The barrier formed by the aura steadily blocked the five succubi.

Not only did it block it, but the spiritual power of the Otomo Array even turned into a long whip, entwining the succubus, and then throwing it to Yakumo Mo's side.

"Yes, let's try this?"

Countless pieces of rubble flew towards Otomo-jin again.

"That's—"

Seeing the flying rubble, Otomo's pupils shrank.

It was the moment he pounced on Yakumo Mo, and the two Shikigami who were twisted into pieces by his demonic power, Alpha and Omega.

"Scatter!"

The moment the gravel was about to hit the Otomo Formation, it suddenly flew in all directions with his shout.

"Huh? Spirits? ”

The onmyoji of this world, the ordinary yin-yang arts, even the imperial yin-yang techniques or the pan-yin-yang techniques derived from them, did not attract Yakumo's attention, but those strange words and spirits made Yakumo very interested.

It is different from hypnotic magic, but it is a different kind of change in the surrounding qiē of things, which involves even the most basic modifications to the most basic rules, although only in a very limited part.

Otomo began to run fast on the ground, heading towards Yakumo Mo, and Yoshizu didn't hinder his speed in the slightest.

Then, at the moment when he was about to run in front of Yakumo Mo, the figure of the Otomo array disappeared.

At the same time, the reinvigorated sportswear boy and the onmyoji with the X tattoo also rushed to Yakumo with a twist.

"Invisibility?"

Yakumo muttered, and instantly turned around and waved the parasol in a certain direction beside him.

The feeling of the umbrella hitting something came, and then a muffled grunt sounded in the air, and then Otomojin's body appeared, and like a rocket, it was sent flying by Yakumo Mo, shattering the ceiling and falling to the second floor.

"Haste as a law!!"

Two clear clicks sounded. The young man holding the long knife had a hurricane of spiritual power on his blade, pointing directly at Yakumo's throat.

The Onmyoji with the X tattoo threw a talisman like a flying knife, then jumped up and kicked Yakumo Mo's waist with spiritual power wrapped in his leg!

It's just that they didn't hit Yakumo Mo's body, but the two of them disappeared because of the sudden disappearance of the target. Caught off guard, they collided together.

On the other side of the hall, a cup of black tea appeared in the hand of Yakumo Mo, who was sitting leisurely in the gap with his legs folded and folding.

The two onmyoji glanced at each other, and the young man with the knife winked.

The X tattooed onmyoji seemed a little reluctant, lowered his head and took a sip, but still took out a talisman again.

"Haste as a law! Gold of Broken Wood! ”

The sword-wielding youth swung his sword upward, and at the same time, another onmyoji threw out a talisman.

The talisman was attached to the blade, this time. The young man with the knife directly threw out the long knife in his hand.

A monstrous column of water suddenly appeared on the long knife flying in mid-air!

Jin Shengshui.

A succubus stepped forward and flicked its claws to block the stabbing long knife.

The water column writhed in the air like a spiritual snake, and attacked Yakumo from different tricky angles. Several gaps opened, and the water column was sucked in.

"It's useless—huh!"

Yakumo interrupted Yakumo's words as a sudden burst of thick wooden branches from the column of water, and he stepped lightly on the black tea ground and jumped back and forth on the branches that stretched out in all directions, dodging the branches that tried to entangle him.

Aquatic wood.

Seeing Yakumo Mo jumping between the branches, the two onmyoji sealed again.

"Haste as law."

A raging fire burned from the wooden branches that almost filled the hall, and the scorching flames spread throughout the hall at breakneck speed.

Wood makes a fire.

"It's a lot of fun!"

Yakumo Mo, who directly disappeared into the gap, smiled lightly. The parasol was facing the sea of fire.

The tip of the umbrella began to condense points of light, and then the demonic power exploded. A magic cannon burst out.

"Boom ——!!!"

Whether it is a giant tree or a flame, they are all wiped out under the magic cannon.

