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These two spiritual weapons inherited from the Uchiha clan's bloodline were transferred to Ara's hands after Itachi's death.
To be honest, even he himself didn't know why he obtained this pair of special spiritual weapons.
The only thing he knew was that the time point when these two spiritual weapons appeared in his senses was when he first used Itachi's Mangekyō Sharingan ability.
According to Huang's initial speculation, these two special spiritual weapons were lodged in Itachi's eyes.
Therefore, when you use your pupil power, you can naturally use the power that resides in it.
But now, even if he does not use the power of Hyakomeki to indirectly use Itachi's Mangekyō Sharingan, he can still directly mobilize the power of these two spiritual weapons, as if they have been transferred to his bloodline unknowingly. .
Regardless of the cause, being able to use these two spiritual weapons at will is undoubtedly beneficial to Huang.
Like now!
I saw that an incomparable majestic pulling force suddenly erupted from the singularity point, and was pulling the entire body of the filthy snake into the gourd-shaped sword grid at a speed visible to the naked eye. !
And the things that are absorbed into it will be permanently sealed in the world of drunken dreams! !
Not long after, the last bit of the eight-headed serpent's body was swallowed up.
The messy inner courtyard of the Yuan family also became quieter and more empty. Even the miasma-like aura of hatred became much thinner due to the disappearance of this filth.
But the most striking change is the Kyoto sky shrouded in dark clouds, which are dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the original clear sky.
narrow room,
The pair of golden vertical pupils did not blink for a long time, as if they were surprised by the scene they saw.
However, after a long period of silence, what burst out in this dark place was not the embarrassment that his plan was broken, but an interesting chuckle.
"You are really interesting, Uchiha Ara."
"I'm really looking forward to our next meeting, Jie Jie."
How could He, who coexists with time, feel angry and angry at the ants' offense?
He is rejoicing that in his eternal life there is another plaything that can relieve his fatigue.
The last person he found interesting was the young head of the Minamoto family, Minamoto Yorimitsu, but now it seems that the little guy has been spoiled by him.
"boom!"
A low impact sound exploded in the field,
The originator of this dull sound is none other than the Ghost King of Dajiangshan who is riddled with karma!
The eight-headed serpent was banned, the singularity was pierced, and the evil god's ominous power became rootless water.
Without the support of any successor force, Minamoto no Yorimitsu lost the capital to compete head-on with Shuten Douji with brute force, and was directly blasted into the ruins of the courtyard by the former's furious fist.
"ah!"
"Yorimitsu Minamoto, how dare you lie to me!!"
However, the karma of the head of the Yuan Family did not end abruptly just because he was blasted into the ruins.
A roar like a beast also erupted at the edge of the courtyard at this moment.
It's Onikiri,
Under the interference of the power of the evil god, the seal in his demon pupil suffered a huge impact. The broken seal caused the past memories of his identity as a demon to emerge frame by frame.
Only at this moment did he clearly understand that he was not the guardian sword of the Minamoto family as Minamoto norimitsu said. He condensed into a sword spirit when he sensed that his master was in crisis, and then protected him.
His true identity is the monster of Dajiangshan!
He was acquired by Minamoto Norimitsu when he was dying, and was refined into the Minamoto family's guardian sword, becoming what he is now.
And not long ago, during the Yuan family's crusade against Da Jiangshan, the blood on Yu Zhi's hands was the blood of his former companions! !
The soul was stabbed in the back,
The world is turned upside down,
No longer controlled by the will of the evil god, and no longer blinded by the seal of the Yuan family, he was finally able to vent his emotions.
Without being sloppy, his anger caused him to immediately withdraw from the battle with Ibaraki Doji and rush straight towards a certain ruins in the courtyard.
Useless guidance, no need to look around,
The dirty aura imprinted on his body easily pointed out the direction!
"Die, Minamoto Yorimitsu!!"
While roaring, Onikiri was like an aurora filled with evil energy, rushing towards the bastard who controlled his will! !
His opponent, Ibaraki Douji, had no way to stop him and could not stop him at all.
Originally, Onikiri was a sharp blade that was unrivaled in the world, but with the blessing of the evil god's power, the edge it poured out reached a new height.
It can be said that Ibaraki Douji is powerful enough to be able to maintain control here!
