In the darkness of night, the tanker traveled at full speed for an hour and came to the port of Yamazaki Prefecture. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Led by Koji Kawakawa, head to the place where the ghost burial gate of the Snow Mountain is located.

For the sake of secrecy, the sect was established in the forests far from the cities, with only a few rural villages on the outskirts.

At this time, the Snow Mountain Ghost Burial Gate had undergone fusion.

The head of the sect, Musashi Yuda, died suddenly, and the entire sect fell into chaos.

And Hechuan Xiaoji was outside, not knowing the situation, and was taking the people and horses to the mountain gate.

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In the Snow Mountain Ghost Burial Gate, ten middle-aged elders and their respective supporters are gathering in the Mountain Gate Shrine.

A group of people were tense and angry and tense to the freezing point, and one by one their eyes were vigilantly observing their surroundings.

The head did not announce the heir, and in history, there have been three times, all of which were due to accidents and were too late to announce.

But this time it was different, Musashi Yuda deliberately did not have a choice.

Only a few people know the hidden secret, and it seems that he is playing a game of chess to block whether he can take revenge.

"Musashi, you still have to personally announce who is the heir, otherwise fighting with the same family may weaken the whole and cause others to take advantage of it." A middle-aged man took out an oil lamp.

On the flame of the oil lamp, an old man was revealed, looking pained and tormented.

Yes, it was Musashi Yuda, and no one expected that the soul would be treated like this.

"Toyotataro, you're just going against the grain, hurry up and let Musashi be honest." Immediately, a middle-aged man scolded.

"Muyama has been, Musashi is a sinner in our Snow Mountain Ghost Burial Gate, deliberately trying to stir up internal contradictions, and what he says doesn't count." One person said arrogantly.

"That's right, Musashi Yuda is dead, and his ghost was refined into a ghost soldier by you, so it can't be trusted at all."

"If you don't make a decision for a long time, there must be a vicious plan, and Musashi Amamata is guilty of unforgivable."

"The position of the head of the house, each according to his ability, now whoever runs out to prove it does not count."

For a while, the accusations continued, which made Toyotataro very annoyed.

The core members, all of whom have arrived, are eligible to participate in the major events in the door.

During his tenure at Musashi Amada, he had trained an onmyoji, and if he lived until now, he would be middle-aged and fully qualified to compete.

Unfortunately, the world is impermanent, and in one event, the death of his disciple contains many mysteries that have not been solved.

"The position of the head of the family, the virtuous person resides, and only those who can beat the crowd in the middle-aged generation are eligible to be elected." Musashi Amada uttered a sentence in pain.

"Shut up, what qualifications do you have to say this, that dead protégé, whose real identity is your son, the entire Snow Mountain Ghost Burial Gate, is not your Musashi family." Shiki Tamao said angrily.

An open secret, as early as when Musashi Amaroda accepted his apprentices, he studied its origin in many ways and finally found out the truth.

The Snow Mountain Ghost Burial Gate has a long history, and there has never been a family-like force in charge, basically out of the master-apprentice relationship.

This layer of father-son relationship angered the elder faction in the sect.

"Impossible, I've practiced all my life and never married, where is my son?" Musashi Yuda asked.

"I can't remember my romantic history, and I can't remember it in the suburbs of Tokyo." Shiizai Yuo smiled.

"Tokyo, suburbs."

A sentence seemed to touch his heartstrings, and the memories that had been sealed for decades opened.

"Mei Yukiko!"

He woke up and remembered the woman who had walked into his heart.

"My life is so pathetic, if I choose again, I will definitely not let Masaga enter the world of Onmyoji." Musashi Yuda blamed himself.

Onmyoji, a madman who can abandon everything in pursuit of power, in their world, only power is above everything.

Take Kusaishi Jielang as an example, he can refine his own daughter into a ghost soldier, you can imagine how indifferent he is.

"It's useless to talk too much, in a battle, the strongest person sits in the head." Shiizai Yuo said.

The ten middle-aged elders took out their magic weapons and prepared to fight, and the onmyoji who were watching the battle around stepped aside to prevent anyone from getting in the way.

"Fence it all off and don't let a fly go."

A voice came from outside the shrine, which immediately made the onmyoji look sink.

The first thought was that the hostile Onmyoji sect had come up.

Due to the competition for the position of the head, no one was willing to take care of the defense of the mountain gate, and they all came to join in the fun.

It was easy for Fu Yang and more than a thousand people to walk in, and they came in with a swagger and an open mind.

rushed to the outside of the shrine, and the scene in front of them was directly stunned, and the onmyoji, ninja, priest, and spirit warrior were crowded in the open space outside the shrine.

His eyes fell on Kawakawa Koji, and Mushan had already asked, "You dare to rebel." ”

"Don't say it so ugly, this person standing in front of you is the supreme Santu King of Huangquan Santu City, it should be said that he has abandoned the darkness and turned to the light." Kagawa Koji said with his head held high.

Bringing outsiders to the ghost burial gate of Snow Mountain is already considered a treacherous act, besides, along the way, Hechuan Xiaoji has seen Fu Yang's ability, and it is not a bad thing to surrender to him.

"Damn, I'm going to break your body into pieces and put your soul in an oil lamp and burn it for a hundred years." Mushan has been hideous.

"Say cruel words in front of me, and you will all be down." Fu Yang gave an order.

The ninjas were the first to act, one by one.

It's a pity that the ghost soldiers are much stronger than the ninjas, unless they are the strong ghost ninjas.

"Spirit warriors, priests are all on me." Fu Yang said unhappily.

The strength and weakness were so obvious, and the onmyoji of the Snow Mountain Ghost Burial Gate was still thinking about resisting, which made Fu Yang very unhappy.

The spirit warrior had no worries, and as soon as the two knives came out, he began to capture the ghost soldiers.

But the priests have just taken refuge, and the people in their hearts are a little guilty.

However, Guigong Bai Xue didn't feel that the edge of the Kusanagi sword was revealed, and shouted: "The Holy Maiden of the Three Paths Sect is here, and you are waiting to be captured." ”

Raise her sword and rush forward, taking into account what Fu Yang said, she only needs to capture, otherwise she doesn't know how many people will be hacked to death, and each sword will cut a magic weapon without hurting anyone.

A group of priests finally made a decision, shouting, "The glory of the Santu Sect is sprinkled on the world, and your sins will be judged by the Santu King." ”

is worthy of being a priest, and with a slight modification of the professional terminology, he put it on the head of the Santu Sect, which was established less than half a day ago.

The weapon in the priest's hand glowed with white light, as if blessed with divine power.

The priests of the Imperial Shrine also need to practice to accumulate strength, and this is called divine energy, which is not a profound cultivation system.

Half a pillar of incense passed, and the members of the Snow Mountain Ghost Burial Gate were all lying on the ground, and one person was holding it and couldn't move.

The ghost soldiers in the sky were trying to escape, but unfortunately there were spirit warriors there, and it was impossible to let one go, and all of them were collected into the soul sealing knife.

"The Three Ways Sect, when did it come out, and its power is too huge." Toyotataro wondered.

"A few hours ago, it was established by the King of the Three Paths himself." Guigong Baixue said proudly.

"You're Amaterasu?" Mushan was no longer puzzled.

"I used to be Amaterasu, and now I'm a Santoko saint." Katsura Palace Bai Xue explained.

The amount of information was too much, and a group of onmyoji stayed on the spot.