I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

Ashiya Michoman was not angry, and he was not even a little surprised. Su Nuo's wish to see him in a rage was in vain.

Compared with the anger he received from Tsuchimikado Seimei, Su Nuo's provocation against Ashiya Michiman is nothing more than an ups and downs worth mentioning.

Great Onmyoji, not only Seimei Tsuchimikado's rank as a demon extermination master, but after thousands of years, Seimei can also show Qingming's ability to draw hatred.

Besides, if the two-faced Nuo is not arrogant, self-respecting, and arrogant enough, how can it be called a "terrible disaster".

"Then let me learn from you what kind of demeanor the two-faced Su Nuo, who stirred up the world's turmoil back then, was."

Su Nuo made seals with his hands and decided to take this opportunity to teach the new generation of magicians what real magic is.

"Field Expansion · Fumo Royal Cook."

"Field Expansion Hell Mandala."

Conflicts between realms start quickly and end faster.

The two sides were close at the touch of a button, and the winner was determined in an instant, but on the surface it looked like a draw.

"Tsk, I missed it."

Su Nuo muttered unhappily.

Although he had already taken a high look at Ashiya Michio, he did not expect that the other party would hide it so deeply.

"This guy exploded with all his strength, almost as strong as my sixteen or seven fingers. Human beings are really talented."

Ashiya Doman is very satisfied with Su Nuo's strength, and Su Nuo with ten fingers is enough to complete his plan.

After the cooperation between the two ends, Yi Su Nuo's arrogant character will soon become known to everyone in Japan, helping to divert his attention.

"Okay, if you want to bother me with anything, just tell me quickly."

Su Nuo said angrily, but his attitude softened slightly.

At the very least, he regards Ashiya Doman as an existence that can treat each other as equals.

"I would like to trouble you to sit in the demon country for a period of time. This demon country once had three top demon kings, and now two of them are dead."

"Two of them died? How did they die? What about the remaining one?" Su Nuo asked.

"The Clepsy Pot Demon King and the Huayu Demon King died fighting with the other. As for the Tuogen Demon King, he went out and did not return, but he will soon be back."

"Oh? So, I just need to wait for the remaining demon king to come back?"

"No, Tuo Gen can handle it as you please."

Of course, Ashiya Michimitsu couldn't let Su Nuo go so easily. With such a good quality target, he would feel sorry for himself if he didn't make good use of it.

"I will not hide it from you, this demon country will be used as a sacrifice to complete another contract, the contract with the gods."

Suddenly, Su Nuo's interest increased greatly.

"Gods? You can actually involve the gods. Aren't those guys hiding in the kingdom of God long ago and not living in the ordinary world?"

Back then, when he was raging everywhere in Dongpu like a natural disaster, he didn't meet any gods who stood up to stop him.

On the contrary, countless priests were killed.

Especially the witches who serve the gods piously are one of Su Nuo's favorite prey, and they will play with them every time they catch them.

"It's the gods who were expelled from Gaotianyuan back then. Before that, they had been huddled in Huangquan Biliangzaka, and they only dared to show their heads in recent years."

Ashiya Michiman explained, with mockery and disdain flashing in his eyes.

Recalling the prodigal goddess named Tianyu, he only felt amused by those gods who put on airs.

In the final analysis, they who were expelled from Gao Tianyuan were nothing more than a group of wild gods, a group of mobs, and a group of bereaved dogs.

"Interesting, it's so interesting, this era! I don't know what it would be like to kill the gods? Especially those goddesses."

Su Nuo's bright red eyes were glowing with blood, and the muscles in his arms were tense and bulging. He looked murderous and seemed eager to try.

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities."

Ashiya Michimi comforted him, and he looked at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

"In this era, there is no shortage of ghosts, monsters, ghosts, and naturally there is no shortage of strong people. Absolutely, it will make you happy."

…………

Early morning, on the edge of the nameless woodland.

