The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

Immediately afterwards, thick smoke shot out from the ground, carrying strong winds and blowing in all directions!

Looking at the wonderful scene in front of him, Kibutsuji Muzan's eyes widened.

Vampire magic? No, that's not right!

The moment he made the guess, Wuhan rejected the idea.

Because the young man in front of him had no ghost aura at all.

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, a huge dragon roar resounded throughout the entire Infinite City space.

Not only the pillars in various places, but also the Ubuyashiki family who were in charge of the reserve headquarters also heard this special sound through the crow.

Without exception, everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps thought this was the news caused by Demon Slayer Muzan.

And the suspected owner himself is facing the biggest crisis in history.

There was a rattling sound, and countless silver chains were wrapped around the young man, and quickly shrank towards the smoke behind him.

There was no sound of the chain hitting the ground, as if the chain appeared and disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, a huge silver-gray armor broke through the space and appeared behind the young man. He crossed his arms and stared at everything under him.

Just when Kibutsuji Mumei was still widening his eyes, he was surprised by the scene in front of him.

The next moment, he felt as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

It's not the feeling of meeting the user of Breath of the Sun, but the fear on the life level.

The evil ghost with his arms folded stood behind the young man.

As the chains that bound the armor were quickly recovered, a strange squirming sound could be heard from the armor's body.

And how could Tsuji Muzan, who was used to physical transformations, not know this kind of sound?

The armor in front of me is living "life!"

And this squirming sound is exactly the sound produced by the rapid changes of a large number of muscles and cells.

He finally knew where the breath of life he felt after the young man put on the armor came from.

"The living armor...is it made of ghosts?"

"It would make sense if the armor showed the vampire technique..."

"That bastard doctor actually hid so many things from me..."

After scolding the doctor, he looked at the armor in front of him and was about to launch an attack.

But the next moment, he stopped again.

Because the faceplate of the huge armor was broken.

A ferocious dragon head appeared on the head of the originally handsome armor, staring closely at the user below and the enemy in front of him with several pairs of ferocious scarlet cross pupils.

And the violent wind was blowing everyone present.

"The armor is evolving..."

"Tazmi...you actually..."

Looking at the young man's firm posture, Brand couldn't help but murmured.

To be honest, when he saw that this armor was actually evolving, he couldn't help but widen his eyes with a look of shock on his face.

Although it was embarrassing, this was the first time that he saw the evil ghost change independently.

If the armor's change in adapting to the host's body shape can be considered surprising, then the scene in front of him can only be regarded as frightening.

Because he knows the consequences of armor evolution.

Even Kibutsuji Mumei couldn't help but grit his teeth in hatred when he saw this scene, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

"This...this is..."

"No, I don't allow it! I am the most perfect life in the world..."

Realizing that he couldn't sit still and wait for death, there was a loud bang under Kibutsuji Muzan's feet, and he took the lead in rushing towards the young man.

At the same time, countless pipe whips were born on Wu Ke's body, and they were whipped at extraordinary speed towards the young man who was holding the hilt of the sword, and his body was filled with strange special energy.

Not paying attention to Onibatsuji Muzai's move of interrupting the forward swing, the young man quietly held his arm tightly on the hilt of the "Evil Haunted" key.

With Wu Mei's rapid advance, the pipe whip on his body quickly whipped towards Tazmi, who was standing in the center of Long's hands.

And Mu Mei's behavior just triggered a certain special mechanism of the Teigu.

"Roar!!!"

Watching the enemy's rapid attack, Tyrande gradually closed his hands to protect the user.

The next moment, Wu Mei's attack had arrived.

The quick strokes of the pipe whip not only struck the demon-ridden hands, but also struck Tyrande's whole body.

Tyrande didn't like this guy who slapped him in the face.

He opened his mouth wide and bit at the pipe whip, even trying to grab him and put him in his mouth, but Tsuji Muzan was startled.

After losing several pipe whips and realizing that none of his attacks could break through his defenses, and even the large amounts of blood sent out by his attacks were lost to him, Kibutsuji Mumei simply withdrew from the dangerous area and began to rob him. Yu Shilang's control over Infinite City.

Because he knew that if he didn't escape, he would be doomed.

Soon, the miserable premonition became a reality.

As the strong wind blowing around began to rhythmically turn into a cyclone, it enveloped the young man, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

Then gradually, the strong wind gradually dissipated.

An armor with roughly the same appearance as before, but with more spine-like ferocious structures on the edge of the armor appeared in front of him.

The gray silver turned into silver, and the entire armor seemed to have been waxed, becoming much brighter and brighter.

Tazmi looked at the silver armor on her arm, then made a gesture from opening her palm to making a fist, and said seriously.

"The amount of grasp is just right..."

"It's saying thank you to you, Wuxian..."

"Thank you for providing your blood..."

"We... can evolve again..."

The young man's voice was extremely indifferent, even with a hint of confidence and arrogance.

'This little devil...'

Looking at Tazmi, an idea just appeared in Wumei's heart, and the next moment, the boy disappeared.

boom! ! !

There was a huge explosion, and the ground, which was already composed of fragile houses, was trampled to pieces by the young man, leaving a huge pit.

Countless pieces of wood were flying in the sky, and in an instant, Tazmi crossed the fifty-meter gap between the two and appeared in front of Muzan Kibutsuji.

Bang! ! !

The boy's next punch directly smashed Kibutsuji Mukai's head to pieces.

There was a crisp sound, and the scene where the head was like a watermelon exploding added a different kind of beauty to this space, with countless bright red juices splashing in all directions.

Seeing Wuhan's head blown off by him, Tazmi raised the Nichirin Sword with her other hand and prepared to attack.

Looking at the boy who raised his weapon, Wuhan, who had recovered half of his head in an instant, couldn't help but compare the guy in front of him with that man.