The head pillar also wants to be removed today

Do nothing to change.

By touching the soul, changing the shape, and then changing the human body.

Human beings often cannot bear the pain after the soul change, and will die in a very short period of time.

"What will become of you?"

Can withstand change stronger than humans?

The real man grinned, his eyes full of malice fell on the suddenly froze evil ghost.

"Ah, you're not human anyway, so it doesn't matter if your actions are rough."

As he said this, the hand covering the bone whip grabbed the struggling bone whip tightly, and the dark purple magic power in his hand burst out instantly, quickly covering the body of the evil spirit along the bone whip.

"You seemed angry just now?"

Masato leaned close to the side of Tanjirou's face, and the cold and sticky breath penetrated into the brain like a snake.

The voice of the curse spirit was cold, "Your soul has been trembling just now?"

"It's completely different from the shape of a human, but it's also angry like a human."

"Tell me, isn't it interesting?"

However, demons who are forced to undergo soul changes cannot speak at all.

It's hard to describe what it's like to be touched by those hands.

Tanjiro gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the growl in his throat with all his strength.

He was covered in cold sweat, obviously his body felt as if he was suddenly doused with ice water and wanted to shiver, but his blood, internal organs, breath and even his soul seemed to be roasted on a charcoal grill and scorched in magma. Burning is generally painful.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were kneading and rubbing his soul at will, and arbitrarily pulled it into the shape he wanted according to his own preferences.

Mingming felt as if he was being forcibly pulled, being squashed and stretched for a while, but whether it was the brain or other sensory organs, they clearly told him that his body had not changed at all.

It hurts, it hurts very much.

Tanjiro wanted to breathe with his mouth wide open, hoping that the cold air would calm his almost boiling brain.However, there was a suffocation-like pain in the lungs, and the organs all over the body were clamoring for needle-like stinging pain.

Tanjiro almost lost his sense of time.

How long did this pain last?

for a moment?Blink?Or one second, one minute?

Did those human beings transformed by this curse spirit also endure such pain?

"Amazing!"

As if he found something interesting, Masato looked at Tanjiro with wide eyes and couldn't help but praise.

"Your soul is far stronger than I imagined."

Obviously it looks easy to change, the real person touched his chin, but he didn't expect that it was much harder to move his hands, and it didn't change like a human being.

Although I just had a fight with other magicians, it consumed a lot of magic power.

However, after a few breaths from his hands to now, the changed parts of this guy are only a few bone whips and half of his body.

"But it doesn't matter."

The real person doesn't bother to think about the reason.

"If the soul is stronger, it should be able to withstand a stronger degree of change."

The curse spirit narrowed his eyes, his words were full of sticky and sinister malice.

"If you're not human, you should be able to live a little longer than that group of trash?"

However, Tanjirou couldn't hear what he was saying at this moment.

I don't know if the transformation of inaction will also affect the brain, Tanjiro only feels that there is darkness in front of his eyes, and his consciousness is also hazy.

There was no solid ground under him, he seemed to have fallen into a bottomless cliff, only the feeling of emptiness that kept falling spread from the bottom of his heart.

'It's really incompetent. '

The squirming lump of flesh, full of viscous yellow pulp, emerged from nowhere, dragging down Tanjiro who was constantly falling.

The piece of meat seemed to have found its target, tightly wrapping around Tanjiro.The squirming of the muscles kept attracting Tanjiro to sink in, as if trying to swallow the boy completely.

'Am I dying? '

Tanjiro opened his eyes in a daze, his face was almost covered by the lumps of flesh, with only a few gaps where he could see the pitch black.

'how is this possible. '

The squirming piece of flesh suddenly rose up, and a bright red vertical pupil like a broken gem suddenly opened, staring at the young man who was about to be engulfed.

'You are the most perfect creature who has inherited all my powers, how could you die here. '

That voice seemed to sneer disdainfully, "You can't even beat such a lowly thing, you are really incompetent." '

It lay next to the ear of the young man who was still struggling, full of temptation.

'Don't resist, fall, Tanjiro. '

'Accept my power and become the strongest creature. '.

Then go on a killing spree.

'No, I...'

Tanjiro, who was not so clear-headed, subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to refute.However, his mind was in chaos, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out how to refute this voice. It was just that his subconscious was unwilling to accept such a statement and power for some reason.

"It's nothing, accept my power and become the new ghost king. How could such a weak and lowly thing hurt you!" '

That voice seemed to be a little eager, 'This kind of change is nothing to you at all! '

As the king of ghosts, he already possessed the most perfect mimicry, how could he suffer so much from such a change? !

