The giant eye in the air twitched, pulling at the lines of mana, and in the process, the dissolution of the Ghost Emperor's head became more serious, and obvious cross-sectional cracks began to appear in the neck.

"This guy's head is not original, and he can't stand the current situation!"

Seeing the changes in the Ghost Emperor's body, Kamiyagawa's heart became more and more calm.

"Mary, Whale, Inu, open the way!"

Under Kamiya's orders, Shikigami cooperated with each other to launch a fierce attack.

Mary's massive machete slices through large swaths of twisted black lines of mana.

The dog god spat out a raging fire, and the flame red lotus that burned sin generally jumped in the darkness, and there was an ancient scarlet aura of decay, constantly diffuse, fusing the thick lines around it.

"Woo-"

The whale in the air blew the snail horn and raised the ocean scepter in his hand.

The skeletal whale echoed and let out a melodious chirp.

The sound of the horn and the whale chirping were sad and echoed in the air, each note like a cold arrow.

A full four skeletal whales swooped in from four directions.

With the momentum of being able to destroy everything and overwhelming the mountains and seas, at the cost of its own collapse, it crashed towards the vortex that hung upside down in the air.

A deafening roar rang out, and a large number of pale bone chips flew in all directions, mixed together like a thick layer of white gauze spreading out in all directions.

Countless black lines of mana in the air shattered.

Under the pupils of the giant eye in the clouds, the amount of mana that was still connected to it had plummeted.

"It's now! Little tapir! ”

The excellent coordination of the Shikigami gave Kamiya an excellent opportunity to attack.

"Puff ——!"

A dreamy rainbow light jumped out from Kamiya's side, landed on the ground and condensed into the appearance of a white beast.

The Dream Eater Tapir raised its nose high, and clouds of shimmering red light diffused from its forehead and limbs, squeezing through the black lines of mana that were already riddled with holes, enveloping the Ghost Emperor not far away.

With the control of the little tapir, at this moment, no matter what state the ghost emperor is, it is difficult to have the strength to fight back.

Boom!

A word in his hand vibrated and buzzed, flashing with an eerie light.

The indigo-colored sword pulled Kamiya's body and disappeared in place, and in the next moment, it reappeared in front of the Ghost Emperor five meters away.

Battle ash skills, no desire to cross the body.

Kong Wu's powerful ghost hand swept, and Sen Ran's ghost cutting blade slashed out diagonally from left to right.

It was aimed at the crack neck of the Ghost Emperor!

With the ghost hand and the ghost cut, this knife is difficult to describe in words in terms of speed and strength.

There are no fancy skills, but it is the pinnacle of the Tai Dao Technique that has entered the transcendent realm, and the surrounding environment has changed with a single slash.

Sen Ran's crimson purple blade was pressed out like a bleak crescent.

Everywhere the blade went, even the air froze.

The thin black lines of mana around it, as well as the auspicious clouds of light summoned by the Dream Eater Tapir, gathered on the blade and disappeared without a trace at the astonishing speed of electric light.

The ultimate mystery of the transcendent stage of the self-manifesting stream, Yun Yao.

The blade slashed into the black bones of the Ghost Emperor's neck, as if slashing into dull wood, but it didn't make the slightest sound.

On the contrary, it was the ghost cut itself, which swept out the vast yin qi.

The gloomy cold wind whined and rolled, and for a while it was like a ghost howling and crying, and the Yin soldiers crossed the border, causing the living beings to wither, and a hundred miles of wasteland.

Kamiyagawa's black hair and clothes were blown, and the mask of jealousy on his face was even more grotesque in such an environment.

The writhing black lines and the remnants of the Shikigami were engulfed in the thick blades of the Oni Kiri, and the head of the Oni Emperor was cut off.

The head tumbled to the ground, and the headless skeleton finally fell to the ground without strength.

The corpse of Pingjiangmen was still not rotten, but it was no longer a huge skeleton, but it had changed back to a state like a dried corpse, and it itself was broken into several parts, falling to the ground.

Maybe it was the Ghost Emperor who was beheaded, and the black lines around him all shrank at this time, like leeches sprinkled with salt that didn't hold on to the ground and writhed weakly, and slowly became shriveled.

Eventually, the black vortex on the ground slowly dissipated.

Another black cloud vortex in the air also slowly subsided, and the giant eye in the cloud just glanced at Kamiya River on the ground again with resentment, and then seemed to be unwilling, and the outline was gradually obscured by the night, and he soon lost his breath.

……

Thirty-six halls.

