Not keeping anything that might threaten you by your side is a choice that everyone makes.

To put it into an old saying, the side of the couch does not allow others to sleep soundly.

Without thinking about it, Li Qing shook his right hand and wanted to throw out the magatama in his hand just in case.

Just as Gou Yu took off his hand, a light flashed, and this light seemed to have its own consciousness, and it shone towards Li Qing as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Li Qing's leg muscles burst out on tiptoe, and several dodges appeared, and Li Qing's figure was in the entire lounge.

It seemed to be dazzled by Li Qing's numerous afterimages, and after the light did not hit Li Qing for the first time, it stayed in the air for a few breaths, and returned to the hook-shaped jade.

Seeing that the light disappeared, looking at Magatama who was still floating in the air, Li Qing stopped moving, his body was like a tiger descending from the mountain, his whole body muscles were tense and knotted together like a dragon, and the cyan blood veins crawled all over his body hideously.

He had a hunch that this matter would not end so simply, on the contrary, it was only beginning now.

Converged the light, the eight-foot magatama did not calm down, and the suction that absorbed Kita-Shirakawa Miyanaga reappeared, but the object became this ghost.

Seeing this, Li Qing, who had been preparing for battle, immediately shook his spine, like a swimming dragon entering the water, and avoided the place where the eight-foot magatama was when he meandered, rushed out of the lounge, and rushed towards the gate of the ghost.

The ghost is a small space between the netherworld and the present world, yin and vitality are mixed with each other, and the main component of vitality, oxygen, is a little small but does exist.

At the time of the existence of the ghost, Li Qing, a big living person, relied on the majestic qi and blood in his body to burn out the yin qi that permeated his body, and forcibly extracted the surrounding oxygen to supply himself, and it was not difficult to cross the ghost in a short time.

But once the ghost snake fell and disappeared, he was clumsy, Li Qing was just brave, and he could compete with ghosts and gods with his vast qi and blood and strong will, but in some aspects, he did have an essential gap with the likes of ghosts and gods.

After the fall of the ghosts, as long as they have not been buried with the ghosts, whether they fall into the netherworld or wander between the cracks, it will not be very difficult to find the spatial rift that appeared in the world and return to the world.

And he can't, the underworld is the world of the deceased, and the best tonic for the deceased is the qi and blood of the living.

The blood is majestic and vast like him, if he falls into the netherworld, it is like a piece of Tang monk meat entering the monster's nest, which is so conspicuous and outstanding.

There is no need to face the entire world of the deceased, and the endless yin and evil qi in the netherworld, like the oxygen in the human world, can kill him Li Qing.

After all, the living need oxygen to breathe, and the yin and evil qi is the patent for the deceased to survive.

Regarding Li Qing's departure, the eight-foot magatama did not care, but tried his best to absorb this ghost snake that had existed for decades, and a sound of sacrifice came from nowhere, singing in the ghost that was about to disappear.

After a few moves, Li Qing stepped out of the door of the ghost snake and returned to the world, Li Qing, who stepped into the world, did not run away as the audience in front of the TV thought, but turned around, stared at the dissipating ghost snake, and prepared for war with all his might.

"What's going on? What was that just now, why do you seem like you're facing a great enemy?"

He Qiong's familiar voice came from his ears, but Li Qing ignored it, at this time he was gathering momentum, wanting to burst out a shocking blow when the person behind Gou Yu returned to the world, and he would ignore any actions that might distract him.

He Qiong is not stupid, although Li Qing did not reply, but after seeing Li Qing's solemn expression, she took the initiative to close her mouth.

Looking at the middle-aged man who had absorbed most of the illusory ghost hook jade and was called Brother Parker by He Qiong, he finally came back to his senses with a thoughtful expression.

When he woke up, his complexion changed several times in a short period of time, disbelief, frightened, sudden, and resigned to his fate.

"Fanny, don't disturb Li Sheng, whether the Great Demon is born and all living beings suffer today, or whether the brave man kills the god and protects the living beings, it all depends on Li Sheng. ”

"Brother Parker, do you know the origin of that piece of magata?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing should be one of the three sacred artifacts in Japanese legends, the eight-foot magatama, a token belonging to the gods, but who knows what the hell is hidden in it now. ”

Just as the two spoke, the entire ghost was completely absorbed, and only the eerie Central Police Station was still in front of the world.

"Head, the full guard has been completed, the Hong Kong Island garrison has been contacted, if we can't stop it, if necessary, they will surround this street, even if they use human lives, they will pile up the person who controls the back of the eight-foot magata. ”

Beyond the Boulevard de Hollywood, a team of well-dressed men, armed with a variety of light and heavy weapons, ready to go.

Suddenly, an object with the aura of life and death appeared above the main entrance of the Central Police Station with a figure shrouded in shadows, which was the eight-foot magatama that had just absorbed the entire ghost.

The figure similar to Kita-Shirakawa Miyanaga has been struggling desperately in the shadow of the aura of life and death.

"Despicable ant, when the supreme me me has fulfilled the covenant to be reborn, you want to break your oath and deserve death.

But for the sake of you to let me see the light of day again, I will open the net, and you only need to offer all the spirit and spirit as a sacrifice as food for my rebirth. ”

Invisible spiritual fluctuations were transmitted in all directions, so that everyone who paid attention to this place understood the meaning of the eight-foot magata.

Regardless of whether the trapped Kita-Shirakawa Miyayong disagreed, a spirit condensed together, after extracting the essence of Kita-Shirakawa Miyanaga, began to derive a human form.

Just one Kita-Shirakawa Miyanaga's spirit spirit was not enough to manipulate the appetite of the eight-foot magata, and the energy gathered by the dissipated ghost snake was the bulk of the energy he needed to recover.

A tall and tall figure, in the vast and majestic energy, guided by the spirit of Kita-Shirakawa Miyanaga, began the road of rebirth.

White jade is bone, jade muscle is flesh, yin evil is blood, and vitality blooms.

A man who seems to be able to captivate all living beings, in the eyes of millions, reshapes his body.

Magatama fell, imprinted on the center of his eyebrows, adding three points of charm and evil intent to him.

"Ignorant ant, it seems that you have escaped the call from Lonely, in that small space, and you know that your actions have offended the supreme me, the great god of the sea, Susanoo. ”