I’m Really An Alchemist

Amamiya Shuko's laughter was sharp and hoarse, her face became more and more distorted, and countless struggling and painful faces could be vaguely seen.

"Monster, go to die, go to die!"

The collapsing police officer drew his gun and fired his tongue, but this kind of standard pistol with little power was useless to the demonized Amamiya Shuko.

The dark yin qi easily swallowed the bullet.

The incident that happened in Arakawa District was quickly reported to the Metropolitan Police Department and the Public Security Department. The police chief of the monitoring center looked at Amamiya Shuko on the screen, his face was pale, and his breathing was heavy.

Only now did he realize...

What kind of monster is the extraordinary power we want to control!

"The Prime Minister has been informed that the special forces have been mobilized, and they will arrive in Arakawa District in fifteen minutes!"

"Fifteen minutes, do you know how many people will die in fifteen minutes?"

"I don't care what method you use, kill her, kill her before it causes an international incident!"

The Black Hawk helicopter loaded with heavy firepower and combat members rose from the police center and flew towards the Arakawa district.

Amamiya Shuzi laughed wildly, the black clouds rolled, covering the sky and the earth, creating a great psychological pressure on the desperate crowd.

As if there was nowhere to escape!

"You all deserve to die!"

"You all have to feel my pain!" Every face that made up Amamiya Shuko showed a weird smile and said to the panicked crowd on the ground: "Come on, come on."

"Be one with us!"

The sharp sound suddenly spread, and in an instant, all the glass of office buildings, cars, and shops burst open one after another.

During the sonic attack, the fleeing citizens fell to the ground one after another, their bodies sore and unable to move.

Amamiya Shuko shrieked sharply, the huge faces spread out, countless resentful ghosts shrieked toward the heaven and the earth, and the strange and desperate faces opened up, rushing towards the fearful crowd on the ground.

"Om, at the end of Bo La Mo is Tuoning, Suo Po He."

The glazed Buddha's light suddenly appeared!

Between the heavens and the earth, the chanting of the clear scriptures sounded, and the golden Buddhist runes slowly flowed from all directions, bringing peace and liberation.

Still walking through the city, the mourning soul stopped abruptly.

The pain on their faces slowly subsided, and they became peaceful and happy.

The citizens who were completely desperate raised their heads in disbelief. The golden **** was flowing and converging in the void, and the warm light illuminated the dark world.

"Monk stinky, I have no grievances with you, why are you blocking me!" Amamiya Jiuzi was furious to the extreme, and the strange roar shook in the air, faintly suppressing the sound of chanting scriptures.

Those souls who were appeased became painful and crazy again, they turned into Yin Qi, and they combined again.

Baoshan Fuyu stepped on the golden lotus, recited the "Ksitigarbha Rebirth Sutra" silently, and said earnestly to the distorted face in the sky: "The benefactor of the Rain Palace, the little monk just doesn't want you to go down the wrong path!"

Amamiya Shuko's mind has been distorted by anger.

She roared in a low voice, "I want to see who you can protect!"

The yin energy around him condensed and turned into countless jet-black arrows, covering the ground like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

"you..."

Baoshan Fuyu's complexion changed greatly, and he did not care about reciting the scriptures.

The illusory golden body of Buddha appeared in the void, pinching flowers and smiling.

The jet-black arrow was fixed in mid-air!

"The Buddha has come into the world!"

"It's really the Buddha, the Buddha has come to save us!"

The citizens who were struggling to get up bowed down reverently to the huge illusory image, while the programmers in the office building who had not finished get off work were even more stunned.

They are at high levels, and they can clearly appreciate the power of the Buddha's Dharma.

This illusory Dharma image with a height of tens of meters, with a compassionate smile on its face, the glazed Buddha light fixed the arrow of yin and qi and kept purifying it.

However, the body of the young monk who maintained his dharma began to sway, and his smooth face showed tiredness.

"Hahahaha!" Amamiya Shuzi laughed loudly: "As expected, I read it right, the mana in the relic has been exhausted, and now you are using your shallow mana to motivate it!"

Baoshan Fuyu was tired but smiled: "The benefactor of the Rain Palace is not the same as me, so why bother?"

Amamiya Shuzi's expression turned gloomy.

Only then did everyone discover that the faces in the sky were gradually shrinking, and the resentful spirits in the edge areas were disappearing.

She just used words to stimulate Baoshan Fuyu.

At this moment, Uehara Satoru and his group finally arrived at the scene. He quickly jumped out of the car and looked at Master Baoshan who was balancing with the ghost girl in midair.

"Uehara Police Department, the helicopter has arrived at the scene, how is the situation?"

Uehara Satoru solemnly looked at the extraordinary battle in mid-air, and said, "Master Baoshan has stalemate with the ghost girl, have you seen the cloudy face in the sky, attack it with all your strength!"

"Don't accidentally hurt Master Baoshan!"

He repeatedly told him that he was about to hang up the phone when the girl next to him suddenly jumped up, grabbed his arm firmly, and screamed, "Don't, don't hurt the ghost girl!"

"I beg you, don't hurt the ghost girl!"

Imamura Rie was hoarse and watched as the phone screen dimmed.

Uehara Satoru was no longer in the mood to spend time with this girl. He broke away her arm forcefully and said, "Take a good look at it, your ghost girl is crazy, she is going to kill everyone!"

