Start a Dome

--boom!

The pitch-black sword light shattered the fireball, and the shattered fireball fell around Xia Mo and began to burn continuously.

An extremely pungent bloody smell filled the air.

"Hey, don't stand still, you will die!"

The shoulder was pushed suddenly, and the sharp blade that was cutting towards Xia Mo's neck was blocked by the samurai sword.

boom!

The blades collided, and the samurai-looking man slammed the monster in front of him away, and then slashed away again.

puff!

Blood spattered, the sharp blade sliced ​​open the monster's head, and the warrior-like man was drenched in blood.

Turning around, panting lightly, he looked at Xia Mo: "Look at your fancy clothes, you are an Onmyoji, right?"

"Now all the Onmyojis are converging towards the central part of Kyoto, where the miasma is the thickest, I advise you to hurry up too."

Saying so, the man slashed again, crushing the oncoming fireball.

"Onmyoji...Kyoto Central...Miasma?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, the thoughtful Xia Mo turned his head to look behind him.

Behind him, in the burning ruins, countless warriors were fighting monsters.

Pooh!Puff puff puff puff!

The sound of sharp knives piercing flesh kept ringing in Xia Mo's ears.

Watching one of the samurai kill the mouse-shaped monster with a samurai sword, but was torn apart by the centipede monster that suddenly appeared from the ground, and the centipede monster was beheaded by another samurai.

Holding the black long sword, Xia Mo turned around and pierced the monster who was trying to attack him with a sword.

"Is this the capital of thousands of years ago?"

The whole of Kyoto was shrouded in miasma.

As for why these warriors could still maintain their sanity even in the miasma, Xia Mo looked and noticed that one of the warriors had a light blue charm on his bloodstained shoulder.

It was that spell that was helping the warriors to resist the erosion of the miasma.

That is, a spell from the hand of the genius onmyoji, Abe Seimei.

--boom!

The pitch-black death energy turned into a barrier, blocking the bone spurs coming from the side and rear.

Looking at the skeleton covered in miasma behind him, Xia Mo slashed at it with a sword, smashing it to pieces.

"Are all the monsters here puppets of Yamata no Orochi?"

"In that case," Xia Mo looked up at the center of the ruins, where the miasma was the thickest. "Just go and meet that genius onmyoji."

The pitch-black sword light flickered away, and the monster that rushed towards Xia Mo from all directions was beheaded and killed.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Explosions kept ringing from Xia Mo's ears, and Xia Mo quickly rushed towards the center of the capital.

The entire battlefield in Kyoto was extremely tragic.

The number of monsters is almost over a million, while the number of onmyojis and samurai among humans is only less than one-tenth of the number of monsters.

However, while walking through the ruins of Kyoto, Xia Mo noticed that there were several huge black warrior shikigami on the battlefield, slaughtering monsters.

The armor of the samurai shikigami is engraved with Genji's pattern.

And as Xia Mo went deeper into the center of the capital, black snakes other than monsters began to appear.

These black snakes kept coming out of the ground, and they could even breathe miasma.

Countless onmyojis are manipulating their shikigami to fight against these black snakes.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

A few more fireballs hit Xia Mo's side, and several onmyojis who hadn't had time to react were swallowed by the explosion.

The smell of burnt flesh made Xia Mo turn pale.

Is this war?

Human life is like a mustard, no one knows whether he will die in the next moment, so he can only keep waving the blade.

Another fireball hit, this time, it was blocked by the pentagram barrier.

"Hey," said the onmyoji in hunting clothes, the spell in his hand was reduced to ashes. "Further ahead is the place where Abe Seimei-sama and Minamoto Raimitsu-sama will have a decisive battle against Yamata no Orochi. If you get close, your life will be in danger."

"These snake monsters are the branch of Yamata no Orochi's power, we have to help those two adults solve it a little more!"

What the onmyoji didn't notice was that behind him, the eyes of the pitch-black snake demon glistened with blood.

boom!

The fireball turned into miasma was blocked by the pitch-black dead air barrier.

"Don't be distracted."

Cutting out a sword light, Xia Mo reminded softly, looking at the beheaded pitch-black snake demon.

"understood."

With a wave of his hand, the onmyoji immediately took out three spells again and began to perform his onmyoji.

Long swords, ice cubes, thunder, and fireballs transformed from spiritual power kept passing Xia Mo.

At this moment, a large amount of black miasma swept over.

Most of the snake demons and onmyojis, including Xia Mo, were swallowed by the black miasma.

"Ah... ah ah ah!"

Soon, in the pitch-black miasma, the onmyoji's screams sounded.

"Spell...has Mr. Abe Seimei's spell lost its effect?!"

"No, the miasma is too thick... Hurry up! Quickly cast Yin Yang to blow away the miasma!"

"Urgent... cough... hurry like a law!"

The storm surged up suddenly, blowing away the thick miasma.

Countless onmyojis knelt on the ground, clutching their necks in pain, and the marks of pale snakes appeared on their bodies.

"No, their consciousness has been manipulated by Yamata no Orochi!"

"Hurry up and use Yin Yang to control them first!"

Some onmyojis who reacted earlier and were not eroded by the miasma looked at the onmyojis kneeling on the ground with red eyes shining, and said in a panic.

But at this moment,

"The Luo of black and white, the bridge of 22, the crown of 44 - the bird of heaven!"

A huge yin and yang formation rose from the ground, and those onmyojis who lost consciousness were blocked by black iron chains.

"Don't worry, gentlemen!"

"We will definitely defeat Yamata no Orochi and protect the entire Kyoto!"

Huakaiyuan Xiuyuan, who was dressed in pure white hunting clothes, shouted loudly.

Chapter 360 - The Horror That Straight Into the Soul

"It's Lord Xiuyuan, that's great!"

There is only one difference between the Huakaiyuan Xiuyuan in front of me and the Huakaiyuan Xiuyuan that Xia Mo saw thousands of years later in the capital where the ghosts and night walks were enchanted—human and soul body.

With the addition of Huakaiyuan Xiuyuan, the battlefield changed suddenly.

"Are you okay?"

Reaching out his hand to help an onmyoji who was blown away to offset the impact, Xia Mo looked at the ruined capital around him and asked with a frown, "Why did the capital become like this?"

Spitting out a mouthful of turbid blood, the onmyoji shook his head: "This is not Kyoto, this is the Kyoto in the mirror created by Abe Seimei-sama using Yunwaijing."

"Is it."

Struggling to get up, the onmyoji pushed Xia Mo away, and a huge pentagram array appeared in front of him.

"Hurry like a law!

The spell in his hand turned to ashes, and the shikigami with pure white wings rushed out of the pentagram formation and rushed towards the pitch-black snake monsters.

boom! boom! boom!

Continuously smashing the miasma flames, Xia Mo cut out one sword light after another, beheading the surrounding snake demons.

at this time,

- Boom! ! !

A deafening sound rang out from the entire center of Kyoto.

The ground began to shake violently, and the loud noise almost attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Master Seimei, Master Minamoto?!"

Looking at the soaring black fog in central Kyoto, some onmyoji and samurai began to get nervous.

"Don't be distracted, your opponents are these monsters in front of you!"

Someone roared.

The sound of sharp blades colliding kept ringing, he hesitated for a moment, the black long sword in his hand was entangled in death energy, and turned into a slender Xuanyuan sword, waving the ancient sword, Xia Mo rushed towards the direction of miasma soaring into the sky.

"Wait, it's not something we can deal with!"

The onmyoji from before exclaimed in surprise.