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On Mount Fuji, only Fang Zuo and the remnant soul of Asura, which was already tens of meters tall, were left.

Fang Zuo's face was pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

The Nascent Soul in the body shrank a circle.

The process of copying the Asura's body was so concretized that Fang Zuo felt a little overwhelmed by the numerous textures of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, this is just the embodiment of the Ashura child, and also a remnant soul. The embodiment of the body is nothing more than the remains of an Ashura.

If he were an adult Asura, so many textures of heaven and earth would have burst Fang Zuo's Nascent Soul and exhausted his soul.

Just now.

The sound of a supersonic aircraft's sonic boom was heard in the distance.

Five F-35 fighter jets of the Japan Self-Defense Force took off from Ichigaya Air Base and arrived in a flash, a distance of only 100 kilometers.

The pilots in the fighter jets informed each other of the situation and kept a distance from the remnant soul of Asura.

Then each of them circled.

Five AIM-120 missiles were fired rapidly.

Boom boom boom.

The missile exploded with a huge flame on Ashura's body.

In an instant, several large holes were blasted into the body of Asura's remnant soul that had just materialized.

Fortunately, the power gained from devouring the mountain soul Damingshen and the gods quickly repaired his body.

The remnant soul of Asura opened his mouth and let go.

Silent, high-frequency sound waves attacked the electronic systems of five F-35 fighter jets.

However, attacks of this frequency have almost no effect on the F-35, which has certain electronic defenses.

The huge body of Asura's remnant soul waved its six arms, throwing out balls of black mist, trying to hit the F-35 flying and circling around him.

However, according to the speed of the F35, it can easily avoid the black fog with just a quick move.

Boom boom boom.

Five more AIM-120 missiles came over, blasting several big holes in Ashura's body.

Fang Zuo below gritted his teeth and tried to hold on to his spirit, imagining how this Asura body repaired its flesh.

but.

It was not his idea if the remains of the Ashura child were destroyed by these F35 fighter jets.

It will not achieve his goal.

Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows and removed the divine consciousness that was blocking the secrets of heaven.

at last.

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder had already accumulated strength in the sky, but it just couldn't lock onto the target of the heavenly punishment.

Fang Zuoyi withdrew his spiritual thoughts, and thousands of white electric lights representing the ultimate energy, like thousands of dragons descending from the sky, gathered into a huge Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, with magnificent power and unstoppable momentum, striking down from the sky to the earth.

It chopped towards the remains of Ashura and five F-35 fighter jets.

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This condensed into a huge white lightning, falling rapidly from the sky, with unstoppable force.

Faster and faster, in a flash

In mid-air, it seemed as if a sharp spear was splitting the sky and earth apart. Tiny electric lights like golden snakes were madly flashing around the spear. The "sharp" electric current seemed to be real, and tiny cracks were cut into the surrounding space.

Under this devastating force, the white lightning spear even transformed into a dragon shape, shooting down and slashing down.

The lightning spear of the heavenly tribulation, which gathered thousands of thunders into one point, brought with it endless pressure from the heavenly tribulation. Even Fang Zuo felt a little pressure.

His face looked a little ugly.

Although the thunder tribulation that night was long and intensive, the power of a single lightning bolt was far less than this divine punishment.

If I had to endure this kind of thunder tribulation all night, I would have died long ago.

The white lightning spear appeared in front of him in the instant Fang Zuo was thinking.

The residual soul of the young Ashura child has also been materialized at this time.

The previously blurred outline now has a three-dimensional and oppressive feel.

The pressure brought by the nine-day thunder of heavenly tribulation caused the unyielding factor towards heaven in his blood to begin to awaken.

The six horizontal eyes were originally a little confused, but now they were staring at the sky with a fierce look.

"Come on, Emperor Haotian." The remains of the Asura child roared, spread his legs and stood firmly on the ground. His muscles were knotted all over, and red lines appeared on his black body, glowing with a ferocious red light. He swung his fists at the six giant arms of the White Lightning Spear.

Boom!

Six fists wrapped in black light shields burst out with dazzling white light the moment they met the Nine Heavens Thunder, like the strong light of the midday sun, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The Nine Heavens Thunder was stopped by a fist and then overturned and pressed down. At the place where the remains of Asura were standing, the electric energy was extremely compressed into a white ball of light with a radius of ten meters.

Countless tiny golden electric currents were flowing in the surrounding space.

Then the white ball of light exploded.

Energy radiates from every angle.

at the same time.

The five F35 fighter jets circling in the sky were already some distance away from the remains of Asura.

The drivers were all at a loss as they saw the sudden lightning strike in the distance.

A huge white light spread out, shining indiscriminately.

Inside the cabin, all the electronic equipment was flashing red lights violently, alarms were blaring continuously, and the pointers of various parameters on the dashboard were swinging up and down.

No matter how the driver tried to pull it up, it was useless.

The five F35 fighter jets suddenly lost control and fell to the ground like fallen leaves.

At the center of the white light explosion.

Fang Zuo stood there motionless, allowing the pressure and energy to hit him.

He stared intently at every movement on Asura's body, not daring to miss a single detail.

The remains of Asura kept the posture of six giant arms waving fists towards the sky, with the head raised high and the mouth wide open.

The circle of black pits around him were all caused by the compression and materialization of lightning energy, but the place where he stood remained the same.

The huge white light slowly disappeared.

