Start a Dome

The barrier formed by the death energy was easily shattered by the sharp ghost, like thin paper.

With this moment of reaction time, Xia Mo suddenly grasped Onikiri's blade with five fingers, and the black death energy wrapped around Onikiri's blood-colored blade, and began to spread crazily towards Yuan Qiye.

He actually wanted to devour Yuan Qiye with his death energy.

puff!

The sharp blade pierced Xia Mo's shoulder, and the dark death energy wrapped around Yuan Qiye's entire body.

Feeling the crazy disappearance of the spiritual power in his body, Yuan Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, and subconsciously wanted to manipulate the miasma to resist the dead air.

And at this moment, the pitch-black ancient sword appeared in Xia Mo's palm.

Firmly clenched the blade of the black Xuanyuan sword that was only condensed, Xia Mo slashed towards Yuan Qiye's chest.

Chapter 390 - Arrogant?

puff!

The strange blood splashed, and Xia Mo cut a bloodstain on Yuan Qiye's chest.

Released Onikiri, Minamoto took two steps back, looking at the sword mark on his chest.

Onikiri, who pierced through Xia Mo's shoulder, turned into blood-colored spiritual power, and re-condensed in Yuan Qiye's hands.

boom!

Beside the two of them, the bloody fox flame exploded, and a figure in a panic flew out, it was Zhuyin.

Reluctantly steadying her body, panting lightly, Zhuyin raised her head and looked at Xia Mo and Yuan Qiye who were confronting each other.

The next moment, an extremely intense sense of oppression emanated from Yuan Qiye's body.

Zhuyin subconsciously held her breath.

This monster, get serious.

Putting his right hand down from the bloodstain on his chest, and holding Onikiri with one hand, Yuan Qiye raised his head to look at Xia Mo, his figure faltered, and disappeared in front of him in an instant.

boom!

boom!

In the dust, Xia Mo who was thrown flying got up in embarrassment, and quickly blocked it with his sword.

boom!

He was flung out powerlessly, and the next moment, Yuan Qiye, holding the bloody Onikiri, with a calm face, appeared in front of Xia Mo.

puff!

The sharp Onikiri pierced through Xia Mo's abdomen, holding him firmly in place.

Glancing at the black flames emerging from Xia Mo's body, Yuan Qiye quickly pulled out another samurai sword from his waist, and pierced Xia Mo's heart.

"I know that just such a wound cannot kill you."

Seeing Xia Mo, who was unable to mobilize his lifeless energy because his heart was pierced, Yuan Qiye kicked Yu Zaoqian away.

boom!

Yuzao smashed into a group of houses.

"Think that after learning the sword technique that Shenxia passed down from the immortal, you will have the power to challenge Yamata no Orochi?"

"Think I don't know, you can get back the memory?"

Reaching out to wipe the blood off Xia Mo's face, Yuan Qiye chuckled and said, "Xia Mo, no, Abe Seimei, you are still as arrogant as you were a thousand years ago."

Onikiri pierced Xia Mo's abdomen, and Fudu Yuhun pierced Xia Mo's heart. Looking at Xia Mo who was staring at him firmly, Yuan Qiye took out a pitch-black talisman.

This piece is engraved with the 'Yin-Yang Separation Art' spell, which was written by the former Abe Seimei.

And now...

Yuan Qiye will use it on his 'person'.

"It's been a long time since I recited a spell... What's the spell for the separation of yin and yang?"

Tilting his head, Yuan Qiye fell into deep thought.

"Forget it, it will be fine."

A large amount of miasma gushed out from Yuan Nanaya's palm, condensing on the dark spell.

She quickly pasted the spell on Xia Mo's forehead.

"Using this spell, it should be able to separate your most yin side."

"At that time, it will be able to be used by Yamata no Orochi."

The pitch-black yin and yang technique emerged on Xia Mo's body.

The black pentagram circle enveloped his body.

The next moment, a large amount of death energy rushed out from the black pentagram circle, and gradually condensed into an entity.

Xia Mo could feel that along with the death energy being released, there was also...

A scarlet feather.

Amid the soaring death aura, a crimson feather quietly landed on the entity formed by the condensed death aura.

The next moment, it was as if the calm surface of the pool was covered by a fallen leaf and there were waves of waves.

hum!

The entity formed by the condensed black dead energy began to undergo tremendous changes.

pat!

The toes landed lightly, wearing a gothic skirt, the white-haired girl who had no difference in appearance from Kasugano Dome appeared in the eyes of Yuan Qiye and Xia Mo.

"here is......?"

Opening her dark pupils, the girl frowned as she looked at Yuan Qiye, who had a strong killing intent in front of her.

Soon, the white-haired girl noticed Xia Mo behind her.

When she saw that Xia Mo was almost dying, the white-haired girl's face changed slightly.

"It's...unable to distinguish the dark side?"

With shock in his eyes, Yuan Qiye looked at the white-haired girl who suddenly appeared in disbelief.

The art of separating yin and yang is absolutely impossible to divide the opposite sex.

Then it can only mean that this white-haired girl who is exactly the same as the 'sacrifice' exists in Xia Mo's body.

What exactly is it?

"Your injury looks serious."

She didn't wear a jailer uniform like a prison, but a girl in a gothic white dress came to Xia Mo and frowned at him.

"Yes."

Xia Mo nodded.

After a little thought, the girl said, "On purpose?"

In her cognition, it is impossible for Xia Mo, who has mastered the last of the five aggregates of Taixu, the divine aggregate, to be so easily seriously injured to such an extent.

After all, that is a terrifying power that even the 'God Envoy' fears, and it is the pinnacle of mortal power.

Xia Mo pursed his lips.

The girl easily pulled out the Budu Yuhun that had penetrated her chest. The next moment, the Budu Yuhun turned into blood-colored spiritual power and dissipated in the girl's fingertips.

boom!

The golden ancient sword collided with the blood-colored katana, holding the Xuanyuan sword, the girl quickly avoided Yuan Qiye with a sword.

The next moment, she also pulled out Onikiri that had penetrated through Xia Mo's abdomen. Onikiri also turned into bloody spiritual power, trying to dissipate it.

However, he was firmly grasped by the five fingers of the girl wrapped around Chi Yan.

Onikiri: "???"

"This knife is interesting. It actually has its own consciousness... and it's not made of soul steel."

Seeing Onikiri, who was tightly held in her hand and kept trying to break free, the girl casually slashed out a sword aura.

boom!

The bloody sword energy was defeated by Yuan Qiye, and she shot out like an arrow, rushing towards the girl in an instant.

boom!

The golden Xuanyuan sword collided with the slender blade of Budu Yuhun, the girl let go of Onikiri with her left hand, and with five fingers turned into a fist, she softly shouted: "Inch strength!"

"Open the sky!"

boom!

The phantom of the samurai that shrouded Yuan Qiye for an instant shook violently.

"I'm not as arrogant as you say."

The pitch-black death energy condensed into the ancient sword Xuanyuan, entwined with black flames, Xia Mo said softly: "After knowing that you are Yuan Laiguang, I have already started to prepare."

A large amount of dead energy surged out from behind Xia Mo, condensing into an ancient mirror with black patterns.

Seeing that almost all the fragments on Yunwaijing had been filled, Yuan Qiye was stunned.

"Although some of the fragments of Yun Wai Jing are scattered outside, most of them are in the hands of the major Yin-Yang families."

"Coincidentally, I met a strange thief."

"He and his companions helped me collect these fragments."

"Now, more than half of the fragments of Yunwaijing have been completed, and its ability can also be deployed."