Zhang Jiaopestle was in place, looking at the ghost shadows that kept squeezing into his body, and his body trembled involuntarily.

The Fang Tian edict in the center of his eyebrows quietly surfaced, and the luster of vermilion gilt continued to shine.

A trace of pale golden light flew out from Fang Tian's edict, and immediately wrapped Jia Qinzi, who had poked out most of his head, layer by layer, forcibly pulled it out of the Eight Mirrors, and then stuffed it into Zhang Jiao's body.

After several exorcists scattered around the Huangquan Shrine rushed over, they saw the scene in front of them.

"Zhang Sang !!"

I saw that Zhang Jiao's body was entangled in countless black hairs, and a hideous demon was breaking free from the seal in the mirror, and it was about to occupy his body.

Enraged, several exorcists immediately intervened to save him.

"Secret Arts, Ghost Path Six, Spell Bondage. ”

"The demons retreated. ”

It's just that before their spell talisman flew to Zhang Jiao, the evil ghost who was close to him had already completed his possession.

Zhang Jiao stood in place in a daze, letting the spell talisman that was a step too late hit his body.

When the talisman exploded and the spell shone, Zhang Jiao involuntarily took a few steps back, his body staggered for a while, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out at once.

He was very uncomfortable now, as if a behemoth had been stuffed into his body, and he felt like he was going to burst open at any moment.

His originally emaciated body began to bulge slightly, and the whole person was still swollen as if he was cheering.

One after another, twisted protrusions began to appear on the skin of his face, neck, limbs, and torso, and kept moving out, as if dozens of foreign objects had penetrated into his body, and he was in a hurry to find a way out and break out of his body.

Whenever this happens, the Fang Tian edict in Zhang Jiao's heart will flash a glimmer of light, and the traces floating on the surface of his body will be immediately pressed down, forcibly binding it in his body, regardless of whether he can bear it or not.

Three cold and ominous forces began to fight in his body, Zhang Jiao's whole person was like a block of ice, and the terrifying yin qi spread around him, spreading out a distance of tens of meters. It turned out to be a tiny netherworld ghost.

Shadows began to emerge in the underworld, dazzling not to mention, and bursts of ghostly voices began to come out of this ghostly place, as if countless ominous things began to be conceived in it.

The few exorcists who rushed over in front of them watched the formation of the ghost, and instinctively gasped, only to feel that their scalps were numb.

In such a short moment, the ghost has already begun to give birth to a yin thing, what a terrifying ghost thing it should be.

The few people who came immediately slowed down, looked back at the smoke and fire that filled the Huangquan Shrine, and had a faint guess in their hearts.

This ghost thing that suddenly appeared and then possessed Zhang Jiao should be the Huangquan ghost Jia Qinzi.

Because apart from it, there could be no such ferocious ghost in the vicinity.

Coupled with this ability to breed a large number of Yin Matter in the Netherland, Ghost Snake, and Senluo Domain out of thin air, it is difficult for other ghosts and monsters to do so except for the Spirit Lord like it.

At that moment, several exorcists who were about to rush over immediately stopped walking over, but instead glanced at each other, and immediately retreated back vigilantly.

Although they followed Zhang Jiao to act together during this time, their friendship was far from the point of letting themselves block their lives to save him. What's more, this level of ghost things is far from being something they can handle.

Therefore, several people immediately chose to retire temporarily.

Among the spontaneously formed microscopic ghosts, Zhang Jiao's face trembled distortedly, not like a living person.

A gray mist permeated his features, and drops of blood seeped out of his clothes, outlining ominous words one after another.

But the most obvious thing is on his face, a gelatinous shadow forms countless hideous ghost faces on his face, constantly pulling out with a trace of blood, as if the skin and flesh are covered with super glue and then dragged hard.

Zhang Jiao kept shaking in the violent conflict of these three forces, and let out bursts of wails that were not like human beings.

The purple jade Pixiu on his left hand continued to exude a light purple light, and the purple light spread along his left wrist to his whole body, exerting its role with all its might.

A divine beast that ordinary people can't see is roaring in the purple light, it is running and roaring, constantly suppressing the evil that has escaped from Zhang Jiao's body.

Beyond the ghosts.

Dozens of priests in formal suits had already rushed over in the direction where the Eight Mirrors flew out, and before the few exorcists next to them could speak, they had already seen the strange situation in front of them.

The leading priest immediately waved his hand, and immediately behind him, three priests took off the bow they were carrying as if they were ornamental, bent the bow and shot it.

The arrows with demon-breaking spiritual power were like strong lights, instantly piercing through the small ghost snake in front of him, tearing it apart.

Zhang Jiao, who was standing in the middle, was immediately revealed.

Several exorcists next to him immediately shouted, "Zhang Sang?"

Zhang Jiao didn't answer, and stood in place sluggishly.

The priest who came in the lead saw the eight-point mirror he was holding in both hands at a glance, and his eyes suddenly became happy, and he commanded behind him.

"The target is confirmed, it's him. ”

The priests behind him did not confirm it, and immediately entered the battle preparations, they took their bows and held spells, threw the talisman seals as if they did not want money, took the heavy binding rope from their waists, and then tied up the target in a juggling throw.

The spells, talismans, and arrows with a strong aura of destroying evil immediately poured down, and Zhang Jiao, who was standing in it, was suddenly hit hard, and several arrows flashing with demon-breaking spiritual light pierced through his chest, and even the yin qi that was tumbling around his body was mostly wiped out.

An invisible scream came from his body.

