&;Chapter content begins&; Fuso Country, the land of projectiles, the Dragon Kingdom is also an Oriental, and it has never been sanctioned.

However, in the great war of aggression more than 300 years ago, it suddenly changed the strategy of the Orientals, and even brazenly attacked the Dragon Kingdom, occupying the entire six northeastern provinces.

After the victory of the Dragon Kingdom, the Fusang Kingdom withdrew from the Dragon Kingdom, but plundered the wealth of the entire six northeastern provinces, and shamelessly did not admit to violating the Dragon Kingdom in the future public opinion.

Because of this, Fuso has a deep-rooted hatred in the hearts of the people of the Dragon Kingdom.

If it weren't for this pit killing, Zen Master Huiyin and the others might not have made a move on Fusang Kingdom. After all, during the Great War of Aggression, it had no effect on them, half-wasted masters of the Dust Realm.

Recently, his body has recovered, and he often comes out and walks around, and he has a lot of knowledge about the history of the Dragon Kingdom, coupled with the actions of the three god shinobi, which angered them, and they said that they had to find justice in everything.

"If you are dressed like this and rashly enter Fusang Country, it will attract the attention of ordinary people, will it scare the masters into hiding?"

While flying, Lin Lang noticed the dress of the masters around him, and suddenly felt that it might not work to go like this.

The power of any high-level military organization in the world must not be ignored.

Their group of people will definitely attract attention if they enter Fusang, and I am afraid that they will spread to the Divine Ninja School as soon as possible, and they may close the mountain gate and never come out again.

I couldn't find it, let alone ask for an explanation.

"What Patriarch Lin said is reasonable, but don't worry, we still know the five major schools of Fusang Country and know where they are safe. ”

Zen Master Huiyin was dressed in a white monk's robe, with two white eyebrows floating on his chest, looking like a high-ranking monk.

As he spoke, his eyes flashed, implying anger.

The god-killing scroll of the Fusang National God Ninja is indeed unbearable, and it is not easy to return to a normal body, facing destruction, how can you not be angry.

"Yes, more than 300 years ago, we were invited to go sightseeing. Now that I think about it, it must be to test our reality and prepare for a great invasion!"

The head of Qingxu Dao was dressed in a moon-white robe, with a loose pattern long sword on his back, and his hair was meticulously combed on his head, with the momentum of a fairy wind and bones.

As he spoke, he seemed to carry memories of the past, his eyelids narrowed slightly, looking at the distant sky.

"Since all the seniors know the place, then we will divide into three ways and go straight to Huanglong! I will let the eldest sister and them also come out and follow you!"

Hearing their conversation, Lin Lang already understood that the people on the scene knew a lot about Fusang Country, and they were not reckless and blind without a clue.

Now that you know their lair, what else do you say, it's just one word, kill!

However, in view of the great power of the God-killing Scroll, Lin Lang still decided to let Jun Wuxian and the others also go on the road together.

"Agree, there is a lot of strength in numbers, you can arrange a back hand, so as not to fall into the trap!"

"Yes, we can divide it into two groups, one after the other. No one can say what is the use of knowing the place and what dangers are hidden in it!"

"If there are another terrible scrolls, we can also divide people to take care of them!"

For Lin Lang's proposal, everyone present agreed.

The god-killing scroll cast countless shadows on their hearts, and when facing Fusang masters, they would think of it unnaturally.

Lin Lang's mind moved, and he summoned all the thirteen people who were studying the god-killing scroll.

"Indeed, since this thing is the life-saving hole card of Fusang Country, there must be more than one, be more careful, it's not too much!"

As soon as Jun Wuxian came out, he heard everyone's discussions, and said with a rather solemn expression.

If you really encounter the god-killing scroll, say that you have to ensure that some of them are alive and report to Lin Lang.

"Underground Xiongyan, your mission has arrived. Now that you have the ability to control the God-Killing Scroll, unleash your power on me. If Fuso continues to use it, I'll take it all. If we don't use it, we'll just ask for an explanation and keep their national protection artifact!"

Lin Lang saw the shortest man in the crowd at a glance, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

If he is there, any scroll that appears may be taken away by him, and it will become a trump card in his hand!

This is definitely an unexpected bonus!

Yuan Xueshuang and the others couldn't help but focus their attention on him.

Yesterday, he was treated with all kinds of disdain, and even almost beat him, but now he has become the focus of everyone, this kind of change is really fast.

"Boy, try hard, if anything goes wrong, I'll kill you first!"

Before he could say anything, Tang Zhen spoke first, threatening him very unceremoniously.

His domineering personality never wanted to control his life in the hands of others, especially a Fusang man, which made him even more uncomfortable.

Even if Lin Lang personally instructed everyone yesterday, there must be no internal contradictions, and he can't resolve his anger.

"No, no, how dare I? I will never do anything harmful to you!"

When Xiongyan heard Tang Zhen's words, his whole body trembled.

After careful observation, he already knew that the other party was indeed powerful, and he would definitely not accept anyone, including Lin Lang.

As he spoke, he kept nodding his head and bowing, for fear that Tang Zhen would start beating people now.

He cowered, and the people around him frowned.

Although he is afraid in his heart, it is not like this, there is no backbone of an ancient warrior!

I'm really afraid of death, I'm afraid of the top!

"Okay, don't talk about those useless ones! Now in groups, Xiongyan Underground will follow a team and go directly to your Water Ninja Tribe. After all, you're familiar with it, and it's just a matter of asking for some mental damage!"

Lin Lang directly ordered him to follow Zen Master Huiyin and the others in a team and set off first.

He was originally a member of the water system, so he was naturally most familiar with their old nest.

Now I personally bring outsiders to Xingshi to ask about the guilt, and I feel awkward in my heart, not to mention turning around a few times!

"Master, see if you can let me go to the Wind Ninja Tribe, I still have a bit of a grudge with them, so take this opportunity to break off. The water system, there is really no threat, and there is no god-killing scroll, anyone can go!"

He felt awkward in his heart, so he naturally refused to go over now, and took a step forward in cringe, approaching Lin Lang.

The expression on his face was slightly distorted, and he said in a low voice.

Of course, I say this because I can't face my fellow people in the water system. He wielded a butcher's knife with his own hands and killed his descendants, even if he was timid and afraid of death, he was unwilling to bear it.

For his thoughts, the people present knew very well, and their eyes were inadvertently focused on Lin Lang's face, watching what decision he made.

If it's insistence, it's really nothing. However, in the hearts of everyone, he may seem a little ruthless.

If you agree, it seems to be a little soft-hearted.

"Okay, as long as you're sure that the water system doesn't have a god-killing scroll, I'll give you permission!"

Lin Lang also adhered to his usual behavior, and was not so cold and ruthless, and agreed to his request.

Now that he has become his own subordinates, taking care of their emotions is the requirement of the superiors.