Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

The sky cluster cloud sword came out of its sheath, with a mist like the sky, and the sword, one of the three great artifacts, was covered with something like a white cloud.

"Draw a knife!"

How fast is the speed at which Liangyi falls and draws the sword, the Qingfang master who rushes in the first place is instantly split into two halves from beginning to end!

"Wow!"

The blood of the disgusting monster spurted out with the internal organs of the monster, and the stench permeated the Buddha hall, but the blood, not a drop of it splashed on the imperial **** robe of Liang Yiluo.

No tricks or special abilities are required. Liang Yiluo is holding a sword in the sky, like an ordinary human warrior, waving with one hand, freely walking under his feet, as if dancing, but every slash is The dismemberment of a monster.

Arms, thighs, head, blood, internal organs, stench, these monsters, naturally no one can resist him with a single blow!

In just a few breaths, Liang Yiluo used pure sword techniques to corpses all these thirty monsters! More than 30 corpses lay scattered in this Buddhist palace, the smelly blood of the monsters even splashed on the Buddha statues, and it was difficult to find a complete corpse among the broken corpses on the ground.

"I can't help but hack it!"

Liang Yiluo made a boring voice, and the smile on his face was still plain and gentle. Compared with the monster, he might be more like a monster!

"vomit……"

Bai Lian looked at the corpses all over the floor, smelling the **** smell, couldn’t hold on any longer, and vomited it out. Although these corpses were monsters, the appearance of those people was no different from the corpse mountain that saw humans. ...

Chapter 0020 Wash it up and come back again!

The leader of Qingfang Master was a little sluggish, and he hadn't even said anything while holding Minglian. Those monsters were all killed?

Stepping into that magic sacrifice formation, Liang Yiluo lowered his head and looked at it.

This sorcery is quite amazing. It uses the magic of monsters to use human beings as a container in this temple dedicated to Kunshamentian to capture Kunshamentian’s belief and power.

After the transformation of the sacrificial array of witchcraft, Kunsha Mentian’s Buddhist power, after removing the harmful parts, becomes something that can be absorbed by monsters and injected into the container. The monster eats humans, and it is Naturally gaining Kunsha Mentian's mana, this can be regarded as a way to steal faith.

The master of Qingfang watched Liang Yiluo walking towards him step by step, a little frightened. The onmyoji master hadn't used onmyoji yet, and swordsmanship alone had killed so many monsters in an instant.

It's just that he was a little unwilling to give up the fat he got.

Just in the threat of Liang Yiluo to him and the temptation to become a big monster, he decisively chose the second one.

"Onmyoji, you... uh."

Before he finished speaking, the owner of Qingfang felt a pain in his neck, then his eyes rose high, and then he saw the ground, and his entire consciousness became blurred.

"I have no time, listen to your dying nonsense!"

The headless corpse spouted a lot of blood from the neck, and showered the white lotus that had just finished vomiting in front of her body. The girl was stunned for a moment, smelling the blood on her mouth, bending over again and retching, but the girl Because poverty is not enough to eat, the ones just now are all her inventory.

Holding the Sky Cong Yun Sword upside down, Liang Yi fell into the sacrifice formation and walked two steps, found the connection point among them, and slammed the blade into the ground fiercely.

The most important core of the magic circle was broken, the strange patterns on the ground slowly disappeared, and the chains that bound Bailian and Minglian were gone, and the two finally regained their freedom.

As soon as she regained her freedom, the traumatized Ming Lian knelt on the ground, grinning, Bai Lian resisted the desire to vomit, and anxiously held her younger brother, looking at his shoulder that was missing a piece of flesh, feeling helpless.

This kind of wound is no longer something she can treat.

Bai Lian sweated anxiously. Looking at her brother's reluctant smile, she gritted her teeth, stood up and trot to the front of Liang Yi Luo, then knelt down heavily on her knees.

"Master Onmyoji! You are merciful, please, please save the lotus! Let me be a slave, please, as long as you can save the lotus."

