The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Uh, what are we going to do?"

Wu also acted very cooperative, and of course this was to quickly let these two open-minded guys understand that they had misunderstood.

"Touch this wall with your hands," Tomaru Hoshi demonstrated with his own hands: "Then use the magic power in your body to establish a connection with the saint inside, and just wake her up from her deep sleep."

"It's that simple?"

"Of course it sounds simple, but if you actually want to do this, no one can do it except you, your younger brother who has the same magic power as Lord Sheng."

Tomaru took a deep breath, and Murasa on the side also held her breath, staring at the crystal wall in front of her without saying a word. At this moment, they were all trying to hold themselves back.

Now Wu Ye is too hard to get off, he can only stretch out his hand to try to wake up the saint inside as Tomaru Xing said.

But before that—

"Hey, taking people away without authorization, wanting to act like a thief, and doing such a thing under our noses, you guys are a little bit bold."

"what?"

"who is it!"

The voice of a fourth person suddenly came from the underground where there were only three people, and the hairs of Murasa and Tomaruhoshi trembled, and the tacit understanding of the two entered the alert state back to back almost instantly.

Among the three of them at this moment, only Takeya was able to keep calm. The reason was very simple, because he knew the voice, or rather, he had been waiting for the owner of this voice for a long time.

"It's finally here, Zi."

Just when Wu Ye's fingertips were still one centimeter away from the wall in front of him, the bright crystal disappeared, replaced by a cracked gap, and the strange scene of opening and closing countless eyes floating in the void really scared other people. two people.

"This breath..." Tomaru stared at the gap in front of her, a drop of cold sweat slipped down her face inadvertently, she said in a slightly trembling tone: "It's a big monster..."

"What did you say?" Murasa stared at Tomaruho with a dumbfounded look.

"It's the breath of a big monster!" Tomaru Xing said firmly, her hands holding the long staff couldn't help feeling a little weak: "And it's the top existence among them!"

"Hey, it's obviously a weak monster, but its perception is unexpectedly sharp. I'll give you a little compliment."

Om————!

The voice from the gap fell, and a burst of invisible and intangible fluctuations spread, Tomaru star fell to his knees almost without warning, and even the rock under his feet cracked horribly.

"star!!"

Murasa looked at Tomaruhoshi's painful expression in panic, she wanted to pull him up, but was stopped by a cry.

"do not come!"

Holding a long staff in both hands, Tomaruhoshi barely let himself stick to the ground, and stared at Murasa with serious eyes never before: "Never, never get close to me, or you will be involved too!"

After finishing speaking, the strange situation on Tomaru Xing's body was intensified in an instant. Her body seemed to be aggravated several times, and the cracks in the ground under her feet were deepening at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only that, but she could even faintly hear her The sound of bones rubbing against each other.

"Well……"

Tomaru Hoshi finally couldn't help making a sound of pain.

"Damn it! Who the hell is it!" Murasa blushed anxiously, seeing Tomaru Hoshi's body being played with like this without authorization, as a companion, she absolutely couldn't stand it.

Murasa summoned a huge anchor. Although her spiritual power had not fully recovered, she still stubbornly assumed a fighting posture, but unfortunately she was still stopped this time.

It was stopped by Tomaru Star.

"Stop, stop, Murasa!"

Although Tomaru Xing's own situation is worrying, she still tried her best to stop Murasa from doing stupid things: "Don't, don't go! She, she is different from us! The dimension of power is different!"

Tomaru Hoshi supported his body that was about to collapse, looked at the gap with eyes mixed with respect and fear and said: "Can you manipulate such a wonderful and powerful force, and also appear in such a way of appearing like ghosts and ghosts, is it you who descended? Monsters Sage, Yakumo Zi-sama!"

Chapter 31 A Bad Name Above a Good Name

Despair is contagious, like dominoes, everyone who is rendered will suffer the same despair.

"Youkai sage, Yakumo Zi..."

As long as it is a monster, there are few people who do not know this rumored monster sage, the realm monster Yakumozi, even though he has never seen her appearance, he must have heard of her name.

Although Murasa has been sealed underground for many years, as early as she was sealed, the name of Yakumo Ziyoukai sage was already known to every household.

But it is a pity that it is not Yakumo Zi's "virtuous name" but her "bad name" that spread far and wide!

Going back 1000 years, in the era when youkai could occupy the city territory and run rampant like a plague, the sage Yakumo Zi is almost synonymous with "fear" itself.

As the leader of the allied army of monsters, Yakumo Zi's power had reached a peak at that time.

Even if she is alone, without relatives, friends, or even a decent base, there are still countless people who choose to follow her.

No one knew how she did it. She was just a person wandering outside the world of monsters, but she suddenly possessed such powerful strength.

After the ghost clan chose to fall to her, there were tengus, goblins, and countless monsters one after another. Her power almost included three-quarters of the total monsters at that time, and even more.

Although she was defeated in the final battle, she still led many monsters to build Gensokyo, a paradise for monsters.

In a word, Yakumo Zi is worthy of the name of monster sage, she is a monster in the true sense, even in the "peace" now, she is a well-deserved uncrowned king.

Looking at Zi Yakumo walking out of the gap step by step, and meeting her playful and indifferent gaze, Murasa felt that the anchor in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and she couldn't hold it up.

"Unexpectedly, as a monster, you actually smell like a god."

Looking at Tomaru Xing who was still struggling on the ground, Yakumo Zi's wandering eyes flashed a bit bored: "However, the strength is too poor."