Huan Wuqing looked at Zhao An and stopped talking.

However, the Onmyoji Makura Mountain in that day said in a cold tone. He looked at him and said, "Since Wuqingjun distrusts my strength, otherwise we will fight and fight on the cliff on the top of the mountain. How about the battle? See if my Onmyoji is really not in your eyes? I know that the masters and masters of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult are as powerful as their attitude."

This is the competition proposed by Macangshan!

After all, his family is also the Onmyoji family with a very long history in Japan. As a direct descendant, Makura Mountain also has its own pride.

This time Zhao An asked him to cooperate with him. If another partner looked down on him, the action might not go smoothly.

And for supernatural people like them, whoever has the power to speak with big fists is strong!

So when Zhao Yin was silent when he heard Macangshan’s request.

The Divine Shadow Guard Mingwei was about to be the master craftsman in the camp laughed.

"Okay, okay! Since that's the case, I will see how much you are in the supernatural world of Japan and the other world. Is it worthy of our Gods and Sects working with you? Let's take action, and we will fight here."

Click!

Macangshan suddenly closed the folding fan in his hand, and his whole body exuded a compelling momentum.

He pointed his right hand.

The female geisha paper man Shikigami flew towards Huan Wuqing, and was as fast as an offline arrow.

Shikigami is one of the most signature spell types in Japanese Onmyoji...

"Hmph! A trick of the devil."

He snorted coldly and shook his wide black sleeves.

Hula!

A blood-red sleeve shadow appeared out of thin air, like fog and wind. In the sky, it rushed towards the Shikigami who looked like a geisha.

It did not dodge or dodge, and the pair of red eyes drawn with cinnabar actually burst out two long red lights, shooting towards the merciless blood-colored sleeve shadow!

Puff puff puff...

It sounded like the sound of ice and snow burning by the fire.

The two red lights collided and immediately fought each other, causing strong winds to whistle around. The green moist moss, lichens and other plants attached to the rocks were blown away.

Standing on the edge of the rock, the great craftsman of the camp, Huan Wurong, was wearing a black robe and whistling in the wind. But his feet were as stable as Mount Tai and motionless.

"Since you still have to stand on the edge of the cliff with self-righteousness, don't blame me if you fall down!"

Makurashan looked ferocious, and Shikigami controlled the Shikigami to rush towards Huan Wuqing...

It seemed that the distance was very close. He suddenly opened his mouth and spit out something like a small capsule.

As soon as he left his mouth, he immediately burst out with a slight explosion, and a large net appeared in the white smoke. It was like a bird catching, and it sprinkled towards the oncoming Shikigami in a fan shape.

The disposable items summoned by the paper man Shikigami Keming Paper Master are different, and they seem to have relatively complete self-wisdom!

When I saw the Internet calling me, I even made a woman's roar and quickly stepped back.

And during the dodging process, he did not forget to launch a counterattack, and kicked his legs in the air for several consecutive times. Several narrow and long transparent wind blades appeared and killed them.

Huan Wuqing just raised his hand and directly placed his arm in front of him, resisting Shikigami's wind blade!

Sharp and clang...

A sound of sharp tools cutting and cutting on metal sounded.

It turned out that this guy had already turned one of his arms into steel. Not to mention the attack of spells and spiritual power, even the hot weapon machine guns may not be able to be broken!

After directly blocking Shikigami Blade with his right arm with his steel, he clenched his fists and waved it into the air.

Boom!

Suddenly, a large amount of white smoke ejected from his steel fist, condensed into a white fist the size of a millstone, hitting the Shikigami who was still retreating...

Bang!

This time, the other party did not dodge.

She was beaten back by Huan Wuqing, and even made a sound of paper tearing and breaking. Some fine spider-web-like cracks appeared on Shikigami's body...

"Ryoji!"

Macangshan's expression changed and he shouted with concern.

It turns out that this Shikigami has a name, called Liang Ji.

The Shikigami's face, which was clearly drawn with paper pen, had a change in expression after being hit by a punch, and she looked a little angry.

I have to say that the Onmyoji Shikigami technique in this country is indeed some tricks.

"Okay, okay! Huan Wuqing, you forced me."

Macangshan fired a real fire and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

The folding fan on his palm had been put into the wide sleeves, his hands were closed, and his ten fingers quickly formed seals. His body exuded a mysterious aura.

At the same time, Shikigami Liang Ji in the sky seemed to be integrated with Makura Mountain in its dark aura.

He also made the same move with both hands in the air.

Then, at the same time, he spoke a Japanese mantra. If translated into Chinese, it would be...

"Six-Rare Light Prison!"

Buzz!!!

A tremor sounded in the void.

I saw a silver-white round halo appeared on the surface of the huge rock extending from the top of the mountain in front. Among the halo, there was a huge hexagram pattern.

The center of the hexagram and the halo is exactly where Huan Wuqing stands at his feet.

Countless silver silk threads grew out like vines. The speed was astonishingly fast. In less than half a second, Huan Wuqing's whole body was wrapped firmly.

It's like a mummy!

And there were several things like light columns that stuck his body from different directions, making it unable to move.

"Onmyoji of our Japanese country is not just a shikigami."

Looking at Huan Wuqing, who seemed to have lost his combat power, Makurashan sneered continuously.

Zhao An next to him was a little surprised to see this scene.

He was clear about Macangshan's strength.

As the next heir designated by the Makang family, of course it is not weak, which is approximately equivalent to the mid-stage of the Four Literatures in the Chinese Taoist system. It can be called a very powerful man in the supernatural world.

But...Is it possible that the "Tians Cult" who is known as the dark side of Chinese civilization, the only one who is the master of the camp is the only one who is the camp?

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from the merciless mouth wrapped in white mummy.

"Hahaha! Not bad, the spell strength of the boy from the Japanese Makura family is still a bit noticeable. He can actually bind the first form of the craftsman and is qualified to participate in this cooperation. Perhaps, even Zhao An, you don't know what the power you have in chances represents! Only my God Sect is worthy of having and understanding."

Huan Wuqing was not depressed or depressed at all, and his tone was still very arrogant.

It’s like a noble person who is reluctant to recognize a person who is still very powerful. The first update! At the same time, I recommend a friend’s book, “Mr. Yin and Yang: Hundred Ghosts” If you have friends who are short of books, you can go and read it)
Chapter completed!