Bai Lian couldn't kneel down, kneeled and worshiped, tears that had been drained flowed again, followed by the blood on his face, mixed with the smell of blood, and dropped down on this Buddhist temple.

"Minglian..." Liang Yiluo murmured to himself, this name seemed to have some memory, he said with great interest: "What is your name?"

"The girl's name is Bailian. That's my brother Minglian. We are villagers living at the foot of Xingui Mountain."

Hearing Liang Yiluo's question, Bai Lian replied in a hurry, for fear that he would go against the onmyoji in front of him and leave with a wave of his hand. The last hope of Ming Lian was gone.

"White Lotus..."

Liang Yiluo thought hard, and finally found relevant information in the corner of his memory. After all, I don't know how many years have passed. Even if the memory is not lost, Liangyi will not remember something when it is right.

With a flip of the wrist, the tip of the sword touched the girl's chin. The cold as ice sword, with traces of murderous aura overflowing from it, caused Bai Lian's body to tremble, only to feel uneasy breathing.

The sword transformed by the eight-qi big snake, slashing demons and killing countless people, is not something ordinary people can touch.

Slightly hardening the wrist, as if holding the girl's chin with the hand, the tip of the sword raised the girl's head. The girl knelt on the ground, Liang Yi looked at her condescendingly, her golden brown eyes were full of persistence, but the girl's face was stained with blood, and she couldn't see the specific appearance.

After looking around, it was like a dude molesting a good **** the street. After finding that he couldn't see anything, Liang Yi gave up temporarily and inserted the Heaven Cluster Cloud Sword into the scabbard on his waist.

"Then let this lord come to see his injury!"

Liang Yiluo crossed Bai Lian and walked to Ming Lian. The girl did not dare to get up, but knelt on the ground, crawling on her knees, bowing her head deeply...

Without carefully observing the wound, Liang Yiluo just glanced at it, and said lightly: "Even if an ordinary onmyoji or healer sees this kind of wound, I am afraid it will be a vain..."

Bai Lian became desperate when she heard Liang Yi Luo's words.

"However, this lord is not an ordinary onmyoji! Even if he only talks about medical skills, apart from that moon's mind, he thinks that no one can beat me."

With a word, Bai Lian gave birth to hope again. This sudden up and down mentality was more sad than a roller coaster.

Liang Yiluo stopped talking, just like an ordinary Onmyoji, took out a charm from the wide sleeve, and dropped it at random, and the charm fell on Ming Lian's shoulder wound.

Ming Lian only felt warmth, and the wound that was missing a large piece of flesh and bone, the numbness, and the bones that humans could not grow again, gradually grew out under the Yin Yang technique. However, Liangyiluo was not completely cured.

"The basic situation is okay, the rest is to slowly cultivate."

At the point where the Liangyi falls, unless it involves the ‘fa’ and the ‘reason’ things, other skills and supernatural powers, they are all at hand.

Bai Lian and Ming Lian thanked each other again and again. To this brother and sister, it was nothing more than a gift of reconstruction.

Liang Yiluo frowned, turned his head and glanced at the outside of the hall, a large tank in the center of the square filled with water picked by the monk.

He said with some dissatisfaction, "Don’t get my clothes dirty. You two will go there and clean it up for me. There are no monsters around here. Don’t run around. Just stay there after cleaning up. Wait for me for now!"

The words are simply unsatisfactory, but Bai Lian and Ming Lian dared not defy. Bai Lian helped her younger brother and walked towards the water tank, thinking that her filthy appearance would have soiled Master Onmyoji’s clothes. , It is grossly disrespectful.

"I hope there is something that interests me, otherwise it would be a trip for nothing!"

When the siblings went out, Liang Yiluo looked at the temple and muttered to himself...

Item 0021

The power of Buddhism of faith is still flowing in the air, they come from Kunsha Mentian.

"Go back to this seat! Don't let me make you disappear from the mythological level."

Liang Yi said with a cold face and shouted.