Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

it's wired.

He was clearly in the enemy's base camp, not to mention Guiwu Tsuji, and even the Shangxian ghost was not dead. Except for Yiwozuo who seemed to have lost his fighting spirit, the other five Shangxian ghosts were still watching.

But Ayin stared blankly at the five white figures from behind, grabbed the loose sleeves of the monastery, sniffed the scent of blood belonging to these two people in his nose, and felt a huge sense of security in his heart for no reason.

"Ayin." The monastery relaxed its grip on her, took a step forward, and covered the ghost girl behind him, "Stand back, and be careful."

Let Wu Tiao alone deal with five winding ghosts plus one ghost king, the Zen Academy is not so heartless.

"Your Excellency of the Chanyuan..." A Yin hurriedly pulled him back, and whispered in the Zenyuan's ear, "The long-haired female ghost with the shamisen next to Wu Mian can manipulate the space of Infinite City."

Zen Yuanhui nodded slightly.

The spherical white paint curse spirit floated back to A Yin's side, guarding her silently.

Zenyuan slowly walked to Wutiao's side, and exchanged glances with him.

The tacit understanding allowed them to allocate the battlefield in an instant without too much verbal communication.

Five straight lip lines slid upwards, six blue eyes locked on the ghost king in the front, the evil ghost's breath swept over quickly, wrapped in murderous intent, the cold crescent flung in front of him, and then the knife flashed. Stagnation, no progress.

It was difficult for the blade to penetrate an inch. Hei Shimou opened his eyes wide in shock, but saw that the human didn't pay attention to his blade at all. Onimai Tsuji's head.

There is nothing special about that paper fan, it is just an ordinary paper fan that can be seen everywhere in handicraft stalls. In terms of material, the lotus iron fan in Tong Mo's hand is more than one grade better than this paper fan, but it is held in that white fan. In the hands of the young man, the threat to Oni Wu Tsuji was even greater than that of the Hirinkō.

It is impossible for the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad to have a chance to touch his neck, but Wujo just raised his hand and threw the paper fan. The ghost hand meat piece, still the speed does not decrease, the momentum is like a broken bamboo.In the end, it narrowly brushed against Wu Mi's neck, bursting a thin red line of blood and nailing it to the wall of Infinite City.

Guiwu Tsuji's eyes were straightened, and his body was covered in cold sweat.

This is definitely not something that ordinary humans can do... Except for Ji Guoyuanyi, those breathing swordsmen can't do it either!

This man—

"who are you?"

"Huh? Me." The white-haired young man's voice was flirtatious and flirtatious, and he smiled seriously, "No, the current head of the Wutiao family is just a six-eyed magician."

These words fell into the ears of Oni Wu Tsuji, like a blow to the head!

"Conjurer?!" He was startled and angry, and murmured, "Impossible, how could the conjurer come to interfere with me, after all these 1000 years... he promised me!"

"Him?" Wutiao murmured, his lips moved as he passed the Zenyuan, "Your Excellency of the Zenyuan, I will leave it to you."

It is enough for him to deal with Wu Mi alone.

The monastery nodded, his figure was like a shadow, and seeing Wutiao teleporting close to him, he flexibly changed several gestures with his fingertips, as if making a hand shadow: "Jade dog, full elephant, big snake... 鵺!"

The shikigami came out together, and the huge shadow shikigami held its head high, protecting him in all directions, and the interior of the Infinite City immediately became crowded.

The sharp teeth of the Jade Dog crushed the ice lotus, and the phobia in the air was ineffective against shadows. On the head of the huge wolf-like torso, there were two cold and vicious pupils inlaid, roaring and biting the white-oak-haired Winding II.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the six brothers and sisters of Shangxian decisively bypassed the collision direction of Manxiang, and Luo Ji's six-fold ribbon shot towards them. Hit it, almost drowning her.

Just when Yuhu and Bantiangou were going to ambush behind Shikigami, they were blocked by an unexpected person.

The eyes of the pink-haired Kamizuru San were dead and indifferent, and only when he saw Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi and other Kamizumi ghosts would there be a trace of hatred ignited in those empty pupils.

"Yiwozuo, what are you doing?!"

With a hoarse voice, Yuhu said in disbelief, "You want to betray Lord Wuyou too? Aren't you afraid that Lord Wuyou will kill you!"

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi was so tired of dealing with Wutiao at this time that he couldn't separate his mind, otherwise he could kill Yi Wo Zuo on the spot with just one thought - didn't he know this?