"No, no!" Imamura Rie collapsed to the ground and pleaded: "The ghost girl is just being confused, please don't hurt her, I, I will explain it to the ghost girl, please!"

"Please!!"

The girl burst into tears!

The hovering Black Hawk helicopter arrived at the extraordinary battlefield.

The special forces in the cabin took a deep breath involuntarily when they saw the strange face covering the sky and the illusory giant Buddha's dharma image.

One of them, using a high-powered sniper scope, saw the young monk floating in the air, and gestured to his companion: "Master Baoshan is in the southeast direction, avoid him when attacking!"

"I know!" said the pilot of the gunship: "Guarding the citizens under the attack of evil spirits, this is a real monk of high morality. After this incident is over, I must meditate and worship the Buddha."

He seemed to be joking, but comforted himself in his heart.

Just getting close to the weird face in the sky made the scalp go numb, and the next thing to do is to attack.

"The first shot at the ghost, maybe I'm the first person in modern society?" The pilot looked at the joke with a solemn expression, and suddenly controlled the helicopter to lift, and sprinted towards Amamiya Shuko.

The heavy machine guns mounted on both sides of the helicopter spit blue fire at the huge face composed of ghosts and ghosts!

PS: There are three shifts today, seven o'clock, twelve o'clock, twenty-four o'clock, look forward to it

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Chapter 172 Chapter 17 Tokyo Melee (2)

The heavy machine gun carried by the armed helicopter.

The bullet caliber is 7.62MM, 800 rounds per minute, and the initial speed can reach 800M/s.

Bullets in the real world are not the kind of weapons that can't kill people after being hit for a long time in the film. Each bullet of this heavy machine gun can cut a huge gap in a concrete wall of several centimeters.

If it hits the human body, there will be no bullets penetrating the wound at all, and the huge kinetic energy will tear it apart the moment it hits the human body!

This is the power of human industrialization!

"Da da da da da!"

The blue fire spit, and countless bullets lashed towards the face composed of ghosts.

The kinetic energy of the bullet ripped one gap after another on Amamiya Shuko's furious face.

Although these gaps were quickly filled, the power of military firepower was not useless. Shuko Amemiya had shrunk visible to the naked eye, and the momentum that originally resisted the illusory Buddha statue was gradually suppressed.

"Give me death!"

Amamiya Shuko roared furiously, her yin energy condensed into a huge palm, and she squeezed the gunship.

No matter how desperate the pilot is to control the helicopter, the helicopter is tightly held in the palm of Yin Qi's hand, under the terrified expressions of the special forces...

The palm suddenly shrank!

Boom!

A huge fire burst out!

"How dare you injure people's lives!" Baoshan Fuyu was trembling with anger, watching the wreckage of the helicopter fall, the crowd on the ground screamed and chaotic, he closed his eyes sadly.

"Hahahahaha!"

Seeing his anger and helplessness, and seeing the desperate and panicked citizens, Amamiya Shuko laughed more and more happily.

"Do you really think you can stop me?"

Amamiya Shuzi restrained her smile, showing unusual indifference.

Under her face, grievances condensed, and her true face with red clothes and black hair appeared. She pointed to the building downstairs, and said with a sarcastic smile, "You have arrived at my home court!"

Baoshan Fuyu looked at it intently, her face panicked.

He and Amamiya Shuko were fighting in the air, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the changes in the environment, but he was led to the top of the hospital.

"Hospital...."

Shinomiya Kaguya followed this extraordinary war and also came to the vicinity of the hospital. She suddenly thought of something, and her face became pale and panicked.

"Hospitals are places of birth, injury, and death. Ghost girls must draw strength here!"

As soon as her voice fell, Uehara Satoru raised his head and saw that a grayish-white mist was emerging from the hospital, circling and condensing in the void, and was swallowed by the face in the sky.

"Damn!"

He looked at the grimace of Yin Qi that had been suppressed, grew stronger again, and slammed a punch on the lamp post.

If only I could have extraordinary power!

I can help Master Baoshan!

"The donor."

The tired voice of Baoshan Fuyu suddenly appeared in his ears.

Uehara Satoru looked around in surprise, but Baoshan Fuyu was still suspended in front of the ghost girl, far away from them.

"I used his mind to talk to you, the donor. In the next thing, please also ask the donor to assist the little monk!"

Uehara Satoru calmed down: "Master, please speak!"

Kaguya Shinomiya and the others were stunned, watching the young police department speak to himself in an empty place as if he was mentally ill.

"Umiya Shuzi devoured the Yin Qi accumulated in this hospital. Her mana has far surpassed Xiao Seng. Even if I use the relic, I can't fight her."

"But this is also our chance! She who devoured this Yin Qi also needs time to digest. If Xiao Seng guesses correctly, Yu Gong Jiuzi will refine the pure Yang Qi at sunrise and advance to the Yang God. , it will be irreversible by then!"

Baoshan Fuyu's voice was calm, but its meaning made the police department of the Public Security Department panic.

Yang Shen... Although I don't know what Yang Shen is, but the master is so nervous, it must be a very strong monster!

"Then what can I do to help you!"

"We must capture her before sunrise, and we must not let her escape to refine the yin qi. Donor, please send your force to assist the little monk and suppress her!"

Uehara Satoru came back to his senses and quickly contacted his superiors.

After briefly explaining all this in a few words, he stated his purpose: "Director, I apply for the deployment of the Self-Defense Force!"

Director Yamada immediately made a decision and passed it on at random.