I am a god in Tokyo

The Onmyoji stood upright, his hunting clothes tumbling in the wind, making the sound of hunting.

He looked at the fighter plane in the distance, and a pleasant and malicious smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, making his unparalleled handsome appearance full of indescribable strangeness.

"The play is over, it's time to leave."

Ampere Qingming's sleeves fluttered and she turned to leave.

In the next second,

With it as the center, a red divine light rises and connects with each other, as if someone is holding a pen and drawing an array in the air.

The formation map unfolded, blocking the Quartet.

The smile on Ampere Qingming's face slowly disappeared, and she looked up with a serious expression.

Outside the formation, Uehara Satoru is holding a judge's pen, with a god seal on his head, a white mask on his face, and a star god costume.

"Finally caught you."

Uehara Satoru had long expected that the person behind Miyano Akira's mutation, the existence behind the Tokyo monster, would act at this critical moment.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Chapter 140 Eight Magical Treasure Embryo Dreamland Tree

Above Qingming, the wind is piercing.

In the array, Ampere Qingming's pupils shrank slightly, and suspicion arose.

'28 nights, Jing Muyan! '

As early as when I peeped at the futile actions of psykers, I have seen Iki Yan repeatedly interfered with the plan and cut my shikigami.

I wanted to find an opportunity to uproot this annoying organization.

But did not expect,

Unexpectedly, I thought I was a oriole, but I had already become a praying mantis in the eyes of others!

Ampere Seimei stood in the formation, thinking quickly.

"I don't understand what you mean?" Onmyoji's sleeve robe was billowing in the wind, with a gentle smile on his unparalleled handsome face, which can make anyone feel good about him when they meet for the first time.

"I'm just a passing onmyoji."

Boo!

The sound of foam bursting sounded from high above.

At some point, a gray-black talisman flew out quietly, but when it got close to the edge of the formation, it exploded suddenly.

Ampere Seimei's expression didn't change at all, and he was still smiling, as if the talisman had nothing to do with him.

It's just that there is fear in the bottom of his eyes.

This formation that besieged him couldn't even break through the talismans?

'Able to fly high in the sky, and can also set up a formation to trap me...When will such a human appear in Edo? '

He changed his mind, trying to delay the time and find a way to break the formation.

But before he could speak,

Jing Muyan, who was hanging outside the formation, held the brush in his hand without saying a word, and pointed at him.

There is no time to be astonished,

But the illusory writing brush suddenly expanded in his eyes, and its tip was like an overturned mountain, carrying the cycle of life and death, and the terrifying connotation of extinction of all things, which gripped his mind in an instant.

At the critical juncture, Ampere Seimei's smile disappeared, and his robes vibrated.

Like the sound of a bird flapping its wings, it came from the sleeves, and nearly infinite talismans rushed out, layer upon layer blocking in front of him.

The judge's strokes are like a broken bamboo, piercing through the talisman, and he flicked it again.

It was a series of explosions.

"The wind is coming!"

During the explosion, Uehara Satoru was unmoved, and just waved away the gushing black smoke.

In the formation, Ampere Qingming was extremely embarrassed.

His hunting clothes were also damaged in the talisman explosion, the black hat was nowhere to be found, and the long hair tied in it danced wildly in the wind.

Swinging in mid-air, those talisman papers that had dissipated their spiritual power fell to the ground like raindrops, among which were mixed weird paper figurines.

just one confrontation,

The talismans and shikigami refined by Ampere Seimei were emptied.

"Who exactly are you?"

The onmyoji, who had lost his demeanor, gritted his teeth.

It is impossible for human psykers to exist such a strong person, even if it is the so-called limit!

Facing his exasperated questioning,

Uehara Satoru mobilized his divine power, the golden seal glowed brilliantly, and the judge's pen in his hand became more solid and thick, and he attacked with all his strength.

This is not the Setagaya district, and the strength will drop sharply if it is separated from the jurisdiction of the gods.

Without the support of the jurisdiction, Uehara Wu's strength is only slightly higher than that of Ape Seimei, but he does not waver. He first sets up the formation to win the ground, and then attacks with all his strength when Ape Seimei is unprepared.

In the first confrontation, they directly bludgeoned their faces.

Who will play what probing offense with you?

Ampere Seimei also felt aggrieved,

Without the talisman, the shikigami's support, and the exploding spiritual power of the talisman, his strength also declined rapidly. He could barely deal with an enemy in his prime, let alone the half-disabled state at this time?

Facing the judge's pen attacking again,

The Onmyoji gritted his teeth and made seals with his hands. A shadow suddenly appeared behind him, bypassing the judge's pen and charging towards Uehara Wu.

Uehara Wushen's eyes were slightly opened, and he could see the true nature of the shadow.

