Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

The white sleeve robe was like a swimming snake in the air, rushed behind Yun Qi, and was excited by the snake-shaped electric current in Ikeda Qingji's palm, making a deafening explosion sound, releasing a dazzling light in the air.

The next second, the white sleeve robe exploded and spread all the way towards Brother Qingfeng's arm, rags flew all over the sky, Senior Brother Qingfeng hurriedly backed away, the two wide sleeve robes were completely blown to pieces, and the snake-shaped current stopped.

Senior Brother Qingfeng breathed a long and calm sigh of relief, and his usually calm gaze was a little undulating when he looked at Ikeda Qingji.

"Mr. Ikeda wants to sneak up on a child, so you really can't take anyone in the Tantric sect lightly."

Yun Qi turned her head and glared at Ikeda Qingji.

"I just said that there is something wrong with this Yamato no Orochi. What secrets are you hiding on it?"

Ikeda Qingsi sneered fiercely, "Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you."

As he spoke, he waved the sword, and a door appeared behind him at some point. The black air lingered inside the door, and the ghost shadows were dense. With the movement of Aoji Ikeda waving the sword, the door became bigger and bigger in midair, and there was a sound coming from inside. Countless voices of crying or laughing.

Then densely packed, false and real ghosts stretched out pale skeleton hands and crawled out from the gate.

Not dozens or hundreds, but tens of thousands.

Yun Qi had seen a similar move on Lu Sen's body before. At that time, a skeleton door appeared behind Lu Sen, almost like the entrance of the devil to the world.

However, Ikeda Qingji and Lu Sen are both Tantric, but the countries are different, so it is normal to have the same moves.

It can even be speculated that this is a kind of spell that the big figures in Tantric Buddhism will use.

Dense ghosts crawled out of the door, like locusts crossing the border, and went straight to Yamato no Orochi.

All the ghosts have pale faces, blue and white intertwined eyeballs, and dull faces. They seem to be controlled, and they flock to Yamato no Orochi willingly.

At this moment, Yamato no Orochi, who had been dazed and motionless, reacted, the fires in the eyeholes were burning, and the eight heads slowly bent down. During this process, carrion kept falling from the body, revealing the white inside of the body. skeleton.

Then the eight heads opened and lay flat on the water, and the ghosts howled and laughed and swarmed into the eight big mouths.

"Sacrifice!"

Yun Qi let out a snarl, her figure suddenly took off, and she threw away the talisman that was held between her fingers just now, and a pure blue longbow appeared in her hand.

Whoosh!
A meteor rushed into the group of ghost shadows, clearing away many ghost shadows in an instant.

But more and more ghosts continued to crawl out of the door.

It's like pressing the pause button and then the screen starts up again, and everyone is thrown into the battle.

Ikeda Qingji manipulated his ten shikigami to charge towards Yunqi together.

Jiaolong, Peacock and the others hurriedly stood in front of Yun Qi, helping her hold back these shikigami.

"Ikeda Seiji!"

Yun Qi jumped over Shikishen, and drew the bowstring full towards the gray bearded old man, her beautiful phoenix eyes were full of anger.

"You actually used the sacrificial spirit to openly resurrect Yamato no Orochi! Your purpose is not to accept it as a shikigami at all!"

With a whoosh sound, the feather arrow whizzed towards the cold wind.

Ikeda Qingji quickly raised his sword to block, although he avoided the feather arrow, he was rushed backward by the air current and fell into the water with a plop.

"Master!" Gong Ming and the others wanted to rush over, but were held back by Jiang Xing, Ji Lingfeng and others.

Everyone has their own opponents, and no one can make a move for the time being.

***
Ikeda Qingji jumped out of the water again with a bang, like a nimble monkey, he landed firmly on a stone, holding a Taidao in his hand, and was about to rush over to chop Yunqi.

I heard a scalp-numbing "hissing sound" from the side, as if thousands of poisonous snakes crawled across the grassland.

Others also heard Yamato no Orochi's voice, followed the prestige, and temporarily stopped fighting.

Yamato no Orochi has eaten enough undead, it will raise its head, its eight heads look down on the earth, the two red flames burning in the eyeholes become more and more vigorous, the rotten parts of the body are quickly healed visible to the naked eye, and the spines are covered with The water plants and fir trees peeled off one after another, and then a layer of milky white fine scales slowly covered the whole body like ice, the broken bones returned to their places, and the rotten flesh grew back.

"This is... come back to life?" Jiang Xing was so shocked that his face turned pale.

"They used undead sacrifices, and Yamato no Orochi came back to life." Ji Lingfeng's face was also very ugly.

On their territory, these Dongying people worshiped their demon gods in a grand manner, and they succeeded.

But this method of using undead sacrifices is obviously a sorcery, which is not tolerated by Taoist orthodoxy.

"Hahaha... In your words, everything is settled. Yamato no Orochi came back to life, and your blocking has no effect."

Ikeda Qingji laughed up to the sky, and the next second, with a bang, he was splashed with water all over his face.

He wiped off the water from his face in confusion, only to see five of the eight heads of the newly reborn Yamato no Orochi slam into the water heavily, splashing huge splashes, and the other three stood upright, but their expressions recovered Dazed and sluggish.

It's not much different from being dead.

"This is...impossible! Yamato no Orochi, you are our snake god, wake up and see the people who have traveled thousands of miles to worship your people..." Ikeda Qingji cried sadly.

"You bastard put this poem to recite!" Yun Qiuce reacted first, and mercilessly mocked him, "It was a dead snake, if it wasn't for its big size, it would have rotted to the bone. You give it Those undead fed, what do you think is a good thing, in today’s words, it is expired food, your pet died, you can feed some expired dog food and cat food, you can live, should you say you are naive or stupid .”

Although Yun Qiuce was invisible in the battle just now, when he needed to talk, he fired with full firepower.

Every sentence poked into Ikeda Qingji's heart.

"Impossible! Undead sacrifice, resurrection from the dead, this is the unique magic of our esoteric sect, what a fart you know!" Ikeda Qingji, with grim features, fought hard, vowing to save the face of the esoteric sect.

Little did they know that Yun Qiuce's talkative skills were not covered up, so he immediately yelled back:

"You know what a fart! If you use lies to weave lies, you can only get bigger lies. If you use dead things to support dead things, the result is a more thorough death. Do you think you are doing arithmetic problems, and you want to get negative and positive! "

Ikeda Qingji was already shrouded in great sadness and disappointment, but he couldn't even utter a word when Yun Qiuce scolded him.

He even faintly felt that what he said was right.

After all, what feeds are some undead, and Yamato no Orochi needs fresh breath of living people.

Ikeda Qingji's cold and quiet eyes began to examine everyone, and finally he lowered his head, his eyes from bottom to top, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, and its cold and quiet eyes locked on Yun Qi.

Yun Qi innocently tilted her head to meet his gaze.

The six-year-old soft and cute little dumpling is a bite-sized snack for Yamato no Orochi, and he is super good at fighting.

Simply the perfect offering.