The Strongest Ghost in the World, Join Us!

Caressing the blade with his hand, feeling the sharpness of the sword that almost killed him, Kibutsuji Muzan felt many emotions in his heart.

In the end, Kibutsuji Muzan's eyes fell on the 'concave' spot in front of the tomb. The soil on the ground was obviously turned over, and a few sparse plants were still stubbornly living there.

Bend down and stroke the dirt on the ground.

The soil here used to have obvious signs of being fluctuated. If the guess is correct, the cyan other side flower that the other party found should come from here...

"As..."

The plum blossom-shaped eyes flashed with anger that what belonged to him had been taken away.

The night gradually dissipated, and the 'Teng Xishan', which had been burning all night, gradually subsided, and the entire mountain was almost turned into coke.

Su Mu, who had been standing still on the 'Teng Xishan', also fled into the distance at this moment.

The wisteria trees were also almost completely burned out. Although there were some leftovers, the aura produced by the burning would soon dissipate, and if they continued, there was no point in continuing to stay, except for exposing the few people who were hiding in the water source.

On the contrary, if 787 leaves here, it will attract Kibutsuji Muzan's attention away.

so

Several others were able to get out of here alive.

And as Su Mu left Teng Xishan, the ghosts who had been monitoring Teng Xishan also quickly conveyed the news to Kibutsuji Muzan.

At the same time, the left-behind Twelve Kizuki also began to entangle.

Kibutsuji Muzan got the news and rushed over immediately.

in front of a river

Kibutsuji Muzan along with Twelve Kizuki blocked Su Mu.

Su Mu looks back

Behind him is the gurgling river, and in front of him, there are many evil ghosts surrounding him.

Su Mu put his hand on the handle of the knife, and the faint moonlight still shone on his shoulders. He raised his eyes, and his golden pupils looked around at the many evil spirits who were besieging him.

"Hand over the cyan other side flower."

An angry voice with suppressed rage came out from among the ghosts.

As the voice came, Kibutsuji Muzan, wearing a black evening dress and a black hat with a white brim, stepped out of the darkness.

A slender, tall figure with a pair of plum blossom-shaped eyes staring at him.

Su Mu raised his golden eyes and looked at each other calmly (cbbc).

"Since you already know, then you should understand that that thing has been eaten by me."

Su Mu looked indifferent.

The muscles on his face trembled slightly, and anyone could feel the anger that Kibutsuji Muzan was emitting at this moment.

A tyrannical momentum swept out of him.

The power from the blood made the surrounding evil spirits shiver involuntarily.

"It's...it annoys me."

Kibutsuji Muzan took out a blade from behind him, and in the dim night, the sharp edge could hardly be concealed.

"Do you know what kind of sword this is?"

Kibutsuji Muzan caressed the body of the sword lightly. Once, the feeling of this sword cutting off his own body clearly, even after a thousand years, it is still so clear.

Su Mu's expression was indifferent, and his hand was quietly resting on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

To be honest, when it comes to this predicament, it is really self-defeating, but, at the same time, it is also the final outcome.

From the moment he was noticed by Kibutsuji Muzan, he was destined to face such an ending.

With the character of Kibutsuji Muzan, he will not allow himself to kill the evil spirits under his subordinates, especially after faintly aware that he is becoming stronger, he will be more vigilant about himself.

He will never allow himself to have too much growth time, especially if he has the ability to monitor all ghosts, as long as he thinks, he will be able to detect the convenience at the moment when he kills the evil ghost.

It was impossible to hide from Kibutsuji Muzan's eyes and ears.

After all, the realm from 'winding string' to 'the ancestor of ghosts' requires up to 5,000 evolution points, and so many evolution points cannot be satisfied by killing a few ghosts.

With so many ghosts, it's impossible not to attract Kibutsuji Muzan's attention.

The time just came a little earlier than expected.

Looking at Su Mu who was still indifferent, Kibutsuji Muzan gently stroked the blade with his hand: "This sword used to be the companion sword of Jiguo Yuanyi..."

"You may not know about Jiguoyuanyi, after all, it was a character who existed thousands of years ago, and now, it is estimated that it has been forgotten by the world.

"It can be said that he is a person who is comparable to the living gods and Buddhas, and his strength is terrifying. I am afraid that he is already at the top of this world, but so what? Hundred years have passed in an instant, and finally turned into a loss of loess. Under this sharp blade, buried in the soil, there will be no light for a thousand years.

"What do you want to say?"

Su Mu looked up.

"I want to tell you that you and I are the same creatures, not the species of human beings that go away in an instant after a hundred years. They belong to me and tell me how to get the cyan other side flower and pursue it together..."

"The same creature?

Su Mu raised his eyes with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Once belonged to human beings, but forgot about himself and became a terrifying 'human-loving' thing, such a creature... I dare not be like you."

"It seems that it is impossible to persuade."

Kibutsuji Muzan's originally flat face turned serious: "Since you don't want to wake up, stand by my side."

"B..."

Kibutsuji Muzan looked at the other side: "It's a pity, if you submit to me, maybe you will replace Kokushibou and become the new 'one of the top'.

"Pity……"

Kibutsuji Muzan lifted the blade in his hand, the blade that had been silent for thousands of years, at this moment, burst into a strange light.

"To be honest, I'm not very good at using swords, but in a thousand years, there are very few people in this world who can beat me.

"remember my name"

"Kibutsuji Muzan.

"Today will imprison or end your name here, and he will be the last name you will remember for the rest of your life."

Just as the one that was cut off by Ji Guoyuan was buried in the depths of the heart, it has long since become a sword in the haze of the heart, and it will be remembered forever.

Su Mu was silent, and the fiery red Nichirin Blades were drawn from the scabbard.

The hand stroked the tip of the blade, the sharp blade cut through the skin, and a drop of red blood dripped to the ground.

"Finally, repeat it again, tell me where the cyan flower is, and I will forgive you..."

After that, Kibutsuji Muzan did not say any more.

Because, Kibutsuji Muzan had already felt a strong hostility at this moment.

"Speaking of which, I would also like to see whether the so-called primordial ghost, the absolute ruler of ghosts, is the same as in the legend. 55

whispered whispers

With the breeze blowing, the boy's figure has disappeared from the place.

Appearing again, it was in front of Kibutsuji Muzan, and the fiery red sword light slashed directly towards Kibutsuji Muzan's neck.