The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

【Supernatural Power · Flame Explosion Array】

In the huge flame vortex, the "fox flame bombs" that were "hit" and disappeared in it finally revealed their cunning true colors.

The flame bombs shaped by supernatural powers sprinkled sparks all over the sky, truly turning this space into a world of flames.When the darkness is expelled by the light, everything in the darkness will no longer be invisible.

Gala Gala, actually hiding in the shadow of the bone stick!

It never expected that its hiding place would be discovered.Before it could respond, the nine tails on the back of Xinyue, who had finally gained the upper hand, stretched rapidly, and golden "ropes" were bound to its limbs in an instant.

【Supernatural Power · Gun of the Tomb】

【Your hatred, I will bear it for you. 】

As an avenger, after Xinyue fulfilled her promise, the long tail on her back twisted into a pale spear of light.

run through!

Chapter 653 Chapter 37 Homecoming

The "Sunset Festival", which has been held continuously for more than a hundred years, has been arranged step by step as before.

Although in front of acquaintances she showed a confident and strategizing general demeanor, when she was alone, Ziyuan Juzi was really restless.

This spiritual bone pagoda has always been closely entangled with Ziyuan Town, which can be called a bad relationship.

Before walking out of Ziyuan, Chrysanthemum even thought that the entire festival in Kanto was so deserted and boring.

The igniting flames, the setting sun, and the cold and dull chanting sound, these are her impressions of this ceremony.

However, even though it is so boring, this ceremony is the most important ceremony in Ziyuan Town, only the spirit priests of the five Ziyuan families are qualified to host it.

If something goes wrong, it's not a simple matter of being beaten by the old father back home, but it's about taking the irrevocable responsibility for the "bad luck" of Xiaziyuan Town for the next year.

For this reason, Chrysanthemum is also extremely cautious, so that she has to do every detail of the ceremony herself, and even has dark circles under her eyes.

Because of her temper and excessive anger, Juzi had to fry a herbal medicine to reduce the fire after supervising the work, and the curling smoke fluttered in the shaking cattail fan.

Just when she thought that this day would pass smoothly.

The ruthless facts did not deceive Juzi, and even slapped her so flatly that she was stunned.

After Chrysanthemum hurriedly rushed to the shrine next to the pagoda, representatives of the other four families guarding the pagoda also arrived one after another.

The two middle-aged priestesses guarding the gate were reciting old-fashioned scriptures in a low voice, while in the thin smoke outside the shrine, dozens of young priestesses with expressionless faces were singing in a low voice while taking firm steps Gathered towards the shrine.

The mighty scriptures seemed to float into the sky.

Although this shrine seems to have undergone a lot of damage and repairs, it may collapse and return to the dust of history at any time, but it still exists, and most of the main buildings are still standing, although dilapidated, Although crumbling, it still stands tall.

Just like those existences that should have passed away...

"In the final analysis... What's the problem?" The old witch interrupted Chrysanthemum's meditation with her still clear voice.

She was leaning on crutches, and the bell on her wrist made this pleasant sound. She just stared at Chrysanthemum calmly like this, which brought great pressure to her. Even her father had the qualifications of this person. Show respect.

"The evil spirits in the pagoda seem to have revived ahead of schedule."

Chrysanthemum gritted her teeth and expressed her own judgment.

"What's going on, generally speaking, how can it wake up before the fire reaches its peak?"

Someone's voice sounded very panicked.

Although some people do not want to believe such a result, the dazzling white light on the sixth floor of the tower, as well as the shock and roar that can be felt by those with enlightened spiritual sense, all prove Chrysanthemum's conjecture.

The Onmyoji at the side froze: "Although such cases are rare, they are not uncommon in a hundred years."

"The biggest problem we face is that the exorcism talisman can't drive the ghosts in the tower."

"When did even the Tsuchiyamon Clan start to be incapable of learning?" Someone turned on the mocking mode.

Everyone in Ziyuan Town knew that the spirit control technique of the Tuyumen clan was unparalleled in the world back then, and they could even ignore complicated contracts and directly drive wild ghosts for their own use.For many years, it has been the task of the Tuyumen clan to drive the ghosts in the pagoda to besiege the evil spirit.

"Shut up, you bastard!" The older witch slapped her crutches, and the man trembled all over, not daring to express any further opinions.

"What is the reason?"

"I don't know, what I can feel is that they are very chaotic, and there seems to be something that scares them on the sixth floor."

"In any case, we should make sure to suppress it first, otherwise..."

"How to suppress it? It's only the first day, and the spiritual fire on the top floor has not been fully charged yet."

The older witch sighed faintly. In the final analysis, it was the younger generations who lost the glory and courage of their ancestors.

According to the records, their ancestors "added salary" to the spirit fire, but they all risked their lives to climb the tower in person.