The old man of the mountain was meditating silently, and beside him stood the Westbound Demon who was still in the transformation state.

The Westbound Demon exudes a faint purple-black light, and the branches and cherry blossoms all exude an ethereal aura, with a restrained charm.

There was a sound of 'rustling', and Youyouzi, who woke up, slid down holding the tree trunk, yawning and stretching his waist.

"Good morning, Grandpa."

"Good morning, Yuyuko."

The old man of the mountain slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the energetic girl with a benevolent expression.

"Grandpa, hasn't the transformation of the Westward Demon ended yet? It's been almost ten days."

After putting down a pair of raised arms, Yuyuko turned around and looked at the big cherry blossom tree behind her, her expression collapsed.

"Hurry up, Youyouzi. Actually, it's time for you to wake up."

As soon as the old man of the mountain finished speaking, before Youyouzi could ask, Xi Xing Yao suddenly trembled greatly.

The flourishing cherry blossoms fell from the treetops, and a dazzling purple light burst out.

It was as if an incredible treasure of heaven, material and earth was born, making a huge commotion, and turning the floating clouds in the sky into a translucent purple.

Chapter 5 Thirty

The light comes and goes quickly.

Not long after, the purple brilliance receded like a tide.

It was all absorbed back into the body by the Westward Demon, and a faint breath of life came out from the heart of the tree.

"Boom—!"

The purple radiance shrinks and expands into a light cluster, making a beating sound like a beating heart.

There are also colorful variegated colors emerging on the light cluster, among which brown, green, and black are the most conspicuous.

It was Xixing Yao who absorbed the power from Yong Ye, Clepsy Pot and Hua Yu during this time.

Under the mobilization of Xixing Yao's consciousness, using the heart tree of his own body as the core, the force absorbed and transformed by him was barely absorbed and transformed into a big sword.

The power of the earth of the clepsydra is used as gold and iron, the power of the forest of Hua Yu is used as the handle, and the shape is forged and shaped by the dark flames.

Use the power of eternal night to quench the fire, the power of plague to enchant, and the power of darkness to strike.

The sky was clear and clear, and thick dark clouds gathered and formed in a short period of time.

The jumping thunder leaped in the clouds, like a golden snake dancing wildly, and its target was firmly locked on the body of Xixing Yao.

The evildoer is born, and the power of heaven is like a prison.

The heaven and the earth are filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, slaying demons and thunders, ready to go, just about to move.

"grandfather……"

Looking at the sky of lightning and thunder, Youyouzi leaned uncomfortably behind the old man of the mountain, feeling a sense of fear in his heart.

The old man of the mountain patted the girl on the shoulder to express comfort, and looked at the dancing thunder with his eyes, neither happy nor sad.

"Don't worry, Youyouzi. The old man is still a bit thin-faced, this thunder calamity will not embarrass Xixing Yao in the slightest."

The dark clouds slowly spiraled into a vortex, and the majestic thunder power gathered in the center.

Facing the gaze of the old man on the mountain, Jieyun, which was turning like a millstone, froze slightly, and then returned to normal.

When the purple light of Xixing Yao condensed, a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket slammed down on its head, and was drawn towards it at a high speed.

Thunder didn't even need a second to go from the sky to the ground.

But when Lei Ting came to Xixing Yao, [-]% of his power was concentrated on the great sword cast on the light ball.

Using Thunder as a forging hammer, bang bang bang to smash out the power impurities in this accompanying treasure.

The remaining [-]% ​​of the power of Thunder Tribulation was used to help Xixing Yao purify the new incarnation and improve its aptitude.

In general, the thunder is loud but the rain is light. In order to complete Party A's task, Lei Jie has put in a lot of effort.

Eighty-nine thunderbolts swished, the thunder calamity that completed the task disappeared, and the sky returned to the sunny scene again.

