Opening, a Star Cup

Snapped!

Tian Congyun spun a few times in the air and suddenly landed on the ground.

The captains stared blankly at the scene in front of them for a long time, unable to recover.

Those ordinary people in front of the screen took down their arms that were blocking their eyes, the light just now... was too dazzling and the colors were distinct!

The white is boundless and innocent, and the black swallows all the brilliance like a black hole.

When they pulled away the arms covering their eyes, their eyes widened when they saw the scene in front of them, as if they were at a loss.

"Sky!"

"There's still sunshine!?"

The one hundred and fiftieth chapter is the opposite number to seven hundred and seventy-seven!

Close your eyelids, even so... that scene seems to be vivid in your mind.

Even through the screen, you can still feel the dazzling sunlight still hurting your eyes.

Finally, the colorless silent world resumed its noise...

"...Ah! Fa... what happened? Just—"

"Abe Seimei! Wait, where did Abe Seimei go!"

"It's gone... that great Onmyoji... and that nine-headed monster!"

"Could it be dead already?! In the attack just now... God, this can't be my hallucination! Or is it true—"

……

The ending is so fast that people can't react.

Abe Seimei, who was obviously extremely rampant and powerful just a moment ago, turned out to be killed by Okita Souji just now.

"When did my wife become so strong?"

"Always strong... Also, that's my wife! Get the hell out of me!"

A new round of wives competition has begun, everyone draw their swords!

"Ne, that Nue was actually killed?!"

"My master of ghosts! Lord of the night! No... I don't believe it, how could he be killed by a little girl!"

"Master Seimei's aura has really disappeared!"

At this time, in Kyoto...

The monsters raging in the air were also panicking and discussing in fear.

On the top of the mountain, a group of captains were lying on the ground.

In the center of the battlefield was a red and black girl wrapped in a red scarf.

Still holding the image of the big sword

Yuyihu, who was kneeling on the ground with serious injuries, felt the dazzling sunlight and raised his head to look at the girl in a daze.

The head of the Demon God, who is bathed in the sun, looks like a real god at this moment.

"Devil God... Chief?" Yuyihu slightly lowered his head and closed his eyes.

The cold, weak body is bathed in the sun, and it is warm in a different way.

Obviously she should be a person of pure darkness and pitch-blackness, but she is actually somewhat immersed in this warm feeling.

'But didn't you say it was the Demon God Sang's light before--in the end it turned into a very powerful looking light? There was a trace of helplessness and slight loss on Yuyihu's face.

At this time, she looked more like the original Yamabuki Otome.

'The person who succeeded in revenge is not a concubine after all! '

Just when everyone was sinking into this myth that was enough to be eulogized...

For the last demon king, it ended like this, when he was stunned by the understanding of Okita Souji, who didn't look so conspicuous in the previous battle

A mocking voice from an unexpectedly familiar man sounded inappropriately.

"Heroic spirits—they really have immeasurable power! No matter how weak a heroic spirit is, it is possible to possess an unimaginably powerful treasure! There is not even a scum left... What a terrifying light cannon! Saber is a group of monsters ?!"

tread! !

He was dressed in a forgiving yin and yang robe, with eyes painted on his hands.

When the man stepped on the ground and appeared on the top of the mountain, everyone was terrified.

"Lu... Lu House..."

"It's Master Daoman!"

"How is it possible—! He was sent to hell by Abe Seimei!" Countless people in front of the screen exclaimed with tingling scalp.

They saw with their own eyes that Seimei, who had been disguised by Ashiya Doman before, fell into the magma at the gate of hell.

how come!