Returning to the fairyland for a blind date

Chapter 311 Old Witch God, Xuanhan Mountain

Nearly [-] Burmese soldiers were cut through with one sword, and no less than [-] to [-] Burmese soldiers all knelt down and bowed down to a Chinese boy.

This scene not only made all the people of Myanmar tremble, but also made those tourists from various countries traveling in Nay Pyi Taw crazy, puzzled and shocked.

Ye Feng came in such a hurry, the Burmese army went out almost unprepared, and didn't even have time to seal off the scene. Of course, this scene all fell into the eyes of countless people. Countless people held up their cameras to take pictures, frantically overturning the situation. The shocking scenes of life are spread on social networks, personal space, circle of friends...

"Who is this Huaxia boy? My God, tens of thousands of troops can't suppress him, and they all knelt down to him and begged for mercy. Is he really the god who the Burmese army said came into the world?"

The hands of some foreign tourists holding up their cameras to take pictures trembled.

"It's General Ye, my darling. General Ye just destroyed Dongying not long ago. Is he going to destroy Myanmar again?" An official from the Chinese embassy in Myanmar exclaimed.

"Quick, quick, quick, hurry up and send this news back to the capital. I heard that General Ye has always acted eccentrically, just like when he was in Dongpu. Even the military didn't know what he was going to do. This time the capital certainly didn't know about Ye. The general is about to set a new record, and it seems that Myanmar will change hands from now on!" The speaker was a middle-aged woman in her 30s, and she was the highest official of the Chinese embassy in Myanmar.

"This is definitely a headline, a headline that shocked the world. As long as I send this news back immediately, the bonus for this month will definitely be doubled. There are also those few veteran reporters who are more senior than me, so they usually don't give it to me. I have a good face, after I send back this headline that shocked the world, I will see if they dare to show my face in the future!" A female reporter in her 20s snapped a photo with her camera , and then sat down next to a flower bed, took out the pocket notebook he carried with him, and started typing on the keyboard.

Although Myanmar is only a very backward small country, all heads of state have to pay attention to the occurrence of such a world-shaking event where one man broke through thousands of troops.

At this time, Ye Feng didn't pay any attention to the shock of these mortals.

He stared at the figure rising into the sky from the manor, and then an angry snort came from that figure, and a powerful spiritual force collided with his consciousness in an instant.

boom!
In the void, there was a burst of terrain fluctuations.Two incomparably huge spiritual forces collided in the air.

Ye Feng's figure didn't move, but the figure let out a muffled groan, obviously suffering from a dark loss.

Ye Feng's consciousness was extremely powerful when the foundation was built on the first floor, comparable to the SSS-level transcendents in Europe and the United States who are good at spiritual power. Now that he has built the third floor, his consciousness is as strong as five or six SSS-level extraordinary in Europe and the United States. Those who attack together may not necessarily be as strong as his spiritual sense.

Immediately afterwards, an angry voice came from the figure:

"Ye Feng, you destroyed my sacred place of the witch clan, killed my son, and now you broke into the main altar of my Wandu sect, and wiped out the descendants of my affiliated country. You must die today!"

As the sound sounded, a black mist that penetrated the sky and the earth rose into the sky, charging towards Ye Feng with thick black smoke.

Before the others arrived, thick smoke billowed all over the sky, the heat wave was raging, and the entire manor was instantly covered in thick smoke.

"My God, this is..."

The female reporter who was typing away heard the sound and looked up just in time to see this scene. The palm notebook fell to the ground in fright. She covered her small mouth with both hands, with a look of disbelief.

"It's the old witch god, the old witch god has come to save us!"

Seeing this scene, the Burmese soldiers who were kneeling on the ground exclaimed.

"Old witch god!"

"Old witch god!"

"Old witch god!"

……

At this moment, all the soldiers bowed down again, but this time they did not bow down to Ye Feng, but to the Xuanhan Mountain in the sky, the old witch god and god in the hearts of all Burmese people.

At this moment, under the leadership of the president, all the high-ranking officials of Myanmar put their hands together and kowtowed collectively to the Xuanhan Mountain in the sky.

At this moment, all the people of Myanmar bowed down and knelt down, chanting words.