In front of the tall cherry tree, a big purple ball of light lay quietly on the grass, its outer shell shattered densely.

A smooth snow-white lotus root-like arm protruded from it, and an intermittent sound like mountain snow water came from inside.

"You, hello, I, I am, Xixing Yao..."

The glowing purple light sphere shattered.

As the star-like debris scattered and disappeared, a slender and tall girl gradually appeared.

She has a beautiful appearance and regular facial features. At first glance, she is almost similar to Youyuzi of Xixing Temple.

Moth eyebrows, Qiongyao jade nose, lips as rosy as cherries.

The skin is as white as ivory and as crystal clear as jade, like a jade beauty carved from natural jade.

The girl's long hair hung down to her waist, smooth like floating clouds, and had a cherry purple color like the flowers blooming on the branches of the Westbound Demon.

The breeze blew by, flicking the ends of the hair, bringing bursts of cherry blossom-like fragrance.

Different from Yuyuko Xixingji's chubby face that looks like a baby, she has a good melon-shaped face, her cheeks are slightly thinner, but she has a cool temperament like alpine white snow that does not eat human fireworks.

Due to her new birth, the girl held a big sword as dark as the night in her arms, and she didn't have any clothes on her body.

She was simply covered in a thin layer of gray-purple lifelessness, exposing her flawless limbs like the golden ratio indifferently.

The soft and warm sunlight shone on the girl's graceful figure. Under the slender waist that was grasped tightly, the straight and slender jade legs like chopsticks stood gracefully. A pair of bare feet stepped on the grass but was not stained with any mud.

Xixingyou opened her eyes, the violet pupils contained brilliance, reflecting the world in front of her.

Holding the hand of Xixing Yao, Xixingji Youyuko looked at the other party's appearance after transformation.

Her appearance is comparable to hers, she is a head taller than hers, and her figure is more curvy and exquisite than hers.

Looking at Xixing Yao, Yuyuko Xixingji seemed to see herself who had grown up and matured a few years later.

This is simply a mature version of Yuyuko.

It's not like it's impossible, because Xixing Yao's body is roughly made according to Youyuko's appearance.

At most, she would just tinker with the details according to her own ideas.

Anyway, there is no such thing as portrait rights in this era, let alone Xixingyao and Youyouzi don't know so much.

"Nishigyoyou, you have become so beautiful!" Yuyuko praised without hesitation: "It feels like a shrine maiden sister in the shrine, who is so quiet and out of dust, kind and gentle with a little distance, really Great!"

From Yuyuko's point of view, praising Xixingyou now is praising herself.

Yuyuko is not a narcissistic person, but as a girl, it is impossible not to love beauty.

It's a pity that the old man of the mountain and the ghost of the soul are always by her side.

These two people are not only grandparents in age, but also straight men of steel.

In the past, when Yuyuko changed into a new kimono, at most she could only entertain herself in the room in front of the mirror.

It's not that she hasn't tried running around in front of Yaoji and the Weng of the Mountain, but most of the time she would be ignored.

Sometimes luck is good, and it can be exchanged for loving praise from both.

Even so, it was enough for Yuyuko to be happy for several days.

Hearing Youyuko's praise, Xixingyou showed a bright smile on his face, and it was the first time for her to express her emotions so bluntly.

"Okay, Youyouzi. I'll talk about it later if you have anything to say. Now you help Xixing Yao put on his clothes."

The old man of the mountain turned his back to the two, and he consciously chose to avoid suspicion from the moment the light ball began to shatter.

Although he has no sense of shame as a Saigoi who is used to cherry trees, Wang Hassan has to stick to his own principles and bottom line.

Yuyuko Saigyouji took the clothes thrown by the old man of the mountain, and when he shook them off, he saw that it was a black kimono embroidered with the pattern of Bana flowers.

Looking at the clothes held in Yuyuko's hands, Xixingyou frowned slightly, reached out and touched the kimono, feeling a little reluctant.