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The Tianyuan barrier was shattered, and the shadowy scene above the suburbs of Tokyo was exposed to people's sight without any cover.

Feng Xinzhi, who was located on the loft in the air, lowered his eyes slightly, silently overlooking the panorama of Gaozhuan, his eyes were as silent as water.

The invisible energy fluctuations spread and spread, allowing him to clearly perceive any disturbance in this area, but these are temporarily indifferent.

Whether it is a conjurer or a curser, neither is the most important thing, and those attacks that intend to shoot down the "Study Building and Hanging Hall" are not too threatening.

He ignored everything, and over and over again sketched the map of monsters written by the sorcerer in his mind. The alienation and fusion of the spells seemed to directly break through the upper limit of the domain skills of the "Study Building and Hanging Hall". A posture that coexisted with the curse came into the world.

Feng Xinzhi glanced at the distant sky, and consciously brushed the cherry blossom runes on the cuffs with his fingertips, as if waiting for the right time to arrive.

His slender hair fluttered along the hunting wind, and he slowly closed his eyes to search for the locked target——the curser occupying the magician's body.

Magicians are by no means kind, but masters at manipulating people's hearts.

His profound knowledge reserves and his consistent evil criminal methods have allowed him to commit numerous crimes over the past few decades.

There are no fewer than a hundred cases of evil deeds recorded by the Supernatural Secret Service Division alone, not to mention the countless unsolved and unsolved cases in the archives of the Metropolitan Police Department that can only be dusted in the end.

Although the inner core of the shell has been replaced by another person, it seems that Kyogoku Xiayan is slightly inferior, but is this really the case?

Even though Kyogoku Xiayan was seriously injured at that time, it seemed that there was indeed no way out, but giving up his body like this was indeed not in line with the usual style of magicians.

In his world line, the sorcerer who was killed by Ayatsuji pedestrians became the incarnation of the immortal evil god, so what about this cursed world?

What's more, the memories of the two sorcerers merged into one, and the obsession with evil crimes will undoubtedly increase exponentially.

There are also gods in this world at the same time, so it is not an exaggeration for Kyogoku Xia Yan, who has strong obsession and pure malice, to directly upgrade to crime itself.

Will Kyogoku Natsuhiko, who knows that death is easier to achieve than life, simply give up life?

There is no doubt about that.

No matter where the curse master who occupied the magician's body came from, in the final analysis, he still couldn't escape the malicious gaze of the incarnation of crime-from the dead Kyogoku Natsuhiko.

After the vicious curse master achieves his goal, the more terrifying abyss disaster will devour this land with a curse.

At that time, no one will be able to exorcise the sorcerer who has firmly rooted his roots in the depths of sin, even if he is forcibly deconstructed by the magic power again and again, it will not help.

Crime never dies, spirit never dies.

Evil, eternal life.

--coming.

Feng Xinzhi slowly opened his eyes, the golden streamer overflowing from his eyes was exceptionally brilliant, like stars falling into the dust.

Everyone fighting below felt a cold shiver, like entering an ice cellar.

Fuheshier, who beat cheap son and a guy he didn't know, also felt this cold and disgusting feeling, and his body, which was almost unmatched by anyone, instantly conveyed a feeling of horror.

His pupils looking at the sky shrank suddenly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"……real or fake?"

This number is definitely more than tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, right?

Where did so many curse spirits come from? !

Fu Heihui's move of forcibly releasing the semi-formed domain was also interrupted, and he and Knotabagi Yuhito looked dully at the curse gathered like dark clouds in the sky.

No, it's not accurate to say that, it should be the boundless black night that rises from the ground visible to the naked eye, and every part of the night is woven and drawn by curses.

In the sky, mountains of curses are constantly wriggling and surging, and the appearance of extremely challenging aesthetics seems to be staging a thriller with a horror index of ten.

A large area, like an army of curse spirits, devouring the entire sky, and the dark omen of darkness can't see the end, covering the sky and blocking the sun.

"Hundreds of thousands of curses have been accumulated, and the "heavenly demon" that combines the power of the curse to generate evil spirits and curses. Human beings have fear and despair and other negative emotions that can strengthen the curse, thus achieving a vicious circle. "

"Conservative estimates, the total number should not be less than 1000 million."

Tokyo takes the lead. Judging from this posture, it seems that it intends to occupy the whole territory, forcefully instilling the fact of the existence of curse spirits into the cognition of ordinary people, and reproduce the prosperous age of curse.

Feng Xinzhi's eyes gradually darkened, and the collection of paintings floating in front of his eyes burst into coquettish light, and the cherry blossom runes on his cuffs trembled slightly, as if there were signs of blooming.

The "Study Building and Suspended Hall" above the high school stood motionless, powerful mantra waves rippling out layer by layer, and the black-red building gave off an icy breath.

Legendary monsters summoned from "Picture Collection·Atlas of Monsters" have been entrenched in the sky.

At this moment, the curse power and monster aura all over their bodies soared together, screaming and roaring into the thousands of curses, shaking out the aftermath of the violent impact.

The shocking sight of curses and monsters biting together deterred everyone on the ground. After being shocked, they couldn't help turning their eyes to the majestic ghost building in the sky.

Everyone stared blankly at the slender figure slowly walking out from the wide open door, suddenly realizing that just one figure brought such a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Come out."

Holding the demon knife in his hand, Feng Xinzhi turned his arm casually, the total amount and intensity of the mantra continued to rise and skyrocket, soaking the whole body of the blade in an instant.

