"What the hell is going on over there..."

Although it was not yet dawn, Tokyo City had been illuminated by the lights of thousands of houses, comparable to daylight.

People walked out of the warm beds and rooms, came to the roof and the street, gathered together in groups of three or three, and looked out at the top of Yuncaishan from afar.

The golden thunder dragon would fall from the sky every ten seconds, making terrifying sounds that were about to tear apart the sky, constantly bombarding the cocoon-shaped shell that appeared with the explosion.

But the night sky above the lightning was clear, and there was no dark cloud. The bolts after wave of the blue didn't seem to be a good sign.

This abnormal celestial phenomenon has been repeated for almost an hour, and from time to time, there is a green butterfly-like thing floating outside leisurely, and I don’t know what I want to do.

"Grandpa Yaxiao..."

In the Purgatory House Mansion, Purgatory Chishouro looked at Thunder tense again, clenched his fists, almost clenching and bleeding.

His eyelids also trembled with the sudden thunder, because he knew very well that the more the noise there was, the more danger the people fighting the ghosts would encounter.

"Father, brother and brother Xianyiro and others, are you still fighting?"

"Well, it seems that the battle situation is still very fierce. Using Ba Zhilei so frequently should have encountered a very difficult opponent."

Masato Gideto, who was strictly prohibited from participating in the war by Xianichiro as a monarch, held his thick arms and glanced at the wall clock in the room. The vague concern in his eyes was relieved, but it was only a little bit.

"The sun is about to come out in half an hour..."

As he said that, he stretched out his big hand like a palm fan and touched the head of the Infernal Chishouro, "The more this happens, the more we must believe that they will return safely. If you are really worried, go and prepare some of the things your brother and father love to eat. When you are ready, it must be over there, and they must be very hungry..."

"I, I get it."

Purgatory Chishouro's eyes lit up and he immediately stood up and headed for the kitchen.

Prepare food for people who are uncertain about their lives and death. Isn’t this a sure person will return safely?

Even if it was just for a good sign, he decided to do so.

When his footsteps completely disappeared, the giant-like Gui Ting Yaxiao turned against the normal of positive and optimistic, sighed deeply, and even closed his palms in an inappropriate manner.

"I remember that guy Daoxuan was in this position before every time he did it. Uh, don't worry!"

"Anyway, no matter what kind of Bodhisattva Arhat and Cherry Dragon it is, I will definitely bless Xian Yiro and the others to return safely..."

At the same time, Yuncaishan's "Gallery Arena".

"Get out!"

Muzan Kimuzan shouted tragically, looking at the gods who surrounded him again, with a very fierce look.

In a moment, his chest and behind him grew big mouths with sharp teeth, spewing out the purest energy and sweeping around him. The tortured ground was more than an inch shorter...

If it was the first time I met you, maybe you might be seriously injured and dying by this blow.

But after more than an hour of battle, everyone was already familiar with this process. They were pulled into the air by Robert's spider silk without any resistance, in an attempt to avoid it, and at the same time they could get some tonics.

Yeniichiro would hold an umbrella at close range. At the moment when Muzan Kimuzan stopped roaring, he would dismantle the phoenix blue-purple umbrella into two pairs of fans, and fan the suddenly popping purple flames towards Muzan Kimuzan's head.

"One of them, they're like cockroaches!"

He was extremely afraid of the purple flame, but his excellent physical fitness still made him flash by. A whip tube rubbed against Xianichiro's waist and injected with toxic blood. But he also knew that this was useless, but as long as the opponent's movements could be deformed, the purpose would have been achieved!

He reached forward with his hands, and his forearm immediately deformed into a bone sickle ejected, and the length of the sickle grew rapidly during the ejection process, reaching as much as two or three meters.

Even with transparency, Shinichiro could not predict this strange deformation.

So, Muzan Kimuzan was surprised to see that the bone-shaped sickle directly cut into Shinichiro's shoulder, and then he would tear it in half.

But his smile lasted for less than a second...

For some reason, the arm did not feel the real thing to cut the object, and the other party did not shed blood.

Immediately afterwards, Shinichiro was "cut" and smiled sarcastically at him, and the afterimage turned into a red one disappeared.

"It's the sword technique that follows Guo Yuanyi!"

Muzan Kimuzan's eyes suddenly widened. He remembered this move, called "Fantasy Rising", which could create an illusion that diverted attention.

"Then this way-"

Based on past experience, Muzan Kimuzan subconsciously turned around and looked up to his side, and his sharp palm pierced into the heart of Shinichiro who suddenly appeared.

But his expression still did not improve.

Although it feels like the touch this time, it is not the texture of the heart he imagines. I always feel that it is a bit...

Light and fluttering?

Sure enough, Xian Ichiro, who was penetrated by the heart in the air, suddenly turned into a burning feather, and rushed towards Muzan Kitsumi, blocking his sight!

"Source Breath·Japanese Style·Phantom Fire Mist Crow."

