confirming that the effectiveness of the crutch was still working, he removed the transformation of the Kamen Rider without a trace, leaving only a set of iron armor as a base.

"What are you doing in a daze? Continue!" Jiu Tun-douji glanced back, and the dazed Wu immediately recovered. Although he felt that everyone's attention might not be on him when he was telling the story, he still didn't dare to disobey the deputy leader. He immediately found out the most suitable story for his candle, and prepared to speak.

It was just that he had just uttered the first word when an extremely violent explosion covered his voice, and the missile slammed into the protruding cliff that covered the shrine in Dajiang Mountain. The fire of strange stories on the Internet can't help flickering.

But Dajiang Mountain seems to have the solidity that phantoms should have. Even if it is directly bombarded by missiles, not even a single stone can be broken away.

But at the moment when the smoke rose, a huge black shadow fell from the smoke, and a big ghost who looked completely different from the ghosts on the mountain stood up.

"It's now!"

Feng Xue's strength suddenly exploded under his feet, and his sky-shifting star skill was launched, and his figure had already appeared beside Jiuten-douji. From this angle and this position, anyone who saw it would think that this was his attempt to assassinate Jiuten-douji .

It was at this time that the exclamation also sounded——

"Deputy leader! Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiu Tun-douji jumped up high, and the seemingly slender arms contained a huge force that made the air vibrate, and hammered on Feng Xue who seemed to want to assassinate him.

boom!

A violent impact followed, and Shuten-douji's expression changed suddenly, because the strength of this punch was completely wrong!

He wanted to make up for the blow immediately, but Feng Xue's body had already risen into the sky under his bombardment, and the words full of sarcasm followed--

"You've been fooled! Jiu Tun-douji, I'm better at wits, does this direction look familiar to you? This is my escape route! wryyyyyyyy!"

Accompanied by these extremely grassy lines, there were bursts of shouts in the live broadcast room, but Feng Xue had already completed contact with the giant shadow that fell from the sky.

Two golden lights lit up like opened eyes, the heavy body fell to the ground, the movement of stretching palms, the silver-grey armor shining with moonlight, and the slender structure full of mechanical texture gave people a visual impact beyond the times.

"Buzz..."

Trembling sounds oscillated in the sky, and with the bgm of the apostle's attack, the twelve-meter-tall giant mechanical structure stood in front of this ancient Gufeng Shrine in a very different style.

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