Every time Yuan Qingsu takes a step, the amount of the body is filtered. When he goes upstream, he only has a temperament left in his body.

Some kind of terrible aura overflowed from him.

The host of the Sanqian Hospital couldn't help but widen his eyes. Unexpectedly, Yuan Qingsu had already practiced to this level as soon as he got the "flow".

"Ashiya Daoman" stood upstream and glanced at the source of Qingsu.

"It's Genji again?" He was like mocking a tiny thing.

"Yes, not." Yuan Qingsu looked at the other party.

People who have died for thousands of years have resurrected with the help of their descendants' bodies, and they actually have such a spell.

‘Ashiya Daoman’ carried his hands on his back, smiling as if: “You want to summon Suzaku too?”

"I'm not interested in things that others have used." Yuan Qingsu smiled.

If it was normal, he would add: Except for Miss Shen Lin who used it, but now, he has completely entered his own world.

"That's the one who came to die?" A cruel smile appeared on the 'Ashiya Doman'.

His words and deeds are full of contempt for people.

According to ancient books, "Ashiya Daoman" was such a person a thousand years ago. No one took it seriously except Abe Harumaki.

Use spells to manipulate the fate of others and enjoy it.

"Qingsu!" Yuan Yongde advised, "There are two empty seats for the Songxian tonight, so why not be able to get along with the senior?"

"Even Ashiya Daoman can't win, how can he be worthy of the wanye Kwan?" said Masahiro, the head of the Hira clan, drinking wine and maliciously.

"Sir Hiraki, if you dare to stand up, you will naturally not retreat like a mouse." The head of the Sugawara family said with a smile.

"Dana's words are reasonable, I am too careful." Heiyu raised his glass to the head of the Sugawara family, and the two of them drank each other with a smile.

Everyone was watching the fun, and suddenly heard Yuan Qingsu say in a cold tone:

"What are you two? You deserve to say to me."

"Rareless!" a minister of the Ping clan shouted, "Dare to the minister like this, and the grandfather said."

"Shh." "Ashiya Daoman" smiled, his fingers standing in front of his lips.

The Minister of the Ping clan stopped his tone and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The leader of the Ping clan didn't care about this medieval song fairy, but he didn't dare.

"Ashiya Daoman" put down his hand with satisfaction and looked at Yuan Qingsu again.

"I don't have much ability, but I'm pretty crazy," his gentle smile changed and became gloomy. "It's a pity that I'm talking all over, and I don't think of others' arrogance."

The blood-red divine power tangled around him, like a bloody man poured into blood, extremely cunning.

"What a coincidence," Yuan Qingsu shook his red shirt's sleeves, "So too."

Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at him in disbelief. It was already surprising that he stood up, but he didn't expect to dare to use this attitude to "Ashiya Daoman".

Many monks who have heard Yuan Qingsu’s preaching look confused.

The impression that Yuan Qingsu gives people is not that he is so sharp and arrogant.

For those noble ladies and ladies, they were already worried about Yuan Qingsu’s unruly and his casual sleeve-swinging action, which made their hearts beat faster and they couldn’t help but worry about him.

Bai Zi said strangely: "Why is the piglet different from usual? The tone of speaking is so annoying."

"Because, he is such a person." Shen Lin Yuzi explained lightly.

‘Ashiya Daoman’ squinted her eyes, and the expression on her face seemed to be flipping through the dictionary.

"The Eight Divine Thunder, the Great Sun Tathagata mantra, the mantra that turns into a monster's body is ridiculous. How could such a mantra be found between heaven and earth?"

He said as if he was reading, then opened his eyes and looked at Yuan Qingsu:

"Is this your confidence to stand in front of me?"

"Not all." Yuan Qingsu said, "My confidence is mainly for you, Senior Daoman."

"I?"

"Although you are resurrected, you are using someone else's body after all. The amount of divine power is not enough, it is just the exquisite spell."

"Only yes?" "Ashiya Daoman" looked at Guo Tengsu.

The practitioners in the room were talking a lot, and they dared to say that "The Reed House is full of Tao" is just a wonderful mantra. Throughout history, there are probably few people.

"My spell is a little weaker than my senior, but I have become a monster and my divine power is stronger than you. This is my confidence to come up. Is it enough?" Yuan Qingsu looked back without any hesitation.

"Enough, of course, enough," Ashiya Daoman' smiled grimly, "Then let's start."

