Chapter 403: Gathering

In the demon world, in the deeper demon world, in the chaotic and disorderly time and space, an undercurrent is flying like lightning, no matter it is the distorted time and space, or the chaotic wave flow, it cannot stop it.

After crossing an unknown number of boundaries, the undercurrent just stopped, revealing a figure of Shengxue in white clothes, who is it not Renguang?

Ren Guang appeared, stopped walking, and threw the head in his hand forward. The head immediately grew against the wind, the size of a millstone, and it spun in the void.

It was the head that Shuten-douji left behind.

His torso was smashed by Luo Ning, only the head remained, and it was not well preserved.

A sword mark crossed across, almost separating the head from top to bottom. In the rolled flesh and blood at the wound, there were dark red flames flickering, and the invisible sword energy had not subsided for a long time.

Jiu Tun-douji's originally extremely handsome face became extremely ferocious under this sword mark.

The horns on the top have been broken off, leaving only some remnants, which are still shining tenaciously.

The lines on the surface were largely damaged, and although there was still light shining, it looked like a candle in the wind.

Such a head is good at growing against the wind, and becomes the size of a millstone, and then loses its human shape, revealing the appearance of a monster, with a bloody mouth, interlaced sharp teeth, and a long scarlet tongue sticking out from it.

Seeing this, Renguang didn't say much, and directly threw a few scarlet meatballs into Shuten-douji's mouth.

"Crack!"

Shuten-douzi opened his mouth to swallow a few meatballs, chewed them greedily and roughly, the scarlet blood burst in his mouth, and there was the faint cry of the baby, which made people shudder.

Jiu Tun-douzi was feasting, and Ren Guang also folded his hands together, sitting cross-legged in the void, the snow-white monk's robe swelled up, and there seemed to be hundreds of rats scurrying in it, and painful and distorted human faces appeared faintly. But it was suppressed by an inexplicable force.

I don't know how long it took, and finally...

"Roar!"

Shuten Doji roared, and a large amount of flesh proliferated from the neck, quickly forming a body.

Although this body is also very strong, it is far less terrifying than the previous one. It supports the head that is the size of a millstone at the moment, which looks very funny and terrifying.

Fortunately, Shuten-douji's head quickly began to retract, but after a while, it returned to its normal size. With this new body, it seemed that there was no serious problem.

It's just that the sword mark across the face still has no tendency to disappear. Shuten-douji stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and he could still feel the pain that went deep into the bone marrow and even the soul.

The handsome face became extremely gloomy, but Shuten-douji didn't say much, turned to Renguang who was still meditating, quietly waiting for his recovery.

After a while, the turbulent monk's robe calmed down, and the painful and distorted faces no longer appeared. Ren Guang opened his eyes, with a calm expression, neither happy nor sad, and said in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"Fortunately, he is not dead."

Shuten-douji laughed at himself, and said, "Are all human beings so fierce nowadays?"

"He's different from normal people.

"

Ren Guangyuan sat in the void, glanced at the direction he was fleeing from, then retracted his gaze, and said, "Naturally, it cannot be measured by common sense."

"Humph!"

Jiu Tun Tong snorted coldly, and said: "No matter who he is, I have written down this account. When the ghosts walk at night, he will definitely pay him a hundred times!"

After finishing speaking, he wiped away the sword marks on his face again, looking at the dots of golden blood stained on his fingers, his red eyes were full of murderous intent.

Ren Guang glanced at him, and didn't make any further comments, he just said: "Although this change is unexpected, it doesn't affect our plan, and then we'll see what happens with Hua Piao."

"Um!"

Shuten-douji nodded, and said: "We've put in so much effort, if that old ghost still can't handle it, I'll kill him first, so as not to waste effort, I will suppress those bastards again."

"So I should thank you in advance, drunken brat?"

Just as Jiu Tun's voice fell, a hoarse and deep sneer came from behind him.

"Um?"

Jiu Tun-douzi frowned, turned around, and saw a low, hunched figure standing behind him.

It was a little old man wearing a kimono and wearing wooden clogs. He had a huge head and was completely bald in the middle. There were only two dark bristles around his ears. He looked like an ugly dwarf.

In addition, his complexion was unusually pale, and his facial lines were extremely stiff, as if he was wearing a human skin mask, with unknown horror hidden under the skin.

Although in terms of appearance, he is very short and ugly, far from being able to compare with the tall and handsome Shuten-douji, nor does he have the enchanting temperament of Shuten-douji, and he is even easily overlooked.

But seeing him standing behind him, even a monster like Shuten Doji, couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and said in a deep voice, "When did you come?"

The old man put his hands in his sleeves, and pulled out a stiff and horrified smile: "When you were beaten to death by that human being."

"Um?"

Jiu Tun-douji's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "You've arrived already?"

The old man nodded and said with a smile, "Almost!"

This made Shuten-douji's expression darken instantly, and he asked, "Then why didn't you take action?"

The old man glanced at him and replied, "Because there is no need!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Shuten-douji's reaction, he turned to the silent Renguang and said, "It's almost ready."

Renguang glanced at him and didn't say much, just said: "When can we start?"

The old man smiled: "Hurry up, don't worry!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to Shuten-douji again, and said with a half-hearted smile: "Little devil, heal your wound quickly, or you may not have the chance to take revenge on that human being."

"Humph!"

Jiu Tun-douji snorted coldly, put his hands on his chest, and said, "I don't need you to remind me."

"Hehehe..."

The old man smiled and said no more, "Get ready, our feast will be next!"

After saying that, the short figure drifted away and disappeared into the eyes of Renguang and Shutendouji.

"This cunning old fellow!"

Shuten Doji gritted his teeth, turned around, and said to Renguang: "Do you think he can be relied on?"

Ren Guang looked indifferent, and said softly: "As long as it doesn't conflict with our plan, so what?"

"All right!"

Hearing what he said, Jiu Tun-douji lost his temper, and looked out in a blink of an eye, through layers of distorted space, into the snowy real world, and murmured: "Hyakki Yako... It's best not to let I'm disappointed, old man!"