Zongman: The Legend of the Demon Fox

Chapter 101 Special Extended Edition, Celebration
From time to time there was a loud noise from the high wall in the distance, and the dazzling flash was accompanied by a huge vibration. Zi He Xun couldn't help but worry about the master.

Although the old man is always shameless and steals children's things, and always bullies others, he is just an old naughty boy in essence. The two little guys have unexpectedly established a good relationship with this old boy.

"Zi, do you think Master will be okay?"

"Probably not... We have teased him so many times without success once, but if we were teased, he must be fine if he is so powerful."

Zi comforted Xun, but in fact he was also very worried, but he just acted stronger.

The gigantic city that was constantly shaking and emitting dazzling light suddenly quieted down, and a huge red claw that covered the sky crashed down, and everything returned to calm.

"..."

"..."

The two little guys were shocked by this scene, and they huddled under the soil spider in a daze, looking like they had seen a ghost.

"The gods are clear?" Xun said blankly, looking at the huge city wall that was still there just now, and now disappeared without a trace.

"Sister?" Zi felt a sense of familiarity from that huge paw.

"Ahem! This smoke is really heavy, old man, I'm almost getting lung cancer."

A thin figure slowly walked out of the sky filled with smoke and dust, and patted his lungs from time to time as if he was about to suffocate.

"master?"

Looking at the gray-faced old man walking out of the smoke and dust, with dirty clothes and a lot of damage, he suddenly couldn't turn his head.

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Time goes back to not long ago.

"Hehe, the old man is really good at talking big."

"Whether it's a lie or not, you'll know if you try it."

Because Yamamoto's young onmyoji exchanged glances with the samurai beside him, and at the same time backed away quickly.

"The old man is not a devil. It's not very demanding. Just leave me here, both of you."

The old man chuckled, and then began to undress...

A large number of spell cards under the clothes were thrown out, flying in the air, turning into one shikigami after another.

"Is the old man's 3000 urban management really just a display? In order to gather these 3000 different shikigami to form the 3000 urban management, the old man spent a lot of thought."

The three thousand shikigami are arranged in a strange order, constantly changing positions under a strange law, forming a strange formation.

"Look at the old man's 3000 urban management array!"

The psychic energy scattered between the heaven and the earth gathered, and continuously gathered in the formation to enhance the power of shikigami.

"What kind of formation is this! Why have I never seen it before?" Although Yamamoto was shocked, he didn't panic at all, as if he had no fear.

"Grandson, you haven't seen many, do you know what it means to see you for a long time? That's right, old man, I have lived longer than you, so I can do whatever I want."

The old man floated in the air flamboyantly posing with his middle finger facing the sky. A large amount of spiritual energy entered his body, and his body served as a link to transmit relatively pure and stable energy to Sanqian Shikigami.

"You old man must be crazy! Do you know that once the energy in your body explodes, we will all die!"

Yamamoto scolded angrily, and the spells in his hands did not stop. A force connected to the leylines, continuously extracting energy from the leylines and injecting them into the huge formation drawn with the city as the base.

"Old man, I am in good spirits. No matter what, I can live another 100 years."

The energies of 3000 Shikigami gathered together to form a huge Demon God with a height of 50 meters.

"The degree of fusion is acceptable, write it down and improve it later..."

The old man didn't care about other things around him, he took out a small notebook and bowed his head to keep memorizing some strange formulas.

"Hit my great cause, I want you, die!"

The samurai approached the old man in an instant, but the huge demon god beside him was unmoved, standing there blankly, seemingly without wisdom.

"Did the wisdom disappear because of the high concentration of energy? It seems that there are many shortcomings."

The old man muttered in a low voice, but the blade was only less than ten centimeters away from his face.

"Don't make noise, don't worry if you want to die! Hurry up to reincarnate, old man, I haven't calculated yet."

The old man glanced at the samurai holding the knife, and continued to count, but the knife stopped, and could not move forward even a little bit.

"This is... you monster!"

The samurai was suspended in mid-air. Except for his eyes, which could still turn, his whole body lost control and was fixed there.

"Forget it, it seems that you can only force a soul into it after completion, but the strength of ordinary souls should not be enough, and the artificial composite soul should be fine."

The old man closed his notebook and looked around, only to find that only the samurai whom he fixed in mid-air was left, and the young onmyoji was gone.

"Where is that handsome guy who was here just now? I think he is one hundred thousandth as handsome as I was when I was young, and I want to let him go."

