The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1485

That is a completely different concept from the weapons made by humans in this era. It is very difficult to compare the history and mysterious profundity of the artifacts created in that era full of mystery and all kinds of gods.

"...The sword of Budu's imperial soul!"

Nuliang Huapiao pulled out the Miyagi Maru, and explained to Nuliang Kouban with a smile.

"This artifact originally fell into the hands of Monobe Fudo, a subordinate of Prince Shotoku. This is the last record about it in human history. With the death of Prince Shotoku, the sword of Futo's soul will be restored. It doesn’t appear in history either. Even I was surprised when I borrowed it from the Tuyumen family. It is said that this artifact is the ancestor of Tuyumen, and the great onmyoji placed it in the Tuyumen family. As for that Where did you find this great onmyoji, maybe he dug Prince Shotoku's grave."

Nuliang Huabao said jokingly, which eased the tense atmosphere a lot.

"...Then be careful, old man, I'm leaving now."

"Go, go, go!"

Nuliang Huapiao waved to Nuliang Liban, signaling him to leave quickly.

"Ha, then my hundred ghosts, stand behind me and march together until dawn!"

"Oh oh oh oh!!"

The Hundred Ghosts who belonged to Nuliang Liban cheered, and under the cover of the thick mist of evil spirit, followed him and wandered away quickly.

Yoshihei Yumonin didn't stop them, and let the monster go away. This overly calm performance made Nuliang Yupiao a little uneasy, as if he still had something behind him.

The second generation of Yumonin's family with a calm face didn't pay attention to Nura Huapiao until Nura Kobi's figure completely disappeared from his sight. He didn't say much, but slowly He raised his hand and said calmly: "...then let's start here too!"

A pentagram appeared in his gloved palm, and several charms popped out from his body and floated in the air to form a bigger pentagram.

"Weather Manipulation!"

"Boom—"

Following Yoshihira Mimonin's low voice, the clear night sky was covered with dark clouds, and the deep dark clouds were filled with lightning and thunder, and the spring thunder exploded, irritating people's eardrums with pain, and a strong wind hung up in Tokyo, which was burning raging fire. The wind helped the fire, Some intact buildings were also engulfed in flames. Lightning fell from the sky at lightning speed, hitting the place where Nuliang Huapiao was standing like five thunderbolts, blasting the ground under his feet into a terrifying giant crater.

But after the blow, Yoshihei Yumonin was not happy. In the deep pit, there was no body of Nuliang Yubai at all, only his afterimage was left, and the afterimage dissipated like a mirror flower in water and the moon. In an instant, the slippery ghost activated My own "fear" appeared silently behind Yumonin Yoshihei, and the light of the Mimi Kirimaru sword was about to cut off his head.

"Boom—"

There was a loud sound of metal clashing, but Yoshihei Mimonin raised his hand and blocked Miyakimaru with his glove.

"Ha, compared with your father, your yin and yang skills are far behind!"

Nuliang Yupiao seems to have regained his youthful posture. While using words to attack Yoshihei Mimonin, his figure turned into an invisible shadow and slashed at him countless times. The shadow of swords and swords shone in the night sky , At the same time, the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk belonging to the slippery ghost finally launched, and the terrifying evil spirit enveloped the entire battlefield in an instant!

"...I really can't do my father's astronomical manipulation, but if you think that you can defeat me with just these monsters, you are really naive!"

Compared with the astronomical manipulation, one of the supreme mysteries of the Yin-Yang Dao, which can use the cosmic stars as a chessboard to cast down vast amounts of starlight, Yumonin Jihei's weather manipulation can only manipulate the weather in some areas of the planet, but that's all. Even so, this is a power that modern onmyojis would never even dare to think about. Using one person's power to summon the wind and rain, causing lightning and thunder, that is no less than a god!

As Yumonin Jiping's voice fell, Nuliang Huapiao's pupils shrank, only to see that the fox marks on the man's face became more and more serious, and behind him, eight red fox tails appeared!

Although it is not as pure and beautiful as the white fox in feather clothes, but the red tail is also full of evil spirits!

"... Be careful not to die like this, slippery ghost!"

The battle between the two sides has just begun...

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"...Is the ceremony finally ready? I really have to wait."

In the depths of the lifeless underworld, a figure seemed to come across the long river of time. Liang Yiluo raised his head and looked towards the height of the underworld, where there was a deep vortex that ordinary undead could not see. They rotated counterclockwise , as if attracting an inexplicable soul.

He was wearing the Imperial God Robe, and walked forward slowly with his hands folded in front of him. Before he had gone far, he saw that the color of the underworld composed of deep purple and orchid colors suddenly became warmer, appearing in warm tones like the setting sun.

A river lay in front of him, and countless ghosts roared in the river, but as Liangyiluo approached, the wailing sound became much quieter.