At this moment, all the foreign tourists were shocked, stunned, and confused. They didn't know what happened, what kind of monster existed in the sky that day, and it made all Burmese people kneel down.

This scene was so crazy that all tourists, reporters, and officials from various embassies in Myanmar were puzzled, puzzled, and confused.

A person can make a country bow down, is this still a person?

"Xuanhanshan, I thought you would stay in the turtle shell and dare not come out." Ye Feng snorted coldly.

In the eyes of tens of thousands of kneeling Burmese people, a blue light exploded from Ye Feng's body, and then he stepped out, stepping up to a height of hundreds of meters, his body climbed higher and higher , Looking up from the bottom, it looks like a helicopter taking off, and it looks like the National Satellite Center launching a rocket satellite.

Then he punched out, shattering all the black mist from Xuanhan Mountain.

"God, this is definitely a god descending into the world!"

Those tourist reporters didn't see the picture of Ye Feng smashing dozens of Burmese fighter planes with a sword in the air before. Seeing Ye Feng flying into the sky like a spirit at this moment, they were all shocked on the spot.

Some believers who believed in gods and Buddhas also knelt down facing Ye Feng's figure, clasping their hands together like the Burmese people.

"This is a battle of gods!"

In a courtyard on the outskirts of Nay Pyi Taw, an old man looked up at the sky. The old man's aura was terrifying, and he seemed to be at least a strong man on the seventh or eighth floor, but his hands were trembling at this moment.

"Grandpa, what is God War?" A little girl asked with her big eyes blinking.

"The battle of the gods is the battle between two strong men who are like gods." The old man said reverently.

"Grandpa, do gods really exist in this world?" the little girl asked curiously.

"Grandpa doesn't know either, but in the distant upper kingdom of China, where martial arts prevailed, there were some strong men who would always break the laws of the world and use the general trend of the world for their own use. Their methods were miraculous and omnipotent. Such strong men should be regarded as It must be a god." The old man explained.

"Father, this young man should be from China too. What he said just now seems to be Chinese." At this time a middle-aged man came over and said.

"Well, only the upper kingdom of China can produce such a heaven-defying god and man. Xuanhan Mountain also came from China back then, but after he took control of Burma, he acted against the law and continued tyranny, making countless Burmese people live in the water. In the midst of the heat, I hope that this Chinese boy can kill him in one fell swoop, even if our Burmese country becomes a subsidiary of the upper kingdom of China, the people's life will definitely be ten times better than it is now." The old man said, the eyes that were originally dim A flash of anger flashed.

"Father, then shall we..." the middle-aged man asked cautiously.

"Let those dead soldiers sneak into the palace now, and let them kill all the officials once the youths of Huaxia Shangguo kill Xuanhan Mountain. Today is an excellent time for our Haogang family to regain control of Myanmar." The old man's eyes flickered Shining a sharp divine light.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed a sternness when he heard the words, and he went down to make arrangements.

"Our Haogang family has been waiting for decades, and today we have finally waited for this excellent opportunity to restore the country. God of China, as long as you can kill Xuanhan Mountain, my Haogang family will respect you as a god. The only God!" The old man looked at Ye Feng's figure in the air, with firm belief in his eyes.

"Grandpa, you usually say that China has Mo Tianji, who is invincible, that Su has Gref as a god, and that Su is safe, and that Tianzhu has Master Kashi as his belief, and Tianzhu can become one of the most powerful countries under the five empires." One, then, if the God of China can bless our Myanmar, will our Myanmar also become a powerful country?" asked the little girl.

The old man touched the little girl's head and said kindly: "It is very difficult for Myanmar to become a powerful country, at least within 100 years, but if there is the protection of the God of China, at least the neighboring small countries will not dare to fight against each other again." My country's use of force allows our country to develop its economy peacefully like China's upper country. Only when the economy is strong can we have greater military power. A huge economic system and strong military power are also the best way to measure the strength of a country. important standard."

"Oh." The little girl nodded half-understood, and raised her binoculars to look at the sky above the capital of Myanmar.

At this time, the battle between Ye Feng and Xuanhan Mountain, the battle of gods in the hearts of the Burmese people, officially kicked off.

(End of this chapter)