The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Compared with ordinary Amaterasu, Yan Lei Shen is more straightforward and faster.

The pure black flame turned into the shape of a sharp blade, piercing through the torsos of the three curse spirits, raging and burning in their bodies, everywhere they went ignited a biting chill that was similar to the appearance of the flames.

Masato was pinned in mid-air, struggling to grab Sasuke.

Sasuke looked at him quietly.

It is not safe to use this ninjutsu to deal with the curse spirit—maybe the tenacious vitality of the curse spirit can help Daoist and others last a few seconds longer, allowing Lehu to attack again. Zhong evolved again, escaped from the state of the curse embryo, and rescued his two companions.

But if you want to control these three guys at the same time, this ninjutsu specially used to deal with multiple enemies who want to escape is the most suitable.

"Lou...hu." The curse spirit said intermittently, hoping that his companions would attack together, so that Uchiha Sasuke was forced to release the spell.

The real person will not ask Sasuke any questions, he is more like a human being than Lehu - and he also understands the natural law of the strong preying on the weak and the winner.

He will just do his best to survive.

Sasuke sensed that Gojo Satoru's mantra had ushered in a momentary burst, and then quickly returned to calm, like a stone thrown into the endless vortex of mantra in the tent.

It's just a pebble, but it makes the thick waves in the tent stagnate.

Speaking of which, he has never seen Gojo Satoru's domain until now.

The sword formed by the black flame instantly changed its shape according to the controller's mind. Several spikes grew from the curse spirits, piercing their skin and piercing into the air, bringing out several dark purple blood flowers.

The blue-haired curse spirit also coughed up a mouthful of blood, and before it touched Sasuke, it began to shatter quickly from its fingertips, turning into a cloud of gray-black dust.

The curse spirit and the flame disappeared into the air together, and Sasuke also saw the situation where Gojo Satoru was located a few seconds later - a dark barrier made of magic power shrouded the top of the tall building.

Yigu Youtai in the distance has already gained the upper hand, and there are also traces of mantra collisions in other directions of the tent.Tens of thousands of mantra spirits were released from the tent, densely packed in every corner of the tent, but avoided the Wujo Wu domain, leaving a void of mantra power around.

He landed on a corner of the rooftop and approached the barrier.

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Unlike other realms, the immeasurable space has a specific shape and appearance.

It was the reflection of Gojo Satoru's eyes, the memory in his head, all the information he was forced to receive day after day, and the long torture he had to endure.

Therefore, so far, there is no field that can compete with it.

The area that Yansuo expanded was completely covered before it even had time to reveal the whole picture. The Curse Master who had the appearance of Xia Youjie kept his head up and froze in place, unable to move.

Gojo Satoru fell from mid-air, and Liuyan showed a somewhat complicated expression for the first time in the background of the field.

There is no wind, no sound, and no one else here.

But the street 11 years ago seemed to appear under their feet out of thin air. Ordinary people with blurred faces passed by them. His face was a little dazed.

Xia Youjie.

His companion, his best friend, and his enemy.

When he first saw "Xia Youjie", he controlled himself and did not recall the past, but the human brain is always unwilling to be restrained, the more suppressed, the more emotional it will be when it finally explodes.

The conjurer laughed selfishly, moved slightly, and lifted the tent.

Although he said before that he would kill Soso in Shibuya, what this guy said was indeed true. When Xia Youjie died last year, there was no magic spirit in his body—all the magic spirits turned into a ray of curse in the extremely whirlpool. The power was broken up by Yi Guyouta and dissipated into the air, and the curse spirits in other places showed signs of losing control after his death-so Wujo Wu was not sure what the consequences would be if he killed the opponent directly with the domain.

Now Yansuo has just lost consciousness, and the curse master who has lived for a thousand years is still able to see his magic resistance. Gojo Satoru recalled it for two seconds, and this guy also carried it tenaciously. His breathing was weak, but he was still alive.

Sasuke seemed to be looking at this side, but he didn't approach, he just stood in the narrow corner of the roof, leaving room for the two of them.

It seems that those super magic spirits have been exorcised.

"I've wanted to beat you like this for a long time." Gojo Satoru looked at the black-haired conjurer and said flatly, "I should have beaten you until you were sober."

"Xia Youjie"'s body didn't respond.

The white-haired conjurer then sighed and scratched his hair in distress: "It's really causing trouble, Jie."

Sasuke's expression changed slightly.

[Xia Youjie]'s finger moved suddenly, tremblingly stretched out to his chest, and gave Wujo Wu the middle finger.

……

?

"……real or fake?"

Wujo Wu's brain froze a bit, his six eyes told him that Xia Youjie was facing him, but his soul knew that another conjurer had always been in control of this body.

——It should be like this.

Jay is dead.

He subconsciously looked at Sasuke.

The black-haired ninja also seemed a little surprised, staring at [Xia Youjie] probingly, and then turned to Gojo Satoru when he landed, showing a gentle expression for the first time tonight.

"Look at me," he said.

The soul of a ninja can be summoned by flesh and blood and continued with the help of chakra, and the soul of a conjurer is similar.

Xia Youjie's mantra was still flowing in his body, and his blood was still flowing in his blood vessels. After Yan Suo was unable to control this body, the original owner of the body was recalled to the world again.

——But he is already dead, and the dead soul awakened by the vitality of the body is destined not to live forever in this world, just like Itachi, even if Sasuke has never used Tsukuyomi once, and hid Itachi in the depths of chakra, he can still feel Itachi's chakra is constantly dissipating, and it won't be long before it disappears.

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes, and found himself in a space full of radiance, and standing opposite him was Xia Youjie—a young, flamboyant Xia Youjie with a smooth forehead and a high school uniform.

"Time is limited." Sasuke put his pockets in his pockets, his white clothes became as clean as ever, his face was handsome and peaceful, and he smiled at the two who came over after hearing the words, "You have to catch up with me in front of me."

"Thank you." Xia Youjie's probing eyes quickly disappeared, he nodded at Sasuke, and as soon as the topic changed, Wujo Wu said, "You are the one who troubles me every day, and the corpse disposal rules are returned to the night moth." ?"

Of course he knew that his ideal was unlikely to be realized. Last year, he somewhat wanted to die, but now he has no obsession in being alive for the time being. On the contrary, he feels more relaxed than ever before.

Anyway, he was already dead, and he no longer had to endure the curse spirit that challenged the limit of human taste. Gojo Satoru was the one who needed a headache.

Wujo Wulan's eyes widened, and he yelled dissatisfiedly: "Don't tell your subordinates about your ideal cemetery if you have the ability! I have clearly set up a barrier, and there are disguises around, if it weren't for your slipping the tongue, nothing would happen!"

"Huh? There must be a limit to hitting back!"

"Aren't you too much to beat back?"

"Do you want to turn over the old score? In the first grade, you put the make-up on the night moth's cursed skeleton on my head..."

"You secretly filled a syringe with Nitro's wine into chocolate and stuffed it for me..."

"Want to fight?"

"Are you going to fight?"

The gap between the soul in this world and the next world is usually restored to a certain point in time with one's mind, most of which are nodes with profound significance, so now, the two people standing not far from Sasuke are wearing high-tech |Uniform, the figure is thinner, and the face is a little more childish.

It turned out that Gojo Satoru was even more difficult when he was in school than it is now.

Sasuke inserted between the other two with a blank expression, grabbed the arm of the white-haired boy—he didn't plan to change his image, so the three of them looked exactly the same age now—and pulled Gojo Satoru back A few meters away, he and Xia Youjie didn't really fight.

"Shouldn't you help me beat him up?" Gojo Goto turned around aggrievedly, "Your boyfriend is being scolded!"

Guan Shigami is called a boyfriend, I really have you, Gojo Satoru, the people I like are so different.

Sasuke gave Wujo Wutiao a kick for Xia Youjie, who had a weird expression, and pressed the conjurer's face back: "I didn't agree, don't fight, let's get down to business."

Xia Youjie felt that Wujo Wu's expression was worthy of being recorded by a hundred cameras, printed and enlarged, and hung in every corner of the college.

Unfortunately he is dead.

Thinking of this, the conjurer with black hair hanging in front of his forehead covered his mouth and smiled lowly, stretched out his fist at the blank-looking classmate, and thumped the other's shoulder hard like they had done countless times before.

"Forget it, let me clean up the mess for you one last time." Xia Youjie said tolerantly, "Help me take care of those two children, okay?"

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes: "Wait until I find them."

The corner of Xia Youjie's mouth twitched, and he gently cursed his old friend: "If you can't find it, you will never even think about dating in your life."

"You actually cursed me? You didn't curse me last year, but you cursed me today?" Gojo Satoru exploded.

Sasuke frowned.

The other two nearly fought again.

Fortunately, Xia Youjie matured a little in the end, telling Wujo Wu that he would leave and kill him quickly with magic power, it would not be a big problem.

"I can't control the ones that are released. The curse spirit in the body can't escape for a while, just burn it. It's better not to leave even the ashes. I don't want to stay in the same world with the curse spirit." Banzha Wanzi The conjurer in the head shrugged, with an indifferent smile on his face, "Also, don't disturb people's dreams anymore, Wu."

"You have succeeded."

-

The surrounding area is still dark and gray ruins.

When he realized that he had returned to his 28-year-old body and stood in a certain office building on the streets of Shibuya, Gojo Satoru was still a little dazed.

Sasuke took half a step back, looking at the conjurer inquiringly.

"No," the white-haired man came back to his senses, and found that the time in the outside world didn't seem to have changed. A certain curse spirit that entered his field of vision before still jumped across the sky along the same trajectory, "Let me do it."

He expelled the curse spirit casually, staring at Xia Youjie, with his palm hanging on his forehead.

"Since you've said that." Gojo Satoru said to himself, lowered his eyes and smiled, and saw that the opponent's heart stopped beating, his body was covered in pure black flames, and finally disappeared into the air.

What else Ronso wants to do and what secrets he hides are not so important to Gojo Satoru.

The brain is dead, and the limbs cannot cooperate with each other.

The research of curse spirits, curse masters, ghosts of the association, and ordinary people finally came to an ending that was doomed to fall apart at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, the magician with white hair and six eyes turned his head to look at the ninja on the edge of the roof.

"It seems," his toes were loosely on the ground, and his fingertips hooked the black cloth, covering the bright eyes of the sky upwards, "you are ready to be convinced by me."

Street lamps and neon lights have long been buried under the bricks and stones. The LED screens on the towering skyscrapers have broken a few holes, and the wires are exposed. Brings in a little light, which grows fainter with time.

However, Six Eyes can outline all traces without looking directly, and Sharingan only needs the thinnest moonlight to see through all camouflage, so the two stand in place, and can see even the tiniest details of each other clearly.

In the eyes of the ninja, the three hook jades were spinning rapidly, forming a complex hexagram pattern that appeared not long ago: "No, I am ready to defeat you——

"Feel my world and my power well.

"Five enlightenments."