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"Why do I know, I never saw him again until my death." Da Taro said after taking a deep breath.

"How did you die?"

Asakura thought about it for a while, and remembered that after his death thousands of years ago, there seemed to be a great turmoil in Heianjing. Many well-known psychics died or disappeared, and the genre declined. Thousands of years later, the psychic disappeared into the world.

The missing psykers included his famous next-door brother-Abe Seimei.

Ma Canghao never doubted the strength of the brother next door. After all, they had fought since they were young, and they were evenly matched. It was just because he died early, and the result of the fight was that the opponent won him three times more. little bit.

As for his own senior brother, he was indeed a little worried.Although the opponent has a strong hand, but after all, his strength is relatively not very good.

In fact, the corners of Yumo Daitaro's mouth twitched when his strength was only inferior to that of King Asakura Leaf and Seimei Abe. It has been a thousand years since his mouth was still so damaged. Half of this kid's bad reputation was definitely made by himself.

"I'm not like someone else. I'm dying of old age, and I've been able to carry forward my feathers."

Da Taro glanced at the idiot junior brother, meaning that your kid is finally no match for him in this respect.

Relying on the tacit understanding of eating and living together for more than ten years, Ma Cang understood the other party's eyes in an instant, and only said "hehe": "Although that is said, there is no such thing as a feather now."

The Yin-Yang Dao schools in this world have all fallen a lot, not to mention Yu Maoliu, who lost his best disciple early.However, their master Yu Mao Zhonggu probably wouldn't care too much about it.

He wanted to say something again, but he saw Taitaro's eyes were fixed, and a trace of deep sadness appeared on his face.

Da Taro said: "That's because he couldn't find an heir, let alone you, I don't have any."

In Heian-kyo at that time, few psychics were able to do it, and people with a little bit of talent died in that turmoil.

Ma Canghao's complexion finally changed, and he remembered the rumors he vaguely heard when he was in hell.

"After you left, a cursed king appeared in the island country, named 'Two Faces Nuo'. He was very powerful. As soon as he was born, he set off a bloody storm, causing many people to lose hands in Yinyang Dao and Shinto, so that His Majesty the Emperor wanted to Go to Xinshang Kingdom to help."

Ma Canghao frowned, he had heard of this name before, and Ghost Lantern had mentioned it before.

"Don't tell me, even Qingming can't touch him?" If so, he was aroused to be competitive.

"Don't think about it." Asakura's expression changed, and Otaro, who was so familiar with him, sneered, "Of course Abe Seimei can deal with him, but after you left, he fell out with some old guys, so I didn't want to worry about it matter. Later, at the request of the Shinto Yin-Yang Dao Union, they agreed to help hold back the Cursed King."

"Originally Shinto and Yin-Yang Dao wanted to take this opportunity to seal the Cursed King, but they fought among themselves first, and then..."

There was something wrong with the other party's expression at this time, Ma Canghao even saw residual fear in his eyes.

"Da Taro?"

That cursed king is so powerful?Why was he never heard of again?

For existences like them, even if they die one day, there will always be someone to record their former reputation.

Asakura's good face was reflected in Hamo Daitaro's eyes, but what he recalled in his mind was that day.

Abe Seimei was invited to stop the King of Curses. Originally, he had the upper hand. Even if it was the King of Curses, he could not defeat the most powerful onmyoji in the world. However, Seimei was held back by the so-called Yusanjia warlocks behind him. .

The unfinished seal was broken free by the two-faced Su Nuo, and the domain was opened again.

There are many psykers who remain there forever.

Onmyojis, exorcists, psychics, witches, priests, warlocks... all those who died were famous people in Heianjing back then.

In that battle, the sky was dark, blood flowed like a river, broken limbs piled up in the river, buildings collapsed and blocked the back road, and the cries of the undead echoed in the ears of the psykers who survived by chance.

But what impressed Yumo Daitaro was not this bloody hellish scene, but the giant purple sphere that fell from the sky after the Cursed King's Domain was opened.

The sphere was not solid, it was like a dense purple fog that came from a distant sky and quietly landed on this realm.

At that time, Abe Seimei was trying to break away from the domain of the Cursed King. The purple sphere landed silently in the center. Except for the sphere shape that could be seen by the naked eye, no one, including Abe Seimei, noticed it. exist.

It was as if the huge sphere that stopped in the center did not exist, it was nothingness.Their eyes could see him, but their spiritual sense could not catch him.

And what happened after that was the nightmare of Hamo Daitaro's life.

At that time, he was arranged by Abe Seimei to deploy people in the rear, and he witnessed all that with his own eyes.

Those psykers who were still on the battlefield and could fight against the King of Curses were drawn out of life in an instant, melting into the ground like a puddle of mud.

The corpses and blood stains piled up in the river disappeared completely, including the breath of the undead.This piece of heaven and earth has been stripped of its vitality, as if the world is slowly dying.

In this seemingly slow but fast process, the mist emitting purple light dispersed, revealing a translucent humanoid creature.

