Chapter 259: The Crazy Fujiwara Michicho
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Chen Wusheng is very disappointed now, very disappointed.
You said that you were alone here waiting for me to come, I thought you could withstand the strength of five shadow ninjas by yourself, so you showed some real skills. I never thought that you, a middle-aged uncle who was majestic and immovable like the wind, would be useless, and I only used a knife to easily break through your enchantment and defenses, and I couldn't even believe it.
Looking at Tuan Zang, who was lying in the thin blood thin, Chen Wusheng shook his head and said, "Is the current shadow ninja only at this level?" When the five ninjas gathered, they would be weaker than this guy in terms of individual strength, but they were much stronger than the five of them together, especially if they weren't so stinky and waiting for me to make a move. It seems that the opponent who has not competed has become arrogant and has no self-knowledge. β
At this time, Chen Wusheng did not have a soft heart, and if he fell to the death, the other party would definitely not show mercy. Chen Wusheng didn't know what Fujiwara Michigan's purpose was, at least he knew that what Fujiwara Michigan was doing so far was by no means a good thing, and opening the passage between the underworld and the yang world was not a joke, and the only few cases in history had caused immeasurable disasters.
Both public and private, Chen Wusheng decided to stop Fujiwara Michicho.
However, just as Chen Wusheng was about to make a move, a group of armed gods rushed over, including many Shangnin, who desperately launched an attack on Chen Wusheng and took the opportunity to take Tuan Zang.
"That's it, this shadow is not lightly injured, and even if he can save it, most of it will be wasted, and it is difficult to pose a threat again. It is imperative to close this passage, otherwise there will only be more and more Yin soldiers and ghosts, and I may not be able to cope with it alone. If a big ghost escapes, I may not be able to withstand it. β
The stele is very huge, about 100 meters high, like a barrier. The stele was dark blue, and it was much brighter under the action of the True Qi Circuit, but it was still dull overall, Chen Wusheng knew that the passage was not completely opened, and he still had a chance.
"The energy center must be destroyed, and it definitely takes a huge amount of energy to open up the channels on both sides, and once that energy channel is destroyed, it will naturally close. Fujiwara Michicho definitely knows this truth, so he will send heavy troops to guard it, and the core area must be in the safest place. β
Following this line of thought, it is not difficult for Chen Wusheng to find a destination.
Looking at Chen Wusheng who broke in, Fujiwara Michicho did not show a panicked appearance, he was calm and calm, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
"Looks like I've underestimated you and let a little bug like you break in." Fujiwara Michicho led a group of onmyoji to guard the hall and said with appreciation. "I'll give you a chance now, and if you're willing to surrender as my servant, I'll spare you from dying."
ββ¦β¦ I absolutely have other options, such as destroying you to complete the mission. Chen Wusheng was too lazy to talk nonsense, and did it directly.
The onmyoji behind Fujiwara Michicho sacrificed their housekeeping skills one after another, but what they didn't expect was to emerge in the shadows
A large number of ninja warriors emerged silently from the shadows and unleashed swift attacks.
Caught off guard, a large number of Onmyoji were attacked, and the soldiers of this group of shadow legions were proficient in the art of assassination, which was more than enough to deal with the Onmyoji who were not good at physical skills.
By the time the onmyoji reacted, a considerable number of them were injured, and some of the unlucky ones died on the spot.
Fujiwara Michicho looked at the shadow army that came out with a gloomy face, how ugly and ugly his face was. Just as he was about to attack Chen Wusheng, two shadow warriors quietly poked their heads out of each other's shadows, and in the gap between Fujiwara Michicho's seals, the shadow warriors launched a sneak attack.
"Phew!"
A Shikigami emerged from the circle behind Fujiwara Michicho and blocked the attack for him.
Fujiwara Michicho looked behind him in horror and said fiercely, "What a despicable fellow." β
"Awards, awards." Isn't it a good thing that Chen Wusheng gladly accepts "praise" and can make the enemy hate and fear you? Getting your enemies to love you is a terrible thing. Besides, why care about the opinion of a guy who is destined to die.
