Rashomon is the gate of Heiankyo and completely separates the inside and outside of the castle into two worlds.

The onibei wearing steel armor and the onmyoji of the Fujiwara clan crossed out of Heiankyo in a mighty way and lined up in front.

The gods of heaven are high above, and treacherous ghosts and gods lurk beside them.

The white-clothed swordsman took the lead, although he was only stepping, but it was like shrinking the ground into inches, and the stars were moving.

He grasped the hilt of his sword and was already at the front.

In front of the opposing army, the leader stood solemnly, and his eyes were extremely complicated when he looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi.

The head of Genji, wearing a pitch-black armor, is like the lord of a hundred ghosts around his waist, hangs three swords, and his face is heroic, he can even be called handsome, he is not very old, but he is already the head of the army.

Genji, the Great General, Minamoto Yorimitsu.

The leader of the Onibei, the four heavenly kings under his command, are prominent in force, and the deeds of slaying demons and demons are spread far and wide, and he is the most prestigious young generation of Genji.

Next to Yuan Laiguang, there was an onmyoji wearing a hunting suit and a rattan pattern.

"Fujiwara Michimitsu, at this distance, don't the onmyoji under your command still cast spells and summon gods?"

The onmyoji, known as Fujiwara Michiman, glanced at Minamoto Yorimitsu with slanted eyes and snorted coldly.

"Yuan Qingya is the third son of Prince Keming... Did you know that his mother's surname was Fujiwara before she got married? ”

"He's going to call me cousin!"

"It's not my wish to be here today, but if my brothers want to kill each other, it's really wishful thinking."

"What's more... Our Fujiwara family's onmyoji is not your cannon fodder! ”

"If you are in a hurry, let the ghost guards charge ahead, anyway, those ghost guards who are not ghosts and ghosts, you don't feel distressed when they die."

Fujiwara Michimitsu's words are like knives, and every word is squeezing Minamoto Yorimitsu, and it doesn't seem that he wants to be the enemy of the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts, Gen Qingya.

Yuan Laiguang was not angry, but just glanced at the faint shadow of the gods in the sky, and the shape of the ghosts and gods waiting for the opportunity next to him, moved his lips, and scolded in a low voice.

"You don't want to come, I just want to come?"

"Yuan Qingya is my enemy, and I can't wait to take his life."

"But I can take it, these demons also want to interfere, it really annoys me..."

"You have to figure it out, Fujiwara Michimitsu, we are ministers."

"Destiny cannot be violated!"

"It's not that I'm going to kill him, who gave this order, you should know it in your heart, right?"

"He has offended too many existences, and God wants to kill him!"

"You can't protect him, if you don't work hard, and when the time comes, the blame from above will come down, even if your Fujiwara clan has heavy authority and grace, will you be guilty of it?"

Fujiwara Michi's face was cloudy, he didn't speak, and he didn't continue to talk to Minamoto Yorimitsu.

Yuan Laiguang was bored with himself, and he didn't continue to speak, just silently looked at the figure of the hundred ghosts following behind him, and waved his hand silently.

In an instant, hundreds of warriors in strange armor behind him seemed to be pressed the switch to activate, mechanically touching their swords and drawing their swords in unison.

Then, fearless to death, he began to charge.

Fujiwara Michiman pursed his somewhat pale lips and sighed, not knowing if he was talking to himself.

"Qingya is dead... Next, it's our turn..."

Yuan Laiguang also replied as if talking to himself.

"I can't help it... Who made him want to be a hero. ”

"The hero is either dead, or on the way to death..."

...

Next, the handover of troops.

The huge number of youkai quickly collided with the Onibei and Onmyoji, and the sparks of supernatural power carnival sounded.

For a time, swords danced, ghosts and gods chanted in unison, and all kinds of gods emerged one after another.

Actually, the situation is like a balance of power, know... Those more powerful intervene.

The sky was dark, and the big snake with eight heads appeared out of thin air, and the snake's eyes were cold and murderous, and as soon as it probed, a monster died in its mouth.

At the same time, the water of the Yellow Spring fell from the sky, carrying thunder light, like a heavenly punishment.

Whether it is a ghost clan or a monster, when they encounter this kind of power, they will collapse at the touch of a button, and they dare not plunder its edge.

The gods and ghosts intervened.

Japan's Yaki Orochi, a well-known monster, is naturally invincible when it shows its true body at this time.

And the daughter of Huangquan, Izanami personally took action, and it was not something that any small fish and shrimp could stop.

