I, the young onmyoji

But Chang Ran caught the opponent's turning force, grabbed the clothes behind his back, and was turned around and brought up. When he was brought up, he also pulled out four arrows on the ground.

While being rotated, two more arrows were inserted.

'Minci', who still didn't catch Chang Ran after turning around, was obviously a little angry.

Feeling the clothes on his back being grabbed, 'Minci' moved his hands directly behind him, trying to grab Chang Ran's arm.

But Changran naturally discovered this, let go of his hand, lowered his body and moved to the side of 'Minci'. At the same time, he started to insert the remaining two swords directly into the soil.

In this way, the formation is ready to be completed.

With a sweeping kick, Minci was put down on the ground, and then he immediately got up and jumped back to distance himself.

The light of spiritual power between the five arrows lit up, and the five-pointed star appeared, and then turned into a chain of spiritual power, binding 'Minci'.

"Damn, what is this!"

The restrained 'Minci' shouted angrily towards Chang Ran.

"This is the power of the spiritual veins you want to use. You can't break away."

Changran made a seal with one hand and chanted loudly.

"I pray to the Dragon God of Kifune in my name! Spirit of gold! Spirit of wood! Spirit of water! Spirit of fire! Spirit of earth! Spirit of the five stars! Retreat the thousand ghosts! Eliminate the disaster! Urgent Urgent as a rule!"

Different from the last time in Dajiang Mountain, Lingfeng is the territory of Gaolong God, so you must pray to Gaolong God.

In the five-pointed star, a blue light lit up and turned into a beam of light and rushed towards the sky.

"Wow--!"

Receiving a powerful spiritual impact, 'Minci' was extremely painful. This impact did no harm to the human body, but the damage to the resentful spirit attached to Minci was enough.

"In this way, let's wait for you to be slowly forced out of the body by this burst of spiritual power!"

Everything that needs to be done has been done, and all that's left to do is to wait for the resentful spirit to be slowly rushed out of Minci's body by the burst of spiritual power.

The head had been detached, and Chang Ran could clearly see the other person's face. He was a middle-aged man with a beard. He must have been miserable when he died. His hair was messy and his face was covered with scars.

"Are you an official who died due to political failure? This is the consequence you should think about."

Turn around and stop looking at the other person, because it won't be long before he is completely separated from the impact and dissipated in this burst of spiritual power.

But when Changran turned around and looked in the direction of Heian Jing, he discovered something strange.

Many bright spots appeared in the sky of Heianjing. Although it was difficult to spot during the day, Chang Ran, who had enhanced vision with spiritual power, could still see some purple bright spots.

"What is that?"

If it's just one or two, then it's nothing, but there are too many bright spots. They are all over Heian-kyo, and they are still increasing. This is a problem.

Someone must be casting some kind of spell to cause this.

Chang Ran couldn't help but think of what kind of spell Minci was performing before he came.

He turned his head and looked at the resentful spirit, whose upper body had been completely detached from the impact of spiritual power.

"You guy, have you done anything before?"

The question was not answered, because the other party had been shocked by the spiritual power and lost the ability to speak. He just kept wailing. When his whole body was separated, that is when he disappeared.

"Can't you speak anymore?"

Unable to get an answer, Chang Ran turned his head and continued to stare at the purple spots of light over Pianjing, trying to see clearly what they were, or what caused this situation.

"However, if it wasn't this guy who did it, then it should be the onmyoji from outside. He's really bold. He actually did such an act in broad daylight. Aren't you afraid of being implicated too much?"

But when I think about it, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong. Since I want to do harm to Heianjing, it's normal to involve ordinary people.

But this is in Heianjing, and Seimei is in charge there, so I'm afraid there won't be any trouble...

Chang Ran, who was thinking this way, noticed that the floating purple light spots began to float toward Lingfeng.

"What's going on? Why are you here? Is it because of this guy's previous technique?"

Chang Ran took out a few talismans from his sleeves and prepared to continue fighting.

As the light got closer, Changran could see clearly what those lights were.

But after seeing it clearly, Changran was surprised.

Because those bright spots are all people, but they can no longer be called human beings, they should be said to be undead!

Those are the souls of the dead people underground in Heianjing, but now they appear in such numbers in the sky.

"Are you kidding me? Is that guy's onmyoji so powerful? Can he summon all the undead souls under Heian Jing?"

Even with the help of the spiritual power of the spiritual veins, it is not possible to summon so many. This is already the level of the Great Onmyoji. More importantly, does Fujiwara Toshiji know this level of Onmyoji?

A large number of undead flew closer and closer, and after arriving at Lingfeng, they immediately began to pounce on Changran.

"I sincerely invite you! Come to the gods and real people! Bind the ghosts and subjugate evil! Eliminate hundreds of ghosts! Be as urgent as the law!"

Throwing out all the spiritual talismans in his hand, they turned into a large number of spiritual blades and spread them into the air, harvesting dozens of dead souls in one go.

But there were too many dead souls, several times more than the number of miscellaneous fish monsters that followed Qiongqi to surround Changran.

Simply, Changran gave up using the magic talisman and directly drew out his double swords.

After chanting in a low voice, a blue light glowed on the blade. He looked up at the undead descending from the sky and rushed towards him, Chang Ran was ready to cut the grass.

But a red whirlwind appeared first before Chang Ran could take action, harvesting a bunch of undead spirits in the sky.

