Before the newcomer could react, Onimai Tsuji had already raised his hand.

His arms proliferated wildly, and in the blink of an eye, they became thick and long, turning into a waist-thick flesh python, and slammed forward.

The python opened its foul-smelling bloody mouth, and its mouth was an abyssal scarlet, and when it lowered its head, it swallowed the consternation on its face, leaving only two legs to struggle frantically outside.

Then, the flesh python raised its body and swallowed the two legs of the next string into it.

Its swollen belly squirmed, but it quickly dried up.

Seeing the ghost dance Tsuji no miserable, he killed a lower string without saying a word, and the other ghosts were even more trembling and didn't dare to speak.

Their pupils shrank sharply, and cold sweat continued to flow down their faces and backs, just like chicks who met an eagle, and could only let each other fall.

Among the twelve ghost moons, even if the black death Mou of the first quarter is the head of the ghost moon, he doesn't dare to say that he has any status in front of the ghost king Onimai Tsuji Mumi, who is the lord of all ghosts.

The other party is in a rage, and it is not impossible to kill him in a fit of anger.

One downstring is not enough for the crumbs boss to vent his anger.

He continued to look at the land of the lower strings, his eyes shining fiercely, and he shouted angrily.

"You, say!"

Lu was so frightened that he trembled like a quail, sweating profusely.

"I feel, I feel ......"

Maybe it's his looks that make Onimai Tsuji miserable unhappy, or maybe it's his voice that stains Kimai Tsuji's ears.

In short, before the land of the lower strings could say the reason, Onimai Tsuji was already impatient.

"You're teaching me how to do things?!"

It's obviously his own question, but others want to answer it, but they can't.

Boss Crumb really lives up to his name.

The flesh and blood python turned into a corpse python in the right arm of the ghost dance Tsuji no miserable swooped, and with a chirp again, it devoured a lower string ghost, and the action was extremely crisp, without the slightest hesitation.

The lower string ghost is simply a consumable for Onimai Tsuji no miserable, and one dies every two or three years anyway, so it doesn't hurt to die a few now.

Listening to the gurgling sound coming from the belly of the flesh python, the third of the lower strings closest to the python broke the defense.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die if I keep going! Run, run! ”

Without waiting for Onimai Tsuji's command, he turned around and fled, already robbed of his mind by the fear in his heart.

This is an infinite city, where can he run if he runs?

The act of running away made Onimai Tsuji's eyes even colder, and he even doubted his control over the Twelve Ghost Moons.

Behind the wolf rushing to the third of the lower strings, the flesh python instantly pounced and bit most of the third of the lower strings.

Under the anger of Onimai Tsuji, many teeth grew in the flesh python's mouth, and it chewed the third string in its mouth.

With the earth-shattering screams of the third string, large streams of blood remained through the cracks in the python's mouth and poured on the ground.

"Ahh Spare me! Spare me! ”

The python's sharp teeth cut through the flesh, and the sound of crushing the bones was clearly heard in the screams of the third string.

In this painful torment, it took a full minute for the third of the lower strings to be devoured by the flesh python, highlighting a tragic one.

When Ghost Dance Tsuji's eyes shifted, the second string directly prayed to Ghost Dance Tsuji without misery.

"Please give me more blood, and I will get stronger to clear the Demon Slayer for you!"

Onimai Tsuji no miserable hates that others interject before he speaks, and he doesn't understand any condescension at all.

What I don't give you, you can't rob!

The muscles in his face twitched, and he laughed angrily.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you!"

As he spoke, the flesh python that Onimai Tsuji's right arm turned into began to deform.

The monboa's terrifying head turned into a syringe and plunged directly into the major artery in the neck of the lower string below.

He was pleasantly surprised by the large amount of blood that was injected into the second part of the lower string with the syringe.

"Strength, power is pouring up from the body!"

His body swelled as if it was inflated, his clothes were torn apart with a stab, and his arms swelled to the thickness of his thighs, turning into a devil's muscle.

At the same time, the blood vessels in the second string's body protruded, becoming as hideous as earthworms, and kept wriggling.

Isn't Tong Mo, who is the second of the wind, dead?

Now the second string feels that with this power, the position of the upper string is not impossible to fight!

But soon, something happened that frightened the second string.

Because the syringe around his neck didn't stop, it was still injecting blood into his body.

With the infusion of Onimai Tsuji's blood, his body was still expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The strength increased exponentially, and the second string, which had just looked hideous and wild, suddenly changed color, becoming frightened and panicked.

"Too much! Too much! My lord, I ......."

As his body continued to expand, he couldn't even speak clearly.

Bang!

Soon, the second string exploded like a balloon filled with water, and it became all over the sky.

The splatters of flesh and bones fell on the faces and bodies of the twelve ghost moons, and none of the ghosts dared to wipe them, all of them knelt there motionless.

As the only woman in the Twelve Ghost Moons, Fallen Ji feels like she can't control her bladder and is about to be scared to pee!

Shifting his gaze to the lower string of the Warrior, Onimai Tsuji no paused miserably and said in a cold voice.

"This is the last time I warn you, tired. Don't waste any more of the power I gave you, playing any family games. Go eat more people and get stronger fast with the blood I gave you! Or I'll kill you! Now that Tong Mo is dead, the level of all the winding ghosts under him has been increased by one place. Yu Ti takes the position of the land of the upper wind. ”

As soon as Ghost Dance Tsuji's words fell, the numbers in the eyes of several Twelve Ghost Moon immediately began to change.

The spider ghost of the original lower string army, and now the upper string land, was tired and shocked, and lowered his head to the ghost dance Tsuji no miserable.

"I see."

After killing the four lower strings, Ghost Dance Tsuji was also angry a lot, and let go of the tiredness lightly.

The tired blood ghost technique seemed to him to be somewhat useful.

Then, Onimai Tsuji Muru set his sights on the only remaining lower string.

"What about you, the one of the second strings. Do you have any good proposals for eradicating the Demon Slayer? ”

Listening to Ghost Dance Tsuji's question, Nightmare of the Next String raised his head.

Obviously four of the lower strings had just died tragically, but there was a smile on his face, as if he was enjoying a certain drama.

He said with a look of fascination.

"Your subordinates do what you say."

"Oh?"

Ghost Dance Tsuji listened to Nightmare's heart, and found that what this guy was thinking in his heart was the same as what he said in his mouth, and he was immediately interested.

Because of the distorted relationship itself, this kind of psychologically distorted human being is his favorite!

And the more mentally problematic the ghost, the stronger the strength!

His eyes stared at Nightmare like a tiger and wolf for a moment, and a cruel smile appeared on Onimai Tsuji's face.

"What if I want you to die?"