'Don't resist me, Tanjiro. '

'Give up your weakness as a human being and become a ghost completely. '

"Ok?"

The real person tilted his head in doubt, really not understanding what happened.

His inaction transformation will indeed change people's souls.

But why does this guy's breath seem to be different from the beginning?

"Tsk." The curse spirit smacked his lips in displeasure.

It's strange, obviously I didn't feel this way just now, but following the change of this guy's aura for some unknown reason, a creepy feeling as if he was being targeted by a ferocious wild beast gradually fermented in the real person's heart.

"Speed ​​up."

However, the moment he increased the output of the spell power in his hand, a sudden change occurred!

【elder brother!Wake up! 】

The evil ghost in front of him suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils shrunk to the size of needlepoints, fixedly staring at the startled curse spirit in front of him, and let out a threatening growl from his throat, as if he was demonstrating to the guy in front of him.

However, that irrational, beast-like state seemed to last only for a moment. The next moment, the boy's rationality overwhelmed the ghost's instinct, and his eyes became clear again.

The bone whip, which had been distorted and enlarged, and covered with bruised and swollen blood vessels, suddenly produced sharper bone spurs, which ruthlessly pierced the hand of the curse spirit still holding the bone whip.

Blood splashed instantly, and dark red blood dripped on the bone whip.However, the strange thing is that the blood gradually melted into the bone whip, and was greedily absorbed by the bone whip without hesitation.

"!"

Such a sudden change only happened in an instant. Even if he had been vigilant in his heart for a long time, the change in this instant was still unexpected for the special magic spirit.

"It's amazing."

He hurriedly covered the place where he was stabbed, sneered, and backed away again and again.

"But as long as my soul form doesn't change, you won't be able to hurt me."

Weird.

The real person clenched his teeth, and there was a faint cold sweat on his head.

The wound on his hand was indeed slowly healing again, but it was far from as easy as he said.

The moment he was pierced by the bone spur, he felt as if something was flowing silently along the wound into his body.

At that time, I thought it was just an illusion, but now it seems that something strange has indeed entered his body.

Not only did his wound heal at an unreasonably slow speed, but it was also a burning pain, as if it was about to burn.

——What's more, the soul of that piece has slight changes, vaguely similar to the soul of the guy opposite.

However, Tanjiro didn't listen to what the magic spirit said at all.

The moment he regained consciousness, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

In the dimness, he was almost bewitched by Wuyou's consciousness left in the ghost blood, and he was completely reduced to an evil ghost!

Tanjiro was afraid for a while, and he didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be if he wasn't caught in time.

He let out a long sigh of relief, obviously affected by the transformation of Wuwei, he could barely see his original appearance, his body and even his soul were throbbing, but now Tanjirou felt extremely relaxed.

There is no worse consequence than becoming a ghost.

'Thank you, Nezuko. Tanjiro gently put his invisible hands on his chest, and slightly closed his eyes.

'You helped your brother again. '

However, although the situation just now was thrilling, it also reminded Tanjiro of some crucial things.

If he remembers correctly, when he was fighting Wu Mi before, Wu Mi could change the shape of his body at will, and Nezuko could also change the size of his body when he became a ghost.

Then can he do the opposite and return the body changed by the curse spirit back to its original appearance?

"How is this going?"

The real man opened his eyes wide and looked at the evil spirit opposite him in shock.

The guy opposite didn't know what to do, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Then the real person saw that the soul that had been transformed into another shape did not know why, but it returned to its original appearance little by little, without changing at all!The guy's body also returned to its original appearance!

"What did you do?!"

The super magic spirit who was not born long ago couldn't understand what happened.

"Why can the soul recover by itself!"

"But it doesn't matter."

As soon as Zhenren shook his hand, the bloody wound on his hand at least appeared to have returned to normal.

He pulled the corners of his lips, the smile on his face could not be described as ugly and crazy, and a look of malice and madness gradually filled his eyes.

"Since you can recover by yourself, I don't need to worry about whether you will die at all."

"Let's have fun experimenting!"

"Please allow me to refuse."

Tanjiro, who finally returned to normal, let out a long breath.

The bone whip on his back hadn't been retracted yet, and he was dormant in the shadow behind the evil spirit with his teeth and claws open, ready to go.

Half of the evil ghost's face was hidden in the shadows, and a pair of blood-red ghost pupils faintly lit up, like a predator hiding in the dark, locking on to its prey.

"I hate you."

Tanjiro raised his hand, lightly grasping the Japanese sword on his waist.

The veins on his face burst out due to anger, and the crimson spots meandered as if they were alive, almost occupying most of his face.

With a "click", the sword was unsheathed.

"I will destroy you here."