Demon Slayer: I will play the ancestor of the Flame Pillar

The two girls were so close to each other in a strange posture, and Shinobu Kocho was firmly pressed on the girl.

"Tell me all the information you have about the alien ghost."

Shaking the modified Nichirin Sword with venom, a chill passed through Shinobu's eyes.

"As a ghost moon, you don't want your body to be completely broken, do you?"

Spider sister's eyes were full of tears, and the beautiful woman in front of her was even scarier than a ghost.

"I, I said..."

Suddenly, the sound of a clear string floated over, and the two people's faces changed, and they looked at the distance at the same time.

...

Zheng——!

"Brother Purgatory, be careful behind you!"

In Tanjiro's horrified eyes, the air behind Kyojuro, who had just dealt with the spider, fluctuated.

Then three black ant ghosts appeared at the same time, and huge black tails attacked from all directions, covering the man's body.

"Eliminate, human!"

"Don't even think about it!"

A red vortex of flames rose from the ground, and the attacking tail was torn apart by the Sun Blade, and Kyojuro walked out of it unscathed.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the evil ghost opposite in the air, asking questions.

"Three, four, five? These words are very similar to those in Guiyue's eyes. What on earth are you?"

"Eliminate, human!"

Ignoring Kyojuro's questions, the two ant ghosts sandwiched him from the left and right, and the remaining one jumped high, and swung its tail straight at Tanjiro.

Flames burst out from Kyojuro's feet. The red sword first cut off the tail that attacked Tanjiro, and then he spread his legs and kicked the two ghosts away.

"What a troublesome vitality. Are you just going to throw away the part that the red sword cuts?"

Looking at the rapidly regenerating tail, Kyojuro showed a cheerful smile and held the red sword tightly with both hands.

Then I will get rid of you in an instant.

Breath of Fire, Secret, Nine Form, Purgatory!

The flame dragon devoured three ant ghosts in succession almost at the moment of formation.

The remaining power was unabated, dragging a long charred mark on the grass with the bodies of the three ghosts.

The flames dissipated, Kyojuro put away the sword and stood, shaking his head slightly.

"It's really difficult, and it also consumed a lot of physical strength."

Pah.

The green head fell from the sky, fell to the ground and rolled around, staring at Kyojuro.

"Another one?"

"It's dead, Purgatory."

There was a rustling sound in the woods, and Tomioka Giyuu came out.

"It seems that you have also encountered such a one-eyed ghost."

Seeing the person coming, Kyojuro breathed a sigh of relief and answered loudly with his chin propped up.

"It turned out to be you, Giyuu. Yes, these ghosts are very difficult to deal with, their vitality is very tenacious, and no information can be obtained."

"Don't think about it, they can't communicate, they can only follow orders."

A soft female voice came in the air, and the haori on Shinobu Kocho fluttered and fell.

"These ghosts may be Muzan's trump cards, and the unusual movements of ghosts in recent years should also be related to them."

"Well, never mind, never mind, I can't think of anything more."

Kyojuro stretched and turned back to pick up Tanjiro who was lying on the ground.

"Since all the demons have been eliminated, report the situation here to the lord."

Shinobu Kocho and Giyu Tomioka also nodded in agreement.

"We have no objection..."

Zheng——!

The sound of the life-threatening pipa came without warning.

Everyone looked for the enemy as if they were facing a great enemy, and only Tanjiro, who was trapped, found it desperately at the first time.

The sky above suddenly...

dark.

"It's up there!"

Everyone looked up in surprise, and their hearts tightened suddenly.

No, it's not dark.

But something blocked the moonlight above.

A heavy sound of breaking wind came, and a black behemoth fell on everyone like a hill.

The figure of Zero Machine suddenly enlarged in everyone's eyes, and it seemed that every scale and every leg on it was clearly visible.

It was too late to react, but all the pillars present did not escape, and the red sword in Giyu's hand lit up again.

"Water Breathing, Eleventh..."

Before the sword shape was fully unfolded, Zero's centipede had already fallen heavily towards everyone, and Yiyong's mouth was bleeding.

Still not in time...

"Flame Breathing, I flow, the form of the wild, rise up, the vortex of the flames!"

In the moment of despair, the surging golden

A tornado of color rose from the ground.

The vortex of flames, which was ten times larger than Kyojuro's, confronted the beast head-on. The rising golden flames and the sword pressure turned the huge monster above its head.

In the firelight, a figure in a black cloak loomed.

Tanjiro rubbed his eyes, and the dormant memory in his body seemed to awaken.

The person in front of him gradually overlapped with a certain bad figure in the past, and Tanjiro pointed to the front and shouted in surprise.

"It's you, Mr. Purgatory is here!"

Purgatory!

Two years later, this once sensitive word still surprised everyone.

Shinobu Kocho blinked in confusion.

"Mr. Makijuro? His figure doesn't look like him."

And his strength is not enough...

And Giyu and Kyojuro, who had met once, had a vague guess and even screamed directly.

"Mr. Rengoku!"

"That's right!"

Tanjiro looked at Kyojuro with a strange expression, then waved his hand excitedly to explain.

"It's your brother, Rengoku!"

Ah? Senjuro?

Tanjiro's roar directly burned Kyojuro's brain, but he woke up the next moment.

No, Senjuro couldn't be here, and his father wouldn't show up, so the situation was clear at a glance.

It was definitely that guy...

Kyojuro smiled bitterly.

Tanjiro, you really hurt me this time...

The fire gradually faded, and the man wrapped in a black cloak turned around with a frivolous tone.

"It's incredible, I haven't seen you for two years, and the young man is really ambitious. I really look at him with new eyes..."

"No, it's not like that..."

Ignoring Kyojuro's whispered retort.

Pulling down the intricately patterned mask on his face, Lin Heng's expression was half-smiley, and he deliberately dragged out his voice.

"I'm not late, Brother Kyojuro..."