Just as Pache was complaining, an inconspicuous shadow fell, evading everyone's attention, and appeared in front of Yakumo Murasaki, a bone blade stabbing at her chest like lightning.

The monster sage was also moved in the face of such an attack, opened a gap behind him, and jumped in, Rao was so, she did not completely dodge this secret attack, and a strand of hair on her forehead was cut off by the bone blade, and fell to the ground weakly.

"It's a god." Seeing the familiar bone blade, Eighty-Nine Temple nodded and said, "Now he is much stronger than I have seen, whether it is speed or strength, it is clear that he was seriously injured in the battle with Yakumo Murasaki." ”

The dead are gone, and the focus of the Eighty-Nine Temple is not on the gods, but on Yakumo Purple. He stared at the monster sage, trying to find her way of fighting, trying to decipher the power of the unsurpassed realm.

"How could it be ......," Patchouli said in a lost mind.

What was shown in front of the two of them was a duel of physical arts, Yakumo Zi did not use the power of the realm to deal with the gods, and she didn't even use the power of the gap and the enchantment technique, and she blocked the attack of the gods with her physical skills alone.

The parasol was used as a sword by her, and with a slight click, the tip of the umbrella accurately stabbed the weakest point of the bone blade, and then she gently picked it up, lifted the weight lightly, staggered the attack of the gods, and stepped forward, and the parasol turned into a flexible swimming snake, and whipped the gods on the body.

Two times and three times, until the god's body made eight consecutive bones exploding sounds, he began to slowly blur.

"So fast." Pachouli sighed, she had tried to keep her eyes open, and even attached the Eagle Eye Technique, but she still couldn't see Yakumo's attack clearly, and she could only judge by her voice how many times the latter attacked.

"Thirteen times, a few times the sounds are stacked on top of each other, it's really fast."

Eighty-Nine Temple shook his head and denied, although his tone was still flat, but if he looked closely, Pa Qiuli would find that he had secretly clenched his fists, and his heart was definitely not as calm as it seemed.

Yakumo's attack was so fast that even the god's ability to evade everything couldn't catch up with her speed, and when her attacks were all over, it was too late and didn't have the slightest effect.

This kind of swordsmanship, the Eight or Nine Temples have only seen it in the soul demon jealousy.

And this was just the beginning, the attack of the gods was like opening Pandora's box, and almost all the black shadows began to besiege Yakumo Shirai.

Blood spurted out of the wrist of a noble-looking girl, instantly condensing into a blood-colored spear, stabbing Yakumo's eyes at a speed that surpassed the sound.

Yakumo Zi didn't retreat, didn't even blink his face and eyes, but calmly handed out his umbrella, the tip of the umbrella hit the tip of the spear, and the ordinary parasol actually outmaneuvered the weapon of the blood clan and stabbed into it.

She smiled and turned the parasol, and in a breath, the blood spear turned into blood and scattered, and with a light tap of her right hand on the handle of the umbrella, the parasol flew out and poked it in the chest of the blood girl, leaving a small hole that was transparent from front to back.

"It's still not enough."

Yakumo Zi shook his head, took the umbrella that bounced back, and sighed.

"Sure enough, if there are too many people, it's troublesome, just by skill, I don't know how much time it takes to kill you, although only Marisa Sanae and a few children remained, but it was a trouble to be discovered by them after all."

"The main drama is coming." Patchouli's pupils shrank slightly, and the whole person unconsciously leaned forward, reminding the Eighty-Nine Temple.

A gap suddenly appeared under Yakumo Zi's umbrella, and the parasol sank violently, piercing the chest of a black shadow from a distance of 100 meters.

The black shadow looked at the inexplicable parasol in disbelief, all his strength was wiped out in the parasol withdrawal, and then the whole person turned into black spots, collapsed and shattered into powder.

The first martyr was born the moment Yakumo Murasaki's ability was activated, and likewise, incredibly fast.

"The power of the gaps?"

The Eighty-Nine Temple hadn't blinked for a long time, and it had accurately captured that critical point in time, and looked at the power of Yakumo Purple's gap, and in an instant, a large amount of information flowed along this ability.

"I see, the gap is the ability to use the space gap, not to build space, not to tear the space, itself is not aggressive, even if the body is not in the gap, there will be no tearing, but you can use this characteristic to extend your attack distance."

A gap was also cut under his fingers, revealing black space and red eyes, and just by catching it in that moment, he learned the power of the gap.

It's still a little bit closer, and soon he will be able to learn Yakumo Purple's biggest hole card - the power of the realm that is a little difficult to understand.

At this time, Yakumo Zi, who should continue to hunt the black shadow, raised her head and cast her eyes on the Eight Nine Temple, her purple eyes met the black eyes of the Eight Nine Temple, and the eyes of one demon and one person reflected each other's figures, obviously the two people were thousands of meters apart, but they seemed to be close at hand, and they both felt each other's breath and each other's thoughts.

Suddenly, she smiled, so bright, her eyes were bent into a crescent moon.

"You're far from it now."

"Let's go!"

The Eighty-Nine Temple grabbed Pachouli's hand and led her desperately towards the way she came.

"Wait, what the hell is going on!"

Pache was still immersed in the ability to crack Yakumo Purple, and she didn't understand what was going on at all, and looked at Yakuji Temple with a confused expression, hoping that he could give an explanation.

"She came, somehow, invaded this history."

"What!"