This move is the combination of Riyu Breath, Fantasy Rainbow and Crow Feather Ninjutsu, forming multiple illusions to confuse the opponent!

Just in the gap between the eyes of Muzan Kimuzan being blocked by flames, two more Xian Ichiro appeared out of thin air, one in front and the other behind, rushed towards him with a sword, and at a very fast speed!

"Damn it!"

Muzan Kimuzan had never seen such a difficult human being, and could not tell the truth in a moment, so he could only separate his seventeen whip tubes and swing horizontally like a huge fan.

The two Xianichiro did not dodge and were directly hit, but one turned into a afterimage, while the other turned into a burning feather!

Fake! It's fake again! All tm is fake!

Just as Muzan Kitsumi stretched out all the tentacles that guarded him, a blade suddenly fell from the sky! The target was Muzan Kitsumi's head, and there were waves of wind shaped like a ring of wind pressing heavily on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to toss and move.

But to outsiders, a small red tornado with Muzan Kimuzan as the center is forming!

"Source Breath, Wind, and Pendulum Ninja Punch!"

Kimuzan Mori moved his head away intuition, but Shinichiro's sword blade still penetrated from his collarbone and went downward!

Muzan Kimuzan had another brain and heart that was avoided, and was directly penetrated by the sword blade, and then was torn to pieces by the whirlwind!

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa--"

The screams and counterattacks caused by the severe pain were heard at the same time, and a muffled sound was heard. Xian Ichiro, who had just made the achievements, was smashed out like a cannonball. The moment before his face hit the ground, he was pulled into the air by spider silk.

Muzan Kimuzan was shocked and angry and his sternum had collapsed, and fragments of his internal organs and blood were overflowing from his mouth.

But this is not the first time in an hour that it has been seriously injured.

While taking out the gourd around his waist, he shook his head at Muzakaki who was covered in cold sweat. He felt that this guy was like the modifier player mentioned by the anchor. He had a full attribute point and a bad fighting consciousness. No matter how strong he was, he could only be slaughtered.

As long as he guarantees that after every injury, Muzan Kimuzan could not pursue him because of the injury, he could use the medicine to recover. He was not really injured.

But he, Muzan Kimuzan, had no supplies to eat. Zhushi's poison was also playing a role in secret...

If you drag on it, you will be able to completely deal with this guy without dawn.

Even ghosting doesn't need to be turned on...

On the other hand, Muzan Kitsuki looked at the words "未" that were lit on Xian Ichiro's body, and the words "未", "Ao", "名" that were lit on the other people one after another. In the pain, he was even furious!

More than an hour!

Both sides can be said to have a fight back and forth.

He lost two of his five brains, and four of his seven hearts, each of which was destroyed by the damn Ashina kid with all kinds of means he thought he was despicable - sneak attacks, exchanges injuries for injuries, poisons, deceptions and traps, and they were simply doing everything they could.

But these methods are obviously not up to the table, but they are very effective for him!

Whenever Kimuzan Muzan feels that he is "can do it and can kill", he falls into the other party's trap again.

When he thought that such a person could actually use Ji Guoyuanyi's breathing method, he felt that the world was really magical.

But on the other hand, as the Ghost King, he cannot cause any substantial damage to the other party!

He lost half of his important organs. Although his burden was reduced and his recovery ability was improved, his accuracy of distracted control of the whip tube to defend against the enemy also decreased a lot. When he encountered a siege, although he would not suffer any injuries, he was always in a hurry and stretched.

Needless to say, Akaza and Proteo Taro will be useless if they fight. If they suffer a serious injury, they will get better after a while. If they lose control of them, they will not be able to devour them directly or kill them in seconds. They can only let them interfere with their sight.

And Xianichiro and the two pillars...

Even if they can be injured, the tired person who does not participate in the battle will quickly use spider silk to move the injured away, and then the remaining people and ghosts will surround the injured to gain time for detoxification and healing. After half a minute, he will be a hero again.

What kind of pills, Xinyuecao and other supplies are so numerous that there are so many that Xianyiro can't use them all, not to mention that the monks in Xianfeng Temple can now mass-produce the Buddha candy sold to the public.

Especially the rock pillar sings in the dark, and after knocking down the candy, he really took the Buddha's light to protect his body, becoming a veritable angrily Vajra.

Looking at the ghosts and people who regrouped again in just half a minute and surrounded themselves again...

Muzan Kimuzan finally understood what kind of mood the Demon Killing Team felt when facing the evil ghosts that could be recovered.

Just give them a little time to recover—

All efforts made before were vain.

Muzan Kimuzan absorbed the damaged internal organ fragments in his body, and his body size shrank again. Now he looked like a child of fourteen or fifteen years old.

He looked at the sky outside the hole where the giant cocoon was split by lightning, and he became more and more uneasy.

He had a premonition-

If you continue, I am afraid that you will be tortured to death until dawn.

And for some reason, perhaps because of the loss of the heart and brain, he felt a burst of fatigue for no reason, which may also be related to his "aging".
To be continued...