People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

The weird thing is.

Such dim light did not affect his vision at all.

Even weirder.

In the dozen or so comic grids on the drawing board, more than a dozen pens are drawing at the same time.

A figure appeared silently behind him.

A white silk thread in the room was gently touched.

The old man was startled and flew up and hung upside down on the ceiling.

The coat he was wearing fell off.

An arm with eight limbs exposed, covered with hairy black thorns, was nailed firmly to the ceiling.

The figure had no expression on his face.

A jet-black sword light swung over rapidly.

The old man quickly raised his four right arms to block.

But this immense force instantly shattered his arm and half of his body.

Flesh and blood were torn into pieces on the ground.

Half of his body also fell from the ceiling.

"Who are you? An Onmyoji?" The old man collapsed in a pool of blood in fear and shouted, "I have never killed anyone... I am just a cartoonist."

"I've already filed a report at the spiritual objection meeting. Please forgive me..."

But what he waited for was still a flash of black light.

Then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

"It's none of my business. I don't read comics." Zhang Yingxian waved his hand: "I am a human, you are a demon."

He put a demon pill from his flesh and blood into his sleeve.

Then turned and left.

next moment.

At a sewer outlet not far from the building

The compass needle between Zhang Yingxian's fingers spun wildly, and the rusty [Tian Gang Fu Yao Plate] made a buzzing sound.

It seems there are quite a few monsters in there.

He pinched his fingers and wiped his eyelids. When he opened his eyes again, dark green evil spirit seeped out from the cracks in the bricks of the entire alley, like countless twisted earthworms drilling into the underground drain.

"What kind of monsters are hiding in the sewers of such an obscene place?" He squatted down and picked up a handful of damp moss. The spiritual energy burned and a fishy smell of white smoke rose. Zhang Yingxian quickly covered his mouth and nose and cursed:

"What a damn sin I've committed! If I hadn't lost to those idiots at mahjong, how could I have ended up crawling through the sewers in Japan?"

"It's the sewer where a bunch of 'god-waiting girls' work..."

"In my previous life, I was an ox or a horse. In this life, I am a Taoist priest..."

Zhang Yingxian looked at the entrance to the sewer, and after a burst of cursing, his face looked extremely ugly.

"Forget it, forget it. Master's orders are hard to disobey. So let's just get dirty... Otherwise, I won't meet my performance targets and won't even have money to play mahjong when I get home."

He held the half-broken copper coin sword between his fingers and tightened the peach wood sword on his back.

His body sank.

They drilled into the integrated sewer corridor that was used for flood and sewage discharge.

The foul smell of mold and the smell of obscene sewage that had been flushed for a long time made Zhang Yingxian so sick that he cursed as he walked.

Not long ahead.

In the flood discharge pipe ahead, there were three floating corpses with sunken chests, and half a cucumber was stuck in the throat of each corpse.

They are all boys and girls.

Their eyes were also gouged out.

What kind of quirk is this Japanese monster?

Zhang Yingxian rolled her eyes.

"When I catch you, I'll kill you..."

"Click"

Amid the sound of sticky water, the sound of tortoise shell scales scraping against the concrete wall could be heard.

"Good." Zhang Yingxian shook his hand back, and the copper coin sword instantly scattered and threw out twelve copper coins, which were nailed into the wall of the tube.

Then each copper coin emitted a dazzling light.

Instantly illuminate the dark pipe in front of you.

Three green shadows suddenly emerged from the darkness inside.

The three creatures had the bodies of children but duck webbed feet. The concave vessels on their heads were filled with smelly black water, and their shells were covered with all kinds of disgusting rubber used by Shinjuku men and women.

"Don't dirty my peach wood sword. I borrowed it with a deposit of 20,000 yuan. If you weaken the spiritual energy on it, you won't get your deposit back."

"I can only consume some spiritual energy."

"Duh!!"

Zhang Yingxian placed his hands in front of his chest, pinched the Nine Heavens Thunder Art, and the golden elixir in his dantian burst out with a blazing white light.