The purple brilliance that had been spreading on Zhang Jiao's wrist immediately shone brightly, taking this opportunity to suppress the strangeness that appeared on his body, and Zhang Jiao, who had been entangled by the three yin spirits in his body, immediately regained some self-consciousness.

He looked at the oncoming arrows in a hazy way, and countless blood words immediately appeared in his somewhat confused eyes, and finally turned into a blood-colored character.

Lucky.

The oncoming arrows suddenly brushed his silhouette unbelievably, Zhang Jiao looked at the priests surrounding him gloomily, and countless gray and white cold breaths like thick fog erupted from his mouth and nose and spread forward.

In the blink of an eye, a one-person-wide channel of gray and white mist appeared in front of everyone's eyes, spreading all the way to a distance that they could not see.

Zhang Jiao's figure was immediately engulfed by this gray mist, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant. Several of the bindings that had bound him immediately fell off, as if they had been bound to air.

The leading priest looked at Zhang Jiao, who disappeared in front of him, and the eight mirrors in his hand, and let out a loud roar in anger.

"Summoning the order, there are people in the station, find this possessed person, and retrieve the Eight Mirrors. ”

Time passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, it was already two months later.

The impact of the Hiroshima Prefecture incident continues to ferment, and the whole of Toei is in turmoil.

The previous prime minister had already announced his resignation under the slogan that he was seriously ill, and the two successors who usually fought for the best were silent at the moment, saying that they had no interest in becoming prime minister.

Nearly two million people in Hiroshima Prefecture are still helplessly waiting for the government's help, and at the same time asking for the truth. However, the cabinet has not issued a method for the resettlement of the relevant incidents, and there is no real statement about the truth when asked left and right, and then asked again, bowing and apologizing.

It can be said that the exorcists of the entire Toei have come out of the nest, and they have all gathered in various places in Hiroshima Prefecture, cleaning up the remaining demons day and night.

On this day, Hiroshima Prefecture staring field-ku.

After Tsukasa Haruhara was defeating two demons hiding near a resident's house, he was passing by a convenience store when he saw a figure resting on a sun umbrella outside the convenience store, and thought it was a companion.

As an exorcist who had just entered the Yin and Yang Realm, he subconsciously walked over, ready to say hello to his seniors.

"Hello senior, excuse me, can I sit here and rest for a while?" he asked respectfully.

The person sitting in the chair immediately turned his head and stretched out his hand to signal casually.

Tsukasa Haruhara immediately thanked him, then sat down, and quietly looked at his taciturn counterpart.

He, with shoulder-length white hair that is particularly conspicuous, coupled with a blurred pupil that seems to have no focus, it looks particularly weird.

But Tsukasa Haruhara didn't care about this, there were more different kinds of people among the exorcists, and he had met several people who were weirder than this senior in this mission, so there was really nothing to make a fuss about.

He just felt that he was somewhat familiar, as if he had met before.

While thinking about it, he turned on his phone to see if there was any latest news, and at this time, he suddenly saw the news of the Shinto Great Sect on the top, and he understood why he felt that this guy in front of him was a little familiar.

"Offer a bounty, find Kakotoko's possessed body. Middle-earth native, Zhang Jiao. ”

Tsukasa Haruhara looked at the figure that was about the same as the one in the phone photo, and subconsciously licked his somewhat chapped lips, thinking about what to do.

Suddenly, a strange sound with some echoes came from behind him to his ears.

"What are you looking at?"

He turned his head to look at the figure standing behind him, and then looked back at his front, his teeth clattering involuntarily.

"What are you looking at?"

Another strange voice rang out to his right.

Tsukasa Haruhara, looking at the three identical faces in front of him, screamed in horror, lifted the plastic table and ran away.

"What are you running for?"

"Can you tell me what you were looking at?"

There were one question after another in his ears, and more and more Zhang Jiao appeared on the entire street.

They were either standing, sitting, holding newspapers, or eating, and all of them stared at Tsukasa Haruhara, who was running out frantically with his eyes closed and his ears covered, and asked in unison.

"Why are you running?"

Tsukasa Haruhara, listening to the voices that kept echoing in his ears, ran out like crazy, until he collapsed to the ground after exhaustion, and then quietly opened a dead eye and secretly observed left and right.

After making sure that there were no of those terrifying figures in his ears, he suddenly burst into tears.

"Mom, I'm not going to be an exorcist anymore. ”

Staring at the streets of Tian District.

Hundreds of Zhang Jiao looked at the Haruharasa Division, who ran out like crazy, and fell into silence.

They seem to wander aimlessly throughout the street, disappearing and disappearing, often when two people walk and meet each other, they become one person, and suddenly one person splits into two, four, eight.......

Time passed quietly, and after I don't know how long it had passed, these Zhang Jiao who were wandering on the street suddenly froze in place, as if they remembered something.

They all raised their heads and stared at the second floor of the convenience store, a weird smile cracked at the corner of their mouths, and they said in unison.

"Kitten, I've got you!!"

Strange sounds echoed through the streets.

On the second floor of a convenience store, in a hidden crevice.

A strange black cat with a fanged ghost, the size of a cheetah, and a forked tail, suddenly froze in place, its black hair standing on its roots, and let out a desperate scream.

........

"You killed one of the hundred ghosts, and the completion of the mission has increased. ”

A loud voice echoed in his ears, and Zhang Jiao suddenly woke up.

He rubbed his head, looked at Pixiu on his left hand, which had completely turned white, and muttered to himself, "Has it been eroded so badly? The time of waking is getting shorter and shorter, and it seems that it really can't go on like this." ”