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The loud crow cry carries a sense of majesty that only belongs to gods.

Because the successfully contained skeleton of the Sarutahiko God of Life has the authority of "guiding the way" and "receiving", Karasu Tengu appears in a whirl, and when he is on the battlefield, he can give people an inexplicable comfort, as if as long as he is there, he can dispel all the darkness and fear.

He is indeed a little weak, but in terms of Karasu Tengu's current state, he can obviously participate in the battle.

He appeared here just to help his master.

"Karasu Tengu!"

Kamiyagawa called out to his second god Shikigami, and quickly fumbled out something from the [Mirage Bag].

It was a white bird feather.

The Tengu and the master were in tune with each other, and the moment he flew over Kamyagawa's head, he raised the black cattail leaf fan in his hand.

A gust of wind mixed with gravel rose up, "whoosh" wildly, and rolled the feather towards Karasu Tengu.

And the moment it touched Tengu, the feather disintegrated into countless tiny particles, followed the gust of wind summoned by Karasu Tengu, and quickly sank into his body.

This feather came from Sarutahiko-no-Mikoto, and it is a unique relic of a god.

It is very likely to contain the ability of the Tengu ancestor to control space.

Although this thing has a very good affinity with Karasu Tengu, Tengu was not strong enough to digest this material before. Now that he has officially crossed the threshold of god, he can finally inherit the ancestor god's legacy in its entirety.

After quickly accommodating [Saruta Hiko-no-Mikoto's feather], Tengu's appearance has changed a little bit -

His feathers were originally dark black, shining with a dark luster, but after absorbing the white feathers, the edges of the feathers showed a luxurious light silver-white color.

The deep black is inlaid with silver-white, like the bright stars shining in the dark night sky. In addition, white hair also appeared on Karasu Tengu's forehead, swaying in the wind.

These white feathers and hairs complement the white divine mask on his face, giving it a very strange, wild and luxurious look.

Such a color change may make it difficult for Karasu Tengu to be defined as a "crow" now.

However, it is said that another god, Takenori Yamato Takenoko, who became a stepping stone for Karasu Tengu's growth, turned into a white bird after his death, which is somewhat consistent with Tengu's current appearance.

While absorbing [Saruta Hiko-no-Mikoto's feathers], Karasu Tengu did not hesitate at all, flapping his wings to hit the sky, and decisively attacked the dragon god in the air.

In the sky.

The artillery fire of [Three Thousand Worlds] was still bombarding the dragon head fiercely.

The dense black curse lines surged here, trying to protect Qingliu, whose half of his body was embedded in the flesh and blood of the dragon god, from the dense artillery fire.

And Qingliu, who was already in pieces, tried to raise the nail hammer and hurt himself with difficulty even though he was under severe impact.

At this moment, a clear crow's cry sounded amid the roar of artillery fire.

The stronger the enemy, the stronger the Wu Tengu. With its strong battlefield mobility, it directly broke into the artillery coverage area.

The Dragon God could also feel at this time that another difficult enemy appeared on the battlefield.

The curse lines that protected Qing Liu spread wildly, like dark cracks in the dim space. They rolled and twisted, as if struggling and roaring, forming an evil and sneaky black tide to try to stop Wu Tengu's invasion.

Hualalal——

On Wu Tengu's back wings, those black feathers inlaid with silver edges shot out like arrows.

Many feathers cut through the space sharply, forming a hideous crack in the air. For a moment, around Tengu, everything showed a clear outline of pure white, and even the air had a shape.

At the other end of the crack, there was a strange space with only black and white. The black was as thick as ink at the bottom, and the dazzling white completely occupied the space above.

This is very similar to the space ability that Saruta Hiko-mi used to trap Kamiya River on Tianhu Rock.

Now, Karasu Tengu has probably inherited this power by absorbing the domain of the ancestor god, and used it to "upgrade" his own "one-rider-to-space" skill, making this ability more flexible and changeable.

The cracks torn open by "Tengu Space" are like a black hole that can swallow everything, distorting everything.

The Dragon God was completely unprepared for this situation, and the black tide-like curse line was instantly swallowed by the crack.

Karasu Tengu flew over the space singularity position in the air swiftly, and neither the curse line nor the artillery fire could stop him.

