Out of the firelight ran out a white horse with a shining body, and on the back of the white horse, a man in black was sitting proudly.

Boom –

The palace made of muddy iron shook clearly.

The white horse stopped arrogantly outside the palace.

A brilliant light that illuminates the surroundings.

"Ahh

Some of the lower spirits that did not even have a body, similar to a long snake, floating in the forest, melted in an instant.

The low-level youkai, those who are close, also seem to be burned.

Even the drunken boy felt a hot current, and in the light that was close to him, there was a familiar sun-like glorious righteous path.

This is the breath of divine power, the divine power of some unknown sun god.

However, it is not Amaterasu!

This white horse is a mythical beast of an exotic sun god!

As for the man on his back, his aura is a little strange, with divine power, but he is not a god, closer to the existence of a half-human and half-god.

Squinting his eyes, the wine-swallowing boy stood up:

"I have the divine power of a foreign sun god on my body, so it is, is it because of this that I was besieged?"

It was clear to him in an instant.

Kyoto, but where Amaterasu's shrine is located, suddenly another strange sun god appeared, and you can't do it without being noticed!

Although Takamagahara, who gradually distanced himself from this world, still did not completely break off contact after all.

A big monster like the Wine Swallowing Boy who stands at the top is already comparable to some high-ranking gods, and can even force some low-level land gods and water gods to serve them, and they will know some secrets in the High Heavenly Plains.

Since the end of the long Kami Dynasty, Takamagahara's distance from the present world has become farther and farther away, and it has gradually become difficult to even reveal divine power.

That's where youkai and humans develop.

The belief of mankind gives birth to new gods, and the fear of humans gives birth to new yokai.

The gods enter Takamagahara, and the youkai are in full swing.

This is the age of youkai and humans.

But that doesn't mean that Amaterasu, who dominates Takamagahara, will remain indifferent when his authority is challenged.

"The ghost king of the great rivers and mountains, I will challenge you!"

The man in black, with a calm expression and a calm bearing, is a kind of self-confidence that he has developed after experiencing strong winds and waves.

During this period of time, he fought and retreated, fought thousands of miles, fought guerrilla everywhere, and dragged down the team of onmyoji sent by Yinyangliao.

At this time, most of the onmyoji were physically weak.

Because of the lack of abundant products, even the nobles and ministers rarely ate well, and the local real power daimyo only ate rice, pickled radishes and fish three times a day.

At this time, pork was a cheap meat with a fishy smell that only the inferior samurai and ronin would eat.

Eventually, as a result, most Onmyoji always have medicine jars around them.

Poor diet, malnutrition, and because of his identity and professionalism, it is inconvenient to eat this cheap meat, and finally his body is weak.

The profession of Onmyoji itself often involves strange things such as demons, gods, ghosts, and spirits, and it is inevitable to be infected.

If you don't want to die early, you can only drink medicine and soak it in a medicine jar.

Such an onmyoji team is fine in the short term, but it is an impossible task to follow him all the way outside for a long time.

"I've torn through the Kyoto Great Barrier set up by Abe Haruaki."

Monobe Zongxia put his hands behind his back and smiled indifferently:

"If I defeat you, you will lead your subordinates to stage a night march of a hundred ghosts in Kyoto!"

"Interesting!"

The handsome face of the wine-swallowing boy gradually put on an oozing smile.

His eyes turned red, and he glared at him with undisguised murderous intent.

It's a pity that His Majesty the Monobe Sect is completely immune to this level of killing intent.

"How? Do you dare to bet? ”

He wasn't worried that the other party wouldn't take the bait.

The ghost clan has always been aggressive.

"If you lose, stay!"

"Whoa—"

The cloth was torn, his body swelled, and the drunken boy instantly turned into a prototype more than six meters tall, holding a mace made of fine iron in both hands, and smashed it on the head!

The wind howls –

In the palace, all kinds of fruit bowls and vase ornaments fell to the ground.

The mace smashed into the ground, and the green bricks cracked deep holes.

"Too slow!"

Mace wielding!

