Dimensional Inventory, Starting with One Person and One Sword to Block 70,000 Troops

Ashiya Domitsu said very sincerely: "Please. Please..."

A scene that surprised the audience from all heavens and ten thousand realms happened.

Ibuki Doji actually agreed, let go of Fujimaru Tachika, and walked slowly towards the alien fantasy tree where Suzaku Avenue was.

Ashiya Michimitsu's plan is gradually being perfected.

He wants to make this a brand new Lost Belt.

Ashiya Michito has put so much thought into the plan, if there is no Fujimaru Tateka, Sakata Kintoki, Minamoto Raimitsu, these audiences will enjoy it with themselves.

He will feel very uncomfortable.

He wants to create his own "Alien God".

"God, Ibuki Doji. The poor monk will send you to the seat of human evil, Beast in my hell world mandala, and let you come as the "Alien God" that only belongs to the poor monk! "

"This is the ultimate wish of the poor monk."

"Please. Please cross the street and cross the Suzaku Gate—the poor monk is waiting for you here."

Ibuki Doji found it very interesting, and soon came to the heterogeneous fantasy tree, ready to see what tricks Ashiya Michiman wanted to play.

"Welcome to come. Noble person. The great spirit foundation that contains the power of the disaster dragon Yamata no Orochi, you are the noble person who is worthy of becoming the human evil Beast."

"The poor monk will serve you from now on. From now on, the poor monk will make you the new "Alien God". "

"Wow, it's so wonderful! It's a shame that the poor monk can come up with such a wonderful idea!!"

"Ibuki-douji. Your lord. Let us indulge together in the belt of rumors of eternal calamity." Ashiya Michiman laughed wildly, looking up to the sky.

Immediately, I will surpass Qingming, and I will surpass the strongest onmyoji in no time!

When the time comes, he will press Qingming, the strongest onmyoji, to rub against the ground frantically.

In order to fulfill this wish, he really waited for too long.

"Actually, until the evening of the day before yesterday, the poor monk still thought so. Hmm, yes, is it true?"

"It's just. Forget it." Ashiya Michi said to Ibuki Doji confidently: "The Strange Belt does not need two kings. No need! After all, poor monks can't repeat the same mistakes. Everything, everything is In order to make myself a new alien god! All I need is to turn the poor monk into a class Beast."

"So, what are your plans?" Ibuki Doji said.

"Yes, my lord. Next, the poor monk will take your life." Without hesitation, Ashiya Michimitsu manipulated the fantasy tree and devoured Ibuki Doji.

Fujimaru Tachika, Sakata Kintoki, Minamoto Yorimitsu and others who had just rushed over watched this scene dumbfounded.

Fujimaru Tachika only saw that a branch several tens of acres thick flew down and quickly wrapped around Ibuki Doji's body.

When Ibuki Doji didn't even react.

She was directly pulled into her body by the branches of the fantasy tree.

Incomparably huge magical power was injected into the heterogeneous fantasy tree.

Ashiya Michi put on a very happy smile on his face, and laughed at Fujimaru Tachika and the others: "Although I didn't explain it to everyone, um, the poor monk will not let the god Ibuki Doji become the "God of Alien Star". "

"But please rest assured! A new "Alien God" will come here! "

"That's the poor monk!"

"For the poor monk, created by the poor monk, the "Alien God" that belongs only to the poor monk! "

"Come on, come on, the time of birth has come! No matter how much you cry, this moment will be your dying moment!!"

Ashiya Michimitsu spread out his hands, and looked at the Fantasy Tree enthusiastically, "Keep your eyes open!! Look carefully!"

Endless magic power poured into Ashiya Domitsu's body, transforming the spirit foundation in his body.

"Hohoohahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!

"The maintenance device of the clipped world is also the container of gods. Then it should fuse with itself and make itself a god!"

"Ahhh, I can feel... I can feel it, the god Ibuki-douji... noble... I have absorbed your magic power, and I will continue to absorb it!! I, I, I, I, my poor monk will achieve a leap in class!!"

"Arrived at the end ooh-oh-"

This feeling is really refreshing, just like the feeling of electricity in the infusion bottle.

Ashiya Michimitsu was already so excited, imitating Dio's expression, he laughed maniacally and said: "Woohoo. Please take a look at all the human beings in the world. This is the supreme form of the poor monk, the existence that surpasses humans, beasts, and gods... "

"That is the newest and final class Beast——the pinnacle of human evil!! Hell Realm Mandala Skeleton Black Hat Michiman Ashiya!!"

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One Piece World, the Fifth Emperor timeline.

"I really want to punch this guy in the face. It's too disgusting to laugh. But this is really bad. He won't become as powerful as the Alien God?" Nami remembered that the Alien God is also the spirit foundation.

