Du Weiguo, who was squatting on the torii gate, finished shooting with his rifle, and quickly flicked the handleless rifle behind his back. At the same time, he had the MP5 in his hand.
"Puff puff puff~"
Accompanied by the unique gunshot of MP5, a beautiful flame whip was suddenly drawn out, and then, two Uzis were fired from left to right.
In less than 5 seconds, Du Weiguo emptied three submachine gun magazines, a total of 90 rounds of ammunition.
"Check~"
Like a giant owl, Du Weiguo landed on the steps again with great lightness. His wrist shook and twisted, and the Nine Nether Locks wrapped around him like a spiritual snake.
At this moment, there was a large pile of corpses spread out on the steps in front of him. There were no less than 40 corpses in black and gray clothes.
Corpses lay on the ground, and thick black blood gathered into a river, winding down the steps. There was a different kind of cruel beauty in the blood.
The extremely pungent smell of blood permeated the entire torii area. The shrine torii was in Japan and originally represented the realm of the gods.
But at this moment, there was deathly silence in front of the torii, corpses lay scattered across the field, blood flowed into rivers, and the stench filled the sky, just like a ghost on earth.
Du Weiguo had no expression on his face and stood calmly on the steps. He sniffed slightly, changed the magazines of each weapon one by one, and said teasingly to himself:
"It really stinks, these brain-pierced Japanese idiots, are they trying to exchange human lives for my bullets? Hey, I'm afraid you don't know how terrifying my ammunition reserve is!"
At this moment, in the quiet room of the Jiuju Sect Headquarters, the sect leader Shoji Kagawa, a young man with a capable figure ran out of the door with a slightly panicked look, knelt down and said in a quick and panic tone:
"Report to the master, that guy, that guy has broken through the torii and steps."
"Well, how are the casualties?"
The old voice of the door owner, Shoji Kagawa, came out from inside the door. It was unusually calm, and there was actually a hint of weird excitement in it.
The young man's eyes couldn't help showing a trace of fear, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his tone also trembled:
"Except for the leader of the Ninja Court, Nan Shanji, all the troops have been destroyed, and all the reserve personnel who have appeared in court have also been destroyed.
Currently, Mr. Shiratori and Nan Shan have already retreated to their headquarters and are leading several instructors present in court to organize a second wave of resistance based on the terrain. "
"Okay, I understand, Kato, you go to the underground quiet room and wait for my call."
"Uh~ Yes, the door master."
Kagawa Shoji's tone was neither sad nor happy, and extremely indifferent. The young man's expression was astonished and his expression changed again and again, but in the end he did not dare to disobey and slowly withdrew.
"Ah~"
Kagawa Shoji in the quiet room suddenly let out a long roar:
"Come on, I can already smell your scent. So strong, so sweet. This is the opportunity I have been waiting for for more than ten years. Hurry up, I can't wait any longer!"
Kagawa Shoji suddenly stood up, all the muscles in his body were trembling violently, and he was moaning as if he was talking in his sleep.
Countless strange black lines, as dark as ink, suddenly appeared on his face. These black lines were flowing and twisting crazily, and soon covered his entire face, looking extremely penetrating.
And his mouth suddenly opened to an extremely weird and terrifying size, and his scarlet tongue suddenly stuck out, measuring dozens of centimeters.
At the same time, the main courtyard of the Jiuju Gate was like a temple, with a strange black chrysanthemum totem enshrined in the center.
Du Weiguo stepped across the door frame easily and looked around, looking at this shrine-like building complex without feeling nervous at all.
The temple is a tile and wood structure, simple and elegant, with black tiles, door beams and columns painted black, and the floor tiles are made of unknown dark gray rocks.
The windows are all made of snow-white traditional window paper, surrounded by some vigorous pine trees, and exquisite golden chrysanthemum totems are carved everywhere.
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What should be said, aside from the ownership and use of this place, the architectural style is actually very consistent with Du Weiguo's aesthetics, with the main colors of black and white and gray, simple and elegant, hey.
"Damn, such a beautiful dojo is really wasted. It will turn into ashes in a moment~"
Du Weiguo smacked his lips casually and said to himself in a relaxed tone, as if he was a tourist looking for a secret.
At this moment, Du Weiguo's head trembled violently, and he couldn't help but feel a little dazed, his vision went black, and he took advantage of this momentary daze.
A dark shuriken flew silently in front of Du Weiguo's eyes like black lightning.
In the blink of an eye, Du Weiguo turned his head and hid, but his face was inevitably cut with a bloody mark by the sharp black shuriken.
At this moment, the white bird and several middle-aged people hiding in the corner of the hall all had their eyeballs protruding, bleeding from seven holes, and died.
Bai Niao and the others were holding a bare chrysanthemum tightly in their hands, and the bright yellow petals were scattered all over the ground.
