Chapter 558 Wild Skeleton
"Nono Gugu, with three stars on the left and three prisons on the right, the world is turned upside down, and the nine roads are blocked... The Big Dipper, the feet are closed for a thousand miles, the six Jia are stretched, and there is no escape from the disaster."
The staff of the Juqiong Shrine, led by Guizhong, chanted the "Enter the Shikigami and See the Dream" spell.
Their clothes swayed in the wind, and their fingertips brushed across the floating talismans, and every touch would arouse invisible power.
With the chanting, the chaotic Sanjuroku-kendo seemed to sound a dull drum, like a heartbeat. Every drum beat echoed with the bytes of the spell.
The surrounding air began to tremble, and the invisible force began to condense around Guizhong and others.
The ghosts in the temple were still irritable and crazy, with red light flashing in their eyes, distorted faces, and suffocating stench on their bodies.
They roared loudly, as if they wanted to tear everything they saw apart.
After chanting "Enter the Shikigami and See the Dream", Onitsuka pushed forward with one hand, and a huge invisible force burst out from her body, like a giant blade breaking through the air and rushing straight at the ghosts. The ghosts were knocked over by this force, but they did not retreat, but became more crazy.
They waved their arms or claws, centered on their emperor, and launched a more fierce attack and counterattack.
On the other side——
Puff!
The scissors of the slit-mouthed woman cut open the chest of the ghost emperor.
Correspondingly, the sneaky big sword also pierced her side.
After another round of confrontation, it was obvious that the slit-mouthed woman was more seriously injured.
Bang bang bang!
Silver bullets were fired from the revolver one after another.
"Hiss——!"
Jiecheng provided cover, and the slit-mouthed woman roared and retreated a little.
The ghost emperor looked scarred.
The ghosts were also suppressed by Onitsuka and others.
The situation seemed to be that the exorcists had the upper hand.
But in fact, Uncle Jiecheng knew very well that the damage caused by the slit-mouthed woman to the Ghost Emperor was only flesh and blood.
To be pessimistic, it is far from possible to defeat this monster at present.
"Very good, you are very good, suitable to be the opponent of me and Masakado."
The Ghost Emperor stopped chasing.
He still looked down at Jiecheng and his group from top to bottom.
"Be careful! Taira Masakado is moving!"
Uncle Jiecheng was the first to react to the problem and warned his companions around him.
Then, the Ghost Emperor's body made a "crackling" sound of bones colliding, and his body, which was originally more than three meters tall, actually rose again.
Strictly speaking, it was not the flesh and blood that was rising, but the bones.
The black, still wriggling skeleton was pulled up from his body, as if it was crawling out of an ancient tomb.
The flesh and blood that were originally made of iron fell off like heavy clothes. At the same time, it turned into a thick liquid, constantly attached to the bones, and also attached to the large sword full of ghost energy.
The huge skeleton continued to emerge until it rose to about five meters, and its huge body blocked the full moon in the sky.
The bleak moonlight passed through the gaps between the thick black bones, looking even more weird.
"Is that...?"
"A wild skeleton!?"
Ping Jiangmen's flesh and blood wrapped around the squirming bones, and the ghost emperor turned into a huge wild skeleton.
Only the head was still intact, covering the state of the resentful Fangxiang mask, and the upside-down hair stretched out like steel needles.
But such a head on the black skeleton made it even more weird.
The ghost emperor seemed to have taken the initiative to enter the "second stage".
After changing into a wild skeleton, the momentum and oppression of the "ghost emperor" on him became stronger. This time, not only the slit-mouthed woman, but also the humans such as Jiecheng and Onitsuka Miko present felt the strong pressure.
A desire to kneel down and cowardly, like a haze, shrouded everyone's heart.
In the temple, the exorcists with weaker willpower had already prostrated themselves uncontrollably, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.
"That's it, that's it! Worship your emperor!"
The Ghost Emperor waved the huge black bone knife in his hand, and the ghosts he controlled roared.
"That thing is coming! Counterattack - Xiao Lie!"
The exorcists who could barely fight again, such as Jiecheng and Guizhong, could only gather together and barely resist.
...
"Don't struggle!"
The Ghost Emperor Skeleton danced with the bone sword like a gust of wind.
The slit-mouthed woman stood in front of the exorcists, her movements were already a little stiff, and she narrowly avoided the blade, but the wind of the blade followed. She lowered her head, and the Ghost Emperor's bone sword swept across her head. A strand of the slit-mouthed woman's hair flew away with the bone knife.
"Abandon your master and submit to my command!"
The Ghost Emperor waved his knife again.
