A layer of golden light covers and blocks the way through.

"Hmph, it's a Taoist priest from Middle Earth, you want to kill me?" The seventy-two lives gave birth to a stream of blood, and as soon as this blood came up, the breath became extremely fierce, and instantly condensed a one-zhang god, holding a long knife!

The gods of Fuso, especially the natives, have killed countless beings, even this seventy-two lives that can be called kind, and then, there is a blow from the long sword.

In response to the long knife, the intertwined shadows of the blood faintly appeared, slashing towards Wang Cunye.

Wang Cunye was silent, just holding a sword, stabbing straight up, only to stab out, the red flame on the sword suddenly rose, and there were faint seven kinds of spirit birds chirping.

Seventy-two lives looked stunned, their eyes shrank, their figures became illusory, and the small shrine was endless, appearing one after another.

Seventy-two figures, all with the breath and imprint of seventy-two lives, are difficult to distinguish.

With a sword slash, a body turned into pieces, floating like fireflies, but Wang Cunye was not happy and looked around.

Seventy-two Lives sneered: "You think you can kill me if you are isolated by the formation? It's ridiculous! Your formation can only last for a stick of incense, and I can return to the Divine Office at any time! But if you are so rebellious, how can I tolerate you!"

Speaking of this, this god showed a cruel smile, speaking was just delaying time, now there is no need to talk nonsense, and suddenly the shrine was dark, and after a darkening, the whole scene suddenly changed.

The whole shrine became strange, even more classical, but it revealed an indescribable majesty, at this moment, a ball of red gas exploded, accompanied by a shout, one by one rotten and shriveled corpses appeared, these scattered bodies were still stained with rotten flesh, and their faces were distorted, just for a moment, they gradually recovered, and became young**.

"It's the realm!" Wang Cunye suddenly understood, his face was solemn, and he didn't want this god not only not to retreat, but to use the main field of the shrine to evoke this kind of realm.

The shrine has been a thousand years now, and countless faith has been accumulated, and even if it is like this, it is difficult to complete, but Fuso used to be a world where human beings and gods coexisted, and the law of human and god is lenient, but it has given this god who is only quite a ghost and immortal, and used the field.

I saw that the shrine had become a spacious hall, and in the middle of the hall was a throne, and around them knelt a Fuso samurai in armor, all of whom looked indifferent, but they were all surrounded by murderous aura, and they were at their youngest.

"Kill!" Seventy-two orders were given, and these warriors were immediately killed.

Wang Cunye was not afraid of this kind of crowd tactics the most, and with a long sword, he drove the slightest red mang, and killed it.

In the middle of every move, the sword technique is subtle, and suddenly a sword light flashed, and a samurai who pounced on him was hit by a sword, this samurai showed a painful expression, and the crack spread throughout his body, and the next moment, it turned into a point of light.

Wang Cunye snorted coldly, his strength had reached the level of reciting the talisman, and he saw shouting "Fear!"

Suddenly, a true text appeared, and a trace of red light hung down, and all the warriors were suffocated and paused for half a moment.

Wang Cunye's body rushed forward and slashed up, and everywhere the warriors were slashed and killed, like a broken bamboo, and suddenly the same fragments filled the hall.

"Seventy-two lives, you are really self-defeating, if you directly confront me, there may still be a chance to win, but you divide the samurai, but there is only one way to die. ”

Originally, in the realm, the killed samurai could be resurrected, but when the magic sword was stirred, the imprint on the body of these samurai was immediately crushed, and a small part even burned.

In just a moment, dozens of samurai had already been killed, reduced to pieces.

Seventy-two Lives' faces turned pale at this time, and the crimson spirit body suddenly faded and turned into a light red, which obviously hurt the vitality.

At this moment, it no longer had the intention of killing the person in front of it in one fell swoop, only thinking about breaking through the golden rune blockade.

As long as you recover your ability to move and break the formation in one go, you can kill this person at that time, or even if you don't kill, you can return to the Divine Residence, although it has to be repaired afterwards due to the loss is not small, but it is worth it.

A few years of cultivation is a long time for human beings, and it is not worth mentioning for the gods, as long as you live, it is worth paying whatever it takes.

At this thought, it shouted: "Stop me!"

Suddenly, the rest of the samurai pounced, and saw a ball of flame emerge from the body of Seventy-two, slashed all around, and smashed on the barrier, and suddenly there was a "boom", and the barrier shook for a while.

"Another stupid move!" Wang Cunye sneered, and swiped his hand, with a "poof" sound, blood dipped in the sword body.

"The essence and blood are the guide, and the golden ego is reborn. "With the absorption of essence and blood, the barrier shone brightly, and the blow of seventy-two lives was stopped for a while.

The barrier rippled and swayed, twisted, but resisted.

The essence blood was absorbed by the Seven Feathers Sword, releasing the breath of destruction, and the ferocity soared, at this time, under the traction of Wang Cunye's sword technique, the true yuan was transmitted to the sword body, and the long sword mercury poured into the ground, containing a killing intention, and swept towards the seventy-two lives.

Seventy-two lives looked up to the sky and roared, holding a sword to meet the sword light, the divine power on his body burned, and the red and brilliant divine power shone brightly.