The axe drew a sharp and heavy cold silver arc of light, sweeping across Qingliu's body.

Although Qingliu's body was riddled with holes due to self-mutilation, it now lost the protection of a large number of curse lines and was completely exposed to artillery fire. There was really no way to stop Karasu Tengu's fierce attack.

Qingliu's right hand holding the hammer suddenly separated from his body and was thrown high into the air, splashing a large amount of blood. Then, together with the hammer, it was absorbed into the "Tengu Space".

After cutting off the target's right arm, Tengu also fulfilled the master's instruction of "Don't let Qingliu hurt himself". He reappeared from the artillery area and circled around the dragon head, continuing to look for the next opportunity to attack.

...

The situation on the battlefield changed again.

There were originally two A-level gods participating in the battle on the side of Kamiya River.

And as the Lord of the World, Kamiya himself, when he merged with Prajna's Nuo Mask, his combat power was almost the same as that of an A-level god.

The Dragon God had once been injured by self-injury, and the impact of that self-injury was completely borne by Takiyashahime.

Now with Karasu Tengu joining the battle, the situation of four main forces besieging one enemy has been formed.

As long as the Dragon God is suppressed and His strange abilities are not used again, the balance of victory will naturally begin to tilt towards Kamiya River.

Kamiya leaped flexibly in the hotel space and gradually stepped into the aerial battlefield.

With the blessing of the venue and the further aggravation of the Dragon God's injuries, the "cursed shadow" that followed him like a shadow could no longer catch up with him.

Now it is completely the battle rhythm that Kamiya River is most familiar with.

Seize the opportunity, pursue the victory, and hope to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!

Karasu Tengu and Yatagarasu are still attacking the Dragon God's dragon head.

And Kamiya River took advantage of the hotel space to jump onto the back of the Dragon God.

Puff!

Onikiri and Doujikiri slashed into the back of the Dragon God at the same time.

Mary, who attacked from the red mist, also cooperated and chopped into the back of the Dragon God with a machete.

The chaotic sword lights and shadows tore open the dark scales, stirring up large pieces of blood and minced meat, and the black curse lines that rolled out of the Dragon God's flesh and blood were all melted by the Yang Lei.

Kamiyagawa's eyes condensed, pulling the two famous swords to kill demons, continuing to move at high speed, further expanding the wound on the Dragon God's back.

"The Dragon God can't hold on, but... there are no bones."

Yes, the battle is indeed going to be won.

But, there are no bones.

Under the enemy's shocking wounds, there are wriggling flesh, broken dragon scales, and dense black lines, but there is no skeleton.

As the third generation Tianjin God, Anyu Kamei God must have a divine skeleton.

At this moment, his back was almost chopped through by Kamiya and Mary, and even then, the skeleton could not be seen. So there was only one possibility -

The body that Anyu Jiamei descended into was not his real body.

It was composed of a large amount of Qingliu's flesh and blood, and the descending consciousness of the Dragon God.

Anyu Jiamei's real body and divine skeleton were probably still in the unknown space that shackled him?

The Dragon God might not have thought much of this body, so he did not let his own divine skeleton merge into this body.

Of course, it was more likely that he was forced into a hurry by Kamiya, and he descended too hastily, so that even the divine skeleton could not be condensed on this body for the time being.

"If even the divine skeleton of the Dragon God could not be extracted, can it be considered as killing him in the true sense?"

In fact, Kamiya Chuan was not quite sure whether he had stopped Anyu Jiamei from descending after beheading the deformed Dragon God in front of him, or whether he had destroyed the Dragon God's will, causing Anyu Jiamei to fall directly.

But no matter which result, if he couldn't get the skeleton of Anyu Jiamei, the reward seemed too small.

The reward was disproportionate to the difficult battle.

As if to vent his anger, the two famous swords held by Kamiya Chuan bit into the depths of the Dragon God's flesh and blood more fiercely.

And at this moment, he suddenly had some very strange feelings.

First, there was a dull and loud sound like a huge bell.

This sound didn't seem to come from somewhere on the battlefield, but more like it came from the depths of Kamiya Chuan's mind.

Then, the passage of time ceased to exist.

