Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

The Tiancongyun sword was unsheathed, with a mist like the sky, and the sword, one of the three great artifacts, was covered with something like a white cloud.

"Draw the knife!"

How fast Liangyiluo drew his saber, Qingfangzhu, who rushed forward first, was split in half from the beginning to the end in an instant!

"Wow!"

The disgusting monster's blood sprayed out together with the monster's internal organs, and the stench filled the Buddhist hall, but none of the blood splashed on Liangyiluo's royal robe.

There is no need for any moves or special abilities. Liangyiluo just holds the Tiancongyun sword, like an ordinary human warrior, waving it with one hand, and the steps are freehand, as if dancing, but every slash is The dismembered corpse of a monster.

Arms, thighs, head, blood, internal organs, stench, of course none of these monsters can resist his knife!

In just a few breaths, Liangyiluo used pure saber techniques to dismember all these thirty monsters! More than 30 corpses were lying scattered in this Buddhist hall. The stinking blood of the monster even splashed on the Buddha statue. It was difficult to find a complete corpse among the broken corpses on the ground.

"I can't help but cut it!"

Liang Yiluo made a sound out of boredom, the smile on his face was still flat and warm. Compared with a monster, he might be more like a monster!

"vomit……"

Bai Lian looked at the corpses all over the ground, smelled the bloody smell, couldn't hold on any longer, and vomited it out. Although these corpses belonged to monsters, their appearance was no different from seeing the mountains of human corpses. ...

Chapter 0020 Clean up and come back again!

The leader of Qingfangzhu was a little sluggish. Before he could say anything while holding Minglian, those monsters were all killed?

Stepping into the sacrifice formation of the sorcery, Liang Yiluo lowered his head and looked at it.

This sorcery is quite wonderful. Using the spell of monsters, in this temple dedicated to Kunshamentian, human beings are used as containers to capture the belief and power of Kunshamentian.

After the conversion of this sorcerer's sacrificial array, the Buddhist power of Kunshamentian, after removing the harmful part, it becomes something that can be absorbed by monsters, inject it into the container, and the monster eats human beings. Naturally, he obtained the mana of Kunsha Mentian, which can be regarded as a method of stealing faith.

Seeing Liangyiluo walking towards him step by step, Master Qingfang felt a little scared, this onmyoji hadn't used Yinyang skills yet, and killed so many monsters in an instant with just sword skills.

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

In the threat of Liangyiluo and the temptation of becoming a big monster, he decisively chose the second one.

"Onmyoji, you... uh."

Before he could finish speaking, Qing Fangzhu felt a pain in his neck, then raised his eyes high, and then saw the ground, his whole consciousness became blurred.

"I don't have the time to listen to your dying nonsense!"

The headless corpse sprayed out a lot of blood from the neck, and drenched the white lotus that had just vomited in front of her. Because of poverty, there is no enough to eat, and the ones just now are all her stock.

Holding the Tiancongyun sword upside down, Liangyi walked two steps into the sacrificial circle, found the connection point, and inserted the blade fiercely into the ground.

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 disappeared, and the two finally regained their freedom.

As soon as she regained her freedom, the traumatized Minglian knelt on the ground, grinning her teeth. Bailian resisted the desire to vomit, and anxiously supported her younger brother, looking at his missing piece of flesh, helpless.

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

Bai Lian was sweating anxiously, seeing her brother's forced smile, she gritted her teeth, stood up and trotted to Liang Yiluo, then knelt down heavily on her knees.

"Master Onmyoji! Please show mercy, I beg you, please save Lian! It doesn't matter if you make me a slave or slave, please, as long as you can save Lian."

Bai Lian couldn't afford to kneel down, knelt down and bowed again, the tears that had dried up flowed out again, along the blood all over her face, mixed with the smell of blood, sprinkled low on this Buddhist temple.

"Minglian..." Liangyiluo muttered to himself, the name seemed to be remembered, he said with great interest: "What's your name?"

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

Hearing Liang Yiluo's question, Bai Lian answered in a hurry, fearing that the pestle would turn against the onmyoji in front of her, she waved her hands and left, and Ming Lian's last hope was gone.

"Bai Lian..."

Liang Yiluo thought hard, and finally found the information related to it in the corner of memory. After all, it is the first time that I don't know how many years, even if the memory will not be lost, Liangyi will not think about some things.

With a flip of her wrist, the tip of the sword touched the girl's chin. The sword was as cold as ice, and the murderous aura overflowed from it made Bai Lian's body tremble, and she felt that her breathing was not smooth.

Transformed by Yamata no Orochi, the sword that slays monsters and kills countless people is not accessible to ordinary people.

With a slight force on the wrist, as if grabbing the girl's chin with his hand, the tip of the sword raised the girl's head. The girl knelt on the ground, Liangyi looked down at her condescendingly, her golden brown eyes were full of persistence, but the girl's face was stained with blood, so she couldn't see the specific appearance clearly.

After looking around, it was like a dude molesting a girl from a good family on the street. After Liang Yiluo realized that he couldn't see anything, he gave up temporarily and inserted the Tian Congyun sword into the scabbard at his waist.

"Then let my lord take a look at his injuries!"

Liangyiluo passed Bailian and walked to Minglian's side. The girl didn't dare to get up, but just knelt on the ground, crawled on her knees, and lowered her head deeply...

Without carefully observing the wound, Liang Yiluo just glanced at it, and said indifferently: "Even if an ordinary onmyoji or doctor sees this kind of wound, it will be useless..."

Hearing Liang Yiluo's words, Bai Lian became desperate.

"However, my lord is not an ordinary onmyoji! Even if it is only about medical skills, except for that month's mind, I think no one can compare to me."

Those words made Bai Lian hopeful again. This mentality of going up and down is more sad than riding a roller coaster.

Liang Yiluo stopped talking, just like an ordinary onmyoji, took out a spell from his wide sleeve, threw it casually, and the spell landed on Minglian's shoulder wound.

Minglian only felt the warmth coming, and the wound missing a large piece of flesh and bone was numb, and the bone that human beings could not grow again gradually grew out under the yin and yang technique. However, Liangyiluo was not completely cured.

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

At the level of Liangyiluo, unless it involves 'fa' and 'reason', other skills and supernatural powers are all at your fingertips.

Bai Lian and Ming Lian thanked each other again and again. To the siblings, this is nothing less than a kindness of regeneration.

Liang Yiluo frowned, turned his head and glanced outside the hall, there was a big vat in the center of the square, which was filled with water picked by the monk.

He said with some dissatisfaction, "Don't dirty my clothes, you two go there and clean it up for me, there are no monsters around here, don't run around, stay there after cleaning up, Just wait for me!"

The words were simply inhumane, but Bai Lian and Ming Lian did not dare to disobey, Bai Lian supported her younger brother, and walked towards the water tank step by step, thinking that if she really stained Master Onmyoji's clothes with her filthy body, , that's a big disrespect.

"I hope there is something here that interests me, otherwise it's a waste of time!"

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

Chapter 0021 The stone bowl in front of the Buddha

The Buddhist power of faith is also flowing in the air, and they come from Kunshamentian.

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

Liang Yiluo's face turned cold, and he shouted.