Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

The two figures fell from the continent in the sky and hit the palace, turning it into ruins in less than a second.

The collapsed palace rolled up countless dust, stones, and wood chips splashed everywhere, blocking the line of sight.

In the next second, a ball of fire appeared beside Patriarch Tuyumen.

Asakang Tetsu jumped out of the flames with a wry smile and clutched his chest.

His skin that had always been as clean as white jade and the onmyoji robe were already red with blood.

"This is troublesome!" Ma Cangzhe only had time to say this.

A terrible weight has descended on this world.

Chapter 43 Ten Fist Sword Soul

The black clouds in the sky gradually stopped rolling and became peaceful.

All the black sewage also disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.

But the pressure in the air is getting heavier and heavier.

Ka~!

A clear cracking sound came from the altar of the Nine-headed Dragon, and at some point, the five-armed and three-faced metal bronze statue created by Tuyumen Patriarch Wei Neng was covered with cracks all over its body.

The white light that appeared in the void also disappeared without a trace.

Ka~!

There was another crisp sound, and the bronze metal statue shattered immediately, split into sections of broken copper and rotten iron, and scattered to the ground.

"Be careful~!" Nine-headed dragon Liu Yan, who had been chanting scriptures, suddenly reminded.

A sense of danger suddenly appeared in Tsuchimikado Shingo's heart, but it was too late.

Pfft~!

A long knife sprang out from the chest of Patriarch Tsuchiyamon.

The assailant showed no mercy, and quickly drew back the long knife, leaving only Tsuchimikado standing still, dripping blood.

Tsuchimikado Shingo touched his chest in a daze, in his eyes, there was blood constantly bubbling there, the severe pain kept passing through the nerves, and the brain was thinking about him and howling.

Am I dying? ...... Is my life going to dissipate? .....

Bang~~!

My mind was in chaos, Shingo Tsuchimikado couldn't maintain his body anymore, and fell to the ground.

So tired~!So sleepy~!I really want to close my eyes~!

It's so dark~!

Sounds seemed to still be heard.

"Tsuchimikado~~!!!Tsuchimikado~!Tsuchimikado~!Tsuchiya~!"

Then the sound also disappeared.

There is nothingness, life is gone.

"True~!"

As soon as Yu Zhonglian, who had been smashed into the palace, stood up, he saw the body of his best friend lying on the ground.

Regardless of his injury, he immediately ran towards Tsuchimikado Shingo.

In the next second, Mizhonglian stood beside Shingo Tsuchimikado.

He found that his friend didn't have any wounds all over his body, but he was completely silent, as if he had fallen asleep.

This is the same as the appearance of Emperor Heisei when he died.

The nine-headed dragon Liuyan who was sitting on the ground couldn't maintain his posture, and exchanged a glance with Yu Zhonglian, and then said: "It seems that the murderer who assassinated Emperor Heisei has been found."

"A [transcendence] powerhouse!" Fujiwara Daibi also stood up from the ruins of the palace at this time, and rushed over.

He said with an ugly face: "I have also considered the possibility of a transcendent strong man who can walk freely on [the other side]."

He quickly took out a piece of white gauze with a little bloodshot from his sleeve, and put it on his forehead.

"Blood belt?"

Yu Zhonglian said in surprise: "Why did you prepare such a thing?"

The reason why the Seven Great Families of the Japanese Archipelago are called the Seven Great Families is because they have heritage beyond ordinary families.

This blood belt is one of the more domineering powers. As long as it costs the life of a strong man in a erosive state, he can step into the other side in one fell swoop and become a short-lived existence walking on the other side.

"There are only two kinds of power that can harm [transcendence] powerhouses, one is the powerhouse who also belongs to the transcendence state, and the other is this blood belt." Fujiwara said with a free and easy smile: "If I don't want the family Once the inheritance is destroyed, it is impossible to bring out the transcendent [heirloom] in the family. I can only use my blood essence to make this blood belt, so as not to hurt the transcendent strong.”

"If there is no transcendent strong man, I have nothing to lose; if there is, I can use my life to create opportunities for you."

"Well, come on!"

Fujiwara bit his finger, gathered all his spiritual power, power and all life together, and wiped it forcefully on his forehead.

A blood-red brilliance flashed by.