In the perception, three waves of energy fluctuations that far surpassed the general super class launched an attack at the same time.

Earth, forest, sea.

Carrying the huge grievances from human beings, the three natural disaster-type curse spirits attacked with the most powerful posture, and the frenzied disaster force almost overturned the entire land.

At this moment, the vine transformed from Hua Yu's magic power quickly emerged from the ground, staggered Feng Xinzhi's direction, and attacked the conjurer on the ground.

The conjurers who were not super opponents were in a panic for a while, and were caught off guard by the seemingly slender but extremely solid vines.

Many people were accidentally bound tightly, and they kept using spells to struggle and try to escape. They were pierced by the branches on the vines, and strange flowers bloomed from the flesh and blood.

They didn't die, but almost everyone who was parasitized by the flower seeds howled in pain, their faces turned pale suddenly, and they were suffering from great torture.

Such a tragic scene terrified those who did not struggle with the magic power, and their bodies froze for a moment, not daring to move an inch.

Feng Xinzhi's expression was calm, and he didn't care at all that this was obviously a means of arresting and threatening him.

The demon knife in his hand turned slightly, and the sharpness and coldness reflected did not weaken at all.

Hua Yu's non-human language was directly instilled into her mind.

"Your classmate was also caught."

Hearing this, Feng Xinzhi's movement of swinging the knife paused, and he didn't care that he showed his flaws, or he did it on purpose, and his eyes swept to the place where Maki and the others were stranded.

It's okay, although Maki, Panda, and Thorn are entangled, there is nothing wrong with it. The power of the spell should be enough to deal with those vines.

Nagizaki was fine, but Yuuhito and Fukuro seemed to have a man with no magic power but unexpectedly dangerous, but he seemed to smash the vines wrapped around Megumi Fukuro with a magic tool.

What is that guy holding in his hand?

The breath of the three-section, stick-shaped, special-grade magic tool, "Wandering Cloud"?

Last year, during the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, Gojo Satoru, an unreliable guy, pretended to be a super curser Xia Youjie and died, and by the way, he found out the other party's storage curse with the appearance of a meat worm.

He confiscated all the contents inside, gathered the fat and fleshy cursing balls, and stuffed them into the mouth of the sleeping Xia Youjie. Of course, he succeeded.

Among those incantations is "Youyun", which is a special-grade incantation tailor-made for those with extremely strong physical strength. The stronger the holder, the greater the power of the incantation.

But didn't "You Yun" be put in the shadow by Hui, could it be that Hui took the initiative...

Wait, why did that guy start playing favors?

It's true that the attack was fierce, but it subtly staggered the fatal point, and kicked the knotweed Yuren who wanted to help Hui on the vine, chasing Hui and hitting his head with a hammer.

A brutal and different kind of actual combat teaching?

He could feel the domain breath that Hui was forced to release.

Feng Xinzhi looked at it a few more times, and it didn't matter that he exposed the door of life to the eyes of the three natural disaster-type curses.

"Take advantage of now! Use the domain extension to hold him back!!"

Leuhu yelled loudly, Hua Yu and Tuo Gen immediately responded, their respective domains enveloped themselves like liquids, although it weakened the sure-hit effect, it could neutralize the opponent's spell.

As long as the spell power is sufficient, it can resist the demon sword's ability to cut off the soul connection and Feng Xinzhi's spell. Even if it can maintain the spell effect with stronger power, the consumption of such spell power will undoubtedly increase exponentially.

The three major natural disasters tacitly launched a joint attack.

Between the lightning and the flint, the hot magma is accompanied by the enchanting fragrance of flowers, assisted by the endless spewing shikigami attacks from the deep sea, and bombarded by the sound of sonic boom.

boom--

The battlefield in the air was instantly transferred to the ground, and the strong spell impact instantly destroyed a large area of ​​buildings and trees around it, exposing the ground that had been baked into coke by the high temperature.

The scorched smoke dissipated, and this place almost turned into a dead wasteland.

Feng Xinzhi, who was surrounded by them in the center, flicked his sleeves slightly, scattered the dust on his clothes, and looked calmly at the three curses in front of him.

This defensive posture to prevent him from escaping, and the cautious and tacit joint attack are not at all like what the curse can come up with. This idea is clearly derived from cunning humans.

"Are you—planning to stall for time?"

Coincidentally, so is he.

In Feng Xinzhi's perception, when tens of thousands of curses appeared on the edge of the sky, the wave of curse power that had been hidden for a moment was slowly exposed in his vision.

A small box like a Rubik's cube rolled in front of him.

""Prison Gate Frontier" opened the box——"

"Kyogoku Natsuhiko" walked out slowly, the sutures on his forehead were unusually obvious.

The special-grade spell "Prison Gate Frontier" can seal everything, but it has a 1-minute activation time limit. Of course, it doesn't matter whether it is 1 minute in reality or 1 minute in the brain.

He let the three major natural disasters join hands to lock Feng Xinzhi so that he could fulfill the requirement of the "Prison Gate Frontier" seal in 1 minute in reality when his brain didn't work for 1 minute.

Time passed bit by bit, but Feng Xinzhi's expression didn't change at all, he just took a deep look at the stitching line on "Jingji Xiayan"'s forehead.

In the last few seconds, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

A voice sounded along with the clapping, and it was Todo Aoi who suddenly appeared not far away launched a spell that could change her position.

He placed his hands above his head in a high-five position, looking intoxicated.

"Spell - "Injustice Game"! "

This is the applause of the soul.