Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

"He is absorbing the power of my faith, and using it to try to break free from the shackles of the dream mirror."

"No wonder he wants to preach under my name. His name is probably on the blacklist of the Tokyo Supernatural Organization. Using my name will make him less noticeable."

"Besides, my faith accumulated over hundreds of years is now just a bargain for him."

'Good plan'

"pity."

"The victim has come to our door!"

Chapter 222 Fish and Thunder

Someone broke into the room, and naturally there was a commotion among the black-robed people who were praying.

Several pairs of eyes flashing with strange red light looked towards the door.

Ming Hai Xinwu casually turned the Kaikokusaku in his hand, stared at the eyes filled with inexplicable malice, and walked forward.

It is worth mentioning that the temperature in this room is much higher than outside. Perhaps for this reason, the fish-man-like "Deep Diver" did not appear here.

But, those black-robed believers don't seem to be good people either.

Some of them are still praying persistently, ignoring the changes in the outside world.

The other part, however, surrounded Ming Hai Shingo quickly with ferocious looks.

Seeing this, Nobuna Narumi naturally knew that her brother had important things to do and couldn't be disturbed by these trash.

So, the big loli, with her hair flying, took a heavy step forward, put her hands together, and let out a low shout.

"Spirit fish spits out its buds, sea tiger swallows the abyss!"

The originally small and cute Kaihoramaru suddenly jumped up from somewhere, and as Nobuna Narumi spoke, his body swelled up in the wind, and like a rampaging tank, he rushed directly into the crowd of black-clad believers.

Kaihumaru's bloody mouth kept opening and closing, and his fine and sharp teeth were as efficient as a meat grinder. The black-clothed people who were caught off guard were like food scooped up from the pot by a shovel. They all went into Kaihumaru's stomach and turned into minced meat.

Now the prayer ceremony could not go on.

Angry howls sounded in the empty room. Many men in black were flashing with fire and lightning. The intertwined lightning and flames attacked the domineering Kaihumaru, but were defeated by a layer of light blue ripples on its surface.

"Hey, hurry up! It's not like before. I don't have much demonic power left. There are too many of them. Lingbo Protection can't hold out for long!"

The big Loli clasped her hands together with a somewhat ferocious expression. The activation of Kaihumaru, its enlargement, its swallowing of enemies, and the layer of barrier on the surface of its body were all her masterpieces, which were very exhausting for her.

"Okay, I see. Thank you for your hard work."

Ming Hai Shingo nodded, quickened his pace and started running.

Many black-clad believers tried to stop him, but they were all cut down by the sharp blade that flashed with golden light. Ming Hai Xinwu entered the water pit unhindered.

He walked on the water as if he were walking on flat ground, and his speed was faster than on flat ground. After a few seconds, he had rushed to the front of the statue.

He raised the knife without hesitation and chopped it diagonally with unparalleled force. He actually wanted to chop his former body into pieces!

The four large, black maggots did not let him succeed. They jumped up from Arakawa's body, and the lightning folds on the surface of their bodies shone brightly. Countless lightning mixed with flames burst out from their bodies, like a huge net covering Nobuo Nagami's body.

Kaikokusaku paused on the ground, and the golden sword stood strangely in the water. Minghai Shingo sneered, bent his knees and half-knelt, stretched out his palms and pressed them on the water surface. The obvious ink-jade black color was surging in his blood-red pupils, exuding an astonishing murderous intent.

"Struggle and sink, and be buried in the belly of the fish!"

"Fish! Swim upstream!"

The water boiled in an instant.

The originally somewhat turbid rainwater violently produced endless foam, and countless inky black seas snaked deep into the water under Shingo's feet. As if in response, large schools of black fish swam swiftly, breaking out of the water one after another, fearlessly facing the maggot incarnation of the Eight Thunder Gods.

Purple-blue lightning occupied the sky, and black fish emerged from the water. Half of the surface was flickering with light and shadow, and the other half was splashing with water. The two extraordinary powers intersected, and the fish formed by the condensed water of demonic power were evaporated by the power of fire and thunder. Countless boiling water vapors quickly spread around, making the black-clothed believers who were already unable to hold on even worse.

The smoke and dust cleared, and a few seconds later, Ming Hai Xinwu once again held the Kaikokusaku and looked at his former body in front of him with some nostalgia. There was no injury on his body.

However, the four maggots were hanging in the air with some fear, about ten meters away from Ming Hai Shingo, staring at him hungrily.

"Heh, he is the true god of Takamagahara, the son of Izanami, and the subordinate god of Takemikaze. How did the once majestic Eight Thunder Gods become like this now?"

"It's fine that you were taught a lesson by the son of the white fox, but a few years ago, a mortal swordsman was able to break into your dream and chop your divine bodies into pieces - isn't that shameful?"

"Now you have retreated into the stinking ditch, barely surviving. If I am not mistaken, you intend to collude with the Outer Gods in an attempt to recover from your injuries and make a comeback?"

"Don't you know that colluding with foreign gods is a taboo for gods? If this matter were known to the world, would you still be able to return to Takamagahara?"

"Unfortunately, you didn't succeed either, and you ran into me today."

"I don't want to waste my time talking to you. Tell me where you got my divine body. Today I will kill you and send you back to Dream Mirror to continue your confinement."

