Chapter 64: Tokyo Demon Sealing Array Four

"Pro!"

Ono Santang shouted the mantra and threw up the white robe in his hand, like a white cloud covering the dark cloud transformed from the middle-aged mixed-race mage's talisman. Then he raised his hands upwards in a seal, and he was standing on top of the huge palm that he had taken.

Then there was a loud explosion, and the giant palm was torn apart. The mage who used the mirror screamed and retracted his hand from the mirror. The entire palm was covered in blood and flesh, four of the five fingers were missing, and the remaining little finger was also broken.

It is only connected to the palm by skin and flesh.

Lightning struck the white robe and shattered it into pieces. He continued to castrate and ran towards Ono Santang.

The female mage's burning palms fell on Ono Santang's back one after another.

"Soldiers!"

Ono Santang drank the second mantra, and his body flashed with a metallic light. Lightning struck at the right time, hitting his chest, with a crackling sound. Ono Santang was like a super-high-wattage light bulb, and his whole body flashed.

Bright, electric current overflowed, and the female mage who had not yet had time to withdraw her palm was trembling like a convulsion from the electricity, and the flame in the palm involuntarily flew along the arm to the shoulder.

The middle-aged mixed-race mage exclaimed, stepped forward, and stretched out his hands into the black cloud of talisman magic. The black cloud divided into two groups and tightly wrapped around his fist, and smashed Ono Santang's head.

"fight!"

Ono Santang drank the mantra three times, stepped back violently, and bumped into the arms of the female mage. His face changed drastically, and he pulled back his fists violently, but as soon as he retreated, fragments of the white robe that had not yet fallen were flying in the air and suddenly gathered quickly.

, turned into a snake-like long rope and wrapped around the middle-aged mixed-race mage, tying him up from head to toe. The middle-aged mixed-race mage staggered, fell onto his back, and fell to the ground, but he was unwilling to give up.

With his hands tied like this, he struggled with his arms and let out a deep roar, breaking the white rope. But as soon as he broke free from the restraints of the white rope, the middle-aged mixed-race mage roared and reached out to wipe the black flames above his head.

"Who!"

Ono Santang drank the fourth mantra again, and just as the twitching behind him stopped, the female mage who was about to make a sneak attack suddenly stiffened and was unable to move.

The middle-aged mixed-race mage said angrily: "Zhang Louis, you are so despicable. If you fight me openly and justly, and use such despicable methods, you are not a hero!" Without a word, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

Ono Santang smiled triumphantly and said: "Back then, I told your father that the Ulei Zhengfa of your line was vulnerable and useless. I guess he didn't take it to heart. A certain spell was actually taboo.

A woman's intimate clothing, no matter how powerful it is, is nothing more than a trivial matter! War is not a family affair. When you are fighting to the death, naturally you have to use any means. What do you mean by being aboveboard? Did you just come out of kindergarten?

?You actually believe that there is such a thing as an upright thing in this world!" After saying that, he glanced sideways at the mirror mage and said, "Hey, do you want to try again?" The mirror mage was still holding his palms and screaming.

Not only that, when Ono Santang asked, he trembled in fright and shook his head quickly, "I don't dare, I don't dare, God Bless General's magic skills, how dare I attack you, it was just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

"I mistook your mother!" Ono Santang suddenly became furious, "I worked my butt off in the island country, and finally opened up the situation, and those old fools sent you here to pick peaches, and you even put on airs with me! Who do you think you are?

, you are so arrogant with me! Believe it or not, I will kill you right now. Those old fools will even dare to poop two stinky farts in the sky!"

"You don't dare to kill me!" the female mage screamed, "My father is the great elder. If you dare to kill me, he will definitely cut you and your concubine into thousands of pieces!"

"Yes, you are the daughter of the great senator. Oops, I almost forgot." Ono Santang looked at Xiaoye in panic, "What should I do? If I offend the great senator's daughter, I will definitely die in an ugly way.

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Seeing Ono Santang's behavior, the female mage felt relieved and said with a forced smile: "As long as you let us go, I will never tell my father about this matter. You are a great hero in the meeting, and no one will make things difficult for you."

of!"

Ono Santang shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, look at the three of them looking like they want to eat me. They will definitely tell what happened today when they get back, and they will definitely send experts to kill me."

The female mage quickly said: "No, if you don't believe us, we can swear a poisonous oath in front of the ancestor. As long as we leave here, we will forget everything that just happened, and we will never do anything to anyone else again."

Bring it up!"

"It would be a good idea to swear in front of the Grandmaster."

The middle-aged mixed-race mage closed his eyes tightly, with a face full of pain. The mirror mage lowered his head tightly, but raised his eyes to peek from time to time. Ono Santang knew what he was doing, and said to the bald mage: "Although I hate the bald old man the most.

Man, regardless of the fact that you were the first to be beaten just now, I will give you an advantage this time. You go first!" The bald mage spat on the ground, "Bah! Zhang Louis, if you dare, kill him.

I, otherwise I will make your evil deeds public and let all the elders recognize your true face..."

Xiaoye Santang walked up to the bald mage, looked at him with a smile, and said: "How annoying, I let you enjoy it, why don't you appreciate it!" He slapped the bald mage on the head with his palm, and smashed his big head.

It was smashed to pieces, and red and white sprayed all over his body and face, and the stench filled the room. He rubbed his hand on the bald mage, turned around and walked to the middle-aged mixed-race mage lying on the ground, squatted down and said

: "Then you go first. In fact, I admired you before. You are still my idol."

The middle-aged mixed-race mage sighed: "Kill me, I know how to strictly discipline myself, how could a scum like you appear!"

"As you wish!" Xiaoye Santang raised his palm like a knife, pointed it at the heart of the middle-aged mixed-race mage, and stabbed it hard, then pulled out, dug out the beating heart, and directed it towards the middle-aged mixed-race mage.

Xiaoye, who was watching quietly, smiled and said: "Here, this is your favorite thing." He threw it out casually, and the heart fell into Xiaoye's hand with dripping blood. Xiaoye looked at it carefully, and then held it to his nose to smell it.

After hearing it, she smiled and said: "Sure enough, this kind of mage's heart tastes the best." She raised it to her mouth and began to eat it in small bites. She looked elegant when eating, and was definitely not like the legendary heart-eating monster.

Or the evil ones gobble it up like that and get blood all over their bodies.

Ono Santang finally walked up to the Mirror Master.

Master Shijing was so frightened that his legs were shaking, his body was covered with chaff, and his face had lost all color. When he saw Ono Santang approaching, before he could speak, he plopped down on the ground and said with a trembling voice: "No, don't do it.

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"Why don't you want it?" Xiaoye Santang looked surprised, then suddenly realized, and looked at the Mirror Master with admiration, "I understand, you would rather die than fuck her, right? He is such a good man, I admire him the most

You are such a good man, don’t worry, I will never let you die happily. That will not show your heroic spirit. I have to make you suffer for a hundred and eighty days before you die. Hey,

I learned a spell from an old monk in the Shingon sect, which can summon evil ghosts from hell. Among them is a kind of evil ghost from the sword hell. It likes to cut people. Two ghosts use the knife at the same time, and they can cut a hundred cuts a day.

I can cut it for a month until all the flesh and blood in your body is minced into minced meat. The heart, liver, lungs, etc. are all hung on the skeleton, and it can still ensure that you will not die and be awake..."
Chapter completed!