Even if Ashiya Michiman is not as strong as the God of Alien Stars.

That wouldn't be too bad.

As Sherlock Holmes said before, the enemy of this spiritual power.

It is no longer an opponent they can defeat.

After all, even Kirshtalia Wodim used the Great Command Spell, but it couldn't cause any harm to the Alien God.

Just let the Alien God be scared away.

Chopper, who was worth 50 yuan, looked at Tachika Fujimaru worriedly, "Damn it! Chaldea... the task of saving pan-human history. Is it going to be buried in the hands of Michiman Ashiya?"

it doesn't believe...

It's all over so many difficulties.

How could it be possible to be cut off from a dream by a wage earner of an alien god?

Sanji stared dumbfounded, the sexy and enchanting Ibuki Doji was swallowed by the fantasy tree just like that.

Are you not a god?

Aren't you a god comparable to Zeus...

Are they all false, are they all deceitful.

It's just that Fujimaru Tatsuka felt wrong.

Warring States shook his head, this is really over.

Even Ibuki Doji can't beat these people.

Ashiya Michimitsu, who devoured Ibuki Doji, must be stronger.

This singularity is destined to become a Lost Belt, and the adventure of the last master in pan-human history seems to end here.

After all, after analyzing the Warring States period, the current combat effectiveness of these people is still far behind.

No Kirshtalia Wadham, no Caineth... Romulus Quirinus.

Admiral Akainu was a little puzzled, why this place is so similar to Wano Country, "The preparation is not sufficient. This is a tactical failure."

The fifth singularity.

Sakata Kintoki, Minamoto Raimitsu, Watanabe Tsuna were dumbfounded.

Ashiya Michimitsu is too capable of doing things.

First Ibuki Doji, and now I want to become a stronger existence than Ibuki Doji.

What exactly is Master Seimei doing, why hasn't he appeared yet?

Has it been killed by Ashiya Michimitsu?

Sakata Kintoki couldn't help being suspicious of this strongest Onmyoji, the future Heian Kyoto has been turned into this.

So many sacrificed.

As the guardian of this place, he didn't care about it, just came to a super-long-distance letter conversation, giving advice from afar?

What's the use? ?

Chaldean world.

The originally very calm deputy director Goldruf was not calm anymore, and shouted: "Ahhh!! This singularity still needs to be dealt with very carefully! Don't fall into the trap of Ashiya Doman. Be sure to put all I have put all my combat power into it. Now I want to find a way to decipher how Ashiya Michiman interferes with the transfer of spirit particles."

"The onmyoji Seimei who blows so much... is useless at all!!" Goldruf was speechless. This useless onmyoji is not as reliable as the twins in Olympus.

The twins of Olympus provided a lot of help when they captured the fifth strange belt.

At this singularity, Seimei, the only one who can help... is actually a useless existence.

The eight spells given are meaningless.

After all, Ashiya Michimitsu's plan succeeded.

"In the words of the deputy director... this is a third-rate follower, right?" The Chaldean staff complained: "What a powerful barrier, the more powerful the existence, the more inaccessible it is. In the end, it was blocked by von Hornhai Monsieur M. Paracelsus has been cracked. Isn't it shameful?"

Leonardo da Vinci nodded and said: "Indeed... the legendary Onmyoji, but that's all. We still have to rely on our own efforts!! It's too far behind Doctor Roman! It's just... this The guy sure doesn't know, his own plan is going to fail."

Leonardo da Vinci didn't look panicked at all, instead he suppressed a smile, prepared to wait for a while, and then began to crazily laugh at Ashiya Michimitsu.

Doctor Roman looked at the laughing Ashiya Michimitsu in the picture with intelligent eyes, as if he was looking at a fool.

He wanted to diagnose Ashiya Doman right now, whether there was some kind of problem with the nerves of the brain.

Don't know anything about human evil... and want to be human evil?

In the Temple of Time, Gaitia sat on the jade throne, "Hohohahaha——"

72 Demon God Pillar, "Hohohahaha——"

The Temple of Time kept echoing Gaetia, as well as the laughter of the Demon God Pillars.

They were all amused.

The black tea in Leif's mouth in Chaldea almost spewed out, but fortunately he was now the Demon God Pillar, so calm, he almost laughed.

He wanted to ask Ashiya Domitsu face to face, are you sure you are serious? ?

Originally, there were still some future Fujimaru Tateka who couldn't deal with the Three Goddess Alliance of Ibuki Doji, so I felt relieved seeing this.

Ishtar put white silk on his smooth thighs, which is said to double the attack power.

Even Quetzalcoatl had a different look, a bright red bikini, rocking choppy waves.

At night, in Fujimaru Tatsuka's room.