"It's no wonder you're stupid, no wonder you're just losing ground. Wang Cunye sneered, the first mistake was to divide the samurai, and the second mistake was to see that the samurai couldn't resist, so he immediately panicked and burned his divine power to attack the barrier and wanted to escape, which caused a lot of losses.

It's too late to think about fighting to the death now.

The sword qi flashed, that is, the divine power shield was broken, only to hear the sound of "poof", the long sword was broken, and it penetrated from the front body to the back body, if the person died early, but the gods would not.

Wang Cunye swung his sword and slashed directly, only to see pieces of red light, and immediately cut this god into several pieces.

"You...... Why do you want to kill me......" The rest of the heads were still talking, and at this moment, seeing pieces of fragments, Wang Cunye knew, don't think that this is enough, if you give these seventy-two lives to escape, after a long sleep, you can recover.

At this time, the black light of the turtle shell was swept away, and the fragments were swept in, and at this time, the head of the seventy-two lives really showed a frightened expression, and wanted to shout something, but it was too late.

The debris in the hall was swept away, and with a "boom", the light mask was shattered, and the situation inside could no longer be concealed, and it emerged.

At this moment, an old man had already arrived and slashed at it with a bamboo sword.

Wang Cunye's sword flashed, and this time he pierced the man's chest and abdomen without hesitation, and with a casual pull, a large puddle of blood splattered out along with the scream.

At this time, the young man who caught up behind saw it, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he rushed over without thinking, and he didn't even cooperate with the people who caught up behind.

Wang Cunye's body was slightly subdued, rushed forward a few steps, only to hear a "poof", the tip of the sword was exposed from the back of this person, although this sword is very simple, but the time and action are grasped to the peak, as if this young man himself crashed into suicide, killed in an instant, there is no room for resistance at all.

The samurai and priests who caught up below couldn't help but shudder when they saw this, and stopped.

Wang Cunye withdrew his sword and couldn't help sneering when he saw this.

However, in the face of the blasphemous sinners, the priest and the samurai gritted their teeth and slowly surrounded them, and in a moment, there was a sudden shout, and the two sides were launched almost simultaneously.

In an instant, sparks splashed, followed by blood splatters, Wang Cunye's body did not stop, and the four warriors fell, and some of them were not dead for a while, and fell to the ground.

Wang Cunye ignored it and rushed straight out, at this time, Inoko Left Guard and Matsumae Right Gate both came to their senses, pulled out their swords, and slashed at the two priests, and immediately blood splattered.

Wang Cunye looked around, and saw that the mountain was already boiling, and the villagers nervously took out earthen bows and bamboo spears, and were about to surge over, Wang Cunye waved his hand: "Let's withdraw quickly, we don't have to entangle with them." ”

"Hey!" the two warriors hurriedly complied, followed the lord along another road, and hurried over in the night.

It didn't take much time for the three of them to reach the far road, looking back at the boiling fire on the mountain, Wang Cunye smiled slightly.

Matsumae Uemon bowed and said, "Lord, what are we going to do now?"

"You remember, I went to Inagawa Shrine, not to Seventy or Twenty Root Shrine. Wang Cunye said, took steps and walked out slowly.

"Hey!" the two responded, and after walking for about half an hour, they walked to a new shrine.

After staring at the "torii" for a moment, he continued to clean his hands with a long-handled wooden spoon and went to the shrine, where there were no prayer seekers.

"Is there anyone?" Wang Cunye shouted.

"It's coming!" came out of a priest, with a hoarse voice, opened the door, and the three of them entered inside, it was very dark inside, and the cold wind blew outside, isolating the cold wind from the outside.

Although there was blood and the smell of killing, the priest who was about thirty years old didn't seem to see it, but just bowed down and said, "Everything is ready, please shower first." ”

"Thank you!" Wang Cunye said this, and then fell silent.

At that moment, all three of them had hot water tubs to bathe, changed into new clothes, and went to the hall.

The hall is still very large, Wang Cunye is the chairman, left and right attendees, and a few people are neatly arranged, prostrate and bow, and then have a sumptuous banquet.

"Thank you, Lord!" Inoko Left Guard and Matsuzen Right Guard knew that this was all arranged by the Lord at this time, and they both fell deeply on the ground to thank him.

At that moment, all three of them had hot water tubs to bathe, changed into new clothes, and went to the hall.

The hall is still very large, Wang Cunye is the chairman, left and right attendees, and a few people are neatly arranged, prostrate and bow, and then have a sumptuous banquet.

"Thank you, Lord!" Inoko Left Guard and Matsuzen Right Guard knew that this was all arranged by the Lord at this time, and they both fell deeply on the ground to thank him.

"Thank you, Lord!" Inoko Left Guard and Matsuzen Right Guard knew that this was all arranged by the Lord at this time, and they both fell deeply on the ground to thank him. The hall is still very large, Wang Cunye is the chairman, left and right attendees, and a few people are neatly arranged, prostrate and bow, and then have a sumptuous banquet.

"Thank you, Lord!" Inoko Left Guard and Matsuzen Right Guard knew that this was all arranged by the Lord at this time, and they both fell deeply on the ground to thank him.

(To be continued)