Now that the confrontation has been lifted, he, who has always been belligerent, can't help but want to get a short respite, and then he dares to stop the poor demon soldier who has gone crazy?
'Pap, tap...'
Red demon blood gurgled from the vicious wounds on his body.
But Ibaraki Doji didn't care about such wounds. He just looked at the poor guy who had withdrawn from the battle with him, his eyes full of sympathy.
Similarly, in a high-intensity battle, how could Onikiri be completely unharmed?
He is the sharpest blade in the world,
But he is also the most vulnerable demon soldier.
Because once the truth of the past is revealed, once the self-sustaining belief collapses, it is equivalent to losing everything!
Of course, this is still a psychological collapse.
Kidnapped and corroded by the power of Yamata no Orochi, he was also essentially 'broken'.
In addition, Ibaraki Douji, who was fighting against him, was no ordinary monster. Every collision with 'landslides and earth-shattering' was a crushing blow to his body and mind!
At this moment, the reason why Onikiri was still able to burst out with terrifying momentum was entirely because of the hatred accumulated in his heart! !
With his hands, he slaughtered his former companions.
"hateful!"
"hateful!!"
"Go to hell, go to hell!!"
Onikiri, who rushed into the ruins, then knelt down on the collapsed Minamoto Yorimitsu in a riding position. While letting out a heart-rending roar like a beast, he turned back the cracked Odachi with both hands. He held it in his hand and plunged the sharp blade into the former's chest without any hesitation.
During this time, the young head of the Yuan family remained awake and did not use any strength to resist.
He just watched with a calm attitude as the demon soldier that caught his eye launched a desperate attack on him, and even said that at this moment, there was a slight smile of relief on his lips.
He seemed to be saying:
During the time dominated by Yamata no Orochi,
Yu Zhi's last will has been calling for his demon soldiers to stop him like this, even if it means killing him.
Now, I got my wish.
He did not die in the hands of the Dajiangshan Ghost King, nor did he fall into the control of Yamata no Orochi.
Instead, he died in the hands of his most proud weapon.
"ah!!"
"Why!"
"Why!!"
Onikiri naturally also noticed the former's calmness when he was dying, as well as the liberating smile that overflowed the corners of his mouth.
Such revenge makes one despair!
There is obviously so much unwillingness and anger in his heart.
But as this bastard died laughing, it turned into a depression that he couldn't let go of.
Blood gurgling,
Soon it spread under Minamoto no Laimitsu's body,
And Onikiri also slowly collapsed in the painful roar full of confusion and unwillingness.
The erosion of the unknown power of Yamata no Orochi, the trauma caused by hard-shaking Ibaraki Doji, as well as the emotional collapse and exhaustion of will at this moment, made it completely lose any power to support its stay in this world.
finally,
In the breeze that washed away the place, it turned into broken blades and fell into Minamoto no Yorimitsu's arms.
During this time, Ara did not pay attention to the surrounding situation. Instead, after removing Susanoo, he carried the Mingming Company and gradually walked up the stairs to the altar, which was still full of evil light.
Although the filth that provided the evil god Yamata no Orochi with a backdoor to escape was sealed by himself, the evil god was still watching him.
This altar of the Yuan family not only provides sacrifices, but also creates a portal for peeking into the human world.
"What a pity that you have to continue squatting in that dark narrow room again."
Huang said to himself,
There was undisguised sarcasm in his voice.
The ambition to erode and devour them all through that filth is not small, but a product born solely from its power can never become a true god.
He even wants to devour himself!
"Ah."
"Arrogant humans are not lovable, and they won't end well."
In the narrow room, there was a whisper.
With the help of the remaining power of the altar, he could clearly hear the sounds coming from the underworld.
The best example that reflects his conclusion is the head of the Minamoto family, Minamoto Yorimitsu.
When this little guy first came into contact with me, he was just as arrogant and high-spirited, and he had the courage to plant the flag of the Yuan family in every corner of the world, even in the sky!
But now, I can only feel the feeling of losing everything in a pool of blood.
However, when talking to himself, Yu Zhi did not feel any dissatisfaction or anger in his voice.
After all, He is a god, with a long life that sleeps with time.
In Yu Zhi's eyes, frail humans are no different from mayflies that live and die. It is a joy to see more interesting creatures like this.
