The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 50 The Serpent Skeleton Throne.

The cursed fist was filled with grief, anger and heavyness, and the flesh and blood on Yuan Suqing's face sank in. The original pride and smile on her face turned into shock and blood.

He was almost shouting crazily in his heart: "Why is this guy so strong? There was obviously a chance to fight that night. What's going on now?"

"Haven't I become a lot stronger?"

"The spells and spells obtained through the contract cannot be moved at all, as if they were frozen in ice."

Yuan Suqing, who was covered by Shiguqian's rain and mist-like cold air, could not use any spells or spells at this moment, and could only catch Shiguqian's fist with her face.

Without the snake scale armor, he is still a flesh and blood body of an ordinary person. How can he withstand the blow of the magician carrying the magic power?
After just two or three punches, Yuan Suqing's vision and expression became blurred. He didn't know when Shi Yuqian stopped attacking. He could only vaguely hear Shi Yuqian roaring and roaring in his ears.

"Why are you shouting? Nothing you say is important now, is it?"

Feeling no pain and hearing no sound, Yuan Suqing felt as if she had suddenly entered a dark and silent closed space.

He is the only one left in the world.

Unable to get out of the darkness, he wanders in the night, like a lonely soul wandering in the world.

"So, am I dead? This is probably the world after death. I really thought there would be heaven and hell."

"But if there is heaven and hell, I should go to hell."

"After all, he killed so many innocent people and did so many bad things."

Yuan Suqing just walked and said.

In fact, he himself is not bad, at least he can distinguish between good and evil and black and white.

If it hadn't been for that woman who suddenly appeared, if it hadn't been for the fact that the only sister who was kind to him was seriously ill, even though she couldn't be like a magician and could sacrifice her life to help others, she would at least be a law-abiding person. Citizenship.

But none of this can be the reason for his own sinking.

A weak smile appeared on his lips and he continued walking into the darkness.

Yuan Suqing always felt that something was calling him in the darkness, like the pulling and throbbing of his soul.

Suddenly, a huge figure appeared in front of him. Even though the surroundings were dim, he could still see its appearance clearly.

It has eight heads and eight tails, with a head like a dragon, and its body is covered with solid black crystal scales. Its body is as huge as eight peaks and eight valleys. It is imprisoned in the air by countless chains extending from the darkness.

When Yuan Suqing appeared in front of it, the eight-headed snake opened its blood-red snake pupils, and the blood-red light shone on him like a river of blood.

The thick, oppressive breath began to make it difficult for Yuan Suqing to breathe. Looking at its appearance, Yuan Suqing already knew who it was.

"Baqi no Orochi."

"As expected of a legendary monster, just the breath coming out of the surroundings makes me breathless."

His dragon-shaped snake head communicated with Yuan Suqing, "Finally we meet again, Yuan Suqing."

"Looking at your current situation, it's not good. You're going to die like this." A ferocious smile appeared on the head of Yamata no Orochi, looking very disgusting.

Yuan Suqing frowned and asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

A snake head fell from the sky. It came in front of Yuan Suqing, and its scarlet snake eyes looked directly into his eyes.

Yuan Suqing could see the scene outside through the snake eyes. Shi Yuqian had stopped. He looked down at Yuan Suqing, crying and seemed to be saying something at the same time.

However, Yuan Suqing couldn't hear clearly, and he guessed that these were probably some vicious words.

The bewitching voice sounded in his ears again, it was Yamata no Orochi's whisper: "Did you see it? The anger and sadness in this man's eyes, you will be executed by him here, you are about to die."

"You can't escape. You are no match for this magician now, and the beautiful life you expect with your sister will be ruined by him."

"Think about what he said in your ears. The conjurers will not let your sister go. She will experience the most painful torture in the world and then die alone."

"Are you willing to see such a scene? She can't survive in a world without you."

"Leave the last quarter of your body to me, and I will do my best to kill him."

"Do you want to trade?"

"Deal?" Yuan Suqing said coldly to Yamata no Orochi, "My sister hasn't woken up yet, and you want me to believe you?"

Yamata no Orochi was not angry at all, but laughed, "Are you saying that if you see your sister wake up with your own eyes, you will make a deal with me?"

Yuan Suqing was silent, looking at the furious Shi Yuqian reflected in his snake eyes. He was really afraid that Shi Yuqian would suddenly kill his sister.

His face was gloomy, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"Another condition is that after you obtain my body, as long as my sister lives in this world, you must protect her and not let her suffer or hurt her."