The remains of Asura slowly turned to ashes, and the six giant arms that were raised high in the air and clenched into fists began to turn into a puff of black smoke and dissipated in this world.

Fang Zuo sighed and showed some respect to the remnant soul.

Although Mount Sumeru was shattered, this ancient vicious tribe did not know whether the final outcome would be genocide or escape, but their indomitable spirit could be seen in the residual soul of this Asura child.

The Ashura clan will never be enslaved!!

Fang Zuo stretched out his hand, a wisp of black smoke lingering around his fingertips.

This was after Asura's remaining body and soul exploded with their maximum energy to counter the white light. Before the white lightning completely destroyed him, some of the original power was absorbed by Fang Zuo.

Boom boom boom boom!

Five loud bangs were heard at the foot of Mount Fuji in the distance.

Five F-35s crashed one by one.

Five flames erupted.

The next moment, Fang Zuo appeared on another peak of Mount Fuji.

After setting up the concealment formation, Fang Zuo looked inward at his Nascent Soul.

Miserable.

The great pressure on the soul caused the Nascent Soul to become extremely weak, and the body was also somewhat damaged by the residual power of the white lightning.

Fang Zuo played with the black smoke in his hand, which was emitting a faint black light. After thinking for a moment, he resolutely slapped it on his body.

The Taoist Thirteen Supreme Classics on Body Strengthening slowly came to mind.

An original force that was beyond his understanding slowly blended with the vitality of his body.

Fang Zuo guided this power, and walked slowly in his body according to the texture of the Asura's remains copied from his Nascent Soul, opening up a new way for energy to circulate in his meridians. At the same time, he carefully strengthened his foundation by combining the body-building chapters of the Thirteen Classics.

The more he shaped his body according to the texture he had copied, the more he discovered that it had many similarities with the physical bodies of the cultivation methods recorded in the Thirteen Classics of the Supreme Being.

It seems that they came from the Ashura clan.

No wonder some Taoist masters had commented and left messages raising doubts in the past, saying that humans have had the same appearance since ancient times, and that their bodies consist of nothing more than twelve main meridians and eight extraordinary meridians.

How could one cultivate a three-headed, six-armed physical body after practicing the Taoist body-refining method?

I think the Taoist immortals who created this body-building method in ancient times knew that no matter how humans cultivated their bodies, they would always be inferior to those ferocious creatures. So, just like what I am doing now, I captured a lot of ancient ferocious creatures to find a way to strengthen my body.

Perhaps the Asura clan members were not spared either.

I don’t know how long it took.

The original power of the Asuras finally merged with his body. Fang Zuo took out some of the power of incense and injected it into his body. He slowly absorbed it according to the imprinted Asura clan texture...

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There was a noisy atmosphere in the Japanese Parliament.

The new round of parliamentary elections has finally come to an end.

The party of Japan's interim Prime Minister Shigeru Shigeharu lost all its members in the previous election and even failed to reach the number required by Japanese law.

According to Japanese law, if the prime minister's party does not have the required number of members, the prime minister must step down.

just now.

Not only was he himself questioned by the public, but his party also lost the election for parliament. This made him, who was already unpopular, feel like he was surrounded by enemies.

This means that if Prime Minister Shigeru Yoshida does not find a solution, he will become the shortest-lived prime minister in Japanese history.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu sat in his seat in Congress with lifeless eyes, neither happy nor sad.

Mei Shiraishi looked at her sister who was obviously thinner with heartache. She could not even eat a few bites of food these days.

Not only her, but even the little one at home, Oda Yui, didn't eat much.

Whether it was homemade or takeout, he said he had no appetite and went upstairs after eating two bites.

Mei Shiraishi heard sobbing sounds coming from inside the room, and went to knock on the door, but the door wouldn't open no matter what. The person locked themselves in the room and refused to come out.

Then the next day I went back to study with a pale face.

"Mr. Shiraishi?" Abe Noja walked over with a frown, looking at Shiraishi Nagimitsu's appearance, with questions in his mind.

She was still wearing a white shirt and a gray uniform skirt, and she had obviously lost a lot of weight.

Why is this woman whom I admire so absent-minded lately? Is she sick?

"Huh? What did you say, Congressman Abe?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu raised his head and said with a hint of apology.

"I say, what do you think of our 'short-lived' prime minister?" Abe Nosuke repeated.

"Although our Prime Minister faces 'dismissal,' all he needs to do is find MPs to support him within the stipulated time." Shiraishi Nagimitsu habitually tucked his long hair. "According to our country's laws, all he needs to do is find MPs from other parties to reach the quorum."

"Whether it's spending money or making promises, I believe our prime minister should be able to find enough MPs."

"Of course, if no one makes trouble." Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at Abe Noja with a meaningful look.

"Don't look at me, Councillor Shiraishi. Although I was the one who directed the last black gold incident, the subsequent fermentation was not caused by me." Abe Nojaguar spread his hands.

"Oh?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu was a little surprised: "Then who did it?"

After the last incident in which Abe Noja directed the accusation against the interim Prime Minister for black money, just as Shiraishi Nagiko had expected, Shigeki Shiba put the blame on the accountant, using the excuse that the data was distorted due to miscalculation.

However, the black gold incident was not resolved because of this explanation.

The accountant, who had clearly written a testimony to take the blame, decisively retracted his confession at the procuratorate, pushing the interim prime minister into the spotlight again.