The old man shook his head, and put a dry hand on the samurai's head: "I'll just demonstrate the live production method of compound souls. Anyway, the handsome guy who doesn't worry ran away."

The samurai felt a tearing pain from his soul, but sadly, he couldn't make a single sound, not even a scream. Because of the power of losing his soul, his body quickly weathered into flying sand, and his gray soul was washed away by a large amount of energy. Become pure and solid.

"The quality is enough, but it's not strong enough... We need to grab a stronger soul and blend it in."

He casually pressed the soul that had already become white and flawless, purer and whiter than the snow that just fell in winter, into the body of the giant demon god. The eyes of the tall demon god glowed with a faint blue light, and became much more agile.

"Let's find that handsome boy first."

The old man strolled leisurely in the almost ruined city.

The tall demon god stood in place, and the body composed of 3000 shikigami began to melt slowly. The surrounding resentment gathered towards him, forming a solid armor growing on his body. He held a samurai sword in his hand, looking powerful and mighty.

"Where did that handsome guy go? Could it be that he was too ashamed to come out to meet people when he saw that I, the number one in the world, is an old man?"

The old man walked with a smile on his face, suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.

"This little handsome guy really picked a good day..."

The stars in the night sky disappeared, leaving only six stars exuding strange light, surrounding the scarlet moon, corresponding to this dilapidated city, transmitting a powerful energy.

"This kid has a big heart. Is this the rhythm of conferring on the ground? I'm not the real one. I don't have much energy left in my body after being outside for so many years. I can't stand the trouble, so I should solve it quickly."

Yamamoto stood in the center of the city, on the roof of the tallest house in the gorgeous courtyard. The moonlight in the sky shone on the courtyard and fell on the altar that had been prepared. He immediately jumped into the altar to offer himself. ceremony.

"If you want to learn from Odin and dedicate yourself to yourself, you are still a tree away. My child, you haven't hung upside down on the tree yet. Besides, you have two healthy eyes and haven't drunk any fountain of wisdom."

The old man was speaking sarcastic remarks at the side, and at the same time, commanding the tall samurai-like demon god who was still very slow to move, he swung his sword and slashed at Kazuma Yamamoto in the center of the altar.

"Hahahaha! It's too late, the ceremony has reached the last moment, even if Amaterasu comes, it won't be able to stop me." He laughed wildly, looking like he was sure of winning.

"Actually, I am quite familiar with your Amaterasu..."

The Tai Dao slashed on the altar and was stopped by the red beam of light, sparking a burst of red lightning, which looked very fantastic.

"After all, it's still a semi-finished product. I'd better do it myself."

Looking at the tall warrior who was completely useless, the old man shook his head and punched the beam of light.

"Please call me One Punch Man..."

However, the beam of light just swayed and was not affected much. Yamamoto in the beam of light was startled at first, and then continued to taunt after confirming his safety.

"I take back what I said before..." The old man raised his hand, and the scarlet people were hanging on his hand.

A huge red claw appeared in the sky, and it seemed to be very slowly photographed towards the giant city.

"You're really not handsome at all."

After solving the troublesome matter, the old man clapped his hands to gather all the dead souls in the city.

"There are so many..."

Looking up at the sea of ​​ghosts floating around, the old man felt dizzy for a while.

This city is not small, with a total of several thousand people, but they all died for a ceremony. Apart from humans, there are also many cats, cats and dogs gathered in front of him.

Most of these ghosts have no wisdom and can only rely on instinct to drift with the wind, because they cannot be reincarnated after being sacrificed, and they can only disappear completely after the last trace of power is exhausted.

"I can't send you to Buddhahood, so why don't you just contribute to my research."

The old man rubbed his hands, as if he was discussing with these ghosts who had no intelligence at all, and then with a move, the souls gathered in his hands and became pure under the washing of energy.

"This time the weight is large enough, it seems that the research can be completed."

Pressing the soul into the body of a samurai who is more than 50 meters high, he lowered his head while recording, observing the changes of the samurai, and muttering in a low voice.

"The special ghost warrior transformed with the operation principle of the revolver, combined with the giant conversion technology of the Kingdom of Light, what exactly did I create?"

The body of the tall warrior kept shrinking, and in a blink of an eye, there were only less than 15 meters left.

After 15 meters, the contraction speed slowed down, but it still didn't stop, and it didn't stop until there were only two meters left.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?"

