People are in Zongman, the mastermind behind the revival of spiritual energy

What kind of existence is the Shinomiya family?

A chaebol.

A truly big chaebol.

As long as he wants, the whole of Japan will shake three times.

Its size has long passed the early stage of capital accumulation.

According to rumors, the Shinomiya family’s wealth is as high as 200 trillion.

With such a size, the Shinomiya chaebol can get whatever it wants.

At least.

For Shinomiya Yan’an, it is true.

Based on Shinomiya Yan’an’s status, there are few things in the world that can surprise and care about him.

But the online confrontation that day is one of them.

Japan is completely transparent to Shinomiya Yan’an.

This is what he originally thought.

However……

“How could this happen?……”

His expression was one of doubt and surprise.

He saw the surveillance footage directly sent by Hayasaka Ai.

The strangeness of being unable to get out of the distance reminded Shinomiya Yanan of the ghost story of the wall blocking the road.

And the vortex of clouds sweeping across the sky, however, took deep root in Shinomiya Yanan’s heart.

The dangerous environment, the twisted monster.

Even Shinomiya Yanan, who was far away in Tokyo, couldn’t stop the cold sweat soaking his back.

It was as if the biting malice had penetrated the screen and constantly stimulated the normal people’s instinct for survival.

He thought Hayasaka Ai would die in Kyoto.

But……

“”Mister Mizunotsuki, help me!!!”

This ridiculous cry for help made even Shigong Yan’an stunned for a moment.

But soon his eyes became empty, as if he was distracted.

That, that was……

“Support! Target: Myoji Temple in Tokyo!”

“There is a supernatural manifestation! Please support us quickly!!”

“Get moving! Everyone, get moving!”

Director Bai Ma’s face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out.

He had always been avoiding a question.

Spiritual energy is reviving.

Since spiritual energy is reviving and the extraordinary are returning, the frequency of extraordinary events will rise sharply.

But…

He looked at the information sent by the Meteorological Bureau with a solemn and deep look.

Kyoto.

The celestial phenomena in the entire Kyoto area have changed to a certain extent.

The most core and the most intense.

Sure enough, it was above the Myōji Temple.

Fast.

It was too fast.

So fast that it was unexpected.

These days, the extraordinary events that have occurred one after another have left people no chance to breathe.

This is also the main reason why the Metropolitan Police Department has completely turned to the extraordinary.

When I walked out of the police station, I saw many good guys from the Metropolitan Police Department hurriedly putting on their equipment and taking all the magical black crows they had cultivated.

Listening to the direct communication device that Higurashi Shisan had been turning on.

The noisy and dull voices were intertwined.

In the end, it was covered by a joking cry for help.

What is this!?

His eyelids widened instantly.

He suddenly looked towards the sky in the direction of Kyoto.

In an instant, the situation suddenly changed.……

“Ga——！！｀！”

Wind!

Strong wind!

The wind howled so hard that people could hardly open their eyes!

At some point, a flock of crows came like a torrent!

There seemed to be a bright moon in the sky, covering the curtain.

There seemed to be a copper pestle hanging in the air, and the clanging sound suppressed it.

A figure under the moonlight seemed to be walking on the moon.

It was looming.

However, the swirling clouds in the sky were exposed by the bright moon, revealing a clear and bright hole.

The bright color set off the earth.

It forced the crawling monster to roar wildly.

The roar seemed to contain real anger.

Anyone could hear the monster’s urgency.

Therefore, the ground shook more violently.

It seemed that the monster was struggling unwillingly.

At this point, the two seemed to be in a stalemate.

One used the copper pestle and the magic pestle to suppress it.

The other was originally a monstrous monster with a fierce and powerful force.

At this moment,

Fei Yingli racked her brains to recall all the knowledge she could use as much as possible.

She knew how urgent it was at this moment.

Even though she encountered a sudden change and her mind was like a mess, she still tried her best to squeeze out the past in her mind.

There is a way. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

There must be a way!

This”god” must successfully suppress the big demon!

Seven hundred years, the big demon Hanako, the Mingwang descended, the Dharma pestle…

Who knows, Fei Eri still hasn’t come up with a solution.

Abbot Huilun staggered a few steps with trembling legs, and fell to his knees with a”thump”.

He refused to blink.

As if he was afraid that this moment was a dream.

He began to sob bitterly.

Talking nonsense.

The history of my Mingwang Temple is real!

My Great Mingwang Buddha is not fake!

Master, I Huilun am sorry for you!!

After crying, he looked at the image of Acala on the roof with a fiery look that was almost like a pilgrimage.

He shouted at the”god” who came here to save his life like a madman

“”Your Majesty! It’s the mantra! It’s the mantra of Acala from my Myōō-ji Temple!”

This reminder made Hibari feel like being struck by lightning.

This was the first time that she had the urge to curse.

These bald asses really didn’t put the real thing in a book that could be consulted!

The”god” seemed to understand.

The copper pestle was suspended in the air, pointing to the Acala statue on the roof.[]

【Namo-Samando-Varila-Nan-Han——】

Once the obscure spell was spoken, it was as if a round of obscure waves spread out.

It was like ripples on water.

【scold——！！！】

【Zha——！！！】

Shock!

Shock!!

Along with the reverberation of the powerful voices, the Acala Dharma Image is alive!

The already lifelike Nuzha Dharma Image holds the Dharma Pestle high.

The blazing fire instantly transforms the four directions into a fire area!

A giant figure as tall as the sky is vaguely standing.

The noble name rings in the ears of the stunned people.

【Acharananta——】

“.”Roar!!!”

The roar that should have been terrifying, but the situation was reversed at this moment.

It was afraid.

However, the towering figure that seemed like a phantom did not give the big monster any chance.

The fire fell.

Until the death was imminent, the fire showed its true appearance.

Dharma pestle!

It was the Dharma pestle in the hands of the Mingwang Dharma!

In a moment, the sky and the earth were clear.

The raging fire burned everything.

But a dreamlike Zen sound was fixed in the mind.——

【The big demon is suppressed by Qilin——】

Then, the towering figure (good, good) disappeared.

And the man with the bright moon hanging over his head also reminded before leaving.

“Find the Kirin Horn……”

When the sky was completely clear, no longer covered with gloomy clouds, everyone present still couldn’t come back to their senses for a long time.

Some were stunned, some were limp.

Only Master Huilun had a contradictory expression of crying and laughing.

He was kowtowing.

He was worshiping.

His tearful appearance made people feel pity.

Hattori Heiji wanted to go forward to help with complicated eyes.

But the collapsed ruins in front of him and the barren ground made him unable to move.

The surging power was really shocking.

Great demons, gods, and Mingwang appeared together.

The power that changed the sky with a wave of their hands and feet could not be disrespectful in any way.

But… his legs and feet were shaking weakly.

His lips were trembling as he wanted to say something but stopped.

Outrageous.

This strange world.

It’s really outrageous.……