"Lei Chan Mo ......" chanted the name of this powerful cannibal, and Sen Luo just left. This time, he couldn't kill the man-eating ghost in front of him at all, but he could also get out of the way, there are so many man-eating demons in this world, and Sen Luo can only do what he can do. Now he understands that all he can do is to go to that magic city and cut down Amakusa Shiro, get out of the bird's breath here, and then deal with the magic clouds that permeate the sky over Japan.

And behind Sen Luo, the cannibal ghost Lei Chan also chanted a few words of Sen Luo's name, "The knife technique is very good!" "That's all this guy has to say about Sen Luo. Maybe one day, they will meet again, but Sen Luo hopes that he will be able to cut this guy directly by then.

Except for this cannibal, there are no ghosts still standing in front of Sen Luo. Those demons who don't open their eyes, Sen Luo doesn't need to draw his sword at all, just after the battle with Lei Chan, the sword intent that has not been restrained has already killed these guys, even if Sen Luo doesn't pay attention to which little ghosts at all. It wasn't until the skeletal samurai left Edo Castle that he gradually and consciously reined in his sword intent and returned the sword to its scabbard from his heart.

This is also Sen Luo's rare sword intent can't be himself, and it's only if the battle intent is so high, but it's a pity - the skeleton warrior let out a long sigh, "After all, it's not its opponent!" Until now, Sen Luo's heart was still turbulent, and every slash and every slight change that he had just fought with Lei Chan was so deep in his heart. Sen Luo directly found a deserted place to sit cross-legged, although the sword intent had been reined, but in his mind, the battle never stopped.

Each of Lei Chan's attacks was remembered so clearly that Sen Luo dealt with it in his own mind, and then the other party changed again - "No, there is no change. He doesn't need that kind of thing! Lei Chan in his mind sent out an extremely fierce attack, directly tearing Sen Luo's countermeasures to shreds. Sen Luo was forced to constantly purify his attacks, trying to concentrate all his strength on the point of contact - otherwise, he would not be Lei Chan's opponent in terms of demonic power and strength, and it would be impossible for him to block such an attack.

Sen Luo blocked it, but it was thoughtless at that time, and now the warrior of this skeleton in the sea of thoughts has also done all this, although he has been trying to fight back, but Sen Luo is also clearly aware in the sea of thoughts that he has not launched a deadly attack on the ogre from beginning to end - it can't be done, it can't be done now! So that is by no means the really strong attack of the ogre, the wild temperament of this powerful demon ghost makes Sen Luo also know that I am afraid that only when life and death are the most powerful time for this demon to be the strongest.

"Right now, I can't force it to this point at all!" Sen Luo knew he still had to hone his ...... The skeleton warrior suddenly let out a laugh, "It's also ridiculous, I really think I'm a sword saint, isn't this underestimating the heroes of the world!" After saying this, Sen Luo did not speak, but sat cross-legged seriously, the long knife was untied by him and put aside, and there was no change in the whole skeleton - what can a skeleton change, what can it say?

Sen Luo settled down like this, with the long knife by his side, and the skeleton sat cross-legged like a real dead samurai, without the slightest demonic energy. The bird landed on his star pocket, and then on his shoulder, and jumped around without noticing the worm in the bone, and flew away disappointed. In this way, Sen Luo fell into a state of death here. Time passed, the sun rose and the moon set, and the wild grass on the ground passed through the cracks in Sen Luo's bones and grew out of the cracks in his chest.

Since it was in the shade with the sun on his back, Moss had begun to grow on Isenluo's legs, and the long knife on one side had been submerged in the grass, and small patches of moss had also grown on the scabbard.

Gradually, the grass began to turn yellow, gradually withered, and then ...... The first snowflakes fell and landed on the skeleton's helmet.

The climate was much colder than in the past due to the magic clouds in the sky, and the snowflakes falling in the sky were unusually large and dense, and the snow in Edo Castle alone seemed to be as exaggerated as the northern Ezo land, and soon the snow piled up on the ground as high as a person's knees. The samurai with his bones had been buried, and his entire skeleton was covered in snow as if it were a rock jutting out of the ground.....

"Edo has a few feet of snow and freezes to death dozens of ...... a day" may be remembered by Edo people in the future when they recall this year, but even if the magic clouds in the sky make the winter longer, it will eventually pass. The snow gradually began to melt in the pale sunlight, and the snow outside Edo Castle melted very quickly—after all, it was the human world, and the warmth of the human world affected it. Now that the snow has melted, it naturally reveals the mottled and extremely old Star Hood and Barrel Trunk, as well as the iron-colored skeleton wearing this.

With a slight creak, the skeleton's cervical vertebrae began to twist slowly, and its jawbone opened and closed slightly, and the sound of hitting between its teeth was heard. At the sound of this, the iron skull's hand bones began to move slowly, reaching to its side and holding a long, slightly curved stick that was so dirty that it could not be seen. In the sound of "Ha ......", a meager light gradually lit up on the skeleton's body, sweeping its whole body from top to bottom.

The air around Sen Luo's body was slightly distorted as if it was being scorched by an invisible flame, and the barrel on his body directly showed a dark red that was not there just now, and the dirty marks and moss on the scabbard of the long knife he held disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the red light could still be seen from the slightly exposed blade. "After all, I can't understand it, and in the end, it's still a little bit, and I still can't stop that guy." There was a high-spirited air in the tone.

Sen Luo supported the ground with his left hand and took advantage of the momentum to stand up, "It seems that it has indeed been delayed for more than half a year, and it is time to speed up the pace." The skeletal warrior looked around, and took out a handful of withered weeds from his body and threw them on the ground. Sen Luo made out the direction, and strode briskly along the path where there was no way out of sight back to the side of the road, and he did not want to be known, so he did not walk on the road, but followed the road south on the side of the road.

At this time, Sen Luo, when the demonic qi converged, looked similar to when he just woke up, a skeleton ghost, just a skeleton ghost that could walk in broad daylight. Now Moriro is ready to travel day and night, and rush to Amakusa Castle in the south as soon as possible to dispel the magic clouds over Japan.