The remnants of the soul slayers, such as Yucheng and Onizuka, were blocked by the black vortex from before, and they couldn't come forward to help.

I can't see what happened to the Kamiya River, which rushed into the whirlpool.

After waiting anxiously for a long time, they finally saw the vortex slowly dissipate.

And standing in the center is Kamiyagawa, who is standing tall, and the Shikigami under him.

They gasped heavily, but they didn't seem to be in trouble.

"It's over?"

"The Ghost God Disciple has won!"

The soul casters cheered up.

Sure enough, no matter what kind of enemy it is, as long as the ghost and god disciples are present, there must be no problem!

"I have a feeling that what the Ghost Emperor did just now seems to be a bit like my fellow villagers who came to help from the East Ferry before...... Fortunately, it was stopped in time. ”

Kamiyagawa dragged the sword forward and walked in front of the head of King Xingse.

The mask of the head of the resentment was once again brilliant, and the three brilliant colors on it were mixed together, which was breathtaking.

King Xingshi's blue pupils flashed slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Kamiya.

"Like, very like......"

He said this with difficulty, his voice staccato and breathless.

This guy is not dead yet, he really has tenacious vitality.

Kamiya held Oni Kiri up: "What do you mean?" ”

"You...... Like Abe Harumi at that time, there is also Ashiya Michimitsu. ”

"Really?" Kamiyagawa shook his head, "I might be going to disappoint you." I'm like no one, I'm who I am. ”

The ghost cut down and slashed at the head of King Xingshi.

There was a dull sound of a blade entering the flesh.

The three-colored resentful face was shocked by the impact.

"Prajna."

Kamiya exclaimed softly.

A purple-and-white figure swept out of his side.

Prajna caught the strange mask.

The moment she touched Fang Xiang's face, the mask dissipated into a flowing glow of red, blue, and brown, and rushed towards the prototype of the third, unformed mask suspended around her waist.

Sure enough, Prajna has a relationship with this face.

The Wraith Fang should be considered the spoils of this battle.

However, if Prajna "accidentally" touches it during the battle and absorbs it uncontrollably, it is already a boat, and even Kamiya can't stop it.

Jingle Bell – Jingle Bell -

Zashiki seized the opportunity and rang the bell.

Wrapped her little mother in an auspicious breath.

"Hmm."

Prajna snorted softly, and the third mask, which was slowly taking shape, was restless. Although she is already a ragami, it seems that it is still a little difficult to accept this mask with strange abilities.

However, the good luck buff that Shikipo gave her should provide some help to her absorption process.

Prajna didn't stay in reality for long, and disappeared when he returned to Kamiya's side.

"It seems a little reluctant."

Kamiya condensed the state of the prajna for a moment, and planned to return to her Shikigami statue to see her later.

Then he glanced at the head of King Xingshi, which had been cut through by a ghost on the ground.

The head had turned into a mess of rotten flesh, and even if the mask fell off, it would not be possible to see its original face.

It's just that the corners of the broken mouth squirm twice at the end.

"Shomon, ......"

King Xingshi's head seemed to muttered something like this one last time, and then there was no more movement.

It seems that things are finally over here.

……

It was about a thousand years ago.

On a hillside near Kyoto, two men walk on foot.

The wood-brown roots are knotted, the blue-gray rocks are exposed, and the two climb deep into the forest on the slopes of the mountains without roads.

The man who walked behind was about seven feet tall, with a strong figure and a majestic demeanor, with a sword hanging from his waist.

The one who led the way in front was not as tall as the other person, but his body was still quite strong, but his clothes were relatively ordinary, and there were no decorations on his body, but he had a graceful demeanor.

The mountains and forests are full of tall cedar trees, and the largest one I saw along the way was so large that several adults couldn't hug it.

Although it was daytime, the light in the mountain forest was dim, and the branches of the trees obscured the light.

The cascading leaves above sparkle in the sunlight, like countless jadeite mosaics. Because the light is blocked, there are hardly patches of low vegetation under the shade of the trees, and only a few weeds and some bear bamboos are scattered in a little place where the sun shines through.

There was a damp smell in the air of the mountains.

It was summer, and it was supposed to be very hot, but the refreshing air in the mountains and forests, without a trace of dust and turbidity, filled with the cold of the deep mountains.

But even if the environment is comfortable, the amount of exercise to climb the dangerous road still brings a lot of heat to the two people in the mountains and forests, and both of them have a thin layer of sweat on their backs.

"Junyou, you said you were going to take me to see something interesting, haven't you arrived yet?"

The majestic man with the sword at his waist spoke, his voice low and loud.

