Light condenses into a column.

It shot straight out and arrived instantly.

Whether it is the Hundred Days Ghost Longming who wants to remind you or the North Yuan Nanfeng, it is a distance away from Qihai Chengzi.

The huge light column, which was round and as thick as the two of them hugged each other, was at its peak again.

Almost the moment it appeared, it was already behind Sumiko Qihai.

There is no time to save you, and there is no time to hide.

anyway.

Even Sumiko Qihai had to bear this blow.

Fortunately, the reminder from Hundred Days Gui Longming is still useful.

At the same time when the light column reached her, Sumiko Nichi turned around.

But she didn't want to hide, and she had no idea about this. Instead, she raised her right hand to the light pillar expressionlessly.

boom.

The beam of light collided with her right hand.

Instead of flying backwards, it exploded directly.

The impact force flew away the sun hat on Sumiko Qihai's head.

The dazzling light burned the eyes of the onlookers, making people unable to help but turn their heads away.

But the five Omiyaji from Ise Shrine seemed to be unable to feel the pain of the needle-punched eyes. Even though they were crying and could not see anything clearly during the explosion, they still stared at the direction where Sumiko Shikai was.

The dazzling light lasted for about three minutes before it slowly weakened and subsided.

Sumiko Nanami reappeared in everyone's sight.

She closed her eyes and had no expression on her face. At first glance, she seemed to be nothing serious.

But once you look at it, you will find out.

She had just raised her right hand that blocked the light column, and was now hanging weakly on her side. From her fingertips to her upper arms, they were all charred and covered with fine cracks, like dry firewood that was about to burn out.

The breeze blew the Buddha, and the subtle things like ashes fell from her right arm, and the red blood penetrated out from the cracks in the wound. The little finger and ring finger of her right hand were blown by the wind, and even turned into ashes, which was shocking.

But with this result, the five Omiyaji of Ise Shrine were obviously not satisfied.

"It's quite courageous."

Sumiko Nichihiro slowly opened her eyes, looked at the leader of Omiyaji, and said without any rush: "Your priest has even given you the only real artifact, but you are not strong enough, and the effect is too poor when used."

Hundred Days Ghost Longming: "..."

The five Damiyaji leader was the sixty-six-year-old man holding the magma.

His name is Jiaren.

No last name.

This kind of situation where there is no surname represents a member of the royal family in Japan.

As for why there is no last name.

The reason is still the same, in order to maintain the myth that the royal family is a descendant of Amaterasu and for the illusory superiority of bloodline.

In addition, this Karen is also the only royal member in the Ise Temple who voluntarily gave up his title of prince and only served Amaterasu as an ordinary Omiyaji.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this.

Only Prince Fumimi Miyashi Shikonet would feel at ease to hand over Gouyu to him.

at this time.

Faced with the provocation of Sumiko Nichi.

Jiaren's expression was neither angry nor sarcastic nor sarcastic.

He glanced at Sumiko Shimiko's arm, showed a pious expression again, raised the magma and pointed it at the Orange of Shimiko Shimiko.

Sumiko Nichihachi can't stop it many times.

He knew this fact very well.

If it doesn't work once, just do it again.

"Those who steal the fortune of the country, Qihai Chengzi will be killed here today, and it is difficult for the gods to save them."

Jiaren said a word gently.

The subtle patterns on the magma lit up again.

And Sumiko Nichihae was still standing there, looking at Prince Jiaren, motionless, as if it was a shame to avoid it.

Just then.

"You are quite calm and at ease, you're almost dead."

A figure suddenly passed by Qihai Chengzi and complained to her.

Sumiko Nichihara looked at the back of Nanfeng Beiyuan, stunned for a moment, and then chuckled softly.

The Nanfeng of Beiyuan blocked the front of Qihai Chengzi, and then glanced at the void in front of him.

【bite】

【hope】

[Urgent Mission: Please save Sumiko Qihai. Whether she needs it or not, she is her only hope.]

Beiyuan Nanfeng couldn't figure out what this task meant.

...In fact, he has almost forgotten the system during this period. In addition to occasionally using the accompanying "insight" to see people, he uses the skills given by the system to cut people.

If you don't look at people, you won't cut them down.

He rarely opens the panel.

Because Beiyuan Nanfeng does not like a mission-style life, he is not a peaceful person at heart. In fact, compared to a stable and certain life, he prefers an unknown future. So when the system first appeared, he was quite worried, such as endless tasks every day.

...He also felt that it was really aggrieved to be hosted by this system.

However, the system seemed to understand him very much and basically did not interfere with him. He decided to break into Miyata Yui's house. This is not a trivial matter, right? But the system did not release a task, but suddenly jumped out of the task in some inexplicable events.

Just like now.

Often at this time, the north and south winds are obedient.

Because he felt that the system finally had a task and still had to give face.

And... he felt that this system was very familiar with him.

Although this idea is nonsensical.

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled self-deprecatingly, stopped his dissipating thoughts, turned his back to Shihai Sumiko, slowly dragged the "knife" out of the instrument, and stood with a knife.

Seeing this scene.

The other four Omiyaji behind him all widened their eyes slightly, revealing an incredible expression.

However, before they could react, they asked questions or questioned Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Nanfeng Beiyuan, who was blocking Qihai Chengzi, bent his waist and spit out two words: "First line."

The strong wind suddenly rose.

The black shadow flew past instantly.

Only a silver line was left in the air.

bite.

Jiaren, who was holding the magma, shrank his pupils and took a step back, trying to retract his hand.

But it was still one step slower.

Beiyuan Nanfeng appeared in front of him, holding the knife, leaned slightly, raised his arm flat, and stabbed the tip of the knife hard onto the Gouyu.

The two collided.

Make a crisp sound.

But the magma held by Prince Jiaren.

It looks not big, with a strong plastic feel, but it is quite tough. The attack of the North Yuan Nanfeng only left a small white mark on it, making the fine lines on it dim again, and did not destroy the magma.

But even if it was not destroyed.

Just leaving a little white mark has already caused Prince Jiaren, who has just maintained a poker face, to change his face greatly, and he is like he wants to eat people!

He stared at the eyes, his eyes as if they were about to protrude, looking at the north and south wind.

"As Amaterasu's people, you can use the three saints' family members on the island! You will also destroy the holy objects! You are so ruthless!"

"Haha, didn't you just say that the gods are hard to save? I don't know why, but I feel very upset when I hear this."
To be continued...