It's just that I don't know for what reason, ghosts and gods join forces regardless of previous suspicions.

It could be... In order to eliminate an even more terrifying threat?

At this time, the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts finally made a move.

He pulled out his knife with all his strength, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he used it with a seemingly ordinary knife slash.

But...

It's different from a normal drawing slash.

As the blade slashed out, it was a vast silver sword aura.

This sword qi went up against the water of the Yellow Spring, unstoppable, and the remnants filled into the clouds unabated.

A clear muffled grunt resounded across the battlefield.

At the same time, the power of the Yellow Spring Water was greatly reduced, and the Hundred Ghost Alliance Army was given a temporary respite.

How could Yuan Qingya stop with a single sword?

He stepped into the void, stepped on steps that did not exist, climbed the ladder, and flashed quickly towards the dim yellow clouds in the sky.

In his judgment, the biggest threat is actually these "gods" of Takamagahara.

Unlike demons, the gods who have enjoyed incense for hundreds or even thousands of years are always more difficult to deal with than the ghosts and gods in the mountains.

Since this is the case, he will "behead" it first.

Anyway, he also has the heart of death, but he has no intention of bowing his head, killing one does not pay, killing a few more will be earned.

Of course, he also knew that the existence of this level could not be easily killed, and as long as there were believers, it would be immortal.

But...

He is also different from ordinary people.

The Lord of the Hundred Ghosts has the ability to completely kill the gods.

This ability comes from the gift of a higher-level existence, but it has been perfected by Yuan Qingya.

This is actually one of the reasons why he is the enemy of the world - ghosts, gods, are immortal and indestructible, and it is difficult to be completely killed.

Seeing the white-clothed swordsman menacing, in the dim clouds, some anxious women's voices spread out.

"What are you all waiting for?"

"Human! Are you going to disobey the oracle?! ”

"And you, Tamamo Mae!"

"Are you watching a play? Aren't you afraid, I'll settle accounts with you about this matter? ”

It was clear that she was in a hurry.

At the same time, the hazy figure of a woman emerged in the clouds.

"Wild! What are you waiting for? ”

"Strike quickly and kill this fang!"

But she didn't hear back.

Instead, the cold voice of the young swordsman reached her ears.

"The mother goddess of the dignified High Heavengahara, if she is so angry, will she only ask for reinforcements?"

"Do you want to go back and call your man?"

"Oh... I forgot, your man was scared away when he saw your rotten true face, our daughter of Huangquan, but she is single? ”

Yuan Qingya is really tricky and very good at scratching people's feet.

According to the story recorded in the Kojiki, Izanami was indeed disgusted and abandoned by her husband, and even turned around and ran away in fright.

This is also a great shame for her.

Unfortunately, she didn't have more time to retort, because Jian Feng had already arrived.

At the same time, in the chaotic battlefield, a faint sigh came.

A beautiful figure dressed in a gorgeous kimono suddenly emerges - he has a folding fan in his hand and a fox face mask on his face, and his voice is tactful, but it is difficult to distinguish the gender.

It's just that behind him, nine fox tails danced wantonly, bringing up a demonic aura that soared into the sky.

"What a hassle... If I don't, there will be no peace in the Demon Realm, and my plans will be ruined by these damned gods. ”

“...”

"That's it, Yuan Qingya, don't blame me if you die, I'm also forced to do it!"

"You're that kid... One of the few friends..."

After a light sigh, from the point, to the line, it extends into a surface.

The blue-blue, eerie flames weave into a huge net, ready to go.

It's just that before the fire net came out, it broke halfway.

It was dark, and the wind was getting colder.

Countless snowflakes are scattered.

In front of the nine-tailed fox Yuzao, a somewhat petite figure stepped on the ice, blocking his way.

The cold wind and blood flowers on the shop extinguished the blazing fox fire.

When the wind and snow gradually stopped, a face that was a little too young was revealed.

That face is eighty percent similar to Liu Longren.

"Won't let you pass."

"Swear by this snow."

The young man's words were as cold as snowflakes, and he held a sword equal to his height, pointing diagonally at the throat of the nine-tailed fox.

And the male and female Tamamo was stunned for a moment, and then smiled happily.

"Yo... Snow Boy..."

"It's been a long time."

"Sure enough, it's more important than me, the former master, or your friend, isn't it?"

"It really hurts me."

"You haven't forgotten it, this snow goes... But my former saber! ”

The Snow Boy was not moved at all.

