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Chapter 67

At the same time that bloodshed broke out in Dajiang Mountain, there was also unrest and turmoil here in Black Night Mountain.

The high altitude of Black Night Mountain has been filled with demonic power since the Blood Moon appeared in Zishi. The core area of ​​Black Night Mountain is called the source of terrifying darkness by the outside world. Here, at this time, the monsters here are standing next to each other, and the monsters are squeezing against each other.

Unusually, everything was silent, so quiet that you could hear the sound of the wind blowing clearly.

This is the real source of darkness in the Black Night Mountain. No one can reach it easily. This is just because the place is too dangerous. In addition to the terrifying big demon, there is also the fact that ordinary Onmyoji cannot survive here for a long time.

The spiritual energy has been assimilated by the demonic energy, and the spiritual energy in this place is also dirty. Ordinary onmyojis have no time to escape, so they will not come to this dangerous place.

The heart of the Night Mountain.

The grassland was full of demons, and there were all the little demons crawling on their backs. In the center was a hill about ten feet high, shrouded in the pervasive demonic aura, and it was impossible to see what was hidden in it.

A figure gradually walked out from the shadows. This person was wearing a purple hunting coat, with long blue-black hair. He was handsome and had purple demonic lines on his face. What was even more demonic was that this man's pupils and irises were actually light gray.

Obviously not human.

The man walked among the trembling and crawling monsters, and slowly stepped onto the top of the hill step by step. There was nothing on the top of the mountain. It turned out that it was just the height of the mountain that was covered up by the demonic aura. In fact, this was just an ordinary hill.

No matter how high the mountain is, it will be famous if there are monsters. Just like the Dark Night Mountain, it will be famous because of the existence of big monsters.

The blood moon in the night sky is about to be full, and the purple-clothed figure raises its head. The evil spirit on the mountain reaches its peak at this moment, and condenses into a mass, like a will-o'-the-wisp, floating everywhere.

"From now on, justice will be accomplished in my hands."

The purple-clothed figure slowly lowered his head to look at the monsters, raised his palm, and clenched it instantly while whispering.

Not long after, a black light appeared in the air on the top of the mountain. At first it was not very obvious in the night, but when this power appeared, the man in purple turned around instantly and stared intently.

Gradually, something seemed to be tearing open the air somewhere, expanding from point to line, forming a crack, as if it had been cut by a knife, and then endless black mist poured out from it.

The upheaval in Black Night Mountain begins.

At the top of a distant place in Dajiang Mountain, the Ghost King Jiuting Tongzi, at the same time, looked at the Black Night Mountain. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly sighed in his heart.

It's finally about to begin, that man, now it's your turn to perform.

In the Kyoto Cabinet Hall, the cabinet master stood in front of the window and moved slightly, and a deep and deep voice sounded: "That place is open."

Alas~

The Pavilion Master sighed deeply, this kind of thing was still unavoidable, and the door to hell was finally opened.

In Kyoto, with the sudden changes in the Black Night Mountain, more onmyojis gradually noticed the abnormality. Many older onmyojis among them sighed, obviously understanding what happened.

Back in the Black Night Mountain, the man began to cast spells, attracting the mystery in the cracks. Demonic fires flew all over the sky, and energy fluctuations increased dramatically.

In the distance of the hill, a figure with a special appearance appeared from the darkness. Without him, this person was so conspicuous that it was difficult not to attract anyone's attention.

Dressed in white clothes and with short snow-white hair, he is just like a beacon in the dark night. What is even more peculiar is that he is born with a pair of oversized and conspicuous dark black wings behind him. The black wings seem to be transparent when shaking.

A kind of black light, full of agility, and a fan in his hand, with the word "sacrifice" written on it.


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