Cities: Start from Controlling Destiny

"Boom! Boom!"

Lin Qin put his left fingers together in front of his chest, crossed them abruptly, and two bright golden blades shot out again.

I saw that these two blades were like two round moon scimitars, flying in the midair with a strange arc, rushing towards the dozen or so dead warriors just now.

Immediately, the two sharp round moon scimitars were like cutting cabbage, and the bloody corpses of warriors and dead soldiers flew all over the sky, and the scene was bloody and shocking.

In order not to leave anyone alive, Lin Qin made up these two cuts.

The killers who came over looked at each other in blank dismay, but they were only taken aback for a moment, and continued to charge forward.

The arrow has been fired, and there is no turning back.

Sure enough, the dozens of warriors and dead warriors in front were just the beginning, and several sturdy warriors rushed out immediately behind.

The Omiya Shrine has occupied Kyushu Island for hundreds of years, infiltrating almost every family and force. All disobedient forces were annexed, and they could only obey its orders.

In the small land area of ​​the Yi country, it is estimated that only the Omiya Shrine can gather wave after wave of strong men.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

These warriors are strong and strong. Although they are tall and strong, their speed is not bad at all. The figures cooperate tacitly and besiege Lin Qin from all directions.

At this time, Sakura Masahiro also started to move. He led his team of onmyojis to chant spells, prepare to form seals, and launch spell attacks.

Different from the positions of warriors, the positions of these onmyojis are very particular, like a formation, with Sakura Mahiro Dai Onmyoji as the center of the formation, complementing each other, there seems to be a faint thread, from everyone Pulled out from the body, and finally condensed on Sakura Mahiro.

Soon, an invisible hurricane began to circle around the formation, sweeping the dust around it.

Surging waves of magic power rolled and surged in Sakura Mahiro's body.

This great onmyoji who once shocked the country of Yi, his whole body glowed with light, as if wearing a sacred coat, slowly stretched out his arms, and immediately took out a magic weapon from his arms.

The overall shape of this magical instrument is like a kettle, with a simple texture and some copper rust spots, with traces of time flowing on it.

Looking at it from a distance, the surface of this magic weapon seems to be transparent, and you can see the white soul floating inside, like aquatic plants raised in a fish tank, exuding a lonely atmosphere.

This magic weapon is the treasure of the town of Omi Shrine.

"Ten Thousand Soul Pot!"

It feeds the unjust souls collected by the Omiya Shrine for hundreds of years. Every time there is an extra head, the magical power carried by the magic weapon will become more powerful.

Sakura Mahiro alone cannot use this pot of ten thousand souls, and must rely on the magic power of a dozen other onmyojis.

I saw Sakura Mahiro holding the Ten Thousand Soul Pot, hugging it tightly with both hands, and then shaking it vigorously.

From the surface of his palm like a blood vessel, huge power rushed into his body, his body began to become colorful, and his face seemed to be distorted.

"Soul out!"

Sakura Mahiro raised his voice sharply.

Immediately, as if opening Pandora's box, the Ten Thousand Souls Pot in Sakura Mahiro's hand began to shake violently, and then one after another white innocent souls rushed over.

At this time, the majestic Onmyoji Sakura Mahiro was pale, as if he had been seriously ill, and all his energy was taken away. He sat on the ground profusely sweating, looked at the ghosts flying all over the sky, and there was a smirk at the corner of his mouth. A faint smile.

Combining the magic power of more than a dozen onmyojis to activate the Ten Thousand Soul Pot together, this is undoubtedly the greatest skill he can unleash.

Leave the rest to these ghosts.

Sure enough, when Sakura Mahiro was exhausted and fell to the ground, the white ghosts hovering in the air began to attack, "Swoosh—" Like arrows, they rushed towards Lin Qinyong densely.

Lin Qin stood where he was, as if turning a blind eye to these innocent souls, his face was as calm as water, without the slightest wave floating.

"Hmph, I'm afraid."

Seeing this scene, Sakura Mahiro was secretly proud, no matter who faced this overwhelming battle group of innocent souls, they would be scared to death.

However, the next moment, a scene that stunned him happened.

Just as thousands of white ghosts swooped down, Lin Qin stomped his feet.

"laugh!!!"

A roar shook the ground.

Circles of ripples rushed towards the unjust souls in the sky, stagnating them all in mid-air.

"This!" Sakura Mahiro stared blankly.

It turned out to be the deterrent power of superior soul power. As a great onmyoji, Ying Zhenhong has an endless pursuit of spiritual power. Now the coercion issued by Lin Qin is undoubtedly a higher level of spiritual power impact. Thousands of innocent souls can't resist it.

He could even feel the fear of these innocent souls in the sky, they were all trembling, not to mention attacking, they retreated one after another.

"laugh!!!"

It was another roar, which caused ripples in the void.

Lin Qin's eyes were burning with golden flames, and his face was covered with tadpole-like lines, like a god of war from ancient times, staring at the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the sky.

With the deterrence from a higher bloodline, these innocent souls can't move at all.

The Ten Thousand Soul Pot that had fallen to the ground was already dim, but suddenly it shone like a star.

Thousands of unjust souls in the sky seem to have received some orders, and they all got back into the pot of ten thousand souls. The battle group of unjust souls that was overwhelming just now is now empty.

With just two roars, the strongest killing technique of the Great Onmyoji of Yi Kingdom was suppressed alive.

At this time, the lines on Lin Qin's face faded away and returned to its original appearance, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, because his divine sense could strongly feel that a group of people were moving rapidly from the foot of the mountain. People surrounded the entire shrine.

I am afraid that all the elites of Kyushu Island were summoned here by the Omi Shrine.

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you."

Lin Qin's eyes froze, a icy color flickered, and immediately a bright golden light came out in rotation, and his natal sword was drawn out again.

This time, he didn't dodge any more, but like a heavy armored vehicle, he directly crashed into the crowd charging from all directions of the shrine.

"Boom!"

Whether it was a warrior with a sword or a ninja who threw a concealed weapon, they couldn't resist Lin Qin's sword, and they made bloody paths.

In the back, Lin Qin was also red-eyed, except for the divine sword, he also used fists and feet, all of them were used. A punch in the air can break up the whole person, and a casual kick can cut a person in two.

Then, with a brute force bump like a bull, it can knock over a dozen people into the air at once.

In less than 10 minutes, Lin Qin had killed nearly three hundred people.

At this moment, suddenly, an untraceable dark energy came from behind.

This dark force is very deceitful, it seemed to be hidden at first, but when it reached the target, it immediately exploded, like a bomb, exploding terrifying power.