Only the most basic shape is similar to humans, but the whole body is covered with distorted patterns, and the five sense organs cannot be seen on the head.

His body was so huge that he almost touched the sun when he stood up.

The arrogant king of curses and the most powerful onmyoji in Heian-kyo, Abe Seimei, stood in front of him like a mayfly on a big tree.

No, all of them present at His feet are but lowly dust.

The difference in physique is too great, as long as you look at that huge humanoid creature, you will lose the desire to fight against the enemy in your heart.

Facing such "creatures", the Cursed King can kill all creatures and non-creatures with spell power in the field, which has no effect.

Because, that is not a "creature" that exists here at all.He is neither living nor non-living.

He does not exist, everything about him is nothingness, nothingness that does not exist in the vast universe.

But He is really devouring the life on this land.

Including the mighty cursed king.

The ability of the two-faced Su Nuo was strictly restrained by the other party, and before he could even say a word, he disappeared in the other party's strange voice.

The attacks of the remaining psykers disappeared under the distorted space around him, and the strange voice echoed on the battlefield, returning all their attacks. No one knew where he would appear next moment.

Under such a strange attack, Abe Seimei, who was still breathless, barely supported himself, and tried his best to sense the existence of this predator. He had never trembled like this before facing the cursed king. But there was despair.

He has no soul, no life, the initial purple mist is just that he wants to be seen, so they can see him.

So what about the Cursed King, and what about Abe Seimei?

This is a threat from beyond the sky, and he will swallow up all the life force in this land.

Hamo Daitaro saw him skimming from Heian-kyo to the distant coast. At that moment, the few psykers who were struggling to support heard the wail of Dongying Poseidon Suzhan Naruto.

A powerful island god they had enshrined fell in the hands of the alien devil.

A sky-high wave was set off in the distance, and the companions around him fell silently one by one, and then disappeared into nothingness.The strange sound of the devil's action was heard next to his ears, and invisible despair was spreading, and the psyker who hadn't collapsed in the face of the cursed king completely lost control.

And such anomalies naturally shocked the gods of the island nation, gods who were difficult to invite in the past appeared one after another, trying to stop this sudden natural disaster, and finally disappeared in front of the outsider like a meteor.

Compared with the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood caused by the cursed king, the unknown fear that caused half of the island nation's 800 million gods to fall is even more desperate.

Hamo Daitaro ran forward from behind, and he saw Abe Seimei being taken away by the monster.But that was Abe Seimei, and he might still be alive.

After Ye Wang's death, he was the only one who could be called a friend.

And the steps he took became more and more stiff, and finally he stood in an empty place, raised the folding fan in his hand and turned it into a sharp blade, and stabbed stiffly towards his abdomen.

When he was about to "suicide", a desolate music suddenly sounded in his ears, he turned around and looked over with the remaining spiritual power.

A feather-covered golden car was parked on the destroyed Dongying sea area, and in front of the car stood a young man in a moon-white long coat.

It was he who played the music that Da Taro heard that cleared his spiritual consciousness.

The instrument in the young man's hand is made of pear-shaped bone. It is a unique Taoist sound of nature in Daxia of Shangguo, and its name is "Xun".

Da Taro's mind flashed vaguely the records he saw when he and Ye Wang were studying in Shangguo in the past years. In the court of Heianjing, there were also xun music from Shangguo, but no one could play such remote and implying Taoism. tune.

The young man stood on the golden chariot, his moon white long clothes fluttered, and his long, low-tipped hair was as black as ink.His face fluctuated in light and dark amidst the fluttering hair, only a pair of black pupils with mysterious divine light could be vaguely seen, and a little blue aura fell on the earlobe.

He blew the ancient voice from his lips, and led the humanoid creature that suddenly appeared in Dongpu to the sky again.

Hamo Daitaro came back to his senses, and as far as he could see, he was the only one still standing on the ground.

……

Perhaps it was because the experience was so deep-rooted that Otaro couldn't continue talking later, so he directly opened up his spiritual knowledge to Ma Canghao and let the other party see for themselves.

After a long time, Ma Canghao held his forehead with one hand and the door with the other, and said in a daze, "How come there are races from the universe coming here?"

Da Taro was taken aback for a moment, and then he said urgently, "What do you know?"

Ma Cang slowed down for a while, pursed his lips and said: "That feather-covered golden chariot is the imperial frame for the ancient gods of Shang Kingdom to travel."

Taitaro: "I know,"

When they were young, they went to Shangguo with their master to pay homage, and had the honor to meet the owner of the feather-covered golden chariot, who was the Kunlun goddess of Shangguo.

But none of them knew the black-haired youth playing the xun on the golden chariot.

"But I don't want to ask that."

Da Taro stared closely at Asakura Hao, what he wanted to know was what appeared in Heian-kyo thousands of years ago.

Ma Cang was silent for a long time, his eyes were far away and confused, he murmured: "That is the nothingness of the universe, you can call him--'Griza'."