The slit-mouthed woman stepped back and dodged. The blade shot straight up into the sky, and the hem of her windbreaker also fluttered upwards.
The Ghost King's bone knife swung like a storm, chasing the slit-mouthed woman. Wherever the blade went, no matter the enemy or his ghost talk subordinates, as long as they were within the range of the blade, they would be mercilessly killed.
"No, this won't work..."
Jiecheng raised his gun and fired several shots at the whistling Ghost King skeleton that was barely blocked by the slit-mouthed woman.
His back was soaked with cold sweat, and his shirt stuck to his skin coldly.
This really won't work. Jiecheng's desire to throw away the gun and give up the battle became stronger and stronger, and his body was a little out of control. The air was like a heavy lead block, pressing his back, pulling his legs, and making him want to bend down.
I really can't hold on for too long.
Moreover, Jie Cheng could see that the Onitsuka Miko, Fumiya and others who were struggling to resist the ghost stories rushing over from all around were already at the end of their strength.
Once the defense line that the Slit-mouthed Woman had been struggling to hold was broken, all of his people would have to die here.
Ding!
In front, the Slit-mouthed Woman's scissors and the Ghost King's bone knife collided again.
The blades were entangled and refused to separate, but at a certain moment, both sides withdrew a little bit of their strength.
"Woo-woo-"
A melodious and desolate conch sounded in the air of the Buddhist temple.
Several huge monsters fell from the opaque clouds in a black mass, and the blue light with a strong ocean atmosphere lingered around them.
They were huge whales made of white bones.
On the back of one of them, there was a beautiful child like a porcelain doll.
"And the wild god?"
The Ghost King didn't seem to expect such a thing to happen.
Then, the child on the whale's back was covered with bright moonlight, holding a gorgeous scepter and waving it down.
"Woo——"
A skeleton whale crushed the house and crashed into the Ghost King with a terrifying momentum like a broken army!
Even if the Ghost King was as strong as iron and could not be injured.
But the terrifying impact of [Whale Bone·Open] still knocked him to the ground.
Another huge black-feathered white-faced crow flapped its wings and flew back and forth around the giant in the air.
The crow retracted its wings, and its shiny black feathers rolled and cut the air like a blade, falling vertically from the air.
During the fall, it turned into a young man wearing a wooden divine mask, holding a palm leaf fan and a large axe, and flew towards the seriously injured Zuxia Mage on the battlefield.
The next moment, the crow boy and the old mage disappeared at the same time.
"Ah——!"
On the battlefield, there was another loud dog barking.
A huge black dog with a body bathed in fire jumped over the heads of Jiecheng and others, roaring and rushing straight into the thickest depths of the fog of ghost stories.
Its huge body was obscured by the fog.
The firelight flickered in the fog, just like a shadow play, with only shadows swaying back and forth.
The silhouette of the giant dog was like a roaring meat grinder, crushing many ghosts in an instant, and the terrifying echo of biting was endless.
Finally, on the eaves of the main hall of Sanjuroku-gen-do, a red and black Gothic dress swayed, and retro and exquisite long boots stepped on the ridge of the roof. A long knife was dragged, cracking and cracking many tiles.
The red fog dyed half of the sky, and the full moon in the sky was blurred into blood.
Mary stood on a high place, looking down at the chaotic battlefield below with an expressionless face.
"Hehe." "Haha."
The red spirits laughed and made noises, either hanging on the eaves or jumping directly into the battlefield.
Under the suppression of the blood mist, the blue-gray mist boiled and shrank.
A new force of ghost stories appeared on the battlefield.
Although the number of ghost stories was not as large as the Hundred Demons Night Parade on the side of the Ghost Emperor, they crushed the momentum as soon as they appeared!
"The boy's Shikigami?"
"Achuan?"
"It's saved, the ghost disciples are here! Fight back!"
The struggling Jiecheng and Guizuka and others finally cheered up. They were too familiar with this group of ghost shikigami who broke into Sanjurokugen-do.
It must be Kamiyagawa who has arrived.
The much-anticipated ghost disciple did not appear on the battlefield with his shikigami at the first time.
The fierce melee continued for about a few minutes. Kamiya, who had already taken [Longevity Purple Gold Frost] and wore a jealous mask on his face, finally flashed out from the arched gate on the side with a knife.
"Dizzy... too dizzy..."
Sister Ohara drove without limiting the speed at all, which was really too fast.
Although he helped Kamiya cross half of Japan and arrived at the battlefield in time.
But even the ghost disciple who survived the storms and waves was weak in his legs and almost vomited.
He used several rounds of Ah-Hung breath to adjust his body, and then he recovered.
