"Palm Lamp!"

With a loud shout, Lin Zhengyang turned over and jumped out of the carriage, with a seal in his hand.

"Ten Thousand Demons Submit! Haste as a law! ”

The white light came and went like a match, repelling the serpentine demon that appeared at some point.

"Invite the gods and true people, descend to the world and sweep the ominous!"

"Shock! Sanitize! Punish the Evil"

The largest and most rigid Gang Qi circle took shape in the incantation, and then violently erupted outward.

The gray mist that surrounded it, as well as the miscellaneous spirits and demons lurking in it, struggled, and was finally completely sanitized by this domineering demonic power.

The field was empty.

"It's getting dark so soon?"

He looked up at the sky with a solemn face.

It was pitch black as ink, with stars twinkling and no moonlight.

There, there is a subtle and vast divine power.

And, quite familiar.

"Kurokawa ·······"

Lin Zhengyang's hands quickly sealed, blessing several layers of powerful enchantments.

The colorless and transparent barrier protects Murakami, him and the carriage.

"Quick, turn around, go home."

Sitting back in the carriage, Murakami urged the horses fiercely.

Soon, the carriage was moving.

"It's too slow!"

Raise two fingers and read the spirit of manipulating the wind.

Soon, a gust of air flowed around the carriage, increasing its speed.

In the carriage, Lin Zhengyang was sitting, and the rune paper kept flying out of his sleeve, turning into a group of black crows, fluttering, and flying out of the car window.

Thousands of black crows, densely packed, guarded the carriage.

Whenever a hundred ghosts dared to approach, the flock of birds swarmed up and wiped them out completely.

The body formed by the blessing of mana, as strong as steel, and not afraid of ordinary witchcraft, ordinary hundred ghosts walk at night, only a few thousand black crows can be extinguished alone.

However, in the face of this ominous enveloping the whole of Kyoto, he could only escort Lin Zhengyang away.

The sound of "bang bang bang" is endless.

As the carriage galloped, flesh and blood continued to appear on the barrier.

It was a mismatch for dodging, and it crashed directly into the corpses of the youkai in the enchantment.

Not all youkai are completely fleshless.

Destroy the body, and you can kill most of the weak monsters as well.

The enchantment is originally transparent, with Lin Zhengyang as the core propped up in the air, and the dynamic gyro-like structure is constantly circulating.

At this time, it was completely dyed red, and the fine runes were infiltrated one by one.

Occasionally, a tenacious youkai, or a hundred ghosts with special abilities that can evade the ability to distinguish between barriers, invade the second layer of the barrier, and they will be nailed to death by crows with sharp beaks.

These are mass-produced Shishen crows, and the material itself is made of miscellaneous spirits that can be seen everywhere, and after being purified by Lin Zhengyang, it is used as a material and manufactured.

The advantage lies in the number, after the number is tens of thousands, even if it is a big monster, if it falls into an unfavorable situation, it may be grinded to death.

Without sparing these god crows, Lin Zhengyang's wide white hunting sleeves seemed to be endless, and a flock of crows kept popping out.

Eventually, the sky was full of crows.

This is the means that Lin Zhengyang persevered and thought of to make up for himself in the absence of a powerful god.

Onmyoji, as a variant of the Daomen inheritance in Fusang, especially lacks close means.

As a last resort, Shikigami was developed as a way to make up for it.

Originally, because the onmyoji himself was too fragile as a human being, he needed the protection of Shikigami.

The variety of crows developed by Lin Zhengyang is based on the concept of protection itself.

The wings, beak, and body seem to be made of steel, and it is the most ordinary steel crow, which has no special ability, that is, it is resistant to beating, after all, the whole body is strengthened to the point that it is like a steel-like god crow, and it is not easy to damage.

On this basis, there are a small number of underworld crows, with the breath of the underworld that he masters, and the ability to age, curse, and poison.

The third-generation crow-style god that is being perfected is the result of intensive research in the field of death, and can travel back and forth to hell and collect the breath of death, which is a crow of the underworld.

Until now, the power of the heroic spirit of the previous world has been thoroughly sorted out by him, integrated into the system of this world, and turned into the true seed, as one of his core powers.

He used this to spy into the underworld of this world, the world after death.

The power of the crow in the underworld is an extension of his power, and it is also an extension of his own spiritual pool, which is both a means of fighting the enemy and a cultivation aid.

Recently, he has tried to have the Raven collect various special materials from the depths of Hell for him and transform them into his own power.

This is something he has only recently developed, and there are not many of them.

A black, palm-sized raven with ruby-like eyes stood on his left shoulder, bowing his head and combing his feathers.

Different from the cannon fodder gods of the first and second generations, the crows of the third generation are scarce in number and very powerful, and can be regarded as half a doppelganger if necessary.

Each crow has put a lot of energy and resources into him, and it can grow with him.

"Ahh

The raven suddenly screamed and spread its wings.

The crows flying in front of the carriage fell to the ground like kites with broken wings.

The carriage took a jolt and stopped.

Lin Zhengyang lifted the bamboo curtain and stepped out of the carriage.

"My lord, it's weird ahead."

Murakami pointed ahead.

It's as if there's an invisible dividing line.

