"dawn?"

Feeling the extraordinary power that hits like a sea wave, Li Shi Xiao bit her lip tightly. She looked at the man in the cloak from the corner of her eye, her muscles suddenly tensed, she couldn't be nervous, she couldn't be nervous, there will be nothing wrong with Lord God Tree here. of.

The fake four-image seal has no effect, just crawling on the lower abdomen to look good.

What Mizuno really wants is to give Jing Dun to Liishi Xiao. Jing Dun is a kind of ninjutsu that is highly ornamental and will disrupt the financial order. It is better to be in the hands of the government. There is a mature system.

"You bastard, you've been watching the battle?" Hei Ting's voice was trembling, it was doing a tense rally with the seal of the four elephants, and if he lost, he would be sealed in this little girl's body, a great shame.

"No, no, I just saw that you were able to deal with these fish and shrimp and didn't take action. I thought you could easily solve it by dividing two by three." The man in the cloak let out a hurried laugh, "But now you are capsized in the gutter. Yes."

The distraction body that was casting the seal of the four elephants was unable to restrain the cloaked man, and the black scorpion resisted the distraction body.

The cloaked man who has been lying in ambush is the Oriole, and only shot at such a critical moment of balance.

"How is it, have you thought about it? I will help you deal with this immortal's distracting body, don't forget, but we helped you break the seal and release you from the thousand-year-old cage. There is no reason to avenge our enemies. Bar."

"You..." The power of the four elephant seals is getting deeper and deeper, and the reaction is that the underground world is shaking more and more in reality, "Okay, I promise you, kite! Quickly kill these bugs for me!"

"Then, on behalf of the Xiao organization, you are welcome to join, Heiqi."

A ring flew towards the black shadow, and Kitten's body suddenly disappeared the moment the ring flew out.

The elusive man who stirred the world.

Tateishi Xiao's eyes suddenly opened, and the underground world was filled with the silence of death before the atomic bombing.

And the distracted body that was confronting also narrowed his eyes, and the light on his body became more and more prosperous.

"It's too late, let's go!"

The distracting body of the divine tree suddenly cracked, exploding like a flower bud.

Thousands of vines, tree branches, wooden dragons, and wooden figures flew out of the distraction body, like Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket pouring out all the props at once.

"Roar!"

The evil god, like the statue of the evil **** carved by a crazy artist, is terrifyingly deformed.

"Tips for carving insects!"

The kite stepped forward from the void and laughed, but he didn't see any movement, just waved his hand gently.

"boom!"

All the wooden escape techniques exploded.

The sprinting wooden dragon and wooden figures exploded into thousands of sections, splendid fireworks.

"let's go."

But all this was just a trick, and the distraction body grabbed Tateishi Xiao's arm.

Then they went to the place where Misa was, and the bodies of the two disappeared into the underground world.

"Spirituality!"

"You two go back to Tokyo first!"

Moments before being channeled to Tokyo, Tateishi Shino looked at the distracted body that was heading towards Akatsuki and was stunned.

"Lord God Tree!"

"God tree..."

After the two of them were channeled, the underground world, which had been in a state of tension and self-destruction, suddenly stopped.

The wooden dragons and wooden figures disappeared one after another, the black scorpion, the kite, the distracted body, and the faces of various faces became the same person, and the silent underground world returned to the silent control.

Tokyo, Shinjuku district.

The good people have gathered in a good location in Shinjuku City, and used the camera to aim at the sacred tree that produced the vision just now.

Yoyogi, which has completely turned into a large construction site, is strictly blocked. Except for construction units, ordinary people are not allowed to enter. However, there are no restrictions in the Shinjuku district next to Yoyogi. There are several high-rise buildings with good views in Shinjuku district. Someone is filming.

However, apart from the text that flew out at the beginning, the sacred tree more than 200 meters high fell into a long silence, much to the disappointment of many people who were planning to watch the show here.

"Kameda, will there really be big news?"

Kameda is the surname. The anchor who was once famous for directly attacking the battle of Yoyogi. Relying on his identity as a citizen, he ran around the country every day, and made money by broadcasting live broadcasts to foreigners. After all, the current travel ban in the island country has not been lifted. A foreigner who loves to die unless you swim across the Pacific.

However, the Chinese people in the live broadcast studio always like to use his surname, and Kameda doesn't know why.

"I will, I will."

Looking at Yoyogi, and thinking about the Yoyogi real estate he sold, Kameda couldn't help feeling a little bit sour.

Sour, very sour.

If you don't have a brainstorm, you will step into the upper class now, where is the use of being the anchor of this hundreds of thousands of fans.

The little anchor next to him nodded. Kameda decided that there was nothing wrong with it. He was a big player in the industry. If he said that there would be big news, there would be big news.

But after waiting for an hour in a row, there was still no change in the sacred tree in the distance. Many photographers squatting at the shooting point couldn't help rubbing their shoulders, but no one was willing to go downstairs, and everyone was waiting for a good time.

"coming!"

The crooked personnel stood up instantly, and all the shooting equipment in their hands focused on the sacred tree.

But looking at the movement of the sacred tree, the photographer's body trembled.

"God, what happened to the divine tree?"

"This is, to wither?"

"Is there going to be another fight?"

The originally majestic divine tree was shrinking visibly to the naked eye, and the lush green leaves entered the chilling autumn ahead of time, slowly turning yellow and then falling into the air.

The size of the sacred tree is so huge, the canopy covers half of the sky, and when the leaves are falling, the boundless leaves rustle down, and then blown by the sea breeze, half of Tokyo will almost become a world with falling leaves.

The upper-class culture of the island country advocates the sadness of things, and then it affects ordinary people. If it is cherry blossoms, it will be fine, but seeing the falling leaves of the sacred tree in reality will not make Tokyo people feel beautiful and happy, but terrified.

Frightened by the mutation of the divine tree! Panic about if something catastrophic happened!

"The sacred tree that shelters Tokyo."

An 80-year-old old man slumped on the ground, watching the withered appearance of the divine tree with tears in his eyes: "This country will not end."

The elderly in the island country are the most superstitious. Many elderly people have tied their beliefs to the tree of God~lightnovelpub.net~ Ah, it's over, it's over. "

In the streets of Shinjuku, where people drink during the day, a few middle-aged drunken people emerge from the izakaya.

In their forties and fifties, they were born and raised in the period of rapid development of the island country, and grew up in the golden age.

However, it didn’t take long to start a family and start a business in the society and encountered successive economic crises. After the loss of 20 years, the appearance of the divine tree brought a new round of prosperity. Although this round of prosperity has little to do with ordinary people, in their eyes Also with honor.

It is rude to say that the confidence of the people of the island country in the supernatural has expanded unprecedentedly, and the reliable status of the sacred tree has replaced Takeo Moribe as the source of more than half of this confidence.

But at this time, this sacred tree is faintly dying, how can it not make the people of Tokyo panic.

"What?" The construction worker who was pushing a wheelbarrow on the construction site patted the leaves off his face.

He looked up at the withering of the towering giant tree, the fallen leaves collapsed like a tall building, and the light of the world was blocked by the sea of ​​leaves.