Kamiya rushed into the battlefield, raised his hand and wiped the blade of Ichimonji, summoning clear Yang thunder on the indigo blade.
The thunder roared and lingered like a dragon, dazzling.
His movements were so fast that they left afterimages, and he chopped down the hostile ghost blocking the way, and attacked the huge skeleton ghost king who was being restrained by Mary and Huajing.
The moment he appeared, the "emperor's pressure" on the battlefield disappeared.
It seemed that another breath strongly offset this oppressive force.
Jiecheng and others felt relieved.
The exorcists who were relieved of their mental pressure did not think much at first. At most, they thought that this was the arrival of the ghost disciple who was enough to turn the tide, which brought them psychological excitement.
But the fact is that the pressure of the Ghost Emperor is mixed with the breath of Kamiya.
The emperor of ghosts and the king of all ghosts and gods in the world.
Even if Kamiya Kawa has not officially become the leader of ghosts and gods, with him present, the ghost shikigami on the scene will not be intimidated by the Ghost Emperor.
Ding!
The Ichimonji and the bone sword collided with each other, and thunder and sparks flew everywhere.
"You!? The Onmyoji guarding the Kanda Shrine in Tokyo? Why are you here?"
The Ghost Emperor seemed to recognize Kamiya Kawa, and the blue pupils under the mask of the resentful Fang Xiang were jumping with incredible light.
"Ha, didn't expect it? Old man, in this era, transportation is very convenient."
Yes, it is very convenient.
But if you want to go directly from Tokyo Kanda Shrine in the real world to Sanjurokugen-do in Osaka within ten or twenty minutes.
Apart from Sister Ohara's ghost motorcycle, there should be no other means of transportation that can do it.
The dog god assisted the exorcists to clear the ghosts, and the ghost king was attacked by four combat units of the level of wild gods, Kamiya Kawa, Mary, Huajing, and Dream Eater Tapir. The huge black skeleton was soon forced to the front of a thick cedar tree in the temple.
Kamiya raised his knife and swept it across, with a long breath.
The splashing thunder directly cut the cedar tree in half.
However, when the blade touched the black bone of the ghost king, it only splashed sparks and bounced off with a clang.
"This guy is so hard, is his bone covered with the flesh and blood of Taira Masakado?"
Kamiya Kawa jumped back a step, and the violent ghost hand extended and exhaled.
The scales were arranged tightly together, and because they were soaked in the oil of the old woman who sold her feet for a long time, the black air and red light flashed strangely.
Clang!
The ghost hand grasped the hilt of Onikiri and pulled it out violently.
The blade was pulled out inch by inch, making a crisp sound like a spring hitting a rock.
When the crimson-purple blade was completely unsheathed, a huge ghost energy swept across, shaking the air, like the howling of thousands of ghosts, and like a huge army of ghosts raising their spears to kill in all directions.
"Come on."
Kamiya Kawa was full of fighting spirit, and the translucent ghost hand tightly grasped Onikiri and stretched it in front of him, and was illuminated by the one-character interwoven with thunder and lightning, making it gloomy and transparent.
"Boy, use this!"
At this time, Jiecheng threw a small cloth bag towards Kamiya.
The ghost emperor took the lead and swung the bone knife to cut it in the air. With a puff, the black powder drifted into the night.
Kamiya only caught the broken bag.
This is the bone powder of King Xingshi.
When Kamiya came over, he learned about the situation on the battlefield from the little old man.
His two blades waved, stirring the air.
Because Ichimonji had just killed a little ghost, it was still covered with blood fat, so the powder in the air easily adhered to it.
Onikiri was smeared with the remaining bone powder in the cloth bag.
At the same time, Onizuka, the little witch, also took out a cloth bag and threw it at Mary.
They had collected a lot of bone powder from King Xingze.
Even if these two bags were used up, there would still be some, so Jiecheng and Onizuka dared to throw it directly.
The blade was smeared with bone powder, and Kamiya and Mary's three blades came down at the same time.
The blades crossed in the air, making a crisp metallic sound.
"Puff--!"
The dream-eating tapir gave control at the right time, and the mind of the ghost king, that is, the thinking of the king of Xingze, was disconnected for a short time. When he came to his senses, the bone sword only barely blocked Ichimonji, but Onikiri and Mary's machetes chopped his body from the front and back at the same time.
Mary smashed a crack on the thick back of the ghost king.
Kamiya River's Onikiri was whistling, and directly cut off a rib.
The huge black ribs spun in the air, reflecting a faint light under the moonlight, and fell to the ground, turning into black lines of cursed energy, twisting violently like a snake...