I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

"If you have made mistakes, you certainly need to be punished, but perhaps not to the point of death; you just need to repent."

This is the information he learned from Old Cat over the past two days.

The culture of yokai in Shikoku is probably the best in Japan.

Because this area is mostly mountainous, the population is sparse.

Those yokai who like to eat humans dislike this very much, and therefore do not want to stay in Shikoku.

Most of the yokai who remained in the four kingdoms were unwilling to steal divine artifacts from humans, which is why they had no choice but to come here to cultivate diligently and choose to trade for one.

in other words.

Shikoku is a place where honest demons dwell.

However, Shiraki Shun didn't dare to say he was dead.

Whether he has committed a crime or not can only be determined after he has reviewed the Shikon Jewel.

"How can you guarantee that what you're saying is true?" one of the monsters asked, skeptical.

Bai Mujun said with utmost seriousness, "Because whether it's exorcising one or exorcising a group, it doesn't really make any difference to me."

“No, there are still differences.” He paused for a moment, then added cautiously.

"I think it's simpler and less strenuous to exorcise a group."

Listen to this, is this even human language?

The demons of the four kingdoms stared speechlessly at the handsome young man with a gentle demeanor before them.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was good, Shiramu Shun continued.

"If you still want to fight me after saying all this, please stay where you are."

Instead, please stand on the left.

After he finished speaking, the demons exchanged glances, regardless of each other's expressions.

The legs or claws immediately began to move.

The vast majority of them lean towards the left.

Those who remained were only some vicious and notorious monsters.

And the Minotaur race.

This scene startled the Minotaur race.

They know it in their hearts.

If we could gather the power of all the monsters from the four kingdoms, we might be able to fight them.

Once you find yourself in a situation where you have to fight alone

That would be the end of it all!

"Priest, you can't divide us!" A furious shout suddenly came from among the minotaurs.

"The monsters of the four countries unite and will overcome all obstacles!"

"We will lead the charge!"

"The Tauren are unmatched!"

With several roars, the tall and powerful minotaurs at the forefront charged towards Bai Mujun.

It was extremely fierce, lowered its head, and revealed its sharp horns.

They would either pull out a black, pointed trident or unleash powerful demonic energy and magic, aiming at Bai Mujun's vital points.

We must strike with a single, decisive blow!

Take the priest to the underworld!

Seeing these suddenly appearing minotaurs, Shiramu Jun could only shake his head regretfully.

In the blink of an eye, a silver light shone on his palm.

He simply pushed it away with a palm strike.

The powerful silver light instantly engulfed the minotaur who was about to go berserk.

crackling

In an instant, the crisp sound of the black trident hitting the ground rang out.

Behind him, the Great God unconsciously picked up his rice bowl and took a couple of bites.

Good heavens, one palm strike wipes out a whole bunch of minotaurs.

It's really good with rice.

Is there anything else?

After delivering the palm strike, Bai Mujun turned to face the demons and asked in a friendly manner.

All the demons shuddered.

They all pretended to be nonchalant and avoided Bai Mujun's gaze.

However, the pace of his footsteps suddenly quickened.

"Ibaraki, what the hell are you doing?"

In mid-air, the bull-headed demon, who had just recovered from the continuous impacts, roared in anger and embarrassment.

Because of its unique species, it was used by the great demon Ibaraki as a tool for clearing the way.

After several kilometers of continuous collisions, the corners were worn down a bit.

"Shut up!"

Ibaraki let out a low growl.

"Haven't you noticed yet? The priest has already arrived!"

The bull-headed demon was taken aback, then seemed to understand something, and gritted his teeth.

"Damn, is that cat the mole?"

"You little kitten, you're pretty awesome too."

It cursed a few times in anger.

Suddenly, something came to mind.

"But what will happen to my tribe if we run away?"

"Don't even think about it, it's gone!" Ibaraki-doji said irritably.

Upon hearing this, a trace of grief and indignation flashed in the eyes of the Minotaur, who howled in protest.

"I never imagined that I, as chieftain, would abandon my tribe and flee; it is a disgrace to the Tauren."

"However, the bloodline of the Minotaur race must be continued by me, and I have no choice but to live on with this mission in mind."

"This is the will of Heaven to destroy my Minotaur race; it has nothing to do with me."

After reciting it a few times, the bull-headed demon's mood improved considerably.

Compared to the Minotaur Demon, the Azure Scale Demon appeared much calmer, its emerald green snake eyes fixed on Ibaraki.

"Ibaraki, what other options do you have now?"

"I know a place where I can escape the priests' search, but that's a last resort," the great demon Ibaraki said through gritted teeth.

What place is it?

Two voices rang out simultaneously from different locations.

One question, naturally, came from the great demon Qinglin.

And another

Ibaraki-doji's expression froze.

He slowly turned his head, as if he had a stiff neck.

Looking at Shiraki Jun, whose smile was warm and sunny, not far in front of him.

In those handsome eyes, Ibaraki-doji seemed to see a large, bright red character floating above his head.

Dangerous.

Chapter 130 Let My Lord Escape the Underworld

high altitude.

Above the calm clouds.

Even the sunlight seemed exceptionally bright.

This is because Ibaraki-doji had been putting in all his effort from the very beginning, desperately trying to increase the altitude of his flight.

Now, the powerful demons are more than ten kilometers away from the ground.

We passed through the troposphere and arrived at the stratosphere.

The reason for this was that Ibaraki-doji still harbored a sliver of hope.

Although priests can fly, they may not be able to perform this at this height!

He is, after all, human, and perhaps he cannot adapt to such an extreme environment.

But this wishful thinking shattered the moment Ibaraki-doji saw that handsome face.

At this moment, Bai Mujun stood quietly above the clouds, looking at the three great demons whose faces had turned ashen in an instant, and asked with great interest.

"Where do you think you're going, you great demons?"

The Minotaur and the Azure Scale Demon were taken aback.

Subconsciously, I looked towards the center, where the great demon Ibaraki was positioned as the main character.

"Priest!" Ibaraki-doji glared at Shiraki-jun with intense resentment, his crimson demonic eyes radiating fierce hatred.

"It's you, it's always you"