Shingo Nagami's tone was indifferent, as if he didn't take these clones of the gods seriously at all.

A sharp, metallic sound, like the friction between two pieces of iron, suddenly rang out.

"This tone... is from you! Arakawa!"

"You are indeed not dead!"

"Jie Jie"

An extremely unpleasant laugh was heard, and the black maggots twisted their bodies as if they were dancing, appearing somewhat excited.

"What a lucky guy! If I swallow you, I can completely take away your divine power! There's no need to absorb it bit by bit like this!"

"You managed to escape from the hands of the sea monster, but you will be destroyed in our hands. This is your fate!"

Ming Hai Xinwu glanced back and laughed disdainfully.

"Ha, if your true bodies come, the eight brothers will gather together in their complete form. I am now a human being, and my demonic power is far less than before, so I can only retreat."

"Can"

"You guys can only control some maggots to do things, why are you so arrogant?"

Before he finished speaking, a figure flashed by like lightning.

Hai Guozuo, with a layer of dark light, chopped a maggot that was grinning strangely with incredible precision, splitting it evenly into two halves.

After the maggot's body was cut in half, it immediately stopped twisting and turned into ashes like a piece of paper that had burned to the extreme.

Without giving the Eight Thunder Gods any chance to breathe, Ming Hai Shingo's actions were continuous, and the black demonic power of Kaigoku was fully revealed. The maggots' bodies should have been severely damaged by the previous black school of fish. Their movements became slow, and they broke into pieces at the slightest touch. Soon, there were no noisy insects around Ming Hai Shingo.

The black-clad believers who saw all this were basically stunned, and then their faces were filled with fear. They knelt on the ground in disbelief and kept bowing down, like headless flies, becoming vulnerable.

After sheathing the sword, Ming Hai Xinwu's expression suddenly froze.

The corners of his mouth curved into a sharp arc.

"You're unwilling to accept this, so you invited me?"

"I can kill you here, and I can kill you again in the dream mirror!"

"There is no fear in front of Arakawa's god!"

Chapter 223 Huangquan Hirazaka

The battle between gods and demons is not just a fight in this world, but a victory in the dream mirror.

Ever since the battle in the Heian period that was sealed in an epic and many people who knew about it kept silent about it, most of the ghosts, gods, and monsters have been sealed in the dream mirror. Even if they can come to the world by taking over another's body or descending into another's world, the power of their incarnations cannot be compared with their complete forms.

The dream mirror of the extraordinary person corresponds to the "Kingdom of God" of God.

That is the home ground of the gods. If a god is invaded and severely damaged in his own kingdom, it is definitely not because their kingdom is too weak - but because the invader is too strong.

There is no doubt that playing at home will increase combat effectiveness.

Shingo Narumi sensed an inexplicable calling, just like what he had just felt outside.

Now he understood that the familiar feeling he had just sensed in the distance was the body of his former god.

What he sensed now was the "invitation" from the Eight Thunder Gods.

It seemed that he was unwilling to let his incarnation be destroyed by himself, or perhaps he did not want all his efforts over the years to go to waste, or more likely he simply wanted to devour the soul of Lord Arakawa and complete his nirvana and rebirth.

Nobuo Nagisa could feel the urgent desire clearly.

But he didn't want to back down.

If his anger before was only about his divine name being stolen and Arakawa's people being massacred, then now he has another reason to be furious.

Someone is stealing the power of his faith, desecrating his body, and trying to take away the heavy title and responsibility and destroy them.

This was something he would never allow.

He has been protecting this land for hundreds of years, and many of his habits seem to have seeped into his bones and blood and are difficult to forget.

Moreover, Lord Arakawa has never been a kind-hearted or gentle god.

All he left behind was the legend of his violent temper and unrivaled fighting power.

Turning around and looking at Nobuna Nagami, Nobuo Nagami saw a familiar determination - that look seemed to say, just go for it, I'm here.

Kaihoramaru had also completely suppressed those leaderless black-clad believers, so Minghai Shingo closed his eyes without any burden and sank his mind into the sea of ​​stars.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness came over me, and the next second, when I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in this world.

The wind was blowing coldly, the sky was gray with a hint of dirty yellow, the surroundings were endless with no sense of space, all that could be seen was the devastated land with traces of burns from lightning and fire everywhere, and Nobuo Minghai was walking on a rugged path.

The dusty, desolate environment, the thick feeling of oppression, and the somewhat unsettling haze were not enough to change his color.

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"Sure enough, there's nothing new here. Is Yomi better than Ryosaka?"

"Why, do you want to call out your Yellow Springs Army to help out?"

"I have seen the Lord of Hell before. How dare a weak god like you, a useless playboy, ...

"court death!"

Gently waving the Kaikokusaku in his hand, the inky evil aura lingered around his body uncontrollably. Ming Hai Xinwu's facial features became a little deep and his face a little pale, but he did not look panicked.

When the Eight Thunder Gods first appeared in "Kojiki", they were born from the corpse of Izanami. Later, he led 1,500 Yellow Springs troops to hunt down Izanami. His nature as a god is inseparable from the word "Yellow Springs".

And this place should be the legendary "Yozen Hirasaka" - the road leading to the underworld.

As soon as Ming Hai Xinwu finished speaking, a deafening and wild laughter sounded in the sky.

"You actually dare to come?!"