The newborn samurai mumbled to himself in confusion, slumped on the ground and fell into endless thinking.

"Looking so strong, he turned out to be a philosopher."

The old man knew that this samurai was just born and now he was thinking about the meaning of his life, so it was inconvenient to disturb him.Simply pick up the spell card and put it in, then turn around and leave.

But he was choking on the smoke outside.

"Little guys, are you okay, we have to continue on our way, there is no way to live in this place."

With a smile on his face, he threw the two little guys who were still in a dazed state onto the back of the soil spider, and finally sat on his buttocks and started the journey again.

In short, the journey will not be too easy.

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In the sunflower field in the valley, Yue Jiu put down her tea and looked into the distance and shook her head, her face full of helplessness.

"What's the matter, is there anything bothering you?" Jianfeng Youxiang looked at her and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little desperate for this deranged world."

Yue Jiu shook her head and didn't plan to talk about anything else. She changed the subject casually and said, "I've handed you so many things. Do you want to practice it? How about we learn from each other."

"I've had this idea for a long time."

Seeing Feng Youxiang excitedly holding a parasol, she has a strong fighting spirit, should I say, is she worthy of being a fighting madman?Pretty dangerous guy.

"Go to another place to fight, don't hurt the sun flower field."

Yue Jiu nodded, and the two guys flew away to an altitude of several thousand meters.

"It's almost..." Before Yue Jiu finished speaking, a magic cannon flew towards her face.

Although it didn't hurt...but it's very dangerous!It's too exaggerated to start a fight at a disagreement.

Yue Jiu didn't intend to use all his strength, but just used a few magics learned in the West.

"Element manifests!"

A shield composed entirely of energy with a special structure appeared in his hand, used to block the magic cannon of the code.

"This neighborhood reminds me of a lot of memories..."

Looking at the parasol, wearing a white shirt, a small red vest and a long skirt, and the fragrance of the wind floating in the air, Yue Jiu couldn't help but think of a long, long time ago, when he played the Oriental series of games for the first time, he was densely packed and filled the whole place. Fear dominated by the barrage of the screen.

"It's time for me to fight back!"

After Yue Jiu, a large number of Italian cannons materialized. Although this kind of thing has not yet been born in this era, it does not prevent her from making fun of it.

"Second Battalion Commander! Is my Italian cannon ready? Fire it!"

A large amount of magic light was fired from the Italian cannon, part of it canceled out with the magic cannonball, and the remaining part followed closely behind Jianfeng Youxiang, and couldn't be shaken off.

"Ah, it's so interesting."

Seeing Feng Youxiang found that she couldn't hide, so she just ran into it directly. With a puff of smoke, she was not harmed at all except that her clothes were a little messed up.

Are Italian guns weak?of course not!
The old regiment leader Li Yunlong relied on this thing to win the world back then, how could he be weak.

It can only be blamed that the clothes are too hard. When they were made, they were completely considered to block nuclear bombs.

"Hit yourself..."

There was no time to regret, a large number of magic cannons surrounded Yuejiu, she had to turn the muzzle of the Italian cannon, and the dazzling magic light from the muzzle canceled out the magic cannon.

"Is it because I teach too well, or is the old man unable to lift a knife?"

Looking at the Italian cannons that were still destroyed in large numbers, Yue Jiu suddenly felt like a master master surpassed by his apprentices.

There is some bitterness in the relief.

The Italian artillery destroyed Yuejiu so he didn't play this stalk at all, and a 50-meter machete appeared in his hand.

"I'll let you run 49 meters first."

She was holding a knife to pretend to be aggressive, but what responded to her was a barrage of bullets...

And Jianfeng Youxiang's excited chuckle.

"Let's cut the barrage first..."

Although the 50-meter machete looks domineering, it is actually not very practical. It is troublesome to wield, and basically nothing can be cut.

In the end, in order to defend against Yue Jiu, he manifested an armor for himself.

Fighting madness is really scary...

Next time I won't fight with Jian Feng Youxiang again, I'm looking for guilt.

　When I first started writing, I never thought I could write so much.

　　Unconsciously, I have already written Chapter 100 of the main text. To be honest, I am very proud. Although this may not be something to be proud of, the sense of accomplishment is still irrepressible.

　　Here, in order to celebrate my success in writing Chapter 100, I wrote more than 4000 words in this chapter.

　　It was quite hard work.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)