In the brightly lit hall, it was quiet. A long-bright lamp was burning on the candlestick. The crystal jade gave off bright light, accompanied by curls of green smoke rising and spiraling up.
Qianchen looked at the lingering smoke and was slightly lost in thought. Recalling the past, when he was a child, he encountered his father and mother secretly discussing and arguing several times behind their backs. When he appeared, his parents remained silent. Qianchen also asked,
But to no avail, as time went by, he himself forgot about it. He didn't remember it at first, but now that he thinks about it carefully, it seems that his parents knew a lot about it at that time, but they were just avoiding it and didn't tell him directly in person.
He was silent. Maybe this seal really had something to do with his parents, because Qianchen thought carefully about it, and he didn't have the slightest impression of this since he could remember. In other words, it was most likely that Qianchen was in a young age.
What happened when I was a baby.
"cough!"
The master of the pavilion coughed lightly and cleared his throat, as if he had something to say.
Qianchen's black pupils focused and his thoughts turned around.
Silently, a figure shrouded in black robes suddenly appeared in front of Qian Chen, with his back turned to him. It could be seen that he was an adult man, and he was very powerful.
Qianchen didn't hear any sound, but there was a wave of spiritual power, which seemed to be a sound transmission.
The master of the pavilion said softly: "Yes." He stood up immediately, glanced at Qianchen again, paused for a moment, waved his sleeves, and the hall was empty, and all three people disappeared without a trace.
The scene turned, and on the high point of the city wall, there were already many people waiting eagerly, staring at the outside of the barrier in the distance.
In the distance, demonic power surges. The blue-clothed figure is located on the waves, and its whole body is filled with black demonic energy. From a distance, it is difficult to see clearly.
That person is naturally the Lord of Arakawa.
The strange thing is that he is the only one tonight.
On the city guard, everyone was waiting quietly. At a certain time, the spiritual energy in this space gathered and dispersed, and two figures suddenly appeared. It was the pavilion master and Qianchen.
"Lord Pavilion Master!"
"Pavilion Master..."
"..."
Everyone saluted one after another, and the master of the pavilion turned his back to everyone and waved away.
At this time, everyone raised their heads and noticed that there was a young man beside the pavilion master. They looked at each other, and many people were stunned.
But no one said anything. Even if they were confused, it was not the time to discuss it at the moment, so they just pretended that they had not seen it. However, several people here remembered this matter.
After staring for a moment, the master of the pavilion opened his mouth and said flatly: "Is it possible that we are distinguished guests from Arakawa who are here tonight to compete again?"
Although the voice was soft, it reached the Lord of Arakawa without missing a beat.
"Hey! Your wealth and life are not worth mentioning in my eyes. However, this Kyoto is still somewhat valuable."
The Lord of Arakawa has a fierce personality and fills up his hatred value as soon as he opens his mouth. Everyone in Kyoto is furious.
This is too disrespectful to them. With such contempt, do you really think that I am the one in Kyoto?
What a deception!
The action of the pavilion master represented everything, and was worth a thousand words. A hole opened in the barrier, and his figure disappeared in a flash, appearing outside the Qinglong barrier.
boom!
Invisible spiritual power exploded, and the barrier also bloomed simultaneously, extremely dazzling under the dark night sky.
The master of the pavilion invites battle with action.
Not to be outdone, the Lord of Arakawa opened his arms to summon waves. For a moment, huge waves surged into the sky, and the scene was terrifying, as if the world had been destroyed.
The war situation on the Qinglong barrier is about to break out, and the same is true for the other three barriers. The situation is critical.
There are some hot-tempered and outspoken people here in Kyoto who have already spoken out in anger. Those damn evil monsters should really be killed.
For three consecutive days, they attacked Kyoto. The first two times they broke through the barrier and then retreated.
What is going on?
Breaking the barrier without invading? Are you here to demonstrate and humiliate?
The angry people wanted to kill themselves at this moment and kill all the demons.
The scene changes and returns to the Qinglong Gate. The life and death battle between the Pavilion Master and the Lord of Arakawa begins.
This time both of them were angry, and the battlefield shifted from high altitude to the ground, and then to the distance.
Qianchen stood at the city guard and saw waves surging in the night sky, and a giant dragon exuding a purple aura that covered the sky and covered the sun. He was shocked in his heart.
This is the true strong man who does not rely on external things, firmly believes that he is the only one and is invincible in the world.
The Lord of Arakawa was deliberately bringing the battlefield to the ground. The Pavilion Master wanted to stop it, but the waves were overwhelming and rolling in. He had to temporarily avoid the edge and take a step back. At this time, the Lord of Arakawa fell to the ground, and the waves were surging, constantly impacting the knot.
boundary.
The light curtain of the Qinglong Barrier flashed crazily, and within its core magic circle, many Onmyojis output their spiritual power to repair the barrier, and the two sides were in a stalemate for a while.
The Pavilion Master's eyes were cold and he snorted coldly. The Purple Dragon Royal Spirit walked against the sky, swung its tail and struck, blocking the next magic spell from the Master of Arakawa to attack the Blue Dragon Barrier.
The two fought together again, and a battle broke out. The waves exploded from time to time, and the purple dragon also groaned. Every collision of spiritual power and demonic power would bring shock waves. Fortunately, the existence of the blue dragon barrier hindered the aftermath of the battle.
Everyone on the city guard was heartbroken every time they saw the purple dragon whining after being hit by the waves. This was related to the life and death of Kyoto, and also determined the fate of everyone.
Night Mountain.
In the core area, on the platform at the top of the short mountain, black cracks are expanding. The power of that world is still flowing into the world all the time. The plants here have mutated. They are no longer full of aura and are polluted by some kind of energy. The flowers, plants and trees everywhere are full of energy.
It was tainted with a strange and sinister atmosphere.
The ordinary little monsters have all evacuated, but some of the unfortunately infected monsters have mutated, their consciousness has become blurred, they are full of violent emotions, and they attack everywhere.
As a last resort, the man in purple hunting clothes ordered all the little demons to be evacuated, leaving only him here.
The man in purple stood a little further away, staring at the black crack, muttering to himself: "It should be almost done."
The power of that world was too strong, even he couldn't bear too much.
The opportunity for our demon tribe to rise...has come.
This is also my righteousness.
Why can humans possess so many resources, and they, the great demons, have such powerful power, can’t they become the masters of the world?
He wants to change the day and turn the world of yin and yang upside down...
…
Dajiangshan.
A certain mountain top.
"Good friend, we have been waiting for three days, when will we do it?"
Ibaraki-dōji stood next to Oni King Shuten-dōji and asked.
Ghost King Shuten Doji: "Wait a little longer, it's almost over..."
After saying that, I looked towards the direction of Black Night Mountain. The aura of that place was getting stronger and stronger. It was really fascinating. What a powerful force...
One day, our ghost clan will rise in this world. The first step is to start from Ping An Jing. Human race, are you ready to bear the demon fire of our clan...