Brother Long's martial arts qi and blood were surging, turning into blood-colored flames that were invisible to the naked eye and swirling around his body, and the Taoist charm on his forehead became more and more dazzling, as if it was about to penetrate his body.

The various gods on the opposite side all made strange sounds, as if they were whispering and as if they were roaring in a low voice, revealing a strong aura and hostility towards Brother Long. Only the leading middle-aged onmyoji's unique one-horned black tiger-style god looked very calm, as if he was squatting in the void, and a pair of eyes drawn with Japanese painting techniques seemed to be real tiger eyes at this time, staring at Brother Long with a blazing eye.

"One of the four-elephant gods of the Hemao family, the one-horned black tiger-style god, Naoto Hemao, I didn't expect you to be able to serve this level of god-style. It seems that it is my Hundred Miles Crazy Dragon who underestimates you. Brother Long's tone became very serious, his face restrained banter and obscenity, and the domineering and arrogant temperament exuded again. It's been years since I've seen Brother Long like this.

This shows that the enemy is very strong, so Brother Long must be treated very seriously!

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be completely unscrupulous, and you have some understanding of the current family member information of our He Mao family. It seems that the Taoist priests in China are still quite jealous of the onmyoji of the Japanese Empire. Of course I don't have such strength, this one-horned black tiger-style god was given to me by Yuan Yi and brought to China. Otherwise, I would have killed you a long time ago if I had such strength, so why talk nonsense with you. ”

The middle-aged onmyoji named Naoto Kamo spoke, and then stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "Up!" Kill them, let the Nether Demon Flower bloom, absorb the demonic energy, and obtain the flower core. On this trip to China, you must obtain the missing half of the Goguryeo Barbarian Cities! ”

With the order of this He Mao Naoto, the young onmyoji around him made some moves, and for a while, the ghosts around him cried wolf howls, the yin wind gusted, and the yin and yang gods came out together, surging towards Brother Long.

I stood in the distance, watching Brother Long motionless, sweating for him in my heart. Although I have enough confidence in Brother Long's strength, but there are so many people on the other side, and they are obviously prepared, it is inevitable that I will be a little nervous and uneasy in my heart.

Seeing that the large number of Shishen was about to approach Brother Long, Brother Long finally made a move. His eyes widened, and he suddenly shouted, and a breath of white air rolled out of his mouth, and the waves of air rolled out, and it actually shot out like an arrow, and immediately hit the right hand of an old man-like god holding a scythe in front of him.

The right hand, which was originally made of paper, broke in response to the sound, and the scythe also fell to the ground, making a sonorous sound of metal hitting the stone, which was obviously made of paper but was actually the same as a real sharp sickle!

Among the onmyoji opposite, a young man about the same age as me suddenly covered his right arm, with a painful expression on his face, although there was no bloodshed, but looking at him, it seemed that he was also mentally suffering a lot.

It seems that this onmyoji's style god is also related to the caster. If Shikigami is injured, Onmyoji will also take some damage.

At this point, it seems that a Taoist priest who is still in the line of our Taoist mountain has an advantage. Whether it is a designer of the underworld money or a designer of the talisman, when summoning spirit creatures to help participate in the fighting, it is because they are all equal contracts concluded in the form of "transactions". So their injuries and even deaths don't have much to do with us, they don't get hurt. And the Japanese onmyoji is obviously more closely related to his own Shikigami.

"Oro, hold back. The excellent onmyoji of the Yamato nation will not be unable to endure even such a little pain. Nagamo said. He was coldly looking at everything in front of him, the junior Shikami of his own clan was besieging Brother Long, while his own one-horned Black Tiger Shijin was squatting motionlessly in the void above his head, looking at the battle situation with a cold gaze similar to his.

Brother Long exhaled, as if he was spitting out a sharp sword, cutting off the arm of a relatively weak old man-like god, showing his strong strength. At the same time, those Shikjin all exerted their abilities and launched a fierce attack on Brother Long. Among them was a dog-like Shikigami with a mouth that spewed out a black gas that exuded a rancid smell and a palpitating breath.

Obviously highly toxic!

The blood-red flames that surrounded his body from Brother Long's martial arts qi and blood rose up, hitting it like a fiery snake, colliding with the black venom, and suddenly emitting a hissing burning sound. The black venom evaporated, and some of the rest splattered everywhere, dripping onto the floor, and the ground immediately squeaked and the stones melted!

This huge dog-form god was obviously a few points stronger than the lady-like god of Kamo Saburo before, so that Brother Long could only resist the attack of this type of god with a wisp of qi and blood flames.

In addition, some of the other Shishen also asked Brother Long to separate streams of qi and blood flames to fight against them.

In the end, Brother Long raised his head and roared angrily: "Naoto Hemao, will you let these juniors come to send them to death?" It's really a perverted custom of the Japanese, treat me as a whetstone for your Hemao juniors, I'm afraid your wishful thinking is a little wrong. ”

With Brother Long's roar, a huge coercion emanated from the blood-red character on Brother Long's forehead. Brother Long raised his hands high and pressed downward, and the martial arts qi and blood flames that had originally surrounded his body condensed, like rolling waves, spreading out in all directions.

Although this martial arts qi and blood are almost not felt by ordinary people, but for Taoist priests with spiritual power, it is easy to cause discomfort, so it is better for me to avoid it a little.

And the gods who surrounded Brother Long were even more miserable, they were originally spirit creatures attached to a special paper, and they couldn't resist the impact of such a surging and powerful martial arts qi and blood. One by one, like kites with broken strings, they fell from the air to the ground, trembling slightly. The stronger ones were still staggering in the air, but they fled back with some fear, and the weaker ones turned into ashes on the spot......

The young onmyoji on the opposite side suddenly turned on their backs, wailing again and again, and some even knelt on the ground, losing their voices in pain. I don't know if it's because of the unbearable pain in their own bodies, or because their Shikigami is being destroyed.

The middle-aged onmyoji took a deep breath: "I underestimate you, China is really big, there are many Daomen, and there are endless generations of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Even if you are not in a religious office, there are extraordinary people. It is no wonder that when the Japanese Empire mobilized the whole country to attack, it still failed in the end. ”

Brother Long strode towards him: "Naoto Kamo, I said it, you can't afford this price!" ”

He made a move, his right hand reached out, his palm became a claw, and the red light on his forehead flashed, and suddenly a blood flame dragon that was completely transformed from martial arts qi and blood flew towards Naga Mao Naoto, looking at the momentum, it was definitely a very strong blow.

But just as the fierce and powerful flame dragon opened its bloody mouth and was about to bite Naoto Kamo, the one-horned black tiger-like god that had been squatting above his head finally moved.

It was like a black ghost, a black lightning, which instantly crossed a distance of several meters, blocking him from the top of Naoto Kamo's head, and at this time, the blood flame dragon blasted out by Brother Long had just arrived at that place.

Then, what happened left me dumbfounded, I couldn't believe my eyes!

The one-horned black tiger-style god opened his mouth, sucked it gently, and actually swallowed the blood flame dragon transformed by Brother Long's martial arts qi and blood into a single bite!!

Not only that, but after swallowing it, there was no discomfort at all, and he even stretched out his tongue and licked the huge tiger's mouth, which seemed unfinished.

This...... This one-horned black tiger-style god is really a bit outrageously powerful. In my mind, Brother Long is the strongest person I have ever seen, this attack, few people should be able to block it, but I didn't expect this middle-aged onmyoji's one-horned black tiger-style god to swallow it so easily.

Not only me, but even Naoto Naoga himself seemed a little surprised. After being stunned for a moment, he laughed: "Yuan Yiren's yin-yang technique is really powerful. The three-level four-elephant god made has actually reached this level. As long as there is a large Yuan Da, your Taoist sect in China will always be pressed down. ”

Brother Long's face was unprecedentedly solemn at this time. He didn't speak, just stared at the one-horned black tiger-like god in front of him, and the atmosphere was a little tense and dull.

Call!

Brother Long let out a sigh of relief, the strange soldier cultivation spell mark on his forehead flickered again, and a stream of martial arts qi and blood rose again, and it actually twisted and wrapped between his hands, wrapped layer by layer, as if he was wearing two huge fist gloves.

"It's the first time I've fought a spirit creature of this level. This fight is good. ”

The end of the word "typo" was still there, and Brother Long's figure had already disappeared where he was standing. My eyes froze, this speed ...... It's too fast!

In the next moment, Brother Long was already about to pass the one-horned black tiger-like god and directly attack Naoto Kamo. It seems that his plan is the same as when I fought with Kamo Saburo before, to capture the thief and capture the king first, and to cross the onmyoji's Shikigami and directly attack their body. Although I don't know much about the spell system of the Japanese Onmyoji, but seeing that they all have Shikigami and value it so much, Shikigami should be their main method, as long as they attack their body beyond Shikigami, the chance of success should be very high.

However, the one-horned black tiger-style god would not let Brother Long kill his own onmyoji so easily, and it also moved. It was like a black lightning, and even brought a whistling whirlwind, which had already rushed to the front of Brother Long, blocking Brother Long's path again, and at the same time raising his head upward, wanting to use the very sharp-looking unicorn on his head to stab Brother Long's chest!

Brother Long naturally wouldn't let it succeed, instantly the qi and blood flowed, the center of gravity of the body changed, and it fell to the ground with a bang, making the top corner of this black tiger-style god fall into the air, and at the same time, his hands were instantly clenched into fists and raised high above his head, aiming at the head of this black tiger-style god to avoid the position of the single horn and smashed down.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, but with a flick of the black tiger-like god's thick tail, he actually tightly wrapped Brother Long's wrist, and then pulled it hard, throwing Brother Long towards the bud of the Nether Demon Flower.

"Brother Long, be careful, don't bump into that Nether Demon Flower!" I reminded loudly, although I knew that Brother Long was extremely powerful, I was still worried that he would be attacked by the disgusting core of the Nether Demon Flower.

Brother Long also quickly adjusted his body in mid-air, facing the black tiger-like god, with his feet behind him. When he hit the magic flower bud, he kicked hard, and with the power of this shock, he rushed towards the black tiger-like god again, and by the way, the magic flower bud trembled again, as if the blood and light were a little dimmed.

Pity the buds of this Nether Demon Flower, which should have bloomed into flowers long ago. But he was attacked again and again by Brother Long, resulting in the inability to bloom, and he continued to accumulate strength. I don't know how the melee is going at the Taoist Zhensha Seal on the first floor above us, where it is obviously the people from the religious office who are fighting with the traitor Taoist priest and some of the remaining onmyoji......

Brother Long rushed away, and the black tiger-like god actually stood up, and the two huge front paws also slapped towards Brother Long. Brother Long didn't dodge or dodge, he just put his body together, and he was originally a tall man, but he suddenly became like a child's body.

Avoiding the huge tiger claws, he actually crashed into the arms of the black tiger-like god.

One person, one tiger, one soldier monk, and one onmyoji-style god suddenly became a mess.