Yuan Suqing talked a lot.

Yamata no Orochi looked at this "sister control" and said angrily: "Are you looking for another nanny for your sister? Do you think you still have a chance to choose? If you don't agree to me, you and your sister will both be together today. Die here."

Yuan Suqing ignored it, but looked at Yamata no Orochi quietly, "Compared to you, I actually trust them more. If you don't agree to my request, I won't give up the last quarter." Leave it to you."

"Even if it means death."

The vertical pupils of the leader of the Yamata no Orochi suddenly turned golden. It looked at the determined Yuan Suqing and showed a strange smile, "The deal is established."

"Then let's exchange."

The yin and yang narrow space suspended in the air suddenly converged on the purple starlight and entered Yuan Suqing's chest.

At the same time, Yuan Suqing, who was lying on the ground, and Yuan Yuezi, who was on the sapphire bed, opened their eyes at the same time.

Wiping the blood on her face with her hands, Yuan Suqing stood up tremblingly from the ground, "It's really a heavy blow."

He leaned on the sapphire bed and slowly moved his body. When he saw the old man turned into a girl again, Yuan Suqing showed a happy smile.

The blood and bruises on his face couldn't cover up this bright smile.

It was like the cherry blossoms blooming in April, the golden sunshine after the dark clouds.

"elder brother."

Listening to the familiar voice, the smile on Yuan Suqing's face became even wider. He opened his arms and hugged Yuan Yuuko, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop trembling: "You finally woke up, Yuuko."

"I wait."

But before these words were finished, Yuan Yuezi's weak body collapsed on Yuan Suqing, "Yuyuezi, Yuezi?"

"what happened to you?"

Shi Yuqian stood aside and said coldly: "Stop arguing, your sister is already dead."

"Impossible, how is it possible?"

Yuan Suqing suddenly turned around and shouted, "What do you know? My sister will not die? She was greeting me just now, but now she is just asleep."

"Yuko, don't scare brother, you are just asleep, right? It's not like what he said, right?"

Yuan Suqing placed her trembling hand on Yuan Yuezi's breathing area, "No breathing."

Shiguqian's voice came over again, "The soul has indeed been modified to the extent that the body can bear it, but the soul after rough modification has become deformed. Although she can wake up for a period of time, it is her last time. ." "I just told you, you were cheated."

"Healing is exchanging life for a moment of clarity."

After the fist fell, Shiguqian realized the "healing" method proposed by the curse. But at that time, even though Shiguqian wanted to suppress his anger, he still punched a few times before he stopped.

This guy's attitude and the death of his partner severely stimulated Shiguqian's brain. It turned out that Shiguqian was already too late.

As soon as he stopped talking, Shiguqian began to explain the so-called "treatment" of the curse, but at that time, Yuan Suqing had been pulled into the narrow space of Yin and Yang by the Yamata no Orochi, and he did not hear Shiguqian's words at all.

Moreover, in the narrow space of yin and yang, Yuan Qingsu and Yamata no Orochi have completed the final deal.

Now Yuan Suqing's body belongs to the curse of a thousand years ago, Yamata no Orochi.

It broke away from the blockade between yin and yang in an alternative way, and became attached to Yuan Suqing.

"Yama no Orochi!" A low roar came out hoarsely from Yuan Su's throat.

But the next moment, the roar turned into sharp and harsh laughter. Yuan Suqing, no, Yamata no Orochi covered his face and laughed.

Sarcastic laughter echoed throughout the dark night in Kyoto, "Hahaha"

"Even a hundred years later, the descendants of the Yuan family are still so stupid, hahaha"

Tears flowed from Yamata no Orochi's eyes. These were tears of ridicule and tears of sadness.

Yamata no Orochi put down his right hand covering his face, and then pinched Minamoto Yuko's neck. He lifted Minamoto Yuuko up, and his golden snake eyes lit up in the dark night.

What was originally a touching scene of family harmony reunited after a long separation has evolved into a scene of family members fighting each other.

This is really ironic!
"The person who made the contract has died, and the contents of the contract will no longer take effect. In so many years, you are still the first person who dares to make so many demands on me."

"In this case, in return, I will let you witness your sister's soul being swallowed by me, and celebrate my return to this world as a "god"!"

"Next, it's my time."

The icy frost and snow suddenly fell on Yamata no Orochi's hand, and the icy blue ice froze along Yamata no Orochi's right hand.

The ice shapes.

