Chapter 110: The Snake Swallows the Snake

The temperature is rising, not the temperature of the flame, but a kind of heat that is different from the evil energy of ghosts, according to the Central Plains, this is called yang energy.

The large-scale diffusion and collision of yang qi not only dispersed the ghost mist within a radius of several miles, but also the air seemed to be burning.

Invisibly, it was as if two battering rams were colliding with each other.

The three major demon suppression families, the Eight Snakes, the Imperial Gate Temple, and the Himiko, each generation is secluded behind the scenes of the Japanese slave country, but it is also the front line of ghosts, gods and monsters, maintaining humanity and guarding the country's fortunes.

Among them, the aggressiveness of the Eight Snakes family is the strongest, which is determined by their nature and bloodline, among them, the third generation of the Eight Snakes is the most extreme and ferocious, not only ghosts and gods, but also mortals.

According to his theory, the power of ghosts, gods and monsters has long since declined, and if it weren't for the temptation of mortals to sacrifice and worship privately, the ghost luck would have died out a long time ago.

Therefore, mortals are the original sin, and purifying the original sin is the mission of the demon suppression family.

The eight snakes of this generation are called fire Shura.

In a place that could not be seen by the naked eye, two streams of yang qi flames kept colliding and suppressing, and under the influence of the aftermath, the nearby ghosts and gods began to flee in a miserable scream, and those who did not escape in time even melted.

As soon as the light of the fire turned, the two rain monsters Xiaoyufang screamed, grabbing their hands wildly, and before the rain fell, it had already burned into a billowing white mist, but instead burned their skin and rotted.

The clash of the two yang qi caused the surrounding demonic qi to be burned, the demonic qi to be burned, and the water vapor to be burned, and the invisible flames even burned everything in the path into dry corpses.

There is a river in Heiankyo, which runs through the east and west castles and flows through the center of Kyoto, which is the most famous Kamogawa River, and it is also the river that the people of Kyoto jokingly call the river where the royal family pees upstream and the commoners drink water downstream.

The two figures fell into the river at the same time, and suddenly it was like boiling oil poured into the water, although the surface of the water was not reduced, but the sneaky substances in the water were all steaming out, and as far as the eye could see, the black and purple mist appeared from nothing, and it became bigger and bigger.

Through the distorted smoke, Kou Li stared at the figure not far away, urging the spirit to the limit, and in the yang energy, mixed with the fire of heaven and earth, the atmosphere that swept across a country, constantly impacting and crushing the opponent.

Although the opponent's yang skills are far above his own, he is still being rushed backwards, just like playing Go, the general trend is suppressed, and only the corners of the four sides are stubbornly resisting.

"Good, so fierce momentum, this spirit is exactly what I need, with your spirit, and then take your body, I will definitely be able to purify the whole country again!"

The face of the fire Shura, which was similar to that of the little general of the Japanese slaves, was full of salivation, and he looked at Kou Li with eyes as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

The other party's earth-shaking and turbulent spiritual momentum is really too much for his own appetite.

"Purify the country, you're just a ghost now," Kou Liwan said, the other party turned into a ghost warrior, unless he killed himself first, what else would he talk about purifying the world.

"What do you know, we are only temporarily detained in this ghost fetus, as long as we regain the body, the soul will immediately return to yang, otherwise where does the yang energy in your body come from," the other party sneered.

Kou Li frowned slightly, according to the other party's statement, yang energy does not come from the body, but from the soul, this is not right, his own divine martial dao is obviously based on the body's acupoints.

So what is the connection between the acupuncture channel and the soul?

At the moment when Kou Li was distracted, the fire Shura moved, like a volcanic eruption, and the yang energy rolled backwards like a stormy wave, and even faintly, as if a magma giant fist the size of a house was bombarding it.

With a ghost body, the yang energy condensation is used to this part, compared to this, the Divine Martial Dao is really very simple, after all, it is the accumulation of dozens of generations of the other party, and in this regard, it is already perfect.

However, Kou Li's spiritual realm of the Void is like a mirror, imprinting everything on the other side, how could he be hurt by the other party's sneak attack.

The new Divine Martial Dao martial arts burst out, and the pure and thick yang energy first drilled out of the seven orifices like flames, and then drilled into the Yintang acupoint at the same time, and in an instant, the golden-winged Dapeng turned over and shook and turned into the immovable Ming King sitting on the Buddha lotus.