"It's... Different. ”

"Qingya's senior made me understand... The meaning of being a youkai. ”

"With your [master] who has abandoned me at will... It's not the same! ”

Tamamo rolled his eyebrows in front of him, and suddenly smiled seductively.

"Good, good... Bad boy, then let's have a good time~"

As he spoke, he drove the fox fire and walked towards the snow boy of the snow boy.

Here we go... Blatant match-fixing!

On the other side, the huge Yaqi Orochi is being besieged.

A goldfish with a giant ship on her feet, a great tengu who soars into the air and controls the storm, and a taciturn young swordsman with wild oil paint on his face.

These three are inseparable from the Yaqi Orochi, which is like a hill.

And the main force among them is naturally the lord of the tengu with wings.

He had a fan in one hand and a flute sword in the other, his wings waved, and countless feathers were like sharp swords, and the big snake was covered in scaly wounds.

But this kind of injury is not fatal.

After all, the current Lord of Arakawa, who stepped on the goldfish giant ship, was still young and could only assist in attacks, but it was the young swordsman who was silent and muffled out his sword, and every time he made a sword, he could leave a scar on the body of the Yaki Orochi.

There is a stalemate here, and the human army is in a bitter battle.

The ghosts and gods of the great rivers and mountains are also the same fierce and not afraid of death.

When the wine swallowing boy saw Yuan Laiguang, his eyes immediately turned red, and he entered the form of the ghost king without hesitation, and the red flames rose up to the sky, melting those ghost guards in an instant, and the power was incomparable.

Yuan Laiguang is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he glanced at the military formation of the ghost clan with his eyebrows like a knife, sneered, drew his knife and rushed into the formation of the ghost clan without timidity.

At the same time, the onmyoji of the Fujiwara family also started to move, they prepared spells, summoned Shikami - in the face of Yuan Qingya, who was half of their own family, they could release water, but in the face of these ghost clans, they had no reason to release water.

...

This may be the largest ghost-god scuffle Uesugi Kiyoshi has ever seen.

As a bystander, he could also feel the tragedy of the war.

That kind of lowly monster has no immortal ability.

When they are killed, they die, just like humans.

The situation was relatively stalemate at first, but soon, the Yokai alliance of the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts developed an overwhelming disadvantage.

Because... More and more gods are gone.

Izana Migui is the daughter of Huangquan, and there are countless subordinate gods under her command, so she is naturally not a bare-bones commander.

And those gods who enjoy the incense of all living beings are indeed extraordinary.

However, Yuan Qingya, who raised his sword to the sky and fought fiercely with the "Divine Mother", was an advantage.

Izanami, who had revealed her body, controlled the water of the Yellow Spring, barely coping with the fierce sword momentum, and her figure was shaky, leaving no doubt that she might be killed and beheaded by someone at some point in time.

At a moment's notice.

Uesugi Kiyoshi suddenly stared.

He was surprised to find that the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts in the picture was very strange and stopped swinging his sword.

It's like his time has been stopped.

He didn't move, and the daughter of Huangquan wasn't idle.

Izanami seized an opportunity, his eyes lit up, and he drove countless yellow springs of water and slammed them into the chest of the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts.

The thin figure of the young man fell in response to the sound and fell to the ground, stirring up countless smoke and dust.

At the same time, the Yaqi Giant Snake in the bitter battle over there suddenly roared like a madman, and spit out a cloud of pitch-black mist without asking, and in the mist, a small snake with eight heads shot out, piercing Yuan Qingya's chest with lightning speed.

Izanami followed, her beautiful face turning hideous, and with a stretch of her hand, a glowing sword was in her hand.

She didn't know how to use a sword, but Yuan Qingya had lost the ability to move.

With a slash and stabbing into the chest, the fragile heart of the human body exploded instantly, and the blood was like a surge.

She still wanted to continue mending the knife, but she heard a terrible wail.

Then, countless ghost fires were overwhelming.

Qingxing Lantern flashed in front of Yuan Qingya, leaned over and hugged his body, turned around and waved the lantern in his hand, and shook Izanami back hundreds of meters.

She looked sad, leaned down a little tremblingly, and gently kissed the corner of Yuan Qingya's mouth.

"It still shot... You..."

"You..."

Before the words came out, I couldn't stop crying.

Yuan Qingya didn't have any regrets, he stretched out his hand, stroked Qingxingdeng's face, and sighed in a low voice.

"It's up to you next... Thank you for your hard work. ”

"We..."

"I'll see you later."