I'm an Enemy of Urban Legends in Tokyo

On the contrary, Nanzi didn't intend to continue to consume.

"Fighting is the way to solve everything. With Tai Yi, your spiritual pollution can only make us lose our composure at most, but it will never completely destroy us and assimilate us."

"You're right, this extraordinary human named Taiyi is very troublesome. Although he can't get rid of my spells, he can stop my spells from continuing to invade your spirit."

Spells that can produce mental pollution have always taken time, but their power is also extremely powerful, and it can even be said to be indestructible.

If Lianyuan Ziyi was immersed in the pollution for a long time, he would also become a prisoner of Yama, and eventually be used by Yama.

Only Taiyi is a special case that makes Yama feel strange.

Yama has just come into the world, and all abilities have not been recovered, only the time-space magic and spirit magic in the talent are left. This is the power of "him", and it is also the origin and meaning of "him".

When Yuan Ziyi broke into "his" sphere of influence with a building boat, Yan Mo was both excited and apprehensive:

What is exciting is that a super thug like Yuan Ziyi is automatically delivered to the door, which is really a godsend opportunity;

What is disturbing is that Yuan Ziyi is much stronger than "he" now, especially with the return to original spell that makes "him" extremely fearful.

But fortunately, Yan Mo's spiritual spells are the best at working silently, as long as he deceives Yuan Ziyi at first, he can slowly infiltrate her and teach her.

As a result, Yuan Ziyi was really fooled and didn't take the place of her arrival seriously, and then Yan Mo caught the flaw in her heart - worrying about Taiyi, polluting her slightly inflated pride and fearlessness into arrogance and blindness.

After doing this, Yan Mo just needs to wait quietly for Yuan Ziyi to become "his" running dog, or even a puppet. However, to the surprise of "him", Yuan Ziyi's weakness, Tai Yi, suddenly emerges and becomes "his" biggest threat.

Yama traverses countless worlds, countless dimensions, and countless time and space. Apart from strength, his greatest strength is experience.

"He" thinks that there is nothing and everything in the world that he has never seen before, but this time Tai Yi really made "him" confused.

The appearance of Taiyi...Skip, Yanmo never looked at appearance when looking at life. The body, that is, the part of the original self, is very ordinary and belongs to a low-level life form--anything less than a high-level is low-level in the eyes of Yama. The spirit ..."he" can't pollute it!

"You don't look like a human, what exactly is it?"

If this kind of life is a human being, Yama would rather dig out his own eyes.

"You are the thing! I am not the thing!"

Tai One retorted sharply like a conditioned reflex, as if repeating the conversations he had had with his boss countless times in his previous life.

"Ahem, it's alright, ghostwriter, hurry up and get rid of this god of pollution."

Yayoi didn't want to correct Taichi's speech problems, she just wanted to get rid of the buzzing in her head as soon as possible.

Originally, Yayoi and Nanzi could not feel this kind of chaotic noise, they only felt that someone was whispering constantly, making them prone to chaos, madness, and release the worst side.

After Tai Yi treated them, the kind voices that seemed to be teaching them disappeared and turned into an uninterrupted buzzing.

"How dare you scold me for being nothing. If I don't hit you, you will be annihilated in ashes!"

Tai Yi, who had reacted, became angry from embarrassment, pulled his hands, and a long purple-black air mist stick appeared, and then it grew in the wind, and instantly turned into a black giant stick more than 2 meters long, with the thickness of a child's arm, waving it to kill Yama aggressively .

"You scolded yourself..."

It wasn't "he" who did it, so Yama had to make an excuse.

However, seeing Taiyi's way of applying spells, Yan Mo's pupils shrank: This is...!The power of returning to the original and the power of starting are combined with each other!How is it possible? !

Taiyi himself has no specific consciousness.

He just used "everything is empty" and "everything is allowed" together in a flash of his brain. He didn't remember the steps, but the shaping effect was very good, and it was much more comfortable to use than a whip whose shape couldn't be fixed.

Swish———

Tai Yi swept over with a stick, and Yan Mo dodged in the opposite direction clumsily.

Obviously it was just a tentative blow, Tai Yi didn't even think about being able to make meritorious deeds, but because of Yama's irregular response, he just hit half of Yama's wing.

The mist stick slid across the mist wings, and the wings were instantly wiped off, and Yama became a "single-winged angel".

Tai One: (“““)

Yama: (;?＿?)

Could it be... this is the legendary five slags of war? !

Nanzi and Yayoi in the rear were also greatly surprised: This Yama's melee ability is too weak!

"With my god position, no enemy has ever approached me, and it's normal not to fight."

In fact, the hood of the black robe and the mist covered Yama's face tightly, but for some reason, the three of them still seemed to see "him" blushing.

"It seems that in such a situation, it is very difficult for me to defeat you."

Yan Mo turned his head, looked at his unrecoverable left wing, and said in a low voice.

"However, you seem to have forgotten that I am not good at my original self. The strength of the spirit is the secret of death's eternity."

"Your spirit is very special, I can't influence it, but we are so close, it is your biggest mistake."

Yama finished speaking quickly, and then the right wing suddenly stretched out, wrapping around Taiyi's arm in a blink of an eye.

"Spiritual space!"

For the first time, Yan Mo's tone changed, it was a low growl of joy after the scheme succeeded.

After a familiar twirling, Taiyi reappeared in the endless starry sky where Yuan Ziyi and Yuan Ziyi often fought.

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215. Threatening Death with Death