Crossover in the Anime World

The sun gives people an infinite sense of security. Everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps has just recovered from what happened last night. The mage is heading towards the rising sun and leaves the scene, leaving behind a long shadow and a lonely back.

The ghost hunters haven't figured out what happened yet. They don't know that Dulan has successfully inspired Shang Xiansan's ambition and let him know that there is no way out unless he gets stronger. He must be stronger than Ghost Ancestor. How to do it? Obviously stealing the prescription is the only way, because the ghost ancestors will no longer continue to improve their strength, and it is unrealistic to increase their strength by eating people. They have already eaten many people, and the improvement effect of eating more people will be minimal.

"We also have to become stronger." Yanzhu said suddenly. He found that his strength could not be compared with the mage. The mage completely suppressed the ghosts, did not give the ghosts any chance, and protected all the passengers. This kind of Being strong is your goal. With this kind of power, you can better protect human beings.

The other three people thought the same way. The ghosts they encountered this time were very powerful and beyond their capabilities. They could not expect mercy from their enemies and could only improve their own abilities.

Overnight, everyone began to look for ways to become stronger.

Dulan followed the original plan to find Shang Xianyi, the strongest one among the Twelve Ghost Moons and the brother of Jiguo Yuanyi. When he became a ghost, he was severely slapped in the face by Enichi Tsukuni. It has been almost three hundred years now. The Warring States Period has ended. He has experienced the Edo Period, the Meiji Period, and the Taisho Period. He is a lonely swordsman. , not even an opponent, always thinking alone, seeking the ultimate in swordsmanship.

It's a pity that after thinking about it for three hundred years, I still haven't reached the upper limit of Tsukuni Enichi. The more I think about it, the more incredible it is for my younger brother. Three hundred years have allowed Shang Xianyi's breathing to be integrated with the swordsmanship and the vampire technique, but this level is still He couldn't be satisfied because he had seen with his own eyes how his brother cheated. Compared with cheaters, his efforts were nothing to mention.

"You have been following in the footsteps of your brother. The realm you have reached was what your brother had reached three hundred years ago." Dulan came and opened his mouth to reveal the scars of the strongest string, letting him know Three hundred years are just enough for the elder brother to barely keep up with his younger brother.

Three hundred years, this is the gap between mortals and geniuses.

Shang Xianyi was not surprised when the mage suddenly appeared, because he knew that the mage was very mysterious and definitely not a human being. He suspected that the mage was either a ghost or a demon. Since there are ghosts in this world, there may also be demons. Not a normal person anyway, because it is impossible for a normal person to live from the Warring States Period to the present.

Dulan's words were very hurtful, but he couldn't refute it, because Shang Xianyi knew the gap between himself and his brother better than anyone else. He couldn't compare to his brother when he was a human, and he still couldn't compare to him after he became a ghost. That kind of unreasonable It's so powerful that he can't even understand it now.

"Do you want to know the difference between you and your brother?"

The first three pairs of moves on the string looked at Duran, and he had a feeling of Cthulhu. After he became a ghost, he had four more eyes. Now his face is full of eyes, which is very scary.

"Although you didn't say anything, I know you must want to know. It's talent. Your brother is a genius that is one in a million. There is no one before or since, so no matter how hard you try, you can't compare to him."

"He is just a mortal. His body has turned into dust, but I am still standing here and will continue to live in the future. My swordsmanship has no end. Sooner or later I will surpass him." Shang Xianyi said coldly.

"Look at your potential. Why don't you compete with a newborn baby? To compete, you have to compete on the same starting line. With your brother's talent, if he becomes a ghost and lives until now, he can become a sword in three hundred years. God. I know that he has actually understood that supreme realm, but he knows it but cannot do it because of his physical limitations. If he becomes a ghost, then he has broken the limits of his body and is the real god of swords. You Not at all."

Du Lan was Hong Guoguo's contempt, but also a provocation to anger the other party. Because Duran likes to see his opponents angry but unable to do anything to him.

Shang Xianyi was indeed angry and wanted to take action, but after all, he had lived for three hundred years and knew that the mage's sudden appearance to provoke must have ulterior motives. If he followed the mage's ideas, he would definitely suffer.

Although I am confident in my own strength, the opponent may have sorcery and I have to guard against it.

However, seeing that the other party was not taking action, Dulan naturally had another way. Dulan knew how to force Shang Xianyi to take action: "Do you know the art of psychics?"

Psychic? Naturally, I knew that Shangxian Yi had a bad premonition.

"It seems that you know, then you must also know that there is a underworld, and the dead are waiting for reincarnation in the underworld. Your brother and his family are also in the underworld. Now I can channel, please My brother is getting on top of me so that he can use my body to display his dreamlike sword skills again."

He clenched his fists involuntarily, thinking that he was going to meet his brother again, and that long-lost sense of oppression came back. Three hundred years later, he still couldn't get out of the psychological shadow that his brother had brought to him.

With such a talented younger brother, no matter how hard I work, all the praise and achievements belong to my younger brother, and I will always be just a foil. Who can know that kind of unwillingness and anger?

If his brother appears again, how should he deal with it? Can he surpass him after three hundred years of hard work? I'm not sure because my brother is a person who defies common sense. When everyone thought that children were no match for adults, the younger brother had already defeated the kendo teacher. When everyone thought that ghosts were invincible, my younger brother invented the breathing method. When everyone thought that the striped warrior would not live past the age of twenty-five, his younger brother lived to be over seventy and crushed his own ghost self with his old age.

The existence of the younger brother must not be considered with common sense. If the younger brother appears again, no one knows what will happen. Perhaps in the eyes of his younger brother, three hundred years of hard work are not worth mentioning at all, and he can easily break it.

Because he has experienced his younger brother's time, he knows how scary his younger brother is. The older brother simply doesn't dare to face his younger brother again, for fear that his last bit of self-confidence will be broken.

However, it was ultimately Dulan who had the final say as to whether he was a psychic or not, because if Shangxianyi was not prepared to take action, then Dulan could only call Jiguoyuan out and let him use his own body to exert the power of the sword.

Jiguo Yuanyi's talent combined with Duran's body is estimated to be a matter of seconds. It just so happens that Duran also learns to see what potential his body still has that has not been tapped, so that real geniuses can explore it.

He did as he was told, and at some point a ball of light the size of a baseball appeared in Duran's hand. This was the soul summoned by Jiguo Yuanyi.

It's my brother's aura, and that ball of light is my brother. Shang Xian Yi was so tense that his muscles were stiff.

"Jiguoyuan is in Dulan!" Dulan slapped the ball of light against his chest, and the ball of light merged into his body, unleashing a fierce sword energy.