I, the god, recruit witches to make money

……

Her father's voice entered her mind through the Eight-foot Mirror. Fujiwara Kiyoko's face turned pale. She looked at the man standing in front of her with his hands behind his back, and then looked at the priest and shrine maiden below.

Crowd of onlookers.

Her cold smile suddenly revealed a smile, which was relieved, but also seemed a bit stubborn, "Please enlighten me, Your Excellency."

This was the first time she went against her father's wishes.

Bai Shi was a little surprised, "Do you think you can beat me?"

"I have already won myself by challenging you to a fight at this time."

Fujiwara Kiyoko understood that her father had a lot of considerations.

However, as the chief priest, she would be dishonoring the Ise Shrine if she surrendered without a fight.

He threw the Eight-foot Mirror in his hand downwards, clapped his hands together, and began to use his magical powers. Black mist extended outward from his palms.

"I apologize for my earlier gaffe. You are indeed worthy of a fight with me."

Bai Shi was too lazy to pay attention to the coward in the secret realm, staring at the woman in front of him, "I'll give you time to display everything I've learned in my life."

"The secret art of creation."

Fujiwara Kiyoko recited the Yin-Yang technique that she had practiced, and her body turned into a large black mist that quickly enveloped Bai Shi, but could not get close to him.

The invisible vortex moved counterclockwise around Bai Shi, expelling the black fog outwards.

The black fog dispersed.

Thick ice caves appeared in his sight, with icicles hanging above his head or growing on the ground, flashing dazzling light under the sunlight.

Fujiwara Kiyoko disappeared.

It can also be said that it has not disappeared.

The ice cave is her current body.

Bai Shi is like Sun Wukong who was swallowed by his sister-in-law.

into her body.

"The cold has no effect on me."

Bai Shi shook his head. "You don't have to hide it. Just use whatever killer moves you have."

Suddenly, the ice above and around his head suddenly stretched out, and Fujiwara Kiyoko emerged from behind, and her right hand turned into an ice blade and stabbed forward.

Shiraishi turned around and shattered the ice blade with one punch, shattering Fujiwara Kiyoko's entire body as well, "Huh."

She turned into ice and disappeared.

The icicle on the side transformed into her appearance and stabbed Bai Shi's left arm with an ice blade.

Ding, with a crisp sound, the subsequent recoil force made Fujiwara Kiyoko's whole body become pieces.

Bai Shi frowned slightly. If he wanted to crack the secret of creation, he had to destroy this artificial ice cave.

If it were broken, Fujiwara Kiyoko would surely die.

There was no way she didn't know that Bai Shi had the power to shatter the ice cave, but she still used such a move.

It is obvious that he wanted to defend the honor of Ise Shrine with his death.

"Sister..." Fujiwara Ryugen was holding the Eight-foot Mirror in his hand, staying in the confinement tower, looking up at the fluorescent ice cave.

His face was full of pain.

How much he wanted to step forward to help, but if he did that, he would be trampling on his sister's dignity.

Fujiwara Ryugen never imagined that his father was so heartless and cowardly. If that person took action in his place, he would not be able to defeat Shiraishi.

But at least you won't die.

My sister is different. Beneath her cold appearance lies a character that is harder than steel.

Once you go into battle, if you don’t win, you die.

Abandoning the Eight-foot Mirror means giving up the position of chief priest.

Fujiwara Ryugen bit his lips so tightly that he was unaware of the blood flowing out.

"You want to kill yourself?"

Bai Shi looked around, turned his feet, and swung his fists, which seemed to change into thousands.

Smash all incoming attacks.

"Unfortunately, I am not a person who likes to destroy others, nor do I like to help others."

His feet suddenly stopped, and he squatted down, punching the ice, "Seal!"

boom.

The huge ice cave shrank rapidly, and the secret art of creation was stopped and sealed by Bai Shi.

Fujiwara Kiyoko only felt layer upon layer of shackles being put on her meridians, and her body turned back into human form.

A look of surprise appeared on his cold face.

Killing her is understandable, but what about beating her back to her original form?

"you lose."

Shiraishi stepped on Fujiwara Kiyoko's abdomen and said, "Tell your father not to think about demonization."

"You are humiliating me!"

Fujiwara Kiyoko was furious. She had already lost, how could she continue to live!

"I don't think your life is that cheap."

Bai Shi smiled. He would never do anything against his will. "If you want to die, find a rope and hang yourself later.

Remember to say hello to Long Xian for me later.

goodbye. "

Bai Shi pulled away, "The restrictions on your body will be lifted in ten minutes."