Kamiya Chuan suddenly couldn't feel the bloody smell and killing atmosphere on the battlefield.

"What did the Dragon God do again?"

Faced with such a change, Kamiya Chuan was alert in his heart, thinking that the Dragon God's body was struggling to death and showing some strange ability.

But then the situation became even more wrong.

Kamiya found that he had left the surface of the Dragon God's body without knowing when, and even the surrounding environment was no longer the sewage treatment plant in Jinshi Town.

When he reacted, Shen Gu found himself in a vast space. The world was in chaos and blurry, like a cup of turbid liquid that was constantly stirring.

Some huge outlines that could not be seen clearly seemed to be some extremely ancient things, carrying suffocating and terrifying pressure, twisting in this strange world.

Among those blurred outlines, only one was clearly distinguishable.

It was a giant dragon entrenched.

It was as majestic as a mountain range entrenched between heaven and earth, with dark scales closely arranged, flashing a hard metallic luster. The huge dragon head was hanging down, and the dragon's mouth was open, revealing sharp fangs.

There was a strange evil spirit emanating from its body, which was the breath of curse, like the cold wind blowing from the nine netherworld, cold and cruel.

It was such a majestic giant, but compared with the twisted and unclear ancient outlines around it, the feeling of this dragon did not seem too shocking.

The dragon did not move at this time, coiled like a sculpture, motionless.

And those blurred outlines twisted and passed through the body of the giant dragon without any obstruction.

This scene was very strange.

It felt like those giant outlines were projected by something from another dimension.

"Is that An Yujiamei? Is this... the place where An Yujiamei is trapped?"

The place where the dragon is imprisoned?

Such a thought came to Kamiya Kawa's mind.

He didn't know why he came here.

No... it shouldn't be "come".

Kamiya Kawa calmed down and observed the surrounding situation. He felt that he did not really suddenly enter the "Dragon Prison Land", but was pulled by some force, so he felt the situation here.

Just when Kamiya was alert and confused, he heard whispers.

Low, hoarse, confused, crazy.

Hollow and dead, but also sticky and wet.

It was not a simple sound, but an ancient spell that escaped from the cracks of the abyss, with a corrupt breath and endless despair.

The whispers intertwined into an invisible net between this strange world, and each sound was like a sharp claw, deeply piercing the soul of the listener.

The originally turbid space was even more bizarre. Those huge outlines that were entangled in various distortions and blurred and could not be seen clearly were dancing happily in these whispers, and they could not be looked at directly.

And in this terrifying carnival, Kamiya Kawa heard a voice that was enough to scare him.

There were some sounds he had heard before, mixed in these whispers!

"Xu Fu! Xu Fu! Xu Fu! Xu Fu!"

"Xu Fu...Xu Fu..."

Amidst the jubilant shouts of names, Kamiya Kawa saw a figure emerge from the filth.

How to describe that figure?

Not big enough, compared to the coiled dragon and those vague outlines, it seemed very small, vaguely human-like.

Not clear, nor blurry.

More like a state between the coiled dragon and those unclear outlines.

Even if Kamiya Kawa condensed his pupils to the extreme, he could only vaguely glimpse that the human-shaped figure seemed to be a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and holding a bronze sword in his hand.

The man held the sword and passed through those vague huge outlines unimpeded but quite slowly, twisting forward, step by step approaching the motionless Anyu Jiamei.

Indistinctly, Kamiya felt that the other party seemed to pause and deliberately looked at him, but he really couldn't see his eyes and expression.

The East Crosser, this is definitely the East Crosser.

But Kamiyakawa didn't call his name just now.

I remember the medicine seller said that his master was trapped somewhere unknown.

So... the place where the East Crosser was trapped was the same place where An Yujiamei was trapped! ?

Before Kamiyakawa could figure out what was going on, the East Crosser in the distance had already walked in front of An Yujiamei.

The bronze sword in his hand burst into flames and suddenly penetrated into the dark iron dragon scales!

The scales shattered, and large pieces of golden flesh and blood turned out from the wound. The East Crosser seemed to be trying to pull out the dragon bones from the coiled dragon.

As for the Dragon God, even if his body was cut open, he was still like a dead sculpture, just coiled, motionless.