"Kill me?" Yi Wozuo grinned a crazy and decisive smile, "That's good, it's just what I want! Anyway, I don't deserve to live in this world."

Even if he dies, he will definitely not be able to reach the heaven where He Lianxue and the master are.

It doesn't matter if you go to hell.

But at least before dying...

"You guys go to hell with me!" Yi Wozuo clenched his fist with his right hand, and as his smile widened, the fist pierced through Ban Tiangou's waist, and then he crushed the jade pot with his foot, and his toes burst Blood bleeds, and the wound heals in the next second.

There is no concept of death in the fight between ghosts and ghosts, so Yiwozuo is just venting, almost madly venting the hatred of hundreds of years.

The shikigami of the Buddhist monastery dragged Shangxian Gui's footsteps, and he himself grabbed Naruto's neck like a ghost, threw it hard on the floor, strangled her hand, and pulled the broken site, preventing her self-repair.

He said succinctly, "Open the door."

Ming Nu's other hand trembled, and the terrible pressure from the man behind her was even worse than Wu Mi. Her mind was muddled, and she inadvertently plucked the strings.

Heishimu touched the knife with his fingertips and pulled it out suddenly. The ghost's blade drew a half-moon arc in the air, aiming at the space behind the black-haired young man.

A record of Juhe!

"Ding--"

It was the sound of metal clashing with blades.

"Huh... I should be there, right?"

The hanging paper door was closing, and the blue-haired black-clothed Fujin Shenming descended from the sky, with a sword as a shield, and placed it horizontally in front of him. The arc light of the moon hit the surface of his sword and dissipated in an instant.

Ayin looked up and said in surprise, "Yato!"

"Yeah. Anyway, I have accepted the trustee's entrustment. If I can't complete this, my Yato-sama's signboard will be smashed."

Turning the blade of Yetou, he pointed at Heishimou: "Isn't that right, Mr. Ghost?"

"Swordsman..." Heixin Mou bowed slightly, his ghostly eyes glowed with fiery light for a long time, "You are very strong."

"How many years do you think I've been a god?" Ye Dou raised his eyebrows.

At the end of the sentence, the figures of the two disappeared suddenly, and the swords and swords dancing and touching in the air flickered endlessly. In just a few seconds, the blades touched hundreds of times. It was so fast that I couldn't see clearly at all, and there were only afterimages left under the retina.

Hei Si Mou was restrained by Ye Dou, Yi Wo Zuo faced Yu Hu and Ban Tian Gou alone, and the remaining Shang Liu brothers and sisters and Tong Mo...

Zen Yuanhui rolled his eyes, he let go of Naruto's hand, and fell back, blending into the black shadow in the blink of an eye, while avoiding the swiftly approaching ice lotus.

The four shikigami have a clear division of labor, two are guarding A Yin's side, and the other two are monitoring Naruko's movements.

The ability of the space system is too troublesome, and it must be strictly controlled.

And he himself had already made plans.

Gujing Wubo's black pupils reflected the face of the ghost of Shangxian, Chanyuan Hui's lips moved, and a seal that had never been seen was formed on his hand.

He only heard him say in a low voice: "The domain expands——"

Wujo suddenly turned around: "Huh? Wait..."

"Chimera Dark Shadow Court."

It should be that the sky drew a dark curtain, and it was the black hole of the universe that swallowed them and fell into the bottomless abyss.

The untouchable place of light, the eternal dark side, opened its eyes at this moment, revealing its fangs.

Like dark clouds raging, covering the sky and the sun, the shadows stained the floor of Infinity City, and then spread rapidly like drops of clear water, covering the heads of all of them. Invisible and silent, but everywhere.

The space of Infinite City was completely crushed, and it was Zen Yuanhui's domain that wrapped them in their stomachs.

【Chimera Dark Shadow Court】.

Putting the born domain directly into reality, and turning the endless shadows into his weapons.There will always be dark places on the earth where the sun can’t shine, the shadows covered by human beings, the shadows covered by buildings, and even half of the earth’s rotation to the night, covering the entire sky with a dark curtain——

will all submit to him.

The Patriarch of the Zen Academy in its heyday, and the talented owner of the "Ten Shadows", has just revealed his dark light.

Falling into one's domain means that you are about to be manipulated in the palm of your hand and become a fish at the mercy of others.

Winding ghosts will die in the night they live on.

.........

Gojo Satoru looked at the battlefield behind him with a bit of toothache: "Wow, Your Excellency Chanyuan is angry. It's terrible."

