Time in this world seems to stand still.

The head of the drunken swallowing boy flew in the air, his eyes were full of stunned looks, he looked at the ghost hand burning with purple and black flames, and the boy in the ghost hand, Che Angang, and the dusty long memory was awakened.

It's not the first time I've been beheaded by this knife.

Last time, behind the samurai named Minamoto Yorimitsu, who did this, was also followed by a ghost god who manipulated the hand of hell, his former companion, the ghost of the great rivers and mountains, Onikiri.

Could this be... Is it fate?

Uesugi Kiyoshi gasped heavily, mental fatigue surging like a tidal wave, and the sweat on his forehead continued to drip down one after another.

Originally, the "Mirror Stopping Water Heart" that maintains the integration of mental skills is extremely draining, and in this state, he slashed five times in a row, split the ghost king's hundred ghost night walks, and made the ghost hand, and unexpectedly took the knife to cut off his head, and he now has a bit of the taste of the end of the strong crossbow.

Luckily, it worked.

If this trick fails, then he can only fight hard, originally, he has a way to get out, but with the support of his companions behind him, he can't get out by himself, only a death match.

It doesn't make sense to say that now.

Just as he adjusted his breathing and regained his strength, a somewhat surprised baritone voice came.

"Only the ghost clan of the great rivers and mountains can control the ghost hands contaminated with the flames of hell."

"The smell of your body, I smell it clearly, although I don't know why there is a mixed demonic aura, but you are by no means a monster, let alone a ghost clan..."

"I originally thought that you were a swordsman who inherited the Oni Kiri in Genji, but only inherited the Oni Kiriri's Blade, and it was absolutely impossible to manipulate the Oni Hand of Ibaraki!"

"You... Who the hell is it! ”

The head of the drunken swallowing boy hung in the air, and the blood of the ghost king was dripping, staining the land of the great rivers and mountains, but he opened his mouth like a nobody.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was shocked in his heart, reacted very quickly, stretched out his hand, caught the boy in the ghost's hand, and stabbed into the heart of the headless body of the drunken swallowing boy with a reflexive sword.

With his sword, countless lilac lines spread across Jiu Swallow's body, like some mysterious rune, binding the ghost king's body to death.

But the head of the ghost king still has no momentum to die.

The head of the drunken swallowing boy even shook in the air very vividly, and looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi's movements with some sarcasm.

"It's useless, little ghost."

"Losing is losing, I recognize your strength, but... You can't kill me. ”

The drunken boy is a pure ghost - he doesn't have the mentality that he can't afford to lose.

Even if he drank the deadly poisonous wine, the madness and miasma could not be used, and the body of the ghost king, who was more and more injured and stronger, was also suppressed, and his strength went to more than fifty percent.

Even if he was facing a boy who was specially created to restrain him, he could easily cut through his demon drive, making him useless with copper skin and iron bones.

But... It's not an excuse, winning is winning, losing is losing.

You can't count on an opponent on the battlefield to give you what you call "fair".

Nothing unconvinced, it was he who was now beheaded.

"Don't compare me with those clowns who jump off the beam and jump the beam, I am the ghost king of the great rivers and mountains, and the wine of immortality is swallowed."

"Killing me, the son of the white fox tried it, Gen Laiguang tried it, and even the gods of Takamagahara tried it."

"But I'm still alive until now."

"I am the king of the ghost clan of the Great River Mountain, the most powerful of all the ghost clans in this world."

"Do you understand, I have the strongest vitality of the ghost clan, plus the characteristics of ghosts and gods, as long as there is a creature in this world who knows the name of the ghost swallowing boy, I... It is immortal. ”

"I could lose, I could be weak, I could be imprisoned like a prisoner."

"But, kill me?"

"Unless you slaughter all the mortals in this world who know the name of the drunken."

"Otherwise, wishful thinking!"

With his long, mutilated burgundy hair fluttering in the wind, the ghost king's expression was still uninhibited and wild, as if he didn't care about the current predicament.

He does have such an arrogant confidence, if it is really as he said, then this ghost king of the great rivers and mountains, in a sense, is truly invincible.

Immortal...

What an enviable ability.

Uesugi Kiyoshi does not doubt the authenticity of this statement, in fact, there are many clues and knowledge popularized by Akutagawa Ryunosuke for him to prove this.

Powerful ghosts and gods are almost impossible to die.

Even if it was as strong as Ueizumi Hidekawa, in its heyday, it was only to injure the ghosts and gods, but it still allowed them to escape.

The existence of ghosts and gods, suppression, and sealing, may not be difficult, but if they are completely eliminated, it will not be a day's work.

As long as there is the support of "believers", they are like hundred-legged insects, dead but not stiff, especially the famous monster such as the wine swallowing boy, I don't know how many mortals have heard his name, and have respect, fear, and awe of him... Mortals with this kind of thought, in a sense, are even his pan-believers.

Although there is not much faith, but... There are too many of them.

Not counting the ghost clan who slipped through the net, in the minds of the ghost clan, the drunken boy is the supreme god who would rather be questioned.

It is almost impossible to completely eradicate the drunken boy.

Uesugi Kiyoki pulled out the boy Che Angang, turned around, and met the head of the wine swallowing boy.

After a long silence, he suddenly smiled.

"You're the most powerful ghost I've ever encountered, and the toughest opponent I've ever encountered."

"But, do you really think I can't do anything about you?"

"Yes, maybe you're really hard to kill."

"So... I'll [capture] you, wouldn't it be fine? ”

The boy Kirian turned into a streamer and reattached himself to Uesugi Kiyoshi's arm.

Instead, countless mirages spread, and a scroll solidified in front of Uesugi Kiyoshi and gradually took shape.

The reels stretch slowly and evenly.

There was a faint blue-blue fluorescence flickering on it, as if it couldn't wait.

At first, the drunken boy was a little unimpressed, but when he saw the contents of this picture, he suddenly changed color.

"Monster roster, 100 ghost picture scrolls!"

"You're obviously a human, how can you have such a thing!"

"Wait! You!!! ”

Before he finished his words, the Hundred Ghost Picture Scroll began to appear.

A huge washing force emanated from the scroll, and the body of the headless ghost king on the ground, the head of the half-empty wine swallow, was affected by this force, and gradually became distorted.

It's like an abstract painting, slowly losing its own shape with the fading of colors, and finally turning into a gray-black mist that is similar to a mirage, and it is constantly absorbed by the Hundred Ghost Scrolls.

Dozens of seconds later, the Hyakki scroll quickly retracted, staggering, like a drunk drunk, stumbling into Uesugi Kiyoshi's chest, and then disappeared without a trace.

Meanwhile.

The ground of the great rivers and mountains began to shake gently.

The shaking became more and more intense, and finally it was as if there was an earthquake, the earth cracked, trees and buildings collapsed, and the blood-red sun and golden moon crumbled above the sky.

This space ushered in the catastrophe of annihilation.

Uesugi Kiyoshi even watched as a slight crack was born in the void not far away, just like the legendary spatial rift.

This dream mirror world has lost its owner and is about to collapse...