In front of the avenue, all the crows that crossed the line lost their vitality and fell to the ground.

Even the second generation, the black crow, which had a weak underworld power, only barely lasted a few more moments and died in the same battle.

"The Power of Death ·······"

Silent, Lin Zhengyang felt his own strength, faintly echoing somewhere in the mountain forest in front of him.

He also has the power of death in his hands.

The fate of death······· It can be called a mixture of death and fate.

In the inner view, at the bottom of the spirit pond that had accumulated a shallow layer, on the true seed that exuded a faint and clear light like a full moon, several true texts with the aura of the underworld and death jumped and jumped, as if urging.

Ahead, there is a powerful force of death······ Even, it may be that a ghost door has been opened.

Kyoto is the capital of a country with a large number of spiritual veins, and the feng shui itself is naturally excellent, but there are also several disadvantages.

The ghost gate is one of them.

The Tsuchiomon Gate, where the Abe family lives, is where one of the ghost gates is located.

The Ghost Gate, which is said to be a node linking the human world and the underworld, once accidentally broken, a large number of monsters from the underworld will pour out.

There is no doubt that these guys come from the afterlife, and it is naturally impossible to bring auspiciousness.

Even the mighty ghosts in the depths of the old hell will spring up.

Bringing calamity, disease, death, and ········ Slaughter!

The sound of insects around me seemed to be mute.

It was utter silence.

You can even hear Murakami's heartbeat.

And the sound of each other's breathing.

After a pause, only the young man's voice was heard, and it came clearly:

"Murakami, can you change the course?"

Murakami, who is middle-aged, shook his head silently and said:

"I'm afraid not, we stayed in the inner city for too long before, and we were already copying the small road, and then we took a detour, and it was even farther."

That is, if I don't want to be alone after dark, I have to break in?

If the people behind the scenes calculate this step, I'm afraid it won't be an easy thing ahead.

Thinking of this, he smiled and stepped out.

"Murakami, the rest of the crows will be at your command and wait for me outside."

"If I'm trapped inside, I'll bother you to send the gods to inform the clan."

After saying that, he resolutely stepped into the place of death.

In an instant, breathing is stagnant.

An icy aura wrapped around him, as if it had pinched his heart.

Subsequently, the qi of his whole body became lively, and in the spiritual pool, the true seed shone brightly.

This breath of death was instantly assimilated by his mana.

At the same time, it was as if he had been thirsty for days and nights, and suddenly he came across water, swallowing continuously, attracting the rich dead air around him.

That kind of strength was so strong that it actually formed a dead vacuum near him.

The dead qi was constantly absorbed by him, and there was a strange sense of satisfaction.

Lin Zhengyang, who has mastered a trace of the law of death and used it to condense the true seed, is even more like a fish in water in this environment.

Within the mystery, above the spiritual pool, there was a thin white mist constantly converging in, condensing into a liquid, dripping and dripping, and it rained spiritually.

On his shoulder, the crow that breathed with him also greedily absorbed the dead air, and spit out a little black smoke from time to time.

The black smoke condensed in the air, turning into a black snake, and then it was broken by a little thunder in the eyes of the crow, breaking inch by inch, and turning into nothing.

These are some impurities contained in the death air, including the resentment of the deceased and other useless things.

The Crow is a style god specially developed by Lin Zhengyang, which is used to purify the turbid dead qi in the hell and refine the pure dead qi into spiritual liquid, which is used to supply his cultivation.

Of course, he can also use some leyline spiritual power to transform mana, or absorb the power of the elixir supplied by the clan, but these are actually not very suitable.

As a ghost immortal who entered the Tao with death, in fact, the most suitable for him to transform and absorb was the death qi from the underworld.

The gas eater god is immortal.

For him, eating the qi of death is like rice, eating the essence of the elixir is equivalent to ordinary people taking ginseng and reishi and other supplements, and the spiritual power of the earth's veins is equal to big fish and meat.

It's not that the leyline aura and elixir essence are bad, but it's a matter of suitability.

Supplements can only be eaten occasionally, big fish and meat will be greasy after eating for a long time, only dead air, light and tasteless, but you can eat it every day, it doesn't matter if you eat it as a meal.

Moreover, in the underworld, death is everywhere, in large quantities, full, and cheap.

Overall, it's cost-effective.

"I've been dragged down here, and if I want to come to other powerful Onmyoji, I'm afraid it won't be easy."

Moving forward cautiously, constantly making talisman enchantments, Lin Zhengyang still had the heart to consider the situation.

"The divine power of the night is very strong, but he is fighting away, and it is difficult to defeat the three noble gods who are in power in the country, and they don't need to make external moves."

"Conservative estimates, the actions of all people at the moment, are taken into account."

"Kyoto can be regarded as a force, there are onmyoji, shrines, shrine maidens, temple mages, the ghost king of the great rivers and mountains, the stranded ones who are stranded in this world, and me and those reincarnators."

"I'm being dragged down, what about them?"

Ahead, a huge hundred-year-old tree, faintly in sight in the night.

The dead courtyards, temples, and buildings are lifeless.

"Seshigyuji Temple ······"

Looking at the family crest on the gate, Lin Zhengyang proudly stepped into this ghost-like Xixing Temple.