"Too slow!"

The figure danced rapidly in the hall, transforming into dozens or hundreds of afterimages.

Blessed with the speed of words, his speed can catch up with even the fastest wind before his mana is exhausted.

This is the authority he usurped under the Pandora ritual after killing the gods, the speed of the wind.

At this moment, he used all his magic power to urge, like a flexible wind, gently moving around the hall, suddenly in front and in the back.

Although the wine swallowing boy is infinitely powerful, and his demon power is strong, it is a pity that the difference in speed is too far to touch him at all.

"Wine swallowing boy, if you only have this ability, it will be too much to say."

After a period of smashing, there was nothing to be gained except for the destruction of everything in the temple.

At another look, the man in black was still standing in his original position, stroking the white horse's head leisurely.

"Sigh the ······· of the law"

The white horse lowered his head, snorted, and rolled his eyes in disdain.

'This horse is laughing at me, too!' ’

The irritable and irritable drunk-swallowing boy has unconsciously lost his mind, step by step, unconsciously guided by the man in black opposite, and stepped into the trap.

"Like the hundred ghosts I am loyal to, give me your strength!"

Under a roar, his voice echoed throughout the country.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to fall silent suddenly.

Then the wind howled, and the rustling sound spread violently throughout the rivers and mountains.

Wisps of demonic energy began to converge here.

Under the waterhole, by the bridge, in the forest, in the sky·······

The demonic power invisible to ordinary people, colorful, floated out of the Taoist ribbons, gathered here.

The wind and the mountains are happy!

Gale!

The curtain behind the hall rattled.

A thick layer of gray mist rose in the hall for no reason, which seemed to be unaffected by the wind, but gradually converged in the air.

Among them are Hashihime, Kappa, Riniramichi, Earth Spider, Flying Man, and Ibaraki Boy······· and so on, constantly changing.

Eight hundred meters of rivers and mountains, thousands of monsters, obeying the oath, their demonic power has gathered here.

The gray mist floated against the ground, and finally sank straight into the body of the drunken boy.

The gray mist continued to pour in, faster and faster, and gradually whistled, forming a violent wind.

With a bang, a large tree flew from outside, was swept up by the wind, and fell to the ground.

"This, this is the secret of the night walk of the hundred ghosts?"

The Monobe Sect did not forcibly block it, but instead paid attention to the wine-swallowing boy's every move as much as possible.

As the demonic power belonging to the monsters under his command gathered, the sense of threat given to him by the drunken boy in front of him became stronger and stronger.

His demonic power has been strengthened more than three times compared to before, and it is still rising! Rise!

"As a big monster, the wine swallowing boy is already the pinnacle of this era, and if he improves again, won't he reach a new level?"

Eventually, the demonic mist that emerged gradually thinned, and the breath of the wine-swallowing boy slowly stabilized.

With a bit of mixed and impure taste, but in terms of level, it faintly gives him the feeling of facing an eight-foot mirror.

In terms of level, it has stood above the big monster and broken the so-called limit.

"Come, meet me, the ghost king of the great rivers and mountains, and the bond with the nine hundred and ninety-nine ghosts under your command!"

The drunken boy who had changed his appearance greatly shrunk and became the size of an ordinary person, and he put on a monk's robe.

In the next moment, demonic energy and mana collided!

There was a roar everywhere.

With a wave of his hand, it was like thunder.

The fist cut through the earth, leaving a deep trench.

The figures are constantly intersecting and changing.

from the temple to the outside of the temple.

Hit from the woods into the river.

Everywhere I went, it was like a typhoon passing through, and it was a mess.

Eventually, the god-killing fool found the opportunity to sing the Word.

"Come to me for victory! O immortal sun, give me a shining horse. ”

"O spiritual horse with a horse's feet, bring the chakra of light that symbolizes your lord."

In the next moment, the flames of the sun fell like a meteor!

The fire of the sun of judgment will evaporate the weak ghosts!

"I won the ······"

On the scorched earth, the man holding the neck of the white horse laughed wantonly.