One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 634: Start Killing as Soon as You Appear

"Wow! It's been a long time since I've experienced modern life. Lighting candles at night is so hard that my eyes are almost blurry. I've almost forgotten what electric light looks like."

"Who told you to always go to the dynasties before the Qing Dynasty instead of the modern world?"

"You don't understand. In the ancient world, it was easier to get along. You could easily become a big merchant and enjoy wealth and glory. You could also spend some money to buy some natural treasures. You didn't have to worry about some inconspicuous people who could pull out a pistol from their chests and open your mind to show your broad-mindedness."

"That does make some sense, but I still prefer the enjoyment of modern society. Even if you are a noble prince in ancient times, you can't live as well as the rich people of modern times."

"But I'm a spendthrift. Have you heard of Yan Shifan? I'm much more spendthrift than him."

Two people wearing jackets and jeans were standing in front of a convenience store on the corner, chatting. They looked around and spoke Chinese, like they were traveling abroad.

Ever since Shen Jingzhi unlocked the seal of the surface Alaya, communication between people around the world is no longer an obstacle. Even a mute can be understood by others what he is babbling about.

Other more macro-level impacts have not yet appeared, but they have stimulated the enthusiasm for cross-border tourism and cross-border learning.

Without language barriers, you no longer have to worry about language barriers and being unable to get around.

The two foreigners were inconspicuous in Karakura Town. Even if they spoke strange words, passers-by would just think they were talking about some anime or the settings in a game.

It's the Heisei era now, Karakura Town has fallen, and anime themes are all about time travel and holographic games, with serious homogeneity.

The two ordinary-looking old otakus cannot attract the attention of passers-by, but from the perspective of gods and ghosts, they are like a bonfire in the dark night.

"Two aliens who are not on the list."

The gods with long elephant trunks spoke to the gods with big bellies.

The two gods looked strange, and their skin was rough as if it had been polished with coarse sandpaper. You could tell without touching it that it was covered with rough particles.

"Notify the Yulong Society and tell them that two unknown stowaway aliens were found at Meguro 1-chome."

"Asshole, what do you mean by an unknown alien? Isn't my name, Quanxing Wolf Butterfly, famous enough?"

"And me, the all-blooded butterfly!"

"Quan Xing, it's that alien terrorist organization!"

The Wolf Butterfly and the Blood Butterfly roared twice, but the two gods only noticed the name "Quanxing".

The Quanxing, the List, the Death Eaters, the Saints, these Inhuman organizations that stir up trouble in the Inhuman world and commit heinous crimes are the targets that the Fish-Dragon Society has recently announced are to be severely cracked down upon.

Members of the List and Saints recently showed up in Karakura Town, and today two all-sex members showed up again.

  Is Karakura-cho a trash can? Why are there so many flies?

The elephant-trucked gods cursed in their hearts.

Another big-bellied god, expressionless, simply took out his intercom and informed the members of the Fish Dragon Society across the street:

"Two Quan Xing members took the initiative to show up and request support. We suspect they are baits. We will notify other areas to be extra cautious."

Blood Butterfly pointed at the gods and turned to look at Wolf Butterfly: "Hey, he's not stupid!"

Wolf Butterfly pulled out a thick-backed broadsword from its swallowing sac: "Stop talking nonsense, the acting leader said that the ban in Karakura Town has been temporarily lifted this time, so we can have a big fight."

"Come on, my knife is thirsty!"

Hearing this, Blood Butterfly leaped back lightly, jumped onto the street lamp, stepped on the street lamp and flew up. The sword in its sleeve flew out, smashing the wall on the third floor of the convenience store, and flew into it, ignoring the residents who were fleeing in panic.

  Before the fight even started, someone ran away! ?

This operation really confused the two gods.

Even if that blood butterfly is an archer, a mage or other ranged attacker, you ran too far away.

  Being so far away from your teammates, aren’t you afraid of being ambushed?