Golden snake eyes glanced to the side, Shi Yuqian stood in the wind and snow, the ice blue ancient sword in his hand was extremely sharp.

"god?"

"Your era?"

"It's really funny. The curse of being put on another person's body and returning to the world in a miserable state is as unsightly as ever."

Yamata no Orochi didn't pay any attention to Shigure's sarcastic words, which were more like an extremely arrogant statement, "So you are still here, just wait a moment, and then kneel down."

The yin and yang narrow space lit up at Yamata no Orochi's heart, black lines suddenly appeared on his left side, and the wounds on his face began to slowly heal.

Shigu Qian felt an extremely huge spell power from him. This feeling was twice as powerful as his own!

Just by raising his left hand slightly, condensed airflow began to surge in the air.

The crimson flame shot out at the next moment. It was a rough and grand pillar of fire. Within the crimson outer flame was an extremely hot red heart.

The air quickly expanded outwards, and from a distance, one end of the trapezoidal building was submerged in a bright sea of ​​fire.

The flames engulfed everything.

The ice-blue ancient sword in Shiguqian's hand was long and horizontal, and the ice-blue cold air expanded outward.

Half ice, half fire, melting in the air, cool breeze blowing.

The blazing high temperature collided with the extremely cold low temperature, and the fire and ice exploded. The ice crystals and flames turned into gorgeous fireworks, and then fell in all directions.

The violent explosion set off a roaring storm in the air, and the wind roared like a dragon.

The buildings to the left of Yamata no Orochi were destroyed layer by layer. Under the high-temperature blazing flames, not a single item was intact.

Shiyu Qian fell down after losing his footing, and snow-white ice crystal wings emerged from his back. He was suspended in the air, staring at the Yamata-no-Orochi on the top of the building.

"It's very strong, both in terms of magic power and the output of magic power."

"It's far from what we could compare to before."

At this time, Yamata no Orochi also completed his ritual.

Yuan Suqing's head turned into a dragon-shaped snake head, which directly swallowed Yuan Yuezi's entire body, and then turned into a human form again. He licked the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, enjoying the moment extremely.

"It's so perfect, what a holy soul, and such a delicious body."

"It hasn't been like this for a long, long time."

"There is still a lot of flesh and blood like this in this era, which is good, very good."

The light between Yin and Yang shines again. This time, pure white lines cover the right side of Yamata no Orochi's body. The black and white lines are intertwined and compatible with each other. His whole body shines with this strange brilliance.

Black scale snakes overflowed from his feet, like a black tide, and the next moment they flooded the entire trapezoidal building, and the Yamata no Orochi began to walk upwards.

Black snakes naturally emerged at his feet to form stairs, and he walked up step by step.

It's like climbing a ladder to heaven and seeing all the little "gods" at a glance.

Eight thick black-scaled snakes rushed past the stairs quickly. At the top of the stairs, the eight large snakes shed their original flesh and blood and formed a seat in the form of a collection of bones.

Climbing the stairs to the sky, looking up at the end, is a throne made of snake bones.

Breaking through the seal of the conjurer thousands of years ago, using the yin bones of Minamoto Suqing to swallow the yang soul of Minamoto Yuko, Yamata no Orochi, the former master of Kyoto, returned in a more powerful posture.

At this moment, he has almost reached the end of the evolution of the curse, and above him is the true god.

Pure white and pure black lines perfectly appeared on the face. Yamata no Orochi leaned over and sat on the snake skeleton throne, leaning on his head with one hand, crossing his legs, and said coldly: "My name is Yamata Torochi. .”

"Mortals, please kneel down!"

The terrifying pressure of the curse poured down, and this magical power, which was like gravity, materialized, and at this moment, Shi Yuqian had a feeling of being out of reach.

"The power of the curse is ten times greater than one's own."

The snow-white ice crystal wings behind him began to crack inch by inch, and Shiguqian's figure began to teeter in the air like a kite that had lost its string.

He recalled what Yamata said on the throne, "When I reappear in the world as a god, all of you under the throne will be ants!"

"Is this the so-called sense of oppression from God?"

"Ah."

The ice crystal-colored wings came out, and the song in his hand began to move up a gear. Shigure Qian's spell power was fully activated, and an ice blue arc shot straight into the sky. "Then today, I will try to kill the gods. What is it?" What a feeling!"

"If no one has killed this so-called god before, I will be the number one for thousands of years."

"If someone has killed this so-called god before, I will recreate the glorious moment thousands of years ago."

(End of this chapter)