Contrary to the exaggerated tone, the strength with which he clasped Oni Wu Tsuji Wuyou's Heavenly Spirit Cap in his palm became more and more intense, as if he was going to crush his head.No lower limit technique turned into absolute defense, no matter how Onimai Tsuji struggled and resisted, his attack could not leave a single scar on Gojo's body, and he soon realized that he was no match for this person.

So Guiwu Tsuji adopted the method he used to deal with Ji Guoyuan 400 years ago without hesitation, burst himself into more than 2000 yuan, and fled in all directions!

Even Gojo Satoru had never seen such a show operation.

The white-haired young man was stunned for a second, seeing one of Wu Mi's crumbs jumping towards Naruto, and shouted at the same time: "Naruto, what are you doing, Naruto!"

Gojo squinted his eyes, and he immediately realized that with Oni Wu Tsuji's dog level, which was unprecedented and unprecedented, he couldn't give him a chance to escape.

If you want to keep these more than 2000 pieces of debris at the same time, you have to make a little bit bigger.

Wu Tiao chuckled softly, he looked at the ghost king crumbs fleeing in a hurry, and brushed the dust off his sleeves.

The six eyes shine brightly, and the five voices are soft, as if echoing some kind of wonderful rhythm.

"The field expands..."

The more than 2000 pieces of ghost king's debris solidified in an instant, and the surrounding noises went away from him, and the only remaining human voice lazily pronounced his death.

"Infinite space."

How can you escape when the flood of information bursts your brain, when your mind can no longer function and you lose all your ability to think?

Even the thought of "running away" will be crushed to powder by the sea of ​​information in the boundless space.

Unlike the realm where Zenyuan Huizhao entered reality, the realm of Gojo Satoru is closed, another space opened up by itself.

Therefore, in his space, there is only himself and those floating pieces of meat.

The white-haired young man even maintained a leisurely and dignified demeanor. He lowered his eyes, glanced at the insignificant avatar of the ghost king, and stretched out his hand to pinch Wu Mi's brain.

"Okay, tell me." Wujo's voice was soft, like a velvet feather, and it fell lightly into the boundless sea, "Who is helping you hide the existence of 'ghosts' in the magic world?"

Being able to live under the noses of conjurers for thousands of years, it is not difficult to imagine Wu Mi and someone from the conjuration world...or some people made a deal to separate the conjuration world and the ghost world without hindering each other.

Gojo Satoru didn't get a response.

"Huh?" He shook the piece of brain in his hand, and after observing it for a while, he pursed his mouth like a child, and said depressingly, "What, it's broken."

Fortunately, the brain has survived for 1000 years, and it can't even survive such a short time.

Wutiao lifted the domain, and when he looked around again, the Infinite City was already devastated, Naruto fainted, Hei Simou's head was in a different place, and his body was still struggling.Yi Wozuo bit the dog's neck fiercely for a long time, dragging him and Yuhu.The Shangliu brothers and sisters and Tong Mo were tortured by Zen Yuanhui's domain for a long time, and they have long been unconscious.

And in his hand, he was holding a brain-dead meatless piece of meat.

On the ceiling of Infinite City, a gap was opened at unknown time, and the sun was shining brightly outside, and the moment the roof leaked, the sun rushed in.

Wujo watched as Wuyou's piece of meat was gradually reduced to ashes under the burning of the sun.

At the same time, Hei Si Mou also stopped struggling, and from him down, the Shangxian ghosts also lost their vitality one by one, lying in the dazzling sunlight, saving the scorching sun.

Wujo clapped his hands and stretched his waist: "Okay—the matter is settled! Your Excellency of the Chanyuan, Ayin, let's go too..."

Wutiao's voice stopped abruptly, like the sound of a broken string.

Even the monastery, which had never experienced any fluctuations in the face of the evil spirits, suddenly constricted its pupils and cut off its breathing.

A Yin stared blankly at his palm.

Obviously the purple umbrella was placed beside her, but she had already lost the strength to pick it up.

It was extremely difficult to even move, and the air in the lungs was gradually drawn away.

In her irises, her pale fingers are like statues that have been weathered for thousands of years, rustling and falling dust, accompanied by a slight "cracking" sound, her skin is wrinkled and cracked, and then turned into lime, shaking off and floating away... …

At the last second of consciousness, she saw those two people, and for the first time showed a look that could be called a loss of composure.

The overlapping sounds overlap and penetrate the eardrum.

"A Yin——!"