And the pure friend in his mouth is naturally the king of Xingshi.

"It's coming, Gate."

King Xingshi brushed aside the weeds and continued to walk, followed by Ping Jiangmen.

"This is it."

I saw that the mountains and forests in front of me suddenly opened up, and the sky was exposed. In the summer sun, white clouds float in the sky, and abrupt boulders rise against the sky.

King Xingshi climbed a huge rock, and Ping Jiangmen followed, and the two stood side by side.

"Sho the door, look over there."

King Heungse stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and below him was a vast field caressed like a sea of green. The black-brown mountains stretch through the clear sky and green fields, and at the foot of the mountain lies Kyoto.

"It's spectacular." Ping Jiangmen sighed.

"That's Kyoto."

Because it stands tall and far away, when you look at Kyoto from here, even the five-storied pagoda of Kyoo Gokokuji Temple looks so small.

"How's that, shomon. Tempted by that? ”

"What?"

"Kyoto, of course."

"Kyoto?"

"Or rather, the world. I'm so impressed. ”

King Xingshi said this, the so-called world, as if you can get it at your fingertips as long as you look at it.

"Since you're so tempted, take it." Ping Jiangmen laughed loudly.

"What about the gate?"

"I don't want Kyoto."

"Don't?"

"The people of Kyoto are too pretentious, and the powerful flatter each other and deceive each other. My father just couldn't stand this, so he went to the eastern country. In my early years, I stayed in Kyoto, but I couldn't stand it, so I was still at ease on my own. ”

"Hahaha! You're still so funny, Shomon. King Xingshi's eyes became sharp, and he looked at the outline of Kyoto in the distance, as if he was recalling some bad past, "Flattery and deceit, that's right." ”

"Don't talk about me, Junyou. Aren't you different? Jingguan was a good man, and suddenly ran to the sea to be a pirate. You feel it, right? That kind of uncomfortable. ”

"yes, we're the same kind of people. But since Kyoto is uncomfortable, why don't you just make it comfortable after you take it? ”

"Makes sense, too." The door nodded, then shook his head again, his hair shaking, "But it still doesn't work." ”

"Why?"

"Because of the trouble. It is even more troublesome to take down Kyoto trouble and make it more comfortable. The main thing is that as long as the city is full of birds and magnates, it will definitely make people uncomfortable. ”

"That's right."

Both laughed.

"Jiangmen, since you are afraid of trouble, then I can help you. What's more, this Kyoto is now hindering your development in the eastern country. Why don't you share it with me? ”

"Only Kyoto?"

"Take the world. You unveil the pole in the east, and I will put up the flag in the west! King Xingshi's eyes flashed, "In this way, it is like a sandwich for Kyoto." ”

"And then, the world can get it?"

"Yes."

"Uh-huh......" Ping Jiangmen muttered, a pair of round eyes blindfolded with a layer of impenetrable emotion.

"Jiangmen, after we take the world, you will be the emperor."

"Why don't you do it, Junyou. I know you're never too ambitious. ”

"I don't have that talent. Jiangmen, you should be the emperor, your family submits to you, your soldiers obey you, and I obey you, and no one does not respect you. You will be a good emperor. ”

"I'll think again." Heishomen stretched out on the boulder.

The cool breeze was pleasant, blowing the thin sweat on the two of them to dry, dry and comfortable.

"Listen, Jiangmen, people have a great responsibility." King Xingshi spoke again.

"What do you mean?" Ping Jiangmen asked as if knowingly.

"It is the destiny of heaven, a great responsibility from heaven, and it is born."

"You have something to say."

"I mean, whether you want to or not, you are born with a great responsibility to bring together the people around you and push you to achieve it, and the times make heroes."

"Do you really think so?" He glanced his friend up and down the door, then nodded dryly, "If that's the case, then it's up to it." If that's the case, I don't need to be in a hurry. ”

"I remember what you said, Shomon."

"But I'll forget."

"Forget?" King Xingshi was surprised.

"Even if you forget it, since it's fate, I don't think the result will change, right?"

"Hmm."

"In that case, what's not to forget?"

"That's right."

The wind blew from the direction of Kyoto, swept through the foothills of the desert, blowing their hair and clothes fluttering, and lifting their dryness and comfort into the air.

"It's so refreshing."

The two laughed again.

"Chunyou, if I become the emperor, what will you do?" Ping Jiangmen's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Me?" King Xingshi raised his right hand, his demeanor was calm, and he pointed to the outline of Kyoto in the distance, "I will be your Guan Bai, we are there, and we will create a comfortable world again." ”