Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 73. Battle on the Moon
Appreciating the so-called national quintessence of Japan, Xu Zhenqing looked at the dancers on the stage with bare breasts and gold powder on their faces, as well as the brides in heavy makeup. It seemed as if they were performing the story of Izanami being burned to death and falling into the underworld, and Izanagi going to save his wife but failing.

Xu Zhenqing saw the dancer representing Izanami wearing makeup from the underworld, and frightened Izanagi into fleeing from the underworld.

Izanami is clearly Minamoto no Chitose in disguise, it's a bit unfair for a man to look like her.

"Brother Dao, it's over, don't sleep anymore."

"Well, fellow Daoist, don't talk nonsense. I am clearly practicing."

After a brief awkward chat with the master of Biyou Palace, Xu Zhenqing left Tamamonomae under the pretext of having to pee.

Walking on the streets of Tokyo, you can see that rice is sold out in supermarkets everywhere, but there are still long queues of people waiting for restocking, bringing their families with them.

Frowning slightly, Xu Zhenqing thought that Japan's rice shortage was cyclical, and the Japanese government probably had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem and was still hoarding rice.

Walking to Tokyo Bay, looking at the turbid sea water, he suppressed his nausea and swung his knife to cut off the sea water. The huge waves surged to both ends, revealing a land path.

With mental power maintaining both sides, Xu Zhenqing wanted to see the so-called Takama-ga-hara, whether the continent eaten by Bo Gang actually existed.

Passersby looked terrified, while others prostrated themselves on the ground in a look of piety.

After all, they had been trained in the big scene of tribulation a few days ago, so these people were relatively peaceful and did not commit crimes such as robbery and rape like last time.

Looking at the whale in the water curtain, Xu Zhenqing kindly helped the other party clear the pot vine and left a mark in the other party's mind.

There was also a seven-meter-tall octopus with a high IQ. It ran directly to Xu Zhenqing to ask for food. Amused, Xu Zhenqing rewarded it with a drop of artificial dragon blood.

The divine sense easily scanned some sunken ships, ranging from the Tang Dynasty to the present. Xu Zhenqing's target was the Lenin, or to be more precise, the embryo on it.

In 1992, the icebreaker Lenin passed through an unnamed port in northern Siberia and took away a precious dragon embryo.

After passing through the safe waters 120 nautical miles from the coast of Japan, the dragon embryo mysteriously fell into the depths of the Tuscarora Abyss.

Xu Zhenqing was not bad at geography. He knew that the two places were far apart. In fact, if you wanted to go to any place on the earth, it would only take a thought.

We kept descending the altitude until we reached the edge of the Eurasian continental shelf. Looking at the deep sea, we saw all kinds of marine life coexisting in harmony, and the survival of the fittest. An indescribable feeling came over me.

Xu Zhenqing once accomplished soaring in the sky and fighting at high altitudes, but now he wants to explore the deep sea to see if the high pressure of the deep sea can give him some breath of death.

All of this has been reported to the relevant personnel, and the news must be known to the Holy Lord who escaped from hell. Only in this way will the other party be careless and let go of resurrecting the demons.

Reincarnation, White King, Demon, Reincarnation, Weapons, Virus, these are the best stages.

Just as Xu Zhenqing thought, the Holy Lord was trying his best to crack the method to open the gate of hell. Yes, the Panku treasure box that Xu Zhenqing accidentally lost was picked up by the Holy Lord and his party.

But this time it was not Bo Gang who walked out of hell, but Zhulan, the big brother of the devil, the moon devil Zhulan.

The Holy Lord possessed Valon, wearing a space suit and boarding Musk's rocket to land on the moon. Unfortunately, it seemed that he was experiencing a space crash due to an Indian aluminum alloy valve.

With great difficulty, he pieced together the side of the Panku treasure box that represented the blue curse. The runes spread light, shot out a beam of light, and opened the green door to hell covered with Sanskrit.

Zhu Lan, wearing a Taoist robe and with his arms folded across his chest, used gravity to capture the Holy Lord and his group who were about to get lost in outer space.

"Holy Lord, you are too slow."

"I have tried my best." Without comment, Zhu Lan pulled the Holy Lord to fly towards the moon, and suddenly turned his head to look at a relic.

A huge reincarnation eye shot out a beam of light, hitting Zhu Lan and his group directly.

"Is it an alien invasion?"

"Ignorance is bliss." Zhu Lan said calmly.

The black gas spread wildly and invaded the moon. From the perspective of the earth, it looked like a total lunar eclipse was taking place, and the moon was being eaten by a dog.

For Zhu Lan, once the moon is infected by the black gas and the celestial phenomena change, the black gas will be able to revive. As the darling of the black gas, his power will naturally rise with it. It can be easily broken by some mortals.

"This eye was created by the cosmic migrants who migrated thousands of years ago." The Holy Lord fell into reminiscence and then explained to Zhu Lan.

"Since they are outsiders, they are not even qualified to be servants." Zhu Lan nodded slowly, obviously not fond of Otsutsuki.

"Is there a crocodile over there?" The Holy Lord said to Zhu Lan hurriedly as if he saw something.

"It doesn't matter. The opponent's strength is weakened."

Ever since the Nine Dragons began pulling the coffin, the Crocodile Ancestor, who was suppressed by the Great Leiyin Temple on the ancient star of Mars, successfully escaped and has been circling around the earth. It is obvious that he has also noticed the changes in the moon.

Now, due to the thousand years of being sealed by Sakyamuni, the Crocodile Ancestor's cultivation has inevitably dropped to the saint level. He is capable of sweeping the earth in the open, but he is trapped in the imperial formation on the earth and can only wander around.

"Fellow Daoist, can you take me to Earth?"

"How dare a little crocodile act so arrogantly."

Zhu Lan ignored the Crocodile Ancestor and continued to infect the moon, which obviously angered the Demon Saint. As a saint, a strand of hair was enough to cut down the stars. It should be noted that saints should not be insulted lightly.

"Hmph, then let's see what's really going on."

"A mortal crocodile thinks he's invincible just because he understands some of the laws?"

Zhu Lan looked gloomy, and the black energy had inevitably spread to the universe. Now he mastered the laws of the moon in the universe and had risen to the saint level.

The laws of the holy way, the realm of the saint in "Showing the Sky", the meditation of the Galaxy Emperor, the standard configuration of the immortal level in "Devouring the Starry Sky", the saint is the one who carries on the past and opens up the future, the three immortals, and the law is one of them.

The Crocodile Ancestor stretched out his giant claws that covered the sky, with the blessing of the laws and countless divine chains of order intertwined. Although it was just a casual attack, it was equivalent to the power of a claw.

The Holy Lord tried to reduce his presence as much as possible. Although his strength had increased, except for the Law of Fire, he did not have any other powers. He could only be considered a low-level Saint.

"I've taken your claws." Zhu Lan mobilized the gravity of the moon to suppress the Crocodile Ancestor, and the Order Divine Chain was also crisscrossed. Compared with the Order Divine Chain of the Crocodile Ancestor, Zhu Lan's Order Divine Chain had a natural beauty.

Crocodile Ancestor stared directly at Zhu Lan. Although his holy body was being torn apart by the enormous gravitational force, his body was his strongest point as a demon saint. He was not afraid at all, but was more than capable of handling the situation. “The innate creatures seem to be related to those people.”

"Your body seems to have traces of high-level holy laws. Have you ever been a high-level saint?" Zhu Lan turned his head and looked at the Crocodile Ancestor unscrupulously, commenting casually.

　Chapter 2 will be posted later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)