But with the decline of strength... More importantly, people cherish their own lives.In order to "add salary" to the top-level spiritual fire more safely, there is the current time-consuming and inefficient charging method.

"...This year is the festival that I am in charge of." Juzi glanced around the crowd, and said suddenly: "I will take care of going up the tower."

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The spear of light shot through Juechen!

Xinyue's supernatural power is invisible and qualityless, but it is attached to her white tail that hosts mysterious power, and what it causes is both physical and spiritual damage.

boom!

If Ying An hadn't suppressed the impact of the attack on the outside world with his thoughts, this blow would have collapsed the entire spiritual pagoda into ruins.

And even under suppression, the small storm condensed by the aftermath of the spear of light's penetration directly shattered the stone wall facing the attack directly, creating a hole the size of a person.

The black as thick as ink, as if alive, was completely torn into pieces along with the storm.

Click, click.

The long white tail is pulled out from the golden statue.

Gala Gala, the "skull" made of white jade, fell to the ground with a bang and shattered.

[The war ghost galloping in the Colosseum... is really scary. 】

"It's the same for the dead, just pick some praise words to talk about."

After shattering the core of the spirit body, Ying An finally walked to the statue and put his hands together gently: "How did they ever receive kind treatment before they were alive?"

These "heroes" in the Colosseum are nothing more than tools to please power.

【how about you?What's the point of your actions? 】Xinyue quietly watched him bow slightly in worship.

"Yes, it's meaningless..." Ying An was silent for a long time, and then said calmly: "I can't really understand its resentment, nor can I completely resolve its hatred, let alone represent someone to obtain its forgiveness. "

"At the end of the day, it's just a matter of self-satisfaction."

The golden statue slumped down, and the bone stick in his hand made a circle on the ground and landed in front of Ying An.

Ying An bent down to pick it up, and stroked this extremely finely polished... "Missing".

This is not a fake made of white jade, but the last relic left by that Gala Gala.

"Falling leaves return to their roots..." Ying An stood up and looked around the surrounding cemetery: "You will return to your hometown, I promise."

The surrounding wind subsided.

Even the biting cold on the bone stick dissipated quickly.

At this moment, a few images that did not belong to his memory emerged in Ying An's mind.

"Under the bottom layer... what's there?"

Chapter 654 A Guest from a Strange Land

Among the many attributes of monsters in this world, there is one attribute that has always occupied a unique position and significance in people's hearts.

They are rare and rare, appearing in sparsely populated forests, lurking in the deep sea where no trace can be found, ice lakes that have been silent for thousands of years, and barren valleys where thunder bursts are all places where they sleep.The vast majority of people can only get a glimpse of them in the myths compiled by humans, and they are therefore regarded by many people as the embodiment of fantasy.

They are strong and mysterious, far superior to the physique of other monsters, and have the power to change the weather of the world. They control the wind and thunder, and use the mysteries between the world and the earth for their own use.Big ones exude clouds and mist, small ones hide their shapes; rising ones soar among the universe, and hidden ones hide in waves.They dominate one side and dominate the crowd.

They are unpredictable, they are moody.

They protect, they destroy, they are gentle, they are tyrannical...

They are always them.

--dragon.

In the shadow of that long history, dragons have always had a very lofty status, and their history is deeply entangled with the history of kingdoms and religions, and it is difficult to separate them from each other.

Sometimes, they are worshiped and revered as totems and guardians of the kingdom.

Sometimes, they are thugs who destroy the kingdom, feared and chased...

In ancient times, monsters were dangerous enough.But dragons are even more dangerous.

Because of this, the "king" and "brave" who control the dragon have always been admired and revered by humans from beginning to end.

Dragon is a status symbol.

This point, as the current CEO of Meteor Village, Ying An is quite clear.

Just think about it, even the source of super evolution, one of the sacred places of the dragon clan, in Meteor Village, there are only the top few who hold pure-blooded dragon-type Pokémon.The rest of the people are mostly holding the shame of the dragon, the desert dragonfly, or the dragon traitor, the Tanabata blue bird.

Under the bottom of the Spirit Bone Pagoda, there are caves filled with ice rocks.

The closer you get, the more you feel a chill from the inside out.The white air exhaled from the nostrils and the cold air covering his body made Ying An feel uncomfortable.

"It seems, in it?"

At the end of the cave, Ying An felt an ice wall blocking the way in front of him, and clenched his fists tightly.

Let out a long breath.

Because of the coldness of the ice, a thin mist of air rose suddenly, and a fist shattered the hard ice that hadn't melted for a hundred years.

Click... click.

Ying An withdrew his fist from the ice layer, and under the waiting eyes, the thick ice layer collapsed with a bang.

Xinyue shivered for a while, and quietly spit out a golden flame at the ice cube. Seeing that the ice cube showed no signs of melting after ten seconds, she understood a little better.