Demon Slayer: Sign In From Mount Sagiri

In less than a while, the entire Sensoji Temple was in chaos.

The originally quiet and peaceful temple is also at this moment...

Into a noisy and eerie atmosphere.

"Monsters, there are monsters!"

"Run, he's coming... quick!"

"Help, I don't want to die yet!"

The shouting continued, as if coming from all directions.

The wandering monks ran around like headless chickens, but they couldn't find the source of the sound at all.

The only thing they can do is back to back...

Waiting to meet your companions.

It's a pity that under the dark night, the monks' actions alone gave the enemy a chance to harvest.

Beside the well, a monk held a wooden stick and looked around in fear.

In order to reduce his fear, he even recited Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart.

However, after actually encountering the so-called monster

"Are you looking for me?"

Hearing the voice from behind, the monk shivered suddenly and turned his head.

What came into view was a pale face with two small pointed horns on its forehead, looking at the monk with a smile.

It is worth mentioning that on the corner of her mouth...

There were still bits of meat and blood left.

"Ji Liu, a bald donkey who only eats vegetables is really hard to eat."

It is the end of the string · Mukago.

Faced with Mukago's cold complaints, the monk didn't even dare to take a breath, only trembling instinct remained.

However, the moment he meets Mukago...

His life is no longer his own.

"Tell me, where is that woman?"

"what?"

The monk was confused and didn't understand Mukago's words at all.

In the next second, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and his eyeballs popped out.

His neck was torn off abruptly by Mukago.

"waste time."

Mukago curled his lips, and went into the darkness again, continuing to look for his prey.

On the other side, several monks had already had direct contact with the monsters in their eyes.

In the courtyard of Sensoji Temple, the monks held their magic sticks and looked at the people who passed by as if they were facing a big enemy.

To be more precise, it is not a person.

Instead, there were two huge black shadows with a height of two meters, looking down at them from a high position.

"Gulu."

I don't know who made the sound, and it immediately attracted the attention of two shadows.

Under the pale moonlight, the monks finally saw their appearance clearly...

A man with horizontal brows and vertical eyes, tightly closed lips, wearing azure samurai armor, and holding a long cloth bag in his hand.

A majestic, majestic, evil, dressed in a dark purple Taoist robe, with a string of thunderous taiko drums behind him.

All of a sudden, all the monks were stunned.

"This, aren't these the two Gods of Wind and Thunder guarding the gate?"

"How did they come back to life!"

"Could it be that..... this is really a god descending from the earth?"

They never imagined that the two dirt lumps usually guarding the gate would actually have life.

Even attacking himself with weapons and spells!

How dare the monks believe this? They couldn't help thinking of retreating.

It’s okay if you meet some wild beasts or monsters, but standing in front of them...

It's the real wind and thunder gods!

Legend has it that Jian Yu Lei Shen was born from the blood of the gods. He followed the orders of Amaterasu god-tier and led the war to quell the conquest.

Jianyu Fengshen, also known as Jianyu Mingfangshen, is the son of the Lord God of the Great Country, and once wrestled with Thunder God.

As an integral part of the mythology of the island nation, the two have always been regarded as the existence of door gods, with the power of being upright and eliminating disasters.

Now, seeing two gods walking towards him, no matter who he is, he will inevitably feel timid.

Not to mention...

It is these monks who have been instilled with the idea of ​​gods and Buddhas since childhood.

Their faith collapsed at this moment, and they really didn't know what to do.

"What, what should I do?"

Gradually, as the two gods of wind and thunder approached, the monks retreated outside the lobby of Sensoji Temple.

Behind them is the statue of Guanyin, and they have no way out.

"Amitabha."

Seeing this scene, the abbot who had been silent for a long time also walked out of the lobby, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He could never have imagined that the long-renowned Sensoji Temple...

It will be destroyed in his own hands.

Especially being ridiculed by these two gatekeeper gods.

"Boom, boom..."

The Wind and Thunder Gods are still walking forward, obviously they are not obsessed and vowed not to give up.

Just when the crisis was about to break out, a figure silently walked out of the darkness.

"Are they... the so-called monsters?"

Hearing this lazy voice, everyone turned their heads and found that it was a young man.

He was wearing a gray and white kimono, which was incompatible with the dirty and bloody ground, and his right hand was clasped on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Seeing the young man coming, the abbot couldn't help but frowned, and opened his mouth even though he was sleepy.

"Benefactor, this time our temple has suffered such a catastrophe, I'm afraid it won't be able to accommodate you anymore."

"No problem."

The young man smiled lightly, showing no sign of retreating.

In his eyes, only the two huge statues of wind and thunder.

"Clang."

A brisk clanging sound broke