Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"you……"

Wu Ye's self-talk can only be heard by the most recent demon dream, and she can't even tell her master's Yuko of the most important discovery.

Although Yaomeng is young and not strong, but her mind is very delicate. Earlier, she saw this "fake Wuya" manipulating Remilia's Gangnir, using Marisa's "Master Spark", and even Yu can restore Akong’s shelling.

If these can be explained far-fetched by abilities similar to imitating or copying, then the scene in front of them is absolutely inexplicable.

Yao Meng would never admit his mistakes in that starting style, that movement, that move.

That was the secret sword skill that he was practicing, and hadn't formed yet, but at this time it was used in a complete posture by this "fake Wuya".

Master Yuko, please be careful. This "Wu Ye" is probably not a simple "fake". His origin may be more terrifying than we thought...

Chapter 43—The Fire of Greed

"If only this degree..."

Wu also never knew what arrogance was. If the omniscient and omnipotent Lord really exists, then perhaps it should be his posture.

All the abilities he already knew could not defeat him, and at the same time, he also had all the abilities to fight back.

He hadn't found the ability that threatened him, he even possessed the ability they had never seen before.

"It's over."

Wake up from the nasty narcissism, after Yaomeng has also followed Sakiya's footsteps, Wuya has gained a lot of hateful eyes.

The surrounding nets once again narrowed his range of movement, but this time, Wu did not choose to sit still.

On the left and right, Hua Fan and Yongyi shot at almost the same time, Wu Ye stepped on the void, and the huge five-pointed star array spread along his toes.

"That is--!"

"Onmyoji...?!"

The intangible spiritual power turned into tangible talisman seals, one after another, turned into chains, stained with a black evil aura, like a beast out of a cage, attacking the two ghost kings.

The disgusting aura like a natural enemy made the two ghost kings almost stop at the same time and began to retreat.

"This is impossible! Onmyoji's inheritance should have long been buried in a corner of history... This level of power is simply..."

Hua Fan and Yongyi were not the only ones who were shocked, but the huge Cuixiang also felt a sense of oppression from heart palpitations. As a family targeted by Onmyoji, as ghosts, they were born to be at odds with this power system.

However, to their surprise, Wuya, who launched the onmyoji technique, did not target the three ghost kings in front of him, but

"Found it?!"

With a look of astonishment on Zi's face "pulled" by Wu Ye from the gap, the chains formed by those talisman seals almost locked her position, violently tearing her disguised gap to pieces.

Onmyoji was originally a technique used to cure monsters. Even Zi wanted to escape. What's more, Wu also invaded Zi's gap almost at the moment when the Onmyoji was hit, sealing all her escape routes to death.

At the same time, the ghost kings who had been slammed by Wu Ye rushed forward in shame, but were blocked by groups of black butterflies.

"not good……!"

The sharp-eyed Cuixiang turned his majestic body into a ghost mist almost in the shortest possible time, grabbed the two companions and turned around without thinking.

In Gensokyo, there are only two attacks using "butterfly" as a weapon, one is Yakumo Zi and the other is Yuko, but their attacks are decisively different.

If Yuko's Anti-Soul Butterfly is an elegant dance of death, then the Black Death Butterfly of Yakumo Purple is a terrifying cruel and rotten flower, and the degree of danger is not at all on an order of magnitude.

The Black Death Butterfly was originally the existence of disaster attracted by death. Yakumo Zi, who has a close relationship with Yuko, developed this approach to death based on the abilities of his friends.

So it is only natural that Wu can summon the Black Death Butterfly, since Yakumo Zi was inspired by Yuko, and Yuko’s ability comes from the West Demon

Now even the Westward Demon was a slave driven by Wu Ye, and his ability to die was already under his control.

The two swords taken from Yaomeng were impervious to the air, and the sunflowers that Youxiang attracted could hardly stop his steps, and the patches of black death butterflies almost let the entire land under his feet be replaced by the hell of death.

"Tsk..."

Smacking her lips coldly, Youxiang's proud natural force is withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fist that she swings is her unyielding will, but Wu Ye's cold shelling is the answer to her.

boom----!!

The deadly sin weapon turned into a cannon equipped with a whole arm. The bombardment made the world tremble. As the tyrant died, the withered sunflower and the cracked earth turned into black scorched earth.

"next……"

Almost without stopping, the two swords in Wu Ye's hand had reached Yuko's face, and the messy aura no longer had the calmness of the first sight. At this moment, Yuko's eyes were red, and the overflowing demon power was as sharp as a blade.

"Sorry."

A short apology sounded in Yuko's ears, and she was shocked. The body bound by the power of the realm could not keep up with Wu Ye's surprise attack through the gap.

Lou Guanjian pierced Yuko's body mercilessly, and Wu Ye harvested a fresh life with his hand, adding a bit of weight to his sins again.

Rumble!

The earth of the underworld made an unusual vibration abruptly, Suwako Suwa's small figure stood firmly on the ground, and a solemn and majestic palace slowly emerged on the surface.

The god of death holds the scythe of sanctions, the king of hell raises the banner of trial, the right and wrong Quzhi Hall gathers the souls killed by Wuya, Siji Yingji's glaze mirror suddenly bursts with dazzling light, almost tearing the black mist above her head .

But without the obstacles of the ghost race and the undead, the minions of the westbound demon will soon cover the entire underworld. Even if the death gods try to block its footsteps, in the face of this powerful face, those little lights are still too bad. Eye-catching.

Is this trying to gather combat power and make a comeback?

Wu, who knew the existence of the other side, would naturally not give the opponent such a chance. The long sword of lust has replaced the soul-snatching sword. When he was about to use his hands, the four imperial pillars rising from the ground were like a wall. In front of him.

"Retreat before the power of the gods--!"

The Mansumi Realm on the chest of Yasaka Kanako that descended released light and heat that shone like the sun. With the addition of the Joruri Realm and Moriya faith, this power reached a terrifying strength.

Wu also put away the sword in his left hand, and the golden key in his right hand once again turned into a pitch-black muzzle. The same shocking shelling, but this time did not achieve the expected effect, and the light flying out was distorted by a burst of space. Swallowed, there seems to be traces of stars.

A glimmer of comprehension flashed in his pupils, Wu also raised his head, and as expected, before he knew it, there were already several more troublesome existences there.

The Moon God holding a bow and arrow not only replaced the terrifying black mist with the starry sky, but also tried to join forces with the Sun Goddess. At the same time, her two disciples acted as guards and forwards respectively.

The combination of the ground and moon face gods even made the Westward Demon subconsciously retreat.

What's more, Wu Ye's yin and yang technique used to deter the ghost tribe was actually blocked. From a distance, Prince Shotoku was sitting in the center of the town holding the Seven-Star Sword high, and the Shijie Immortal manipulating the ancient Taoist law was following the Lord's Instructions, step by step to destroy his own onmyoji.

Suddenly, countless kinds of inverted and distorted power fell on him, and the five senses - even cognition were interfered in varying degrees.

It was Yakumo Zi, she broke through her shackles once again, this time it seemed that she was not the only one.