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He is also different from ordinary people.

The Lord of a Hundred Demons has the ability to completely kill gods.

This ability was bestowed by a higher-level being, but it has been mastered by Yuan Qingya.

This is actually one of the reasons why he has enemies all over the world - ghosts and gods are immortal and difficult to kill completely. If a nemesis appears at this time, these ghosts and gods will not be able to sleep or eat in peace if he does not die!

Seeing the white-robed swordsman coming aggressively, an anxious woman's voice spread out from the dim clouds.

"What are you all waiting for?"

"Human! Are you going to disobey the oracle?!"

"And you, Tamamonomae!"

"Are you just watching the show? Aren't you afraid that someone will come and settle accounts with you after this matter is resolved?"

It was obvious that she was anxious.

At the same time, the hazy figure of a woman emerged from the clouds.

"Huang! What are you waiting for?"

"Act quickly and kill this beast!"

But she didn't get a response.

Instead, the young swordsman's cold voice reached her ears.

"The mother goddess of Takamagahara is so angry and frustrated that she can only ask for reinforcements?"

"Do you want to go back and call your man over?"

"Oh, I forgot. Your man has run away after seeing your rotting appearance. Our daughter of Huangquan is single, right?"

Yuan Qingya is really good at speaking and finding people's weaknesses.

According to the stories recorded in the Kojiki, Izanami was indeed once despised and abandoned by her husband, and was even scared to death and ran away.

This was also a great humiliation for her.

Unfortunately, she didn't have more time to retort, because the sword had already arrived.

At the same time, a faint sigh was heard in the chaotic battlefield.

A beautiful figure in a gorgeous kimono suddenly appeared - he was waving a folding fan in his hand, with a fox-faced mask on his face, and his voice was gentle, but it was difficult to tell his gender.

However, behind him, nine fox tails were dancing wildly, bringing up a demonic aura that soared into the sky.

"What a trouble. If I don't take action, the Land of Demons will never be at peace, and my plan will be ruined by these damn gods."

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"Forget it, Yuan Qingya, don't blame me if you die. I had no choice!"

"You are one of the few friends of Qingming."

After a sigh, it extends from a point to a line and then to a surface.

The strange blue-green flames weaved into a huge net, ready to strike.

However, the fire net failed before it was launched.

The sky suddenly darkened and the wind grew colder.

Countless snowflakes are falling.

In front of the nine-tailed fox Tamamonomae, a somewhat petite figure walked on the ice, blocking his way.

The cold wind and snow on the pavement extinguished the blazing fox fire.

When the wind and snow gradually subsided, a face that seemed too young was revealed.

That face is 80% similar to Liu Longren.

"I won't let you pass."

"I swear on this handful of snow."

The boy's words were as cold as snowflakes. He held a sword as long as his height and pointed it at the throat of the nine-tailed fox.

The androgynous Tamamonomae was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily.

"Yo Snow Boy."

"It's been such a long time no see."

"As expected, your friend is more important than me, your former master, isn't he?"

"That really makes me sad."

"You should have remembered that this Xuezou was my sword!"

The Snow Boy was not moved at all.

"These are two different things."

"Senior Qingya made me understand the meaning of being a monster."

"Unlike a Master like you who abandons me so carelessly!"

Tamamonomae's eyebrows turned and she suddenly smiled seductively.

"Good, good, bad boy, let's have some fun~"

As he said that, he drove the fox fire and headed towards the snow boy's snow walk.

The blatant match-fixing has begun!

On the other side, the huge Yamata-no-Orochi was being besieged.

The goldfish princess standing on a giant ship, the great tengu soaring into the sky and controlling the storm, and a taciturn young swordsman with wild oil paint on his face.

These three were in a fierce battle with the Yamata-no-Orochi, which was as big as a mountain.

The main force among them is naturally the Lord of the Tengu with wings on his ribs.

He held a fan in one hand and a flute sword in the other. He flapped his wings and countless feathers were like sharp swords, piercing the Yamata no Orochi all over its body.

But this injury is not fatal.

After all, the current lord of Arakawa who stepped on the giant goldfish ship was still young and could only assist in the attack. But the young swordsman who drew his sword silently, could leave a scar on the body of the Yamata no Orochi with every sword strike.

The situation here was at a stalemate, and the human army was in a tough battle.

The ghosts and gods of Dajiang Mountain are also equally fearless.

When Shuten-doji saw Minamoto no Raikou, his eyes immediately turned red and he entered the Demon King form without hesitation. Red flames rose up into the sky, instantly melting those demon soldiers, with unparalleled power.

Minamoto no Raikou was no pushover either. He glanced at the demon clan's army with a sharp gaze, sneered, drew his sword, and rushed into the demon clan's formation fearlessly.

At the same time, the Onmyoji of the Fujiwara family also began to take action. They prepared spells and summoned shikigami - facing Minamoto Kiyomasa, who was half of their family, they could let him off, but facing these demons, they had no reason to let him off.

This might be the largest-scale battle between ghosts and gods that Uesugi Kiyoshi has ever seen.

As a bystander, he could also feel the cruelty of war.

That kind of weak monster does not have the ability to be immortal.

If they are killed, they die, just like humans.

The situation was stalemate at first, but soon the monster coalition of the Lord of the Hundred Demons was at an overwhelming disadvantage.

Because more and more gods have come to an end.

Izanami is the daughter of the underworld and has countless gods under her command, so she is naturally not a lone commander.

And those gods who enjoy the incense of all living beings are indeed very powerful.

However, Yuan Qingya, who ascended to heaven with a sword and fought fiercely with the "Mother Goddess", had the advantage.

Izanami, who revealed her true form, controlled the water of the underworld and barely coped with the fierce sword. Her figure was shaky, leaving no doubt that she might be killed by a sword and beheaded at some point in time.

At a certain moment.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes suddenly widened.

He was surprised to find that the Lord of a Hundred Demons in the picture had strangely stopped swinging his sword.

It was like time had stopped for him.

He didn't move, but the Girl of Huangquan was not idle.

Izanami seized a good opportunity, her eyes lit up, and she drove countless Yellow Springs Water to hit the Lord of a Hundred Demons heavily on the chest.

The young man's thin figure fell to the ground, stirring up countless smoke and dust.

At the same time, the Yamata-no-Orochi, which was fighting hard over there, suddenly roared like crazy and spit out a cloud of black mist without caring about anything. In the mist, a small snake with eight heads shot out and pierced through Yuan Qingya's chest at lightning speed.

Izanami followed closely, her beautiful face became extremely ferocious, she stretched out her hand, and a fluorescent sword was in her hand.

She couldn't use a sword, but Yuan Qingya had lost the ability to move.

A knife slashed down and pierced into the chest cavity, causing the fragile human heart to explode instantly and blood to surge out like a wave.

She wanted to continue to kill, but then she heard a sharp wail.

Then, countless ghost fires came overwhelmingly.

Aoandon flashed in front of Minamoto Kiyoma, leaned over and hugged him, turned around and waved the lantern in his hand, and pushed Izanami back hundreds of meters.

She looked sad, and leaned down with some trembling, gently kissing the corner of Yuan Qingya's mouth.

"It still made a move. You."

"you"

Before I could even finish my words, I was already sobbing.

Yuan Qingya did not show any regret. He stretched out his hand, weakly stroked Qingxuande's face, and sighed softly.

"Don't cry. I don't like seeing you cry. This is all within our expectations."

"It's up to you from now on. Thank you for your hard work."

"us."

"See you later."