When the two collided, the tangible world did not change, but the invisible world collapsed for a while, and there were many ghosts crying and howling wolves around.

"The spirit of the Buddha, do you have anything to do with the old monk of the Shingon Sect?" Huo Shura's eyes lit up, "They seem to be very good at exorcism. ”

Kou Li shook his head, "Don't count on them, I don't know how to do them." ”

Seeing that the other party was like a vicious dog that saw fat and couldn't eat it, Kou Li suddenly smiled, "I'm a living person, you don't have blood, you can only use yang energy, this can't hurt me at all, so you can only tempt me to save you, and then you can take the opportunity to take away me, am I right?"

Fire Shura gritted his teeth, or rather, he was not a person who was good at hiding his emotions.

"Since you think so, then let's try it, God won't give it to you, I'll give you a chance," Kou Li's eyes skyrocketed, and he said amazingly.

"You're going to let me take it?"

"The so-called seizure is nothing more than a clash of wills, if you win, my body will be given to you, and if you lose, your fire manipulation will be obtained by me," Kou Li paused, "If I lose, it proves that I can only reach this level, then living, in itself, is a kind of torture." ”

Huo Shura looked at each other incredulously, and suddenly covered his face and laughed wildly, "Interesting, so interesting, hahahaha, what a rampant person, if you can't take your body, it should be extremely interesting to become you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the other party's mouth slowly opened, and a viscous figure slowly crawled out, twisted and terrifying, floating in the air, elongated more than ten zhang, and the viscous liquid dripped on the surface of the water, actually burning a snake-shaped flame.

Although Kou Li can easily kill the other party now, if he does so, his own strength will be the only way.

Tribulations and trials are avoided by ordinary people, but for people like him, they are unattainable, because this is also an upward ladder!

The creepy sensation gradually covered the whole body, and then, like ice cubes, melted, decomposed, permeated, and finally an extreme thought was born from the bottom of the heart.

"Come on, try it, and see if you eat me, or if I eat you!"

Kou Li's eyes were instantly covered with a layer of gloom, and all his momentum, will, and spirit instantly dissipated, making him look like a walking corpse.

............

The three figures slowly walked out of the black mist, and Himihu Baiyue showed a thoughtful look: "It seems that Huo Shura has long found that what restricts him is the parasitic ghost body, the soul parasitic technique, and the forbidden trick of the ghost path." ”

Sasaki Kojiro's surprised mouth was not closed, and he muttered to himself, "How can there be such a person, just to prove himself, he has to gamble with his life, this person is a madman, a madman!"

Miyamoto's sword god has a complicated gaze, the veteran keeps rubbing the jaw, and the murderous aura is faintly steaming, he knows the other party, the real murderer of the failure of the envoy group to follow Damour, and the strongman of the Central Plains.

Himihu Baiyue glanced at the other party, "If you want to get out of here alive, you can only rely on his strength, whether it is this Central Plains person or Huo Shura." ”

As time passed, Kou Li's face gradually revealed two looks, one was extreme and tyrannical, and the other was calm and indifferent.

"Will these two become one?" Kojiro wondered.

"In the ghost path, the soul is an extremely noble existence, and a physical body can only hold one soul at most," Bai Yue said coldly.

Miyamoto's sword god raised his old eyes, fierce as a goshawk, and at the same time when the blade was pulled out, the ghost boy's thoughts cut straight out, and the ghost boy was good at sucking people's souls.

"You!" "Old ghost, you—" both of them lost their voices at the same time.

However, Miyamoto's ghost slash did not slash at Kou Li, but in another direction, in that direction, a pure black figure was rushing towards Kou Li at an extremely fast speed, and the murderous aura exuded from his body exceeded that of anyone present.

This person is a full-time murder swordsman in the First Shogunate era, pulling a sword.

His target is the soulless Kou Li!

And Miyamoto's slash in the air, as if he had turned into a ghost boy with black holes in his eyes, just in front of the opponent's attack route, his mouth covering his entire face, and an indescribable sense of gloom came to his face.

But the other party passed by as if he was blind, and the big fast knife bloody executioner slashed out.

How can a person who is even dead in his heart care about the fear of his heart?