"...Well, if we meet next time, you are willing to surrender to me, become my shikigami, and be used by me."
"I might consider introducing you to an interesting human being to make you less bored in the Sealed Land."
During this period, the human seemed to have said some words, but Yamata no Orochi only remembered this last paragraph.
Want to let yourself, as an evil god, become a driving force in the hands of humans?
Interesting, so interesting!
Thousands of years ago, He, who held the thunder seed in his hand and was known as the judge of Gao Tianyuan, could only risk his life to seal himself here.
Now, only human beings actually want to surrender willingly?
This is a satire on Takamagahara's incompetence.
Or are you too ignorant to know how high the sky is and how high it is?
"You are indeed more interesting than Minamoto Yorimitsu!"
His pale golden pupils, which had previously shown great interest, suddenly had a murderous coldness.
Gods cannot be called directly;
Gods cannot be looked at directly;
Gods must not be offended...
Yamata no Orochi may not care about these boring rules, but the only thing that wants to regain him as a shikigami has completely touched his reverse scale!
Thinking back then, when he made a big fuss in Gao Tianyuan, wasn't it because those gods carved various rules to restrict themselves?
But apart from this bold lie, there was another thing that attracted Yamata no Orochi, that is, the human being in the opponent's mouth.
Is there any more interesting human being than this little guy?
Come to think of it, I still have a little expectation.
"So, goodbye."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang slashed the Ming Ming Lian in his hand on the altar at his feet. With a clicking sound, cracks like spider webs spread in all directions, and eventually turned into countless Broken rocks and scattered smoke.
And Hazama also fell into silence,
The altar was destroyed and lost sight of here.
Suddenly, a huge sense of loss like a frenzy swept through Yamata no Orochi's heart.
He silently stared at a certain piece of nothingness where he could see the outside world for a long, long time.
Finally, in a self-talk that sounded like a sneer, the pair of golden vertical pupils dimmed, and the pitch-black space fell into complete silence.
"Isn't it more fun to be a shikigami than here?"
"Since desire has arisen in your heart, let me look forward to seeing who will 'devour' whom in the end!"
"Uchiha Ara!"
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After destroying the altar, Huang didn't give the Demon King Dajiangshan who wanted to say anything any time, and immediately began to form the psychic seal.
As a dark space vortex materialized, two tall figures walked out of it.
I saw that one of them was holding a huge soul-calling flag, and the other was holding a ferocious black sickle. Coupled with distinct black and white clothes, they looked like enlarged versions of Xiao Xiaobai and Xiao Xiao Hei.
"Master Onmyoji, we meet again. I didn't thank you properly last time."
A sensible but childish greeting sounded first from behind the two of them, and they saw that Xiao Xiaobai and Xiao Xiao Hei, who had just been chanting in their hearts, also walked out.
Hearing the sound, Huang nodded slightly to show that it was okay, and then looked at his psychic masters: Ghost White and Ghost Black.
These two are the real ghosts who lead the dead souls in the underworld.
"Dear Mr. Huang, we already know what's going on here."
"The evil god will never die in defiling the world. Lord Yama is also very grateful to you for being able to prevent this catastrophe in advance."
Gui Jibai said immediately.
"Thanks to Yan Mo's eyes, Gao Tianyuan didn't react to this for a long time. On the contrary, the Lord of the Underworld has already known about it."
Huang complained.
"Of course, nothing can escape the eyes of Lord Yama, those..."
Gui Jihei's character is relatively straightforward. He echoed without any taboo, and there was also some dissatisfaction with a certain force's inaction in his voice.
However, before he could finish what he said, he was interrupted by the ghost who was traveling with him:
"Stop talking nonsense and start attracting the souls here."
Although the heaven and the underworld are not related, Gao Tianyuan's failure to protect the human world this time also made the Lord of the Underworld somewhat criticized, but after all, those existences cannot be mentioned rashly.
Misfortune comes from the mouth, this is an ancient and unchanging truth.
Hearing this, Gui Jihei's face changed slightly, without any argument, and then he began to use his strength in a low voice to start summoning the souls.
Not long after, an aggregate similar to the resentment they had seen before appeared in everyone's sight, but compared with before, she no longer had that overwhelming resentment, and the sight of her spiritual eyes fell on Huang's. On the body.
