Chapter 2214:
As the meaning of the boundary line between humans and gods, Zhulianyu is often used to arrange large-scale enchantment props in the island country. become.
It takes at least 50 years of painstaking efforts by a hundred spirit formation masters to make the Zhulianzhuan that surrounds this ancient courtyard that covers an area of 1,000 square meters.
However, with a stab by Yuna without any ability, the large barrier covering Qianping suddenly collapsed.
"The more precise something is, the easier it is to break down in detail."
A sarcastic voice accompanied by a shrill siren resounded throughout the ancient compound.
For the godslayer's magic resistance, any spells that did not reach the realm of the gods are just paper tigers that can be destroyed with a stab. He doesn't need to make any preparations, just physical contact.
The sound of Bo Bo Bo continued to explode, as if countless wine bottles were smashed on the ground.
The main family of Qingqiuyuan, who had hidden traces, was finally exposed to the atmosphere under the shattering of the outer barrier, reaching the point where it was visible to the naked eye.
"Enemy attack!!!!"
"The wind and teeth gathered, the enemy attacked from the ridge!!!!"
Hearing the sharp shouts in the courtyard, Yu casually grabbed a part of Zhu Lianxuan and yanked it, and the already dilapidated barrier was suddenly shattered by this pull.
"Let's go, let's see what kind of toys the Qingqiuyuan family has prepared for me."
Accompanied by that wanton voice, Yoo put his hands in his pockets and took a step forward, seemingly indifferently heading straight towards the gate of the courtyard.
Luo Hao in the back squinted his eyes, looked at Yu's tensed body, a smile flashed in his bright eyes, and followed behind you slowly.
"This is true, there is only one way to go to the dark."
Amakusa Touma took out a tissue, wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth and followed the pace of the two demon kings. The bleak back had a hint of a strong man going away.
With a bang.
The bronze-colored courtyard gates flew open, and the huge wooden fragments mixed with huge kinetic energy directly smashed some guards behind who couldn't dodge into a sieve, and blood splattered all over the place.
"attack!!!"
A middle-aged bearded warrior who seemed to be the leader suddenly swung down his samurai sword after dodging the shards of wood.
The members of Qingqiuyuan, who were behind the middle-aged warrior, didn't say much, and directly slapped Yuu with a dead hand.
The samurai who wielded a tachi and stabbed you in the eyeball in a sinister way; the ninja who hid and attacked the key points; the onmyoji who operated all kinds of strange props and cast curses, everyone coldly ordered the killer.
In the face of the enemy who came to kill you, no fool would say polite words, they would only indifferently make you a corpse, and then use secret techniques to grab the information they want from their heads.
The strong food of the weak in the magic world is vividly reflected at this moment.
The only thing they misjudged was the strong and weak side, who was it.
[Kneel down—! ! ! ! ]
Yu's eyes narrowed, and the magic power spewed out like a volcanic eruption. The huge magic power mixed with the spirit of words directly turned the language into reality.
As if reflecting the authority of Mother Earth, the surrounding gravitational force was twisted in an instant, and at this moment, thousands of times of gravity rolled over.
With the sound of the balloon being squeezed, the bodies that could not withstand the pressure of gravity burst open, and red blood mixed with minced meat sprinkled every corner of this quaint front hall.
"Let's go." Waiting for the twist of gravity to recover, he walked indifferently, stepping on the **** water, and walked slowly towards the ancient house on the inside.
Without a word, Luo Hao calmly crossed the **** beach and followed behind Yu, without accusing or scolding, as if Yu did these things for granted, which made Touma Amakusa in the back palpitated.
After the three of them left, only the hell-like venue was left at the gate, saying something silently.
The main courtyard of the Qingqiuyuan family.
A pretty woman with black hair and black eyes was sitting on the tatami, looking coldly at the tea cup in front of her, the tea that had lost its temperature and the tea sprouts floating on the water that should have been fried.
Mizui-style divination, a method of divination with high accuracy, is a divination method that Qing Qiuyuan Lan, the former Yuan witch and the current Qingqiuyuan Patriarch, is good at.
"The tea is cold, is it difficult to destroy it? Dry tea leaves have turned into new buds..."
Qingqiu Yuanlan sighed and said sadly, "It's the one who came, right?"
A middle-aged beautiful woman knelt down behind Qingqiuyuan Lan and lowered her head with a pale face.
"Besides that one, there is also the King of Martial Arts from Jiangnan..."
"Actually the two Rakshasa kings are here, and the target is the royal husband!" Qingqiu Yuanlan picked up the ice-cold tea and took a slow sip.
Although it was a little sad, the Qingqiuyuan family alone was not enough for two demon kings to arrive at the same time. The only people who could attract the attention of the tyrants who ruled the earth were the kings of the same grade and the gods who were the prey.
"Send those worms and old people out, it's time for them to sacrifice for the family. Let the maiden at home see the position of the royal husband, and at the same time inform Hui Na in the secret realm to let her bring the sword."
The girl, who was already over a hundred years old, calmly considered a plan to survive.
The moths in the family have to be cleaned up sooner or later, and there are old people with no potential mixed in, which are all consumed as a punching bag for the devil. I just hope that after arriving at the main courtyard, the devil can relieve his anger.
The relationship with Yu's husband is obviously unretainable. If there is any concealment, it must be the same as the Saya Palace family.
As for the shrine maiden she called this generation of tachi, her granddaughter Qingqiuin Huina, naturally, it was not just because the other party was the shrine maiden who contacted Susanoo.
More importantly, the results of the divination and the only surviving young patriarch of the Shaye Palace gave Qingqiuyuan Lan a glimmer of hope. If she was unfortunately killed, Qingqiuyuan Huina's survival could continue to be passed down.
As for escaping from the hands of the two demon kings, what even gods may not be able to do, what can mortals like them do.
The middle-aged beautiful woman in the back turned pale suddenly, and raised her face similar to Qingqiuyuan Lan, she pursed her lips, and said in a suppressed voice: "Yes!!!"
As the woman in the back disappeared, Qingqiu Yuanlan slowly took out all the weapons on her body and put them aside.
"Sustain or exterminate the clan? This day is coming very fast." Qingqiu Yuanlan said with a bitter smile while taking the weapon with the warmth of her body.
Putting the weapon aside, Qingqiu Yuanlan sorted out the simple and elegant lavender kimono on her body, leaned over slowly, and knelt down on the tatami.
The sandalwood sliding door was directly pulled open, and with the sound of the door opening, it sounded quietly with a playful voice.
"Ah? Is this surrender?"
Chapter 283 A Wonderful Flower Among the Gods
"Ah? Is this surrender?"
You narrowed her eyes and looked at the woman kneeling on the ground in front of her with a playful face.
With black and beautiful hair like ink, she was wearing a simple and elegant kimono, which was obviously a simple kimono, but she wore twelve simple nobility and elegance on her body.
The classical temperament that has accumulated over time is enough to satisfy anyone's desire for noble blasphemy, but now Yu's eyes are full of jokes and tyranny.
It is almost universally accepted common sense that women in the magic world are more beautiful as they get older. They are like wine stored in ivory barrels, constantly adding their own temperament and mellowness under the precipitation of time.