The shadow warrior did not succeed in Chen Wusheng's expectations, and he leaned forward and left the place to kill directly. Anyone who stood in the way, whether it was an onmyoji or a shikijin, could not delay Chen Wusheng's surprise attack.
Fujiwara Michicho's eyes showed horror, and he found that he couldn't cope with the Dao technique that he was proud of on a daily basis. Shikigami, who gives him a strong sense of security, is like paper paste in front of the enemy, and it is not bad to drag a knife.
"Don't come, bold! I'm ......."
The cold light flashed, Fujiwara Michicho felt a pain in his neck, warm liquid spurted out of his neck, and he slowly fell down and felt his body gradually chill.
[It's not over, I, Fujiwara Michicho, won't end it like this, anyone can be, only I can't die. γ
Fujiwara Michicho ordered a certain determination, and with the last of his strength, he took out a small mirror the size of a palm. He pressed the mirror to the wound and let the blood stain the mirror.
Chen Wusheng didn't care about the dying struggles of Fujiwara Michigan, he didn't think that most of the people whose necks were cut off would survive. He stepped over the other and walked inside. When he pushed open the door in front of him, the scene in front of him even the well-informed Chen Wusheng was stunned on the spot.
There was a huge glass jar here, and inside it was not some magical gem, nor a precious treasure, but a small child. The vast majority of them have become alien or are gradually mutating towards alienation. The children's faces were filled with frightened and frightened expressions, and no one could bear to look at them. What was even more infuriating was that the children's hands and feet were cut off, and they were exactly the appearance of a human stick, and the wounds were smooth and neat, indicating that they had been cut with a sword. Even if you can guess without looking, how can you find such a large number of human sticks.
In particular, Chen Wusheng came to an even more astonishing conclusion after a closer look, that is, the strange ghosts that these children transformed into were cut into human sticks before they became strange ghosts. This is because the ghosts have a very strong healing ability, and at the same time, they have some regenerative powers. If they cut off their limbs after turning into a ghost, then the limbs will appear to be more or less bulging and developing. However, there is no sign of this in the limbs of these children.
"Sure enough, it takes a lot of resentment to get through the gates of the underworld, and children are the purest beings, they can do good or evil. Let them be conservative and tormented during their lifetime, and they will be able to exude the most primitive evil, thus generating powerful resentment, which can indeed bring unintentional energy. β
"Fujiwara Michicho, you are really a ruthless person, do you really think you are extremely smart? To achieve a feat that no one has ever accomplished before? β
"Phew!" Chen Wusheng's face was unusually ugly. "Such a thing that hurts heaven and reason, and is locked by heaven and earth, can only be done by a person like you who has lost his conscience."
After a little observation, it is not difficult to see the purpose of Fujiwara Michicho, and the entire glass jar is irregular in shape, and it looks like a human brain when it is "filled" with children's ghosts. Chen Wusheng knew that this was not a puppet but an accident, but Fujiwara Dao Chang deliberately did it, the purpose was to facilitate the control of the passage, so that these children and ghosts could become a whole and only have one consciousness.
"Sure enough, slaughtering Fujiwara Daochang with one knife is too cheap for him, and it is not too much to be executed in the past."
At this moment, Chen Wusheng felt that a huge evil energy was being generated behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Fujiwara Daocho who was supposed to be lying on the ground and stood up. It's just that his neck is covered with one tumor after another, which is quite horrible and disgusting. What really caught Chen Wusheng's attention was that Fujiwara Michicho's right arm was getting bigger and bigger, and a pupil larger than Fujiwara Michigan's head suddenly appeared, and he was quietly staring at Chen Wusheng at this time.
"Where does this eye seem to have looked?" Chen Wusheng was deeply impressed by this one-eyed, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen it for a while.
"Hahaha, I see, this is the real power, this is the power of all things in the world! Tiny human beings tremble before me! Be afraid! β