Blood Butterfly held a flying shuttle-like blade in his hand. He looked at the confused expressions of the gods and shook his head secretly. He knew the confusion of the gods:

"But, if I stay there, I may not be considered a teammate by Old Wolf." After holding the long sword in his hand, Wolf Butterfly no longer talked nonsense like before. There were bloodshot in his eyes, as cold as black iron. The long sword in his hand was shining with blood, which was condensed from the strong murderous aura. Layers of black mist rose from his body, like a ghost or a demon.

Demonic Sword Technique: Demonic Aura

'He's a murderer!'

The two gods were shocked.

Fortunately, the citizens on the street had already fled in all directions when the blood butterflies smashed the wall. The shop owners also hid in the inner room, trembling.

The wolf-butterfly wielded his long sword, creating bloody ripples, and he immediately attacked the gods, each attack aiming at their dantian and heads.

There is no round of testing, once the sword is unsheathed, life or death will be decided.

The gods with elephant-trunks stretched out their trunks, spewing out turbid streams with white mist, like high-pressure water guns, shooting out the sword light, but the water column itself was also broken up by the sword light, and the scattered water droplets fell on the streets, walls and signs, all of which made a sizzling corrosion sound. Small holes were corroded in both metal and floor tiles, showing how corrosive the turbid stream was.

The gods with big bellies beat their bellies, and actually made bursts of thick drum sounds.

The drum beats were like heartbeats, trying to shake Wolf Butterfly's mind.

But Wolf Butterfly's hand holding the knife did not waver at all. He turned his wrist and chopped the knife lightly, almost cutting open the belly of the elephant-trunk gods.

The reason for the failure was that several citizens of Karakura Town rushed out from the shops on both sides of the street, hugged Wolf Butterfly's feet and hands like zombies, and tried to bite him with their teeth.

The wolf butterflies can block out the confusing drumbeats of the gods, but ordinary people on the street cannot do that at all.

  Puff puff!

Several things that interfered with Wolf Butterfly's knife fell to the ground. He stepped hard and smashed a blood flower in the pool of blood. He broke free from the obstacles and continued his attack.

  Kill, kill, kill, no one in the world can stop me from killing the enemy!

Blood Butterfly was helpless: "This is why I dare not stand next to him."

Wolf Butterfly learned the magic sword of the first evil emperor in the world.

He was ruthless and ungrateful, killing his own sons and daughters. After the First Evil Emperor created the magic sword, he was unable to control the evil nature of the sword technique and accidentally killed his own son.

After Nie Feng learned how to use the magic sword, he almost killed Di Er Meng.

Only by reaching the level of Demon Heart Crossing can one control the Demon Sword.

But of course Wolf Butterfly couldn't do that.

If you can't do it, don't do it. You can still gain the power of the magic sword by becoming a slave of the magic sword.

The abyss of depravity also opens up a promising future.

The sound of the drums could not disturb the wolf butterfly, and the long-nosed elephant gods were no match for him alone, and they fought and retreated. The big-bellied gods slapped their bellies desperately.

The sound of drums not only disturbs people's hearts, but also condenses into substance, transforming into invisible sound blades, breaking through the wind and hitting the wolf butterflies with hundreds of blades.

Wolf Butterfly swung his sword across, breaking a few sonic blades. He ignored the sonic blades that would not cause fatal injuries, allowing them to scratch him. He still thrust the sword into the abdomen of the long-nosed elephant gods and slashed downward with force.

He chopped the pelvis of the long-nosed elephant gods into pieces and opened a large hole in their lower abdomen, but no intestines, internal organs or other debris fell out of the wound. Instead, a large amount of spiritual energy and the turbid current that the long-nosed elephant had just ejected flowed out from the gap in his lower abdomen.

The eight million gods of Japanese Shintoism are not real living beings, and certainly do not have what a real physical body should have.

The long-nosed elephant covered the wound to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out.

"This guy seems to be alone."

"Majin Eita is just as ruthless and heartless, just as fierce and cruel."