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Looking at Yungu Baishi who fell to the ground with no upgrades, Ye Chen had a sigh of relief on his face.

Of the four great priests who came to Amaterasu Temple this time, Yun Gu Shiraishi was the weakest.

After the fierce battle with him at Tianyue Mountain, Yungu Baishi's injuries never recovered.

Facing such a domineering magic sword, Yungu Baishi had no power to resist at all.

Wisps of energy and blood poured into the magic sword, and the originally dark magic sword showed a bloody light.

The rich bloody smell spread in all directions.

In the distance, Kitagawa Chunsheng, Kashima Jiyin and others felt the disappearing aura of Yun Gu Shiraishi, and their faces were full of fear. They activated their potential to the extreme and fled frantically into the distance.

"Is this a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"

The whirling shikigami moved and appeared next to the magic sword. Holding the handle of the sword, he swung three swords at Kitagawa Chunsheng and Kashima Jiyin.

Three black blades with blood in them instantly crossed the void and suddenly appeared behind Kitagawa Chunsheng, Kashima Jiyin and others in an unrivaled manner.

The expiration of high-speed movement completely locks their breath.

At this moment, all three of them knew that it was impossible to avoid these three sword auras.

If you can't take it, you will die!

Beichuan Chunsheng's face was full of ferocious color, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the eight-foot mirror.

Scarlet blood merged into the eight-foot mirror, and a trace of blood emerged from the mirror.

A series of bright lines emerged from the mirror surface, reflecting the sword energy coming from a distance into the mirror surface.

"broken!"

Beichuan Chunsheng shouted angrily, his expression crazy to the extreme.

A unique force of rules bloomed from the eight-foot mirror. The black sword energy in front paused for a breath, and then began to slowly disintegrate. The rich evil energy directly hit the eight-foot mirror.

The lines on the surface of the eight-foot mirror are also trembling crazily. Obviously, blocking this black sword energy consumes a lot of money on the eight-foot mirror.

Boom!

The brilliance on the eight-foot mirror exploded to pieces, and then the remaining black sword energy struck the eight-foot mirror.

The huge force blasted the eight-foot mirror away and hit Kitagawa Chunsheng's chest.

The crisp sound of fractures sounded. Kitagawa Chunsheng's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His breath was extremely weak. With the help of the power from the eight-foot mirror, he quickly escaped into the distance.

As Kitagawa Chunsheng was severely injured and escaped, the second sword energy came behind Kashima Jiyin.

Izanami's clone self-destructed, and Kashima Jigin, one of the people who controlled Izanami's clone, naturally suffered a lot of backlash.

But facing the sword energy behind him, Kashima Jiyin naturally tried his best.

The light released by the eight-foot magatama was dazzling to the extreme, and the lines engraved on it transformed at this moment, suspended behind Kashima Jiyin, and directly collided with the black sword energy behind him.

A deafening roar sounded, and powerful energy waves exploded in the air.

The eight-foot Qiong Magatama's jade body trembled under the blow, and it was directly knocked away.

Kashima Jiyin, as the host of the eight-foot magatama, also suffered a strong backlash. Blood spurted out from his mouth desperately. He turned around, picked up the eight-foot magatama, and ran away into the distance without looking back.

Although the great priest of Xuantian Shrine, Kusei Mu, does not have a magical weapon, his condition is obviously much stronger than that of Kitagawa Haruo and Kashima Jiyin. The sky full of onmyoji was cast from his hands, and he resisted the black sword energy with the same success. Escaped.

"Bishao, I'm going to deal with these ants."

The Demonic God looked in the direction where Kashima Jiyin was escaping, his eyes full of evil.

Kashima Jiyin was hiding in Tibet when he was being chased by Kashima Jiyin. Today, Kashima Jiyin was severely injured. Naturally, the demon god would not let go of the opportunity to kill him.

Moreover, the Heavenly Demon God has been jealous of the eight-foot magatama artifact for a long time.

Although it is not as good as the top artifacts in the hands of gods, in this world, it is already pretty good.

Mortals like Kashima Jiyin cannot exert the true power of the eight-foot magatama, otherwise, they will not be seriously injured by the magic sword's energy.

The eight-tailed demon fox's expression changed a little, and he looked at Kitagawa Chunsheng in the distance.

A strong demi-god, or a demi-god strong man who had been severely injured, could completely kill him with their current strength.

Whether it is the body of a powerful demigod or the artifact in his hand, they are all extremely tempting treasures.

The Whispering God frowned and glanced flatly at the Eight-tailed Demon Fox and the Heavenly Demon God.

After feeling the gaze of the whirling shikigami, the expressions of the demon god and the eight-tailed demon fox froze slightly, and they involuntarily looked away.

The power of the Whispering God holding the magic sword is far beyond what they can match.

In particular, the magic knife swallowed up a lot of vitality, and the magic power recovered a lot.

They don't have the guts to provoke the Whispering God at this time.

"It's just a lost dog. Although he escaped by luck, he was so seriously injured that he might not even be able to cross the River Styx. Once the Amaterasu Temple is dealt with, there will be plenty of opportunities to kill them."

The Whispering God withdrew his gaze and slowly said: "Entering the Amaterasu Temple is the most important thing now. We will talk about other things later."

The demon god and the eight-tailed demon fox looked at each other, their faces full of pity.

The Whispering God held the magic knife and walked slowly on the battlefield.

The surrounding corpses exuded wisps of qi and blood power, like blood lines, rushing towards the magic knife in the hand of the whirling shikigami.

"Lord Whispering is mighty, Lord Demon God is mighty."

Everyone in the Demon God Cult shouted enthusiastically.

The Demon God Sect has been hiding in Japan for many years. In these years, because of the connection between Tsukishima Chiyuki and Yamata no Orochi, the Demon God Sect's strength has increased a lot, and now it dares to stand up under the noses of the four major shrines.

In the past, how could the Demon God Sect dare to compete with the five major divine palaces?

Not to mention that the Whispering God is now holding a magic sword, killing Yungu Baishi, and even repelling the other three great priests.

With such an impressive record, how could everyone in the Demon God Sect not be excited?

One of the great priests of the four major shrines has been removed. If the treasure that unlocks the Yamata no Orochi can be obtained today, the demise of the four major shrines will be just around the corner.

The Demon God Sect will become the largest force in Japan in the future.

And they, the core members of the Demon God Sect, will be the most influential figures in the future.

"What a vicious magic knife."

Ye Chen looked at the magic knife in the hand of the Whispering God and sighed, his eyes full of fear.

This was the first time Ye Chen had seen such a powerful artifact.

Just relying on the power of the magic sword, you can kill the powerful demigod.

If Yamata no Orochi holds this sword, how powerful would it be?

No wonder Yamata no Orochi is the king of shikigami and leads the world's shikigami.

Whispering Shishen heard Ye Chen's murmur, narrowed his eyes, turned to look at Ye Chen, and spoke slowly.

"Do you want to try it?"