Three bolts of lightning flew out.

But when the thunder approached the three monsters, it exploded in a strange arc in the waterway.

The black water in the vessel above the monster's head was unknown, but it refracted the lightning into a spider web shape and dispersed it.

"Fuck, there's something." Zhang Yingxian frowned.

Judging from the appearance of these three things, they are definitely the kappa in the One Hundred Demons Night Parade illustrated book.

But this weak Japanese monster was able to block his attack.

There was something wrong with the information the master gave me.

"Come again!" Zhang Yingxian shouted and turned his hand, revealing a bell in his hand.

The entire Shinjuku underground pipeline network suddenly shook.

The bells in Zhang Yingxian's hands rang, and waves of light patterns turned into a light net that covered the retreating routes of the three kappas.

Seeing this, the three monsters made gurgling sounds like a clogged toilet, and their carapaces cracked, spewing out black mist like humus.

Black fog spread out, trying to block the light net.

But the light net disappeared after a flash.

The three kappas instantly had ferocious expressions but did not move.

He was firmly trapped by the light net emitted by the bell.

Zhang Yingxian made a thunder gesture with one finger.

Three bolts of lightning struck them to pieces.

Just when Zhang Yingxian wanted to go forward to check.

Ripples continued to form in the sewage trough next to it.

Then the black water splashed out.

A black shadow wrapped in sewage rushed over like lightning, and the concave plate above its head splashed out foul-smelling mucus.

Zhang Yingxian leaned back to avoid the sharp claws, and then used another bolt of lightning to easily solve the problem.

But this time.

More rustling sounds came from all directions.

On the crisscrossing walls of the pipes, hundreds of mutant kappas are climbing with their webbed hands, and all kinds of strange lines are floating in the plates above their heads.

It even caused the light emitted from the copper coin to begin to distort.

"Have I walked into a den of demons?" Zhang Yingxian sneered, "This little devil looks bright and beautiful on the outside, but underneath I didn't expect he's a bunch of messed up kids."

"Okay, okay, in China, monsters are all protected animals. It's a rare opportunity for me to do something here..."

"[The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all myriad Qi!]"

"Give it all to me, Daoye~~~~

"die!!!!"

A huge bolt of thunder descended from the night sky, amid the terrified screams of young men and women on the streets of Shinjuku.

With a loud bang, it hit the ground on the street.

Make a huge noise.

Then there was a sound of gravel breaking.

A bottomless pit appeared.

Several vehicles on the road were unable to avoid the pit and fell into it.

There were cries of surprise on the street, and pedestrians kept their distance, fearing that the deep pit would continue to collapse.

Inside the pit.

Zhang Yingxian frowned as he looked at the large number of dead Kappas.

wrong! !

Very wrong!!

These guys are not ordinary guys!!

How come it is completely different from what the master said?

The few monsters I killed before were relatively normal.

But this group of Kappa is not at the level that the master said.

and.....

"and many more!!"

Zhang Yingxian's eyes widened as he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

"Isn't it?"

"Don't play tricks on me, Taoist!"

"Damn it! I wasted a lot of my spiritual energy!"

“This is a huge loss!!”

Zhang Yingxian hurriedly approached the pile of demon corpses that had formed into a small hill, and looked around for help.

Outside the deep pit.

A few bold yellow-haired guys on the streets of Shinjuku were walking to the edge of the deep pit and looking inside.

It was pitch black down there and I couldn't see anything.

But suddenly, a huge and furious roar came from inside. They couldn't understand it at all and it scared them so much that they quickly ran away.

"Fuck! Where's the demon core? Why is there nothing here? What the hell are these? I went down the sewer and got covered in filth. I wasted so much energy, and it was all for nothing."

After a while.

Zhang Yingxian jumped a few times with a dark face and stepped back to the ground by stepping on the car that had just fallen.

He ignored a few yellow-haired Japanese guys who walked in bravely, their jaws dropping in surprise.

Staring at the compass intently.

Turn around and walk towards the next target.

Full of doubts.