The Lord of the Four Kingdoms glanced at Yuan Qingsu and announced: "In the third battle, Ashiya Daoman faced Yuan Qingsu."

"Boy, I will pull out your soul and seal it on the hair-removing mouse." "Ashiya Daoman" said sternly.

Blood light burst out, air waves soared into the sky, everyone was breathing, their hair and clothes were swelling back, and cherry blossoms were scattered all over the night sky.

Kamakawa started from the soles of his feet, stirring up waves and rushed downstream.

"Senior, don't be beaten by me and run around like a mouse." Yuan Qingsu stood firmly on the wave and responded without hesitation.

"Swoosh!", waves of terrifying chains rolling sounds came from the night sky.

Four thick blood-colored divine chains tied up the source of Qingsu in the blink of an eye and locked them in mid-air.

"Ah!" Yuan Qingmei grabbed Yuan Qingyin's sleeve and looked at him nervously.

The source clear voice is also breathless and waiting.

Although she hates Gentosu, Gentosu is countless times more cute than "Ashiya Daoman".

But what will happen to Yuan Qingsu, a mantra that even Abe Zhizhi cannot break free?

"Master Yuzi." Baizi shouted nervously.

"It's okay." Shen Lin Yuko picked up the soup and gently sent it to Sakura's lips with a spoon.

"Boy," 'Ashiya Daoman' slowly rose to the sky, "Is this your confidence?"

Yuan Qingsu's limbs were tightened and he felt the blood-colored chains. Not only did he have divine power, but he could also drive the aura of the gods.

It is said that "black thunder", one of the Eight Divine Thunders, can attract thunder clouds and control the power of heaven and earth. The spells used by "Ashiya Daoman" also have similarities.

"Ashiya Daoman" slowly stretched out his right hand and pressed it on Yuan Qingsu's head, trying to pull out his soul.

"Boy, go to die." "Ashiya Daoman" had a sinister smile on his face, and he actually planned to secretly break the soul of the Source Qingsu.

What is soul? Tool.

God gives great responsibilities, and the abilities are born with the same kind of abilities.

What is the amount of source denomination?

When fighting with the Red and Black Dragon, it is not him who consumes the Red and Black Dragon, but the Red and Black Dragon who indomitablely consumes him. This is the power of Yuan Qingsu.

‘Ashiya Daoman’ In the past, when pinching other people’s souls was to knead the dough, rub it at will, and you could handle it as you want.

Now that I was holding Yuan Qingsu's soul, I felt like my finger hitting the steel, and I felt a pain.

"What kind of curse is this?" he asked in surprise, never thinking that someone's weapon could be so strong.

"It seems that I can't become a hair-loss mouse. Next, it's your turn to escape like a mouse." Yuan Qingsu smiled.

Everyone was either looking at the night sky or staring at the water.

Rumbled, thunder kept ringing, and dozens of lightning suddenly lit up, like crazy snakes dancing.

The lightning flashed all over the sky, and it was black lightning, even darker than the night.

Lightning slashed towards Yuan Qingsu and "Ashiya Daoman", and the two disappeared into the black lightning in an instant.

Everyone watched intently. Before they could see the situation clearly, another bolt of lightning struck the circular light of the two of them.

The sound of thunder was roaring between the sky and the earth, deafening.

"Boy, is this your spell?" Everyone heard the ridicule of "Ashiya Daoman" in the thunder light in the sky.

Before he finished speaking, hundreds of lightning bolts of lightning surged in the dark night sky, dancing wildly. Everyone could not look directly at them, and only Yuan Qingsu's laughter was heard:

"It's just started, please don't worry, senior!"

"Boom!" Thunder burst into deafening.

These few thunders, even the Song Xian changed his face. It was not that he was so strong, but that with Yuan Qingsu's strength, he could actually emit such a strong thunder curse, which was simply horrifying.

"Okay, okay! I'll have a few tricks, but it's not enough, I'll die!"

Not to mention the people in the middle of the downstream, even the fairy couldn't see the situation in the lightning for a while, and could only hear the voices of the two of them.

"What's going on?" Yuan Yongde said anxiously.

Even if the head of the Gen clan, Gen Kiyoyu, looked at him coldly, he couldn't care about that much.

"What else can it be? Can this kid still live under the spell of Ashiya Daoman?" Hei clanged.

The lightning disintegrated and the two of them reappeared in everyone's sight.

"Ashiya Daoman" didn't even lose a single hair, and the source of Qingsu is still tied up in chains.
To be continued...