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Gao Longshen was the first to realize something was wrong, and Yu Zaoqian, who suddenly became violent, was not so easy to deal with. Gao Longshen was annoyed by his desperate style of play, and the last bit of patience was exhausted , raised his claws to push him into the ground, and then a sense of danger that made his hair stand on end suddenly hit him.

sense of danger.

This is something Gao Longshen has never experienced since his birth.

This feeling came so violently that he even forgot what he was going to do at that moment, and he was stabbed five more holes in front of Tamamo.

"Clap-"

It seemed that the sound of something breaking was very slight, like an enamel vase with a gap cracked hundreds of meters away, but there was a terrifying sound effect like the roar of a yellow bell in Gao Longshen's ear.

what sound……

The fallen god hovered around the dragon body, trying to find out the voice that made him feel terrified, and finally crossed the wind, snow and frost, and fixed his sight on his throne.

Fu Sangshen, holding a Taidao in one hand, stepped on the throne in an almost wild posture, with one foot on the handrail of the coiled waves, holding the knife in both hands, his cheeks and clothes were covered with dried dark red blood, and his feet A sleeping corpse lay there.

"—!"

The extreme fright and anger made Gao Longshen momentarily aphasia. After the anger rushed into his brain, he didn't know what to say. He couldn't even let out a roar, and he was frozen in a funny gesture.

But Fu Sangshen, who despised his theocracy, didn't even look at him. His eyes were fixed on the artifact floating above the throne. There was a crack in the round and transparent sphere, which could just explain the sound that Gao Longshen heard just now. source.

"How dare you—"

Gao Longshen didn't even care about Yu Zaoqian, all the muscles in his body twisted and tightened, and the dragon body shot at the stupid and daring low-level god with one flick.

He wants to wring off this fusangshen who dared to provoke him, break his neck, crush his flesh and bones inch by inch, pull out his soul and press him under the palace, unless the day he falls and disappears, otherwise this The lowly Fu Sangshen will never even think about the day he will come out!

Hidekiri ignored the growl in his ears at all, he calmly raised the knife again, and frantically began to chop the ball.

The tinkling sound is almost connected into a line without any gap due to the high frequency. It becomes very easy to deepen after a hole is opened. In just two seconds, an ugly and hideous crack lies across On that round and perfect sphere, Gao Longshen flew across the entire palace, and only had time to see the scene of his artifact cracking.

The dark blue light gradually dimmed inside the sphere, and Hidekiri panted heavily and turned his head, looking at Gao Longshen who was close at hand, then raised his hand to wipe off the blood dripping down from his forehead due to the huge divine power, revealing a sweet smile. smile.

"Do not--!"

The roar of the dragon was deafening, and the mustache that was very close to him had almost no transition time. The next second, he felt his mind went blank, and all the voices were far away from him. Hot and humid blood flowed from his ears, flowing along his neck and into his collar .

Yuzao's front eye was injured by Gao Longshen's dragon's breath, and the icicle grew inward along the blood and meridians. He reacted extremely quickly and backhanded out this eyeball, and through the remaining eye, he could only see The thin blonde Fu Sangshen on the high platform was slammed tightly by the dragon's claws.

He searched again and saw half of him lying quietly under the throne.

Yuzao paused for a long time, slowly closed his eyes, let out a long breath, didn't bother to care about the raging wind and snow, didn't even support the barrier, and lay down on the ground directly.

The cheering snowflakes that came up greedily devoured his spiritual power, trying to disintegrate this body bit by bit.

He didn't go to see Fu Sangshen who was caught again.

The big deal is to be broken, anyway, it will be his turn soon, and it is already lucky to break into Gao Longshen's kingdom, but he never thought that he would have the luck to get out alive.

The vastness and grandeur of the white in the corner of his eye swirls and falls in his eyes, with that bit of blue——

blue?

Where is the blue?

Tamamomae turned his head slowly, and opened his eyes wide in surprise for the first time.

The divine weapon that was split crazily poured out its divine power, like a flood that destroyed the world in the palace, regardless of whether it was the enemy or the enemy, even Gao Longshen was frightened and backed away from the power released, and the dark blue light continued Expand, expand, expand until it becomes a horrifying white light, and smashes around the palace with a bang——

The sound of the kingdom of God collapsing was too majestic and terrifying, like a world shattering in front of him. Yuzao had never seen such a scene before. As a big monster who dared to face Gao Longshen, in such a scene, he unexpectedly Even the courage to breathe was taken away.

The long dragon body twisted and roared in the white light, Yu Zaoqian could only try to shrink himself and shrink again, hoping to avoid this impact that even the gods would be terrified of.

*****

Abe Seimei, who was waiting outside the barrier, was talking with Tsurumaru in a low voice, when suddenly the two raised their heads at the same time, their pupils shrinking—

Something is collapsing.

The onmyoji and Fu Sangshen, who are most sensitive to the flow of spiritual power, retreated subconsciously. After a few steps, the alarm in their subconscious began to sound desperately.

In just a short moment, the temperature in their environment dropped several degrees. The sharp-eyed Tsurumaru has already noticed a thin layer of frost on the surrounding grass blades, and this cooling is still going on crazily, as if to Drag the entire Guichuan mountain directly into winter.

"What happened?" Fu Sangshen in white saw the rapidly spreading ice on the ground, and without further ado, he picked up Abe Seimei by his waist, jumped up the corridor three times and twice, and before he could look back, a powerful wave The shock wave rushed out of the center of the courtyard like a tornado!

The barrier that isolated the Kingdom of God shattered in an instant, and the violent snowstorm frightened Tsurumaru a lot. Abe Seimei was about to run with his shoulders on his shoulders. His body was delicate and weak, and his combat power was not even half a goose. Abe Seimei struggled to free his hand from Tsurumaru's shoulder, drew a talisman in the air, and abruptly blocked the blade-like wind and snow half a meter away.

Tsurumaru felt the wind decrease, and immediately put Abe Seimei down and was about to dive into the wind and snow. When he took a step, he was hit on the face by something flying out of it, and he fell back two or three meters away.

"Ahem, cough, cough, cough, what is this—eh?!"

Tsurumaru, who was covered with cold and stiff hair, coughed and spit out the shards of ice in his mouth, and picked up the guy who hit him in the face with one hand, and was stunned after a glance.

An arm-long white fox curled up into a ball and fell into his arms, as if it had just rolled out of the oven and rolled into the cold storage. A pinch to the west was frozen by a thick ice shell, and seven tails of the same length hung from the end, and the tails of two tails were only connected by a layer of flesh, and the fractures were covered with ice edges.

The white fox was breathing weakly, one eye was turned outwards and sunken downwards, the other eye was closed tightly, and the chest heaving was almost non-existent.

Tsurumaru's scalp was numb, his hands were in the air and he couldn't grab it, his face was pale: "Master Seimei?!"

Abe Seimei drew a barrier to temporarily resist the wind and snow, ran over in a hurry, knelt down and took a look, then frowned: "Tamamo-mae?"

Abe Seimei carefully brushed aside the bloody white hair that was hardened by the cold with his fingertips, saw the criss-cross wounds on the fox, and quickly cast out a spell to summon the Peach Blossom Demon who stayed at home.

A faint light enveloped the little white fox, and the wounds visible to the naked eye slowly healed. Tamazamo moved his ears and slowly opened his eyes.

"Hmm... Where's that idiot tyrannosaurus..." The small voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, Abe Seimei brushed away the hardened long hair on his body, and said in a low voice, "It didn't come out."

Yuzao twitched the corner of her mouth and sneered: "It's probably... blocked inside."

The artifact collapsed, and the entire Kingdom of God became a vortex of divine power pouring out, pouring out too full of power, and being drawn by the powerful vortex to Yuzao on one side, I felt that the spiritual power of my whole body was about to be sucked dry, if it wasn't for biting Fang desperately rushed out, he was brought into the whirlpool long ago and became its nourishment.

And the oversized Gao Longshen must not have such good luck, he was too close to the vortex formed by the explosion of the artifact, and he couldn't escape it even if he wanted to.

"...he's dead..." Tamamo muttered after pausing for a while.

Tsurumaru changed his posture, sat cross-legged on the ground, and held the body knife in his arms: "Well, I couldn't feel the spiritual power of the main hall just now. When the spiritual power in this body is exhausted, I should soon Let’s go back to the body, too.”

Yuzao turned her beautiful glass-like eyes, lowered her head and licked the fur on her paws: "Are you Fu Sangshen so ruthless? Can you just say you can do it to your master?"

Tsurumaru was puzzled: "What do you mean, just do it?"

Tamazamo let out a lazy sneer from his nasal cavity.

Abe Seimei pulled out a small stream of water from the air to wash the paws of Tamamo, while draining the dirty blood, he explained: "The state of Jinguji's soul is a bit abnormal, such a death is not a real death, there is a high probability It’s about returning to your own body, as long as you rest for a while.”

Tamamo was biting the tip of a tail to wash off the blood on it, glanced at Abe Seimei in a very humane way, and then pressed the two tails that were about to fall with his paws, before they fell, he struggled to shake them Reconnected with spiritual power: "So, you can start without any burden? Heh."

Tsurumaru suddenly understood what he meant, and his face changed: "You said, it wasn't you who did it?"

Yu Zaoqian almost rolled his eyes when he heard this question, and enduring the pain, he raised his paw and grabbed Tsurumaru hard: "You're the one doing it!"

Tsurumaru didn't react to being caught, but he didn't know what to think of, and his face became even more ugly: "...then... who did it?"

Yuzao's front eyeballs rolled around, licking a piece of skin on the tail that Gao Longshen had plucked the hair off: "The one with the golden hair."

Abe Seimei noticed Tsurumaru's abnormality: "What's wrong?"

Tamamomae used spiritual power to re-condense to give birth to a good eyeball, shook the soft fluff on the ears, and his vision became normal again, only then did he see that Tsurumaru's expression was a bit too serious.

This white crane with the heart of a child always has a lively and mischievous look, and it is really rare to show this expression.

"Fusangshen kills the lord..." Tsurumaru's golden eyes were dimmed, and his voice was low like a sigh, "It will fall in the dark..."