He who owns part of the power of Lord Taishan is the master of death!

Walking on the bank of Huangquan, he soon saw a god of death sleeping on the river bank holding a sickle, and if he looked carefully in the distance of Huangquan, he could see a girl standing on the bow of the boat, singing melodiously "Send the Seven Sons".

Chapter 0059 The girl on the underworld

"When will the cherry blossoms bloom? At the foot of the mountain, when will they bloom? When will the cherry blossoms be fragrant? The seven sons laugh and play often..."

The strange singing voice came from the underworld, the girl's voice was deep and mysterious, reflecting the water of the underfoot, corresponding to the vicissitudes of the dead trees on the shore, giving people a sense of powerlessness despite the impermanence of the world for no reason.

A boat made of the wood of the underworld floats on the Yellow Spring, and the ghosts in the Yellow Spring are howling all over the sky. The singing of the hell girl is even more frightening, but the voice is too beautiful, even if you know that you will eventually go to death. Can't help but want to fall into it.

The boat wandered gently, seeing nothing in the mist of the underworld, and soon came to the shore. The girl in Sanding kimono was holding a yellowed ancient lamp. The wick was dim and the light was dim. Hair style, black hair like death in the deepest hell, a pair of blood-colored pupils makes one wonder if real blood will flow from them.

The girl is petite, and she walked off the boat wearing wooden clogs. When she landed on the land of the underworld on the other side of Huangquan, her whole body seemed to be integrated with this ghostly death.

She was once possessed by Lord Taishan, and left enough inheritance for the girl after the Lord of Death left, which made Yan Moai a veritable "Hell Girl". Yuyuko is comparable, and that deep death also tells others that a girl can never be reincarnated, and can only be a girl in hell until everything perishes.

However, unlike Zeng Jin's countless parallel worlds, although Yan Moai is a hell girl, she is relatively free. She is not shackled by anyone at all, and there are no rules that must be followed. She can travel between Yin and Yang at will.

When Yan Moai walked to the land of the underworld, from the mist on the bank of Huangquan, she saw the only figure that would never matter in the past or in the future.

Her complexion is complicated, and the memories of the distant past reverberate in her mind from time to time. It was the happy time when Yan Moai was still a human being. It was in that remote mountain village, talking and laughing with the man in front of her, feeling like a father, Like her elder brother's love, that was the happiest and unforgettable day in Yan Moai's life. Even though she has gained immortal life and powerful power now, she still misses the joy of being an ordinary person.

However, all of this has passed. Betrayed by her cousin and buried alive by the people in the village. After seeing his helplessness, Yan Moai felt as sad as death, and could only act like this. The hell girl, wandering in the underworld all day long.

However, it was precisely because of this man that my parents were redeemed, and I was able to get revenge and get rid of the tragic fate of being restrained by others, so I have the current status of freedom.

This is a person who is not a good person, not a bad person, just like his name, who possesses "two appearances". Yan Moai can't use her own thoughts to comment on her, she can only use her low and hoarse like now Beautiful, as if there is a curse-like beautiful voice calling him:

"... Mr. Luo."

For hundreds of years, Yan Moai was still surrounded by hatred, but it was not the hatred for the man in front of her, but the hatred for the cousin who buried her with her own hands.

When facing Liangyiluo, Yan Moai lost that indifference, her complexion was complicated and unspeakable, and there was a sense of loss that she didn't know what to do.

"……Love."

Listening to the gentle voice that seemed to be unchanged from ancient times, watching him with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, Yan Moai's heart trembled, and hallucinations even appeared in his eyes, recalling the good times of those six years.

"Still beautiful, love..."

Liangyiluo called her name loudly, making Yan Moai silent.

Walking slowly to her side, he touched Yan Moai's cold and deadly long hair, which was dark and deep, as if trying to absorb people's souls, and her pale cheeks and blood-colored eyes were even more radiant. With another kind of coquettish beauty, it attracts people to fall to death.

"... How have you lived these hundreds of years? Yingji didn't make you too tired, right?"

The palms were warm, but it made Yan Moai feel sad that she would never go back to the happiness she once had. Her An Ning tone was as seldom emotional as before, but she just said with a cold face: "...Master Yingji is very good, she I didn't arrange a specific job for me. The sea of ​​flowers on the other side of Huangquan is very beautiful, and occasionally living in the sea of ​​flowers makes people feel happy."

"Then I'm relieved. If you feel bored in the underworld, then go to play in this world. The world is different now. If there is something you like, you can do it at will. The world is dark and there are many curses. Some people are resented, human beings have strong beliefs, if the resentment is deep, even if they go to hell, they will have to blame themselves."

While talking, Liang Yiluo bent down and tied a Buddha bell on Ai's wrist.