Pache was taken aback, looked back, and found that all those black shadows had stopped the siege of Yakumo Murasaki, and one or two of them looked up and turned around, facing them, and in an instant, a thousand expressionless faces looked at Pacully, their eyes were blank, their mouths were closed, like a thousand ghosts, staring at Pache silently, making her hairy.

"How so?" She asked eagerly.

"I stole the ability of the gap, so she found out."

The Eighty-Nine Temple passed through one historical door after another, flying from the past to the present, and the pictures in the historical passage had turned into an indistinguishable bond under his full speed.

And those black shadows have already chased after them, like a tide, blocking their retreat tightly.

"What!"

Pa Qiuli couldn't hold back the shock in her heart, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she looked at the Eighty-Nine Temple.

"You don't want to die, I secretly analyzed her ability is already an act of transgression, and you actually learned her ability directly!"

"There's no point in saying this now, I've already learned, it's impossible to change back, the only regret is that I haven't learned the most critical realm power. Beware, she's coming. ”

The exit of the historical passage suddenly changed from light to dark, like a light bulb with a burned filament, flickering a few times, and finally weakly merging with the surrounding darkness.

The Eighty-Nine Temple stopped, looked at the historical passage in front of it and behind it, and was silent.

"The way out is cut off."

I don't know if it's because I'm scared or because I'm being dragged by the Eight Nine Temple, Patchouli doesn't have a little blood on her face, and it's pale and scary.

She looked back and forth, and found that the scene around her had become the same, not only could she not distinguish between the front and back, but also the left and right and up and down, and she now had no idea where to go.

"This is the realm of the present and the past? Or something else? ”

"I don't know, but what is certain is that the realm power she is using now is very similar to the ability of history. I sensed that she was approaching us. ”

The Eight Nine Temples glanced around, wanting to capture the power of Yakumo Zi's realm, but because this passage was built by himself, Yakumo Zi hid his own ability in his ability, and he was never able to capture the entity of the realm power.

"It seems that she already knows the composition of my abilities, and deliberately adopts a method that will not be learned by me."

He uttered a desperate message.

"Wait, I've figured out a way, I've already learned it anyway, and it's all death. You immediately use the power of the gap with the ability of history. The power of the gap is the ability to exploit loopholes in the world, and since this is the passage you built, Yakumo's blockade of this place must not be perfect. And this will be our last chance. ”

Pache was so worried that her forehead and palms were sweating, and countless thoughts and thoughts flashed through her heart, and she finally showed the essence of a wise man at the last moment and came up with a way to break the game.

The Eight and Nine Temples received the instructions of the sage, and with a stroke of his left hand, a crack was drawn on the passage of history, revealing the black passage of the evil taste, and a pair of red eyes were staring at them deadly, and countless malice passed along their gaze to them, making Patchouli feel hairy in her heart.

But there is no room for hesitation and hesitation.

"Be careful."

"Wow."

Eighty-Nine Temple picked up Pachouli and hugged her petite body in his arms, trying to reduce the possibility of her being harmed.

Pachouli was frightened by his sudden movements, and when she understood the reason of the Eight or Nine Temple, she did not resist his kindness, silently helped him release a magic shield, pulled her hat, buried her face deep in her chest, and made the crimson hidden invisible to anyone.

The aura of Yakumo purple in the rear became more and more obvious, and the Eighty-Nine Temple glanced back, then jumped into the gap and disappeared here.

"Alaala, what a disobedient child."

After a while, Yakumo Purple slowly walked here, looking at the gap that was gradually closing with meaningful eyes, and did nothing.

She is the genuine user of the power of the gap, and she understands this ability far more thoroughly than the Eighty-Nine Temple, and she can trace the foothold of the Eighty-Nine Temple according to the remaining gaps.

But she didn't do this, just quietly watched the gap close, until she couldn't track down the Eight or Nine Temples anymore, she turned around, held up the umbrella and left here, leaving only a word of admiration.

"Well done, I'm satisfied, please keep up the good work."

On the other side, Eighty-Nine Temple and Patchouli escaped through the long gap passage.

It is worth rejoicing to embrace the light again, even if it is a dim, reddened light.

"Are you alright?"

Pache poked her head out and looked around cautiously, not seeing Yakumo's smiling face or the creepy abilities of the youkai sage, who looked like they had escaped from a desperate situation.

"It's okay."

Eighty-nine Temple whispered to Patchouli in his arms, and carefully put her down.

The passage between the gaps was more stable than he imagined, there was neither Yakumo Zi's attack, nor the round-up of the sin bag, there was just a lonely passage, he had a very strange feeling, and he always felt that he had to fill the gap to erase the emptiness.

"Here?"

It was only then that Patchouli had the leisure to observe her surroundings.

The dim yellow sky revealed an ominous red light, and the clouds seemed to be stained with lead, hanging so heavily in the sky that she always felt that they would fall. The place where they settled was a cluster of flowers, and the red manju sawa bloomed with its beauty towards the sky. There are so many of them, not hundreds or thousands, but billions.

Countless flowers from the other side bloom here, connecting into a red cloud that stretches from their feet to the horizon.

Beside it was a black river, which flowed very fast, but without a sound, and was filled with a faint mist, so that even the other bank became faintly visible.

"This is the other side?"

Bajiu Temple asked uncertainly, although he knew the situation here, he had never been here.

He was answered by Pache with a slight nod.

"It's supposed to be the other side of Gensokyo, you see, isn't that Komachi?"