Fujiwara Kiyoko heard the lingering sound in her ears, but the man had disappeared.

At the same time, someone hurriedly caught her falling body and said with concern: "Sister, I'm glad you're okay."

"Dragon String..."

Seeing the surprise and almost crying expression on her brother's face, Fujiwara Kiyoko was stunned for a moment, and said with sad eyes: "You really have an incredible friend."

Ise Jingu was defeated.

Chapter 268: Seven Families Surrender

Izumo Taisha Shrine.

The passengers had already been dispersed.

They did not simply expel tourists from the gate like they did at Ise Jingu Shrine, but they completely cleared out all mortals within a 500-meter radius to prevent anyone from broadcasting the incident live.

Exactly eleven o'clock in the morning.

There was a drizzle in the sky.

The rain flowed down the gentle green slope. Outside the torii, Bai Shi was holding an oil-paper umbrella and wearing a green gown.

If the hair was longer, it would look more ancient.

The tall and fat Junpei Yoneda stood guard at the door. He let the rain pour down on his body without an umbrella and bowed, "Please follow me, sir."

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but it did not show on his face.

Shiraishi didn't care. He was very curious about the secrets of Ise Shrine and was so scared that he was like a turtle and didn't dare to show up.

The other six companies have not yet found a way to surrender and choose to fight hard.

Is there any winning trump card?

Bai Shi deliberately stayed that long just to give them a chance to surrender.

If the old man in the secret realm was really so principled, he would not have given Frieda the standard French military salute.

Since he hasn't surrendered so far, there should be something as a trump card, and Baishi doesn't mind knocking it out.

Light rain was floating in the air, and he followed Junpei Yoneda forward and gradually realized that something was wrong.

Originally, there were no wells blocking the road leading to the main hall.

Junpei Yoneda stopped moving forward and said with a hint of pride, "This is the Star Array, arranged by the seniors of the Qian family in the secret realm. There are 365 wells in total, which contain the way of heaven and man, and the secrets of life and death.

From now on, please go to the camp alone."

"Oh, I see. This is your confidence."

Bai Shi looked ahead and saw the secret of this formation at a glance.

The old guy in the secret realm still has some skills.

The star formation in front of him directly raised the attack power to a level close to the ninth level, which was extremely powerful.

The disadvantages are also obvious.

If you don't enter the formation, it is basically useless and is used to trick those confident people.

Bai Shi took a big step forward, and his body seemed to disappear into the void.

In an instant, the tall trees on both sides disappeared, and even the rainwater disappeared.

He stepped into the dim universe.

In the sight, brilliant stars are lighting up one after another, emitting rays of light, crisscrossing each other, like a chessboard with clear longitude and latitude.

Each star shines brightly and constantly changes its position, forming mysterious patterns.

Bai Shi stared at the pattern of stars and did nothing.

The stars in the sky suddenly exploded, falling like raindrops, and then burned into balls of fire and meteors, whistling towards us.

The meteor fragments appear to be tiny, but when you get closer, each piece is as big as the island of Honshu.

The raging flames covered the surface, giving the illusion that the sun was falling towards them.

Shiraishi threw a punch forward.

There was no sound. All that could be seen was the huge meteor breaking apart under the fist, and then being shattered by the other meteors rushing towards it.

The firelight was bright, and there was a hint of surprise on Bai Shi's face.

The touch and quality are exactly the same as the real thing, not illusion.

"interesting."

……

"What kind of monster is this!"

Compared to Bai Shi's calmness, Qian Jialongping, who was controlling the Star Array, was only filled with fear.

He has never encountered such a situation since he launched the Star Fighting Array.

In the past, anyone who entered the formation, even if they exhausted all their strength, would be overwhelmed by the vastness of the universe.

Eventually he was defeated in the battle array.

And the impression that Shiraishi gave him was that the entire universe was about to explode.

It is not impossible for a person of the seventh or eighth realm to shatter meteors covering an area as large as Japan's Honshu Island with a single blow, but it is also possible to throw more than three thousand punches and blow up more than three thousand meteors within a few minutes.

This was obviously beyond Qian Jialongping's imagination.

Is this guy's spiritual pressure infinite?

Qian Jialongping sat at the center of the formation, watching the stars in the sky disappear one by one, but he could do nothing about it.

The original plan was to wear down the enemy's morale, then wait for the enemy to come and defeat them easily.

As a result, the enemy's fighting spirit was not worn out, but he himself had lost all his fighting spirit, and felt like he was sitting on the bed waiting to die.