Blazing Angel of Demon Slayer

And countless wooden dragons with thunderballs in their mouths have also approached, roaring, with great impact and thunder from top to bottom, hitting Guiwu Tsuji Wucan.

Guiwu Tsuji gritted his teeth, and there were blue veins on his forehead.

He didn't want to take this kind of attack directly, but he was in mid-air, and the temporarily condensed flesh wings couldn't support him to fly or turn, so he was a living target.

The wooden dragon was close at hand, and Oni Wu Tsuji's body suddenly swelled, turning into a black ball of flesh and blood, and layers of black scales grew on the outside.

collapse!

Numerous wooden dragons wrapped around the ball of flesh and breathed out thunder, leaving behind the smell of burnt flesh, turning the black scales into burnt yellow, and hitting Kiwu Tsuji, falling back to the ground.

Chuanliu took a deep breath, suspended in the air, and watched the falling ghost Wu Tsuji.

At the same time, gloomy voices that suppressed anger vibrated the air and reached Chuan Liushi's ears.

"When it's flowing, no matter what you say, I will kill a hundred people a day!"

"Also, want to surpass me completely? Haha, it's ridiculous, next time, next time I will never let you fly away again!"

Chapter 269

Through the clouds, the full moon casts light and caresses the river.

Waving its wings, the stream rises at a height of [-] meters, until the people and buildings on the ground seem to have turned into small black spots.

"Can the ghost killing team that kills hundreds of people in one day ignore this news?"

When the stream is flowing, my heart is heavy.

There are only so many humans in Asakusa. According to the killing method that Onimai Tsuji said, he wants to completely expose the existence of ghosts and tear himself apart from humans.

Where did his confidence come from?

Maybe, because of myself

Is Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi desperately trying to catch herself?

Leaving the urban area, dense forests began to appear below, as well as green hills in the distance, extending in all directions, lying there quietly, unchanged from time immemorial, this world has never changed.

Along the straight line, the low-lying scenery kept changing, flying towards the Bliss Cult at a constant speed while flowing, thinking silently in his mind.

Now, he is actually an immortal body, not afraid of the sun, immortal, at least according to the standard of ghost dance Tsuji, he can achieve immortality for a thousand years.

And the only nemesis may be Onimai Tsuji, who can devour ghosts like him.

Oni Wu Tsuji Wucan deal with ghosts, as long as there is physical contact, he can devour their flesh and blood. He is very restrained and absolutely cannot fight with fists and feet, and his only weakness is the sun.

Thinking of this, Chuanliu was a little enlightened.

He and Oni Wu Tsuji seemed to be two people who were running with their lives. He died first in the hands of Oni Wu Tsuji, and Oni Wu Tsuji became a perfect creature. The world was under his control. Oni Wu Tsuji died in Sichuan In Ryuto's hand, he will have the ability of Oni Wu Tsuji, no longer has weaknesses, and become the new King of Ghosts, but Chuan Ryu will no longer create creatures like ghosts.

"I don't know if the members of the Ghost Killing Squad have arrived at the Bliss Cult of the World."

Looking up, the full moon has disappeared at some point, and the half-circle of the orange-red sun appeared in the sky, and the sky gradually became brighter.

Feeling a little tired while streaming.

In the past few days, he has moved to three places one after another, fighting with Yiwozuo, Bantiangou, Heiximou, and Guiwu Tsuji Wucan. Although the energy in his body is still full, his always tense spirit makes his energy After a lot of consumption, the brain really wants to rest.

Since he became a ghost, he rarely sleeps while streaming.

Only this time, he was too tired, not because of his body, but because of his heart, which came from the depths of his brain.

Looking down, I didn't find any towns and villages nearby.

He lowered his flight altitude, found an area full of rocks, and landed on a flat boulder about the size of three or four people.

This place is relatively barren, surrounded by stones of different sizes, and dozens of meters away, there is a dense green forest that wraps this stone area. Hundred-year-old trees are densely crowded together, and thick vines are entwined around the rough trunks. There are no roads for people to walk on.

In this kind of place where the birds don't shit, there are few wild animals, no human habitation, and there are probably no ghosts around.

Dou Qi sensed sweeping circles around, and after sensing no threat, he lay back and relaxed, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight, and slowly closed.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep and entered a deep sleep.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sun rose from the east, no longer a half-wheel hidden in the sky.

The warm sun shines all over, and the body is covered with the color of broken gold when it flows.Look peaceful.

His breathing is even and long, full of rhythm.

Even in sleep, this body is still running the breathing method.

The afterglow, which was hard to see with the naked eye, slowly entered Chuan Liushi's body along with Vulcan's breath, and gradually turned into blazing feather energy that he could use, strengthening his body.

Compared with directly absorbing the life energy of ghosts, the energy from the sun's radiance is not much, but it is long, stable, and accompanied by a fiery breath, which makes the stream feel warmer and turn over comfortably.

Unknowingly, the blazing feathers unfolded automatically, gently whirling and shaking, as natural as breathing, the feathers made of energy, slightly blooming with light, absorbing something, becoming brighter and brighter.

There is no chlorophyll in the stream, but it seems to be able to photosynthesize through Vulcan's breath.

In the future, even if the ghosts die, he doesn't have to worry about losing his energy source and falling into a bloodthirsty madness. However, high-intensity, hysterical battles may still be difficult to control, just like the day when Butterfly Ninja was saved.

From falling asleep to this bright noon, I slept for almost six hours, and I was almost rested.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he had already withdrawn from a deep sleep.

But Chuanliu didn't wake up, he was in a trance, his chaotic consciousness recovered, and he came to a familiar place.

"This is my home?"

When Chuanliu opened his eyes, what appeared in his field of vision was a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar small wooden house.

There is an open space in front of the wooden house, which is clean and tidy, and it can be seen that it is often cleaned, and it is surrounded by slanted cypress trees of different heights. In the cypress forest, there is a gray and white path leading to other places, which can be used for people to walk around.

In the distance, looking up when the river is flowing, you can only see the misty fog and the messy snowflakes that appear when electrical appliances are damaged.

"Is this feeling in a dream? This place really wants to be my home, but this wooden house is a little different. It is brand new, without the traces of being repaired by my father due to cracks over time."

Within a few breaths, Chuan Liu knew that he was in a dream, a dream that was much clearer than ordinary dreams and almost the same as reality.

Intuition told him that as long as he concentrated his mind, he could easily wake up from the dream.

But Chuanliu didn't do that.

Because, he saw his body suddenly changed, his consciousness split, and part of his vision gradually rose into the air, overlooking his surroundings.

This feeling is rather strange, like the coexistence of third-person and No.1 perspectives, watching the changes in one's own body, but still unable to control this process.