It was forcibly assembled from a variety of different lives, without any aesthetic feeling, and it was an exceptionally weird colossal monster.

On top of the monster's head, there was a half-naked woman with blood and tears in her eyes, her lower body fused with the monster, screaming painfully and shrill enough to rupture eardrums.

Facing menacing shadow monsters,

The golden seal floating above Uehara Satoru's head suddenly jumped out, and it grew against the wind, crashing on the monster's body.

"town!"

The giant seal hangs in the air, suppressing the monsters in the void.

The shadow monster couldn't move, it just felt like a mountain was pressing on it, so it could only let out a mournful and furious roar, which spread in the night sky.

The Judge's pen did not stop, approaching the desperate Onmyoji.

"I am willing to serve you as Lord!"

The tip of the pen was dilated in the pupils of the eyes, fear appeared in the depths of the soul, and Ampere Qingming suddenly screamed.

"I am An Pei Qingming, an onmyoji. I know the hidden secrets. As long as you can let me go, I am willing to be your servant!"

At the juncture,

The judge's pen hangs between his brows.

"Ampei Seimei?"

Uehara Satoru's tone was cold.

"Who was the samurai who appeared last time?"

warrior?

An Pei Qingming understood, and scolded Miyamoto Musashi in his heart, but replied in a low voice: "That is Miyamoto Musashi, who belongs to the same demon as me."

Uehara Wu's eyebrows moved slightly, and the judge's pen flicked suddenly.

In the void, there was an invisible shock.

Ampere Qingming's face suddenly turned pale. It was unbelievable that the soul he had split quietly was wiped out.

"The same method won't work for me a second time!"

Uehara Satoru stretched out his hand and shook it slightly.

At the node of the formation, the divine power is transformed, and the blue fire rises and spreads rapidly.

"Whether it's soul or body, I won't let you have any chance to regenerate!"

After the goblin samurai thing,

Uehara Satoru had long been on guard against the monster's ability to regenerate.

Arranged with divine fire,

No matter how powerful and weird his regenerative ability is, it will be refined by the divine fire. Even the grotesque concept of immortality cannot get rid of the divine fire. Uehara Wu believes that demons have the means to get rid of the divine fire.

Let alone through soul regeneration,

Uehara Satoru of the priestly judge, if he can't even discover the soul, then there is no need for this judge!

"Can you see spirits?"

Ampere Qingming looked dazed.

Uehara Satoru didn't answer, and the tip of the judge's pen ignited a quiet flame, and pointed at the helpless onmyoji.

"do not want!"

The shadow monster suppressed by the seal of the gods uttered a sharp and painful cry.

The shadow monster, at the cost of most of its body and strength, stretched the god seal away, and the half-naked woman in pain crawled out covered in blood, begging Uehara Satoru.

"Please spare Qingming, he was not such a person in the past."

Uehara Satoru was unmoved, and the judge's pen pierced the Onmyoji's chest.

The divine fire spread, burning Ampere Seimei's soul and body, and the Onmyoji turned into a torch, wailing in pain.

"Seimei!"

The half-naked woman screamed, and rushed forward, hugging Ampere Qingming.

The flames also spread to her body.

The woman raised her head and let out a painful fox cry. Following the engulfing of the divine fire, she revealed her real body. It was a white fox with many scars and severed limbs and eyes.

Ampei Qingming, who was howling in pain, was suddenly taken aback, looking at the white fox rolling and screaming in the firelight.

He reached out and pulled the white fox into his arms.

The white fox stopped barking, but nestled in his arms, and Ampere Qingming sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

During the tempering of the divine fire, one person and one fox gradually merged, and then the soul appeared.

The soul that emerges from Ampere Qingming's body is unusually huge, but it has weird incompleteness, as if an arm and a leg have been torn off from the soul, such a weird and twisted, completely inhuman soul, in his arms Holding a pure white and beautiful demon fox.

Their souls were quickly dyed with ghostly flames, and then covered their bodies.

Ampei Qingming's weird and huge soul softened in the flames, as if peeling off layers of shells, and what finally appeared was the soul of a handsome onmyoji in hunting clothes and a black hat.

The onmyoji slowly opened his eyes, looked at the flames on his body, and smiled without any malice.

He raised his head and opened his mouth silently to Uehara Satoru.

'thanks. '

The divine fire went out.

In the original place, there was only a piece of unpretentious, gray cloth roll like a cloud and fog.

Uehara Satoru waved slightly, put the cloth into his palm, and with a slight movement of his mind, the divine seal that suppressed the shadow monster returned to his side.

The shadow monster that lost its master did not go mad, but turned into a dry gray stone. Before it fell from a high altitude, it was blown by the strong wind and scattered into endless fine dust.