The on-yomji juku shook even more, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"The god of the East Sea is named Amin, and the god of the West Sea is named Zhu Liang. The god of the South China Sea, named Juyana, the god of the North Sea, named Yuqiang, the god of the four seas. Retreat from the hundred ghosts and eliminate the evil. Hurry as a law!! ”

The shrill shouts of the Otomo Array suddenly rang out.

The five elements that flew out of the large hole in the ceiling that he had just knocked open bloomed with dazzling light, and the light emitted connected the spells.

The eyes of Otomo Jin, who jumped from the big hole, flashed with the light of the curse mark.

A stone wrapped in bamboo leaves was pulled out of Otomo's arms.

"Huh? What is it? ”

Yakumo left behind the two onmyoji who had exited the hall together, and turned his head to look at the stone that Otomo had placed on the ground.

Otomo didn't answer, and he took out a folded piece of paper from his bosom again - it was wrapped in salt.

Seeing this, a hint of realization flashed in Yakumo's eyes.

"Oh, I see, but it's a pity—"

The shining pentagram appeared in front of Yakumo Mo, and Otomo Jin sprinkled salt on the stone.

"Such a green bamboo leaf, such a withered bamboo leaf, such a withered green wither! And so salty and dry! Profit and boring, and then so stone sinks, ups and downs!! ”

An ominous incantation resounded through the hall.

It was daytime, but suddenly starlight appeared.

Starlight ignored the building above him and fell directly on Yakumo's head.

The starlight quickly converged, forming a cage of light.

In the cage, the whistling mana rushed in all directions, like a meat grinder, trying to crush Yakumo Mo.

The cruel and ferocious yin qi made a group of onmyoji who were watching the battle outside shudder.

"Actually...... Eight-eyed bamboo cage suppression spell! ”

The knife-wielding youth muttered.

"You can't find anything in the Imperial Yin-Yang Technique! Worthy of ...... That one! ”

"......Shh

Beside him, the Onmyoji, with his hands on his chest—the X tattoo on his head made him look like a hooligan—seemed disdainful, but he couldn't help but secretly look at the scene in the hall.

Within the suppression spell, with the protection of the power of the realm, Yakumo did not suffer any damage.

It's just that the mana is too strong, and the onmyoji outside can't observe the situation inside for the time being.

"How? Tsuiko, how do these onmyoji compare to the onmyoji of your time? ”

"Each has its own strengths, this spell is not so much about killing demons, it is actually more suitable for exorcism of ghosts, and it has no effect on monsters like you."

"I said, kill them, no problem, right?"

"No, have you forgotten our agreement?"

"Okay, I haven't forgotten, I promised you not to kill people indiscriminately, you promised me not to mess around in the spiritual sea, but they are so headless and brainless to gather a group of people to call without asking a word, I can't say nothing, right?"

Tsuiko was silent.

In fact, during this time, Tsuiko, who had been observing Yakumo Mo, had gradually changed her initial opinion of Yakumo Mo.

This is a very strange youkai.

Unlike the yokai of her time, it seems that this youkai is very good at integrating into human society.

However, in many details of life, obvious traces of monsters can be seen.

He could stay in a hotel like a normal human, and he could even prepare a full set of necessary paperwork in advance to avoid those nasty troubles—in Tsuiko's opinion, those documents such as identification documents were like the court documents of her time.

But he will do his best to use the power of a yokai to make his life as convenient as possible, and at the same time, he will not deliberately hide his identity as a youkai - after Yakumo once opened the gap in public and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, Tsuiko understood this.

If it is said to be kind, Yakumo Mo has no secret of the killing intent of Tuyumen Taichun.

If it is said to be brutal, Tsuiko, who once saw Yakumo feeding stray cats with small bread on the riverbank, shook his judgment again, and at that time, Yakumo Mo chattered to Tsuiko about the cat named Orange in his house, and the expression he showed made Tsuiko actually feel envious.

Youkai......

Tsuiko sighed.

"Be merciful, don't go too far."

A glimmer of excitement began to flash in Yakumo's eyes.

"Don't worry, they can't die......"

If you want to die, you can't die. (To be continued......)