"It seems that you know?"

Yamamoto Goro Saemon continued to talk to himself.

Finally, I couldn't help but narrow my eyes slightly.

There was no movement in the sky, and there was a white sword shadow flashing across the ground.

Yamamoto Goro Zaemon's other arm was cut off before he could react.

The fall was instantly, a little white flame swayed, and then it rubbed, bursting out with a terrifying high temperature.

His other arm burned out instantly.

The black embers, with scarlet afterglow, spread along the sea breeze, and gradually disappeared into nothing.

"This is a warning!"

Her face was filled with evil spirits, and her tone became a little cold:

"The young student said, take care of your mouth and swallow what you shouldn't say!"

"……Hi!"

In the face of power, Yamamoto Goro Saemon, who was originally a businessman during his lifetime, also bowed his head consciously.

"I am willing to obey your demolition, Lord Huashanyuan."

He kneeled on one knee and lowered his head to show humility.

Deeply hidden, his thoughts of conspiracy and trickery flow like poisonous snakes.

"Very good, that's right."

Huashanyuan Lingyin raised her proud neck and looked down at him:

"You are a smart man. Now hand over your name and swallow my spell."

"grown ups?!"

Yamamoto Goro Saemon raised his head in shock

"presumptuous!"

The hilt of the sword carried a huge force and suddenly pressed against him, pressing his face deep into the cement floor.

After the sour teeth-stricken friction sound, Yamamoto Goro Zaemon felt the humiliation that his lungs were as angry as they were.

"The young actor didn't say anything, how dare you look up?"

"Sir, I'm not your subordinate yet!"

With anger, Yamamoto Goro Saemon made a low voice.

If his face had not been protected by demonic energy, it would have been bloody at this time.

This woman is too much.

"I think it's too much?"

"In order to survive, the loser wrote his own famous post and gave it to the counterpart, and was willing to be controlled by the talisman. Isn't this the origin of Shikigami?"

"You think it's too much, this is a tradition!"

"Do you dare to despise tradition? Are you resentful?"

"Are you worthy of a monster who calls himself Japan?"

Yamamoto Goro Zaemon tried hard to raise his head several times, but was pressed tightly by irresistible gravity.

Only in vain protests were made:

“Traditionality may also be dross, I just don’t like it.”

"We all live in hell."

"One day, I will become the lord of ghosts and monsters, and then lead the monsters to abolish these..."

With a loud bang, Huashanyuan bell sounded completely pressed him into the cement layer.

"This guy is unexpectedly a person who can make trouble."

The somewhat tired Huashanyuan bell sound did not care about his protest and set up a magic circle on his own.

The pentagram inside and the concentric circle outside, a faint light slowly illuminates.

He picked up his pen and wrote a talisman, like a living thing, and walked on his own and gradually climbed up Yamamoto Goro Saemon's body.

These ink traces gradually fade away, hidden under the skin, gradually penetrate inward and transform.

Straws of black air circling, and the body of the arrogant monster spread.

As soon as he touched the light white light that lit up on the magic array, he immediately launched a fierce confrontation.

From time to time, there is a "crackling" sound and the sound of wooden strips breaking.

Sporadic texts were destroyed and dimmed.

There was also a flash of lightning and thunder that wiped out a small piece of black fog.

With the continuous supplementation of the bell tones of Huashanyuan, the light of the magic circle quickly suppressed the black fog.

In the end, the light became more and more rich and grand, with subtle white spell characters, which were connected and combined to form tiny chains that penetrated into the depths of the black fog.

Above the four corners, the white candles floating in the air are swaying unsteadily.

The flame is a faint cold white flame without any temperature.

Through the white light, her figure shone out and dragged it to the ground long.

In a vague way, the shadows seemed a little weird.

At that moment, there was a very faint ghost.

"The God of the North!"

"Water of the Five Elements!"

"Quickly prove the magical power!"

"The sound of the bell in Huashanyuan, I would like to invite the gods of heaven and earth."

She sang slowly and slowly. With a finger on her right hand, a drop of red blood rolled down, with agate-like crystal clearness.

“……In this testimony, we will give the presence before us, in the name of a storyteller.”

As the blood beads continued to fall, the light of the magic circle became brighter and the face of Huashanyuan Lingyin became paler.

Her hands and feet felt cold, but her forehead gradually became sweaty.

The relationship between existence and vagueness gradually communicates between the two.

Hanayama Inner Suinto saw Yamamoto Goro Saemon trembling.

After a moment, the world was pure.

Even in a coma, the severe pain still made his body tremble subconsciously.

The bell of Huashanyuan had to knock him out many times.

It is extremely painful to establish a contract and give a name.

If everything goes well, she will gain a real big monster as a Shikigami.

"The big monster is indeed much stronger than the ordinary monsters, and the resistance is also very fierce."

"If it weren't for the Demon Repelling Sword, it wouldn't have been so easy to win."

"Even if he is suppressed for a while, he will be backfired because of the huge power gap."

"But that was me before, and now I am already fearless."

The ritual of Shikigami transformation gradually came to an end.

The spiritual power of Huashanyuan Lingyin was temporarily improved to the best state with the blessing of the magic circle.

At the same time, a large amount of blood mixed with cinnabar formed a special spell that quickly wanders under the body surface.

The handwriting "storyteller" was formed.

Giving it a name means applying a spell, which is Shikigami.

The so-called Shikigami is the exclusive noun of Yin and Yang Dao.

It refers to the illusion of the underworld spirit summoned by Onmyoji and listened to his command.

If divided in detail, it can be divided into two categories: good gods and ghosts.

Basically, the "material" for making Shikigami (actually the props for summoning Shikigami) is mainly paper.

In addition, there are also cases of using humans and birds and beasts "formal generation"

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Then the caster sang the spell and blow it
To be continued...