The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

'What was that just now... It was too fast, I didn't see it at all... It's a type I don't know...'

'And... I was beheaded? '

'Given this waste? '

Looking at Zenitsu who was standing on the ground safely, Yu Yue's eyes moved as his head danced.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yue felt a strong sense of jealousy and unwillingness in his heart.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"I knew that smelly old man really favored you!"

"I only taught you but not me!"

"Shit! Damn it! Coward! Good-for-nothing! You damn old man!"

Cursing angrily, Zhu Yue spewed out all kinds of words that his poor brain could think of.

Soon, the decapitated head fell to the ground and rolled around on the ground for several times before stopping.

Despite this, Zhuo Yue did not stop his output.

If you can't win in battle, of course you have to find your place elsewhere.

But in response to his senior brother's confusion, Zenitsu turned around and walked slowly in front of him. Then he squatted down and met Zhu Yue's gaze.

"This is my own creation of the eight type - One Thunder and Two Flashes and the seven type - Fire Thunder God..."

"Originally, I created this model with the intention of fighting side by side with you..."

"Grandpa doesn't favor anyone..."

Looking at the incredulous Yu Yue, Zenitsu's eyes seemed to have a trace of sadness, but the next moment it was replaced by determination.

Hearing Zenitsu's answer, Yu Yue was stunned.

The eighth or seventh skill?

Create two katas for Breath of Thunder, which only has six katas?

"No...no...no no no no no!!"

"I do not believe!"

"A waste like you who only knows one type can create your own type!!"

"You're not even a pillar?!"

Looking at the chattering Yue, Zenitsu felt that this guy was a little pitiful just now.

But there was no time to pity that guy now.

Tanjiro and Inosuke were still fighting against Kamejo-no-2, and he had to rush over to help.

Standing up slowly, Zenitsu felt that his physical condition was exceptionally good despite having experienced a brutal battle with Shangxian.

"You think I'm weak and useless...but I do the same..."

"I thought you were very annoying before..."

"You...what are you going to do?"

Looking at Zenitsu, my wife, who raised her right foot, Gou Yue was stunned for a moment, with deep confusion in his eyes.

Bang! ! !

There was a crisp sound, and a round object fell into the bottomless abyss in a perfect parabola.

Then, among the roar of Yu Yue, Shanyi's voice slowly came.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time... give your proud cheek a hard punch..."

"Although the results of kicking and punching are almost the same...but you'd better die quickly..."

"Otherwise, grandpa will be very sad if he finds out that his favorite apprentice has turned into a ghost..."

"Ahhhhhhh!!! I curse you! Damn old man! Damn trash! Damn Demon Slayer!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhure coming coming a damn! I curse you! Damn old man! Damn trash! Damn Demon Slayer!! Uhhhhhhh!!"

Listening to Yu Yue's echo, Zenitsu was already jumping back and forth between the walls quickly.

After the battle just now, he was already some distance away from Tanjiro and the others. He hoped that they would be fine before he arrived.

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The screams of ghosts are very loud and tragic, especially those who belong to the Twelve Ghost Moons. The higher their rank, the louder their voices.

In the past, most of the screams of ghosts that Tanjiro heard were the fear of death, but this time it was different. Such a strong smell of unwillingness and resentment made him stunned for a moment.

'The smell of unwillingness, the smell of annoyance, the smell of betrayal, and many more...'

'However, if you can hear the screams of ghosts, it means Zenitsu has won...'

'Great... I hope Zenitsu is okay...'

Tanjiro came to his senses, dodged the incoming needles, jumped on the side wall and rushed forward quickly.

After finding the right opportunity to roll in the air and chop the goldfish produced by the Jade Pot Blood Ghost Technique into pieces, Tanjiro used the train to chop the huge tentacles under him in half.

"Oh oh oh! I, Mr. Inosuke, have got the ka ka ka ka ka ka knife!"

"Haha! The pigs are advancing! The pigs are advancing!"

Looking at Inosuke who took the weapon back and howled, a smile appeared on Tanjiro's face.

Now the ghost in front of me has been promoted to the second level of the upper string. I have not seen him use the new vampire technique, and the weird-looking form has not been used yet.

As long as Zenitsu arrives, the three of them can deal with him again and even behead him.

Just as he was thinking this, Tanjiro ran to a high-altitude corridor.

The terrain here is very weird, as weird as a wooden bridge on a cliff.

There is a bottomless abyss underneath, and this is the only passage connecting the houses on both sides.

"You are already losing! Yuhu!"

Looking at the young man chasing after him, Yuhu smiled.

"lose?"

"Hehehe... I, Lord Yuhu, will not lose..."

"It was a fluke that allowed you to win last time..."

“But it’s still unclear who will win this time!”

After saying that, the jade pot retracted into the pot with a whoosh, and Tanjiro could only look at the pot that was broken by himself and felt helpless.

Although he has a keen sense of smell, in a place like Infinite City that is filled with the smell of ghosts, no matter how sensitive his sense of smell is, it will be greatly reduced.

'Where is the ghost...'

'He doesn't have a secluded place to put the pot in such an open place...'

Looking around, Tanjiro could only see the extremely smooth and even faintly reflective walkway, and the street lamps lining both sides.

Not only that, there is no place for the pot to hide behind the guardrail or even behind the guardrail.

'Could it be that it's up there? '

Looking up, all he could see was a house suspended in the air hundreds of meters away from him.

Seeing that there was no place in the sky for Tamaki to hide, Tanjiro moved his gaze back to the corridor where he was now.

Since we can't find the ghost, we can only be on guard for the time being.

Under Tanjiro's feet, which he couldn't see, there was a corridor exactly like where he was standing.

Just like a mirror world, in the center of the corridor, there is a pot with a slightly asymmetrical workmanship.

There was a lot of unknown liquid on the edge of the pot and on the ground, and even the shed skin of some creatures remained.

Infinite City is a different space with the direction reversed. In this dangerous space, the common sense of fighting ghosts in daily life often makes the ghost hunter's thinking fall into a dead end.

This is especially obvious after the sudden transfer from flat ground to this more dangerous terrain.

Although this situation does not last very long, for ghosts who are familiar with the terrain, a moment is enough!

boom! ! !

There was a sudden explosion.

Lowering his head and looking at the arm that had penetrated the board and was about to grab his ankle, Tanjiro gritted his teeth and was covered in cold sweat.