Original God Traveler of One Piece World

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At the border between Liyue and Fengdan in the northwest, Qiaoying Village, which should have been full of crisp green plants, is now full of withered wasteland, with dense graves on it. They are Liyue soldiers who died here. .

Hutao, Fushe, Minu, Cutting Difficulty, Yingda No one stood in front of a tomb, looking at the simple tombstone carved out of wood in front of it.

Hutao clenched his fists.

"How could it be... If only, if I were faster..."

Fanan reached out and hugged Hutao gently. She looked at the tombstone with some sadness on her face.

Fushe at the front stood up.

"Bring the wine."

Mi Nu took a jar of wine from the bag behind him and handed it to Fushe.

"Fushe, here you go."

Fushe poured the wine in front of Mandrill's grave and then stood up.

"Rest well, my brother."

Hutao looked at Fushe.

"Marshal Tai, I'll go back one more time! I'll bring General Jinpeng to you too!"

Fushe nodded.

"That's fine, please."

"Ok!"

Hu Tao turned around, and the next second Fanan hit her neck with his palm, knocking her unconscious.

Fa Nan picked up Hutao and placed it in a tent not far away, and called a few female soldiers to take care of him.

Mi sighed angrily.

"It has always been the immortals who saved the people, but now, we need to survive on the life span of a child."

When Fanan came back, he pursed his lips slightly when he heard Mi Nu's words.

"Mi Nu... I'm sorry, if my karma hadn't been out of control, you wouldn't have died that year."

Just let it go if you are angry.

"Not to mention this, I also lost control at the time."

Ying Da wanted to liven up the atmosphere.

"Hey, you two are killing each other. I'm better than you, but I blew myself up, hahaha..."

Fushe glanced at Yingda, and Yingda closed his mouth.

He walked to the highest place and looked at the Qianyan Army who were setting up their positions below. Farther away, there were illusory evil spirits isolated by the Xian family's formations. However, they were huge in number and the formations arranged by the Qianyan Army were about to be broken. .

"Evil spirit..."

"Zizi..."

Electricity was released from his body, and the purple thunder was filled with black karma.

Mi Nu and the other three stood behind Fu She, as if waiting for something.

Fushe raised his head, looked at the cracks in the sky and said slowly.

"In the ancient times, demons and evil spirits were rampant. The emperor thought that it was hard for the people to survive, so he ordered me and the Yasha clan to subjugate demons and exorcise evil spirits. He also named me Grand Marshal Teng She and took charge of the military."

"However, the miasma of the demon's remains is raging, causing us and others to suffer from karma. We are going crazy, dying, and our karma is half-dead. I, the Grand Marshal, cannot trust the emperor."

"Crack..."

Thunder fell and the sky changed color.

"I have been crazy for hundreds of years, but now in the world, evil spirits are chaos in our land, and my old friend is no longer here."

Fushe's four arms each caught a bolt of thunder, and his whole body was filled with lightning.

"You three, are you still willing to dance with me again?"

Mi Nu and the three of them clasped their fists.

"I'm waiting for it!"

Fushe shouted loudly at the crack, seeming to vent his anger.

"Okay! Where is the protector Yaksha!"

Hearing this, the Mi Nu trio also inspired the three elemental powers of rock, water, and fire with black karma.

"General Xin Yuan! Mi Nu is here!"

"General Fire Rat! Yingda is here!"

"General Rasenaki! This is where the difficulty lies!"

The three said in unison.

"Dharma protector Yaksha! Wait for the Grand Marshal's orders!"

The corners of Fushe's mouth raised, revealing a cheerful smile.

"Follow me on the expedition! Let these external evil spirits know how powerful our Yaksha clan is! Charge!"

"boom!"

The monstrous thunder exploded, and Fushe took the lead, flying directly from Fengbao Mountain to the edge of the formation.

Qian Yanjun, who originally looked tired below, saw this scene, and everyone showed an excited look.

"Yaksha!! It's Dharma Protector Yaksha!!"

"They're back!!!"

"We win! The Yakshas are here! There is no evil that cannot be defeated!"

"Qianyan Army! Follow Lord Yasha! Kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!!!"

Every Liyue person has grown up listening to the stories of Emperor Yan and the immortals. For them, the immortals are the anchoring needles in their hearts. When they appear, they feel safe.

The mandrill was killed by a sneak attack before, which really demoralized these Qianyan troops, but now the arrival of four guardian yakshas once again inspired their fighting spirit.

Fanan saw Qianyan's army following him below.

"Brother Fushe! Qianyan Army is here too."

"Then come! I, the people of Liyue! There is not a single coward! Thunderous!!!"

Fushe smashed his arm down, and thunder fell on an area in front where evil spirits gathered, clearing the area instantly.

The four people in Fushe stood at that place, watching the evil spirits rushing towards them violently.

He raised his arms and roared.

"Anyone who offends me in Liyue will be punished no matter how far away!"

"Although it is far away, it will be punished!!!"

The four yakshas were like tigers descending from the mountain. They each chose a direction and began to charge. The Qianyan Army behind them also assumed an improved final machine at the entrance of the formation and continued to bombard the group of ghosts outside.

There was also a group of spearmen wearing special spirit-killing equipment who rushed out of the protection range of the formation and fought with the resentful ghosts.

Morale drives strength, and the Qianyan Army, which has always been in a weak position, is now driving down the ghost group and beating them violently.

But this is only temporary. As time goes by, the ghosts will suppress the Qianyan Army again.

Fushe understood this very well, so he did not give these ghosts a chance to fight back. He was prepared to kill millions of resentful spirits nearby in a short period of time.

"Dharma Protector Yaksha! Jing Yao Nuo Dance!"

"Yes!"

The four-color elemental power of purple, gold, red, and blue explodes. The four yakshas all wear their own Nuo noodles, and they kill a group of ghosts every time they make a move.

They were like powerful road-opening machines, crushing the group of ghosts and monsters and slaughtering them into the deepest part.

Some scattered ghosts and monsters will also be beaten to death by the Qianyan Army coming up from behind.

"Follow me! In front of the protector Yasha! Don't lose the face of the Qianyan Army!"

"Yes!"

Fushe didn't know how long he had been killing. The Yasha clan was very special. As long as they were fighting, they could continue without sleep.

After the sky collapsed, there was no distinction between day and night, and Fushe couldn't care less about time. All his attention was on the ghosts, and Yasha's killing talent was brought into full play.

Finally, he saw a powerful resentful ghost with black air spreading all over its body trying to escape, and immediately rushed over with fists without saying a word.

"Liyue! This is not a place like you bastards who come and leave whenever you want!!! Hidden light! Dark thunder!!!"

"boom!!!"

The next second, a heavy attack fell on his face, and the purple Nuo face was shattered.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was in a clean hall. In front of him stood Zhongli who stretched out his hand to hold his head. Behind Zhongli was a golden retriever who was slumped on the ground. He was also holding a little white in his arms. Mao, the two of them looked at themselves in horror.

"This feeling...Emperor...Emperor?"

Zhong Li sighed.

"Are you awake? Fushe."

"This is...where?"

"You restrain your thunder, I will tell you slowly."

"Yes!"

After Kong saw Fu She restrained himself, he lay on the ground.

"Mom... Is summoning the thunder element so dangerous? What will the God of Thunder do in the future..."