The red whirlwind harvested one piece after another, and finally returned to the direction behind Changran.

Surprised, Changran turned his head and saw a black hole, which was open in the air. There was a complaining voice coming from the hole.

"Really, who brought these guys to this world? Don't you know we are already busy enough with extraditing them every day?"

The blood-red sickle is the true face of the red whirlwind just now, and the person holding it is a man wearing dark clothes, a black gauze hat, and a red hemp rope behind his back.

"Really, who brought these guys to this world? Don't you know we are already busy enough with extraditing them every day?"

"Brother, instead of complaining like this, why not hurry up and clear out those undead souls? The number found this time is much greater than that of decades ago."

Behind this black guy is a man wearing white clothes. Like the black guy, there are some red embellishments, but unlike the black guy, what he holds in his hand is not a sickle, but a white flag-like flag. exist.

What the two of them have in common is probably that they both have red things on their bodies. If you look closely, you will find that those red things are undead.

"cut!"

The black guy was a little unhappy at being told that. He looked up at the sky and looked at the floating undead.

"Go back to me!"

Holding the sickle in both hands, he swept it across the sky, a red light flashed, and all the dead souls on a plane were cleared away in an instant.

The white guy also raised his hand and planted the flag on the ground. Then suddenly some black and red arms appeared in the ground and rose to the sky, pulling the undead into the ground one by one.

The large number of undead souls that originally took Changran a lot of time to clear were quickly and easily cleared by these two people.

"Ghost?"

Chang Ran, who was dumbfounded as he watched the two show off, then remembered their identities.

The identities of the two, if Chang Ran guessed correctly, must be the ghosts of the underworld.

"Ok?"

The black ghost finally noticed Chang Ran who had been watching from the side.

"Onmyoji?"

"Yes."

The number of resentful spirits struck by the spiritual pulse were almost there, and two ghosts appeared here to help harvest the undead spirits. It was almost done, so Chang Ran put away his double swords.

"Except for Abe Seimei, you are the second Onmyoji we have encountered."

Putting the sickle on his shoulder, the black ghost tilted his head and looked at Changran.

"You are even younger than the Qingming we met back then."

"Old man? Do you know the old man?"

Changran was a little surprised.

"Old man?"

"Ah, I mean Abe Seimei, he is grandpa, I just call him old man."

Changran quickly explained.

"Abe Seimei's grandson?"

The black ghost was surprised.

Carrying the sickle, he stared at Changran's face, looking left and right.

"Indeed, they look a bit alike."

But the white ghost behind him immediately dismantled his stage.

"Brother, stop pretending. It's been decades, and it's as if you still remember Qingming's appearance back then."

"Forehead..."

The black ghost was embarrassed and turned to look at the white ghost.

"I said, brother, do you want to undermine me like this..."

"Although I'm not sure whether he is the grandson of Abe Seimei, but I have the impression that the bow belongs to the guy named Minamoto Boya."

"I have an impression of this too."

"But now is not the time to worry about this. Instead of pretending here, it is better to go and get rid of all the undead over there as soon as possible."

The white ghost didn't pay attention to the black ghost, and just pointed at Ping'an Jing in the distance of Lingfeng. There were still a large number of dead spirits floating in the air, and some were floating towards here.

"Yeah yeah."

He pulled the sickle off his shoulder and turned it twice in his hand.

"Seimei's grandson, and also Yuan Boya's bow. Although it is rare to meet people related to acquaintances, but now when we are not gossiping, so many dead souls were summoned this time, alarming Lord Yama, and also It would be really big trouble for God Gaolong to come to Hades to find us in person."

"It must be resolved quickly."

"Was Gao Long Shen also alarmed... That's right, this is her spiritual peak after all."

Changran said, summoning a cloud and jumping on it.

"The summoned dead spirit belongs to Heian Jing. Do you need me to take you on a ride?"

"Hey? This thing is interesting."

Guijihei chuckled lightly and jumped onto the clouds without any ceremony. Guijibai also jumped up.

"We're welcome."

"Then, sit down."

The dark clouds carried the three people and flew towards Heian Kyo.

All the undead souls that came along the way were ruthlessly harvested by the sickle thrown by Gui Jihei.

The red sickle that was thrown casually spun in the air and turned into a red whirlwind. It circled back and forth several times, harvesting a large number of undead souls, then flew back to Gui Jihei's hand, and then threw it out again, like this round after round. , Don’t be too relaxed at all.

It seems that Changran also wants to have a large-scale AOE skill. Even if the attack is lower, it can at least clear out the miscellaneous soldiers.

At present, what Changran knows and is good at are basically single targets, and there is no powerful AOE. If purifying demonic energy counts as AOE...

"That's enough. The one below seems to be the caster."

"Huh? Are you here?"

When flying over a ruined building, Changran was surprised by Guijibai's sudden opening, and then quickly slowed down and began to descend.

This is a deserted area near Kujo Avenue, on the edge of Heian Kyo. Unexpectedly, someone is casting a spell here. It must be the foreign onmyoji that Seimei mentioned.

After descending to a certain height, Changran saw two people below. One was a young Qingming, whose soul seemed to be out of body, while the other was a girl wearing a bamboo hat who looked familiar.

"Old man!"

"Changran?"

Landing on the roof, Changran jumped directly from the dark clouds and landed next to Qingming.