Just now, they joined forces and used the full version of the soul-stirring technique on Du Weiguo. Although they were all killed by the backlash, they also succeeded in freezing Du Weiguo for a moment.
At this moment, Nan Shan, the only master of the Ninja Court, had a chance of winning. This guy lived up to expectations and finally scratched Du Weiguo with the Shadowless Sword in his hand.
Defense broken!
The Shadowless Sword is the dark, dull shuriken just now. This thing is extremely vicious. It has been tempered with 32 kinds of mixed poisons and has been refined for more than 3 years.
As long as it scratches even a trace of oily skin, even an elephant will die within 5 seconds.
The moment blood stains appeared on Du Weiguo's face, Nan Shan's narrow eyes burst out with extremely excited and cruel light.
All the masters and elders in the sect had been slaughtered and lost everything, but he finally killed the demon in front of him.
His merits are beyond the sky, he deserves the attention of everyone, and he holds great power. The next leader of the sect must be him.
Tianmo is the codename given to Du Weiguo by the Jiuju clan. The beliefs in Japan are chaotic, and many gods and demons are mutated and imported products.
This demon is originally the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven of the Realm of Desire in Buddhism. Oda Nobunaga seemed to have such a nickname before.
Nan Shanji's eyes flashed with scorching light, he shouted violently, jumped out from his hiding place, swung the long sword in his hand into a beautiful crescent moon, and slashed hard at Du Weiguo's neck, wanting to behead him with one strike!
"Death!"
"Qiang!"
There was a crisp metal clang, and Nan Shanji's Tai Dao was firmly blocked by the Fushen Dao in Du Weiguo's hand.
An incredible look instantly appeared in his eyes. The blood stains on Du Weiguo's face had disappeared, leaving only a pale white mark, his eyes dark, and a teasing smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"どうして~~(How is that possible)?"
Nan Shan had asked the last question in his life in shock. The next second, his eyes began to rise infinitely.
He saw the pitch-black sky, and then he saw his body again, with black blood still spurting out from his neck.
Du Weiguo coldly shook off the blood stains on the floating knife and checked the blade. It was undamaged, and then sheathed the knife with peace of mind.
He raised his kick and kicked away the headless corpse of Nan Shan who was frozen in place and refused to fall down. He curled his lips and muttered to himself in a bad tone:
"Okay, you are really good enough. You can hurt my face. When you get to the underworld, even the Lord of Hell will probably give you a thumbs up!"
Until this moment, Nan Shan's head, which had fallen on the ground, slowly closed his eyes and fell into eternal darkness.
After Bai Niao and Nan Shan were defeated, the Jiu Ju sect no longer had any form of resistance. Du Weiguo was quite looking forward to the onmyoji of the Enshrine Court.
This thing seems to be very rewarding. I have basically used up my skill points. If I kill a few more Onmyoji, I can save some more skill points.
Then nothing happened. Du Weiguo strolled around and visited most of Jiuju Sect's headquarters. He didn't encounter any resistance at all, and he didn't even see a single figure again.
In a hall similar to a meeting hall, Du Weiguo kicked away a wooden chair with exquisite chrysanthemums carved in the center, and said with disgust:
"This Jiuju family is so poor! Such a large building does not even use a little bit of steel. Finally, the entire throne is made of wood."
Du Weiguo picked up his knife and gun and searched for a while. The entire Jiuju sect's dojo was still dead silent. It was quiet everywhere, as if it was dead. There was not a single ghost.
This shabby place was quite big, with twists and turns. Du Weiguo was a little impatient after searching, so he sat on a fence to rest, lit a cigarette, and complained angrily:
"Damn it, the tree fell and the hozens dispersed. This is the boss of the Jiuju sect, and that one is called Shoji Kagawa. Isn't this old man Yincoin running away when the situation is bad?"
At this moment, a burst of very penetrating laughter suddenly came from not far away:
"Jiejiejie~"
Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened and he cursed in a disdainful tone:
"It's in the middle of the night, Jiejie, your sister? You could have come out earlier to die, and you're still pretending to be a ghost. Do you still want to scare me to death?"
Exhaling the smoke and flicking the cigarette butts away, Du Weiguo walked towards the place where the sound came from without hesitation. He had done his duty to eradicate evil and cut off the roots.
We have reached this stage, even if there are really fierce ghosts, Du Weiguo will not hesitate at all. He will open roads and build bridges across mountains and rivers. If there are really fierce ghosts, then he will be a guest of the heavenly master to subjugate and eliminate demons.
What made the strange laugh was an elegant small courtyard located at the innermost part of the building complex, close to the woods on the back hill. There was a gurgling creek surrounding the courtyard, creating a far-reaching artistic conception.
As soon as Du Weiguo entered the courtyard, he saw an antique monastery. An old man with white beard and hair, a majestic appearance and sharp eyes was sitting cross-legged on the porch of the monastery. He looked good.
This permeating Jie Jie laughter came from his mouth. He didn't stop laughing until he saw Du Weiguo.
He opened his drooped eyelids and stared at Du Weiguo with a pair of sinister eyes, as if he wanted to see his internal organs clearly, and said in a very cheerful tone:
"Ha! You're finally here. I've been waiting for a long, long time. Tsk, your skin looks great. I'm very satisfied."
The old man spoke in Chinese, but his tone was very strange. When he spoke, sticky saliva actually flowed from the corner of his mouth. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and said in a stiff tone:
"Kagawa Shoji?"
"Yes, but I have another name, it's ~TutuTu~"
While Kagawa Shoji was talking, Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened, and without saying a word, he fired the automatic rifle in his hand.
Beep beep! Listen to this, you still want to eat me, Gan! Am I so scared?
I don't care what the hell your name is? Even if your name is Emperor Naruhito, I will blow your head off today!
At this moment, Du Weiguo and Kagawa Shoji were only a dozen meters apart, standing still and shooting at a fixed target. The recoil of the rifle had minimal impact on Du Weiguo, and the shooting error could be controlled within 1 millimeter.
The assault rifle in Du Weiguo's hand was in strafing mode at the moment, and the tracer bullet was like a flame spear, which instantly pierced Shoji Kagawa's head.
As his head exploded in all directions, an angry roar resounded from his body, and countless pieces of pitch-black mucus splashed out from his head.
The slime flying in the air, between the lightning and flint, reunited with his two arms to form two dark spears, and stabbed towards Du Weiguo as fast as lightning.
The spear formed by the gathering of black mucus was incredibly fast, just a hair slower than a bullet. Du Weiguo was caught off guard and could only jump out of the door, and the somewhat embarrassed general dodged.
This jet-black slime spear directly pierced the door of the small courtyard, and then violently pulled Kagawa Shoji's body over.
While he was in the air, Kagawa Shoji's body completely tore apart and turned into a dark, greasy monster that was more than three meters tall.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the solid wood door of the small courtyard and the surrounding wooden walls were smashed to pieces by this monster in an instant, just like those in the paper lake. The sound was terrifying!
"Holy shit, you've transformed?"
Du Weiguo, who was outside the hospital, had no time to think too much. He could only use the Nine Nether Shuttle to hook a pine tree again and retreat quickly.
However, this tall, pitch-black monster looks bulky, but is actually incredibly fast.
It stomped hard on the ground, and rushed towards Du Weiguo like electricity. Its five fingers suddenly transformed into five slender and sharp claws, and it screamed and grabbed him head-on!
The monster's moving speed far exceeded that of Du Weiguo, and was infinitely close to the speed of sound. The speed at which it swung its claws was even closer to a bullet. Du Weiguo's eyes shrank violently and he couldn't avoid it!
"brush!"
With a soft sound, the monster's five sharp claws, like a hot knife cutting through butter, cut through a large pine tree surrounded by two people without any obstruction, but Du Weiguo had already disappeared from its sight.
"Jie Jie, he is actually a stranger with the ability to teleport over short distances. I am really satisfied with this Shinjuku body."
"Gah~bang~"
The tall monster covered in darkness and slimy body stood there with his hands raised in the air and a burst of wild laughter burst out from his mouth.
Its body was about 3 meters tall, and it was completely pitch black, as if it were a monster made of heavy oil. It had no obvious physiological characteristics, and its head looked like a black, moldy salted duck egg.
The upper part of the head has two pale white turbid eyes-like organs, and below it is a ferocious mouth with no lips and countless sharp and ferocious teeth exposed.
The teeth were constantly secreting sticky saliva, and the scarlet sharp tongue stuck out of the mouth and licked it, which was half a meter long.
At this moment, the pine tree whose trunk was cut off by it slowly fell to the ground, making a loud noise and throwing up a puff of smoke.
In a big pine tree 20 meters away, Du Weiguo squatted on the branch, his face solemn, his eyes wandering, muttering to himself:
"Is this really venom? The leader of the Jiuju sect is venom, hiss! Although it is abrupt, there is really no sense of violation."
"Humans, my name is Tyranny, they are advanced creatures that far surpass humans on Earth. You should stop resisting needlessly and be my host obediently.
I can show great mercy, keep you sane, become my body, become invulnerable, invincible, and immortal! "
The tall monster roared at Du Weiguo with a sound like a bell. Du Yanwang frowned, his face was gloomy, and he whispered softly:
"I'm so numb. When I watched this movie, I watched it in a private theater with my little sister. At that time, I was so focused on licking it and kissing it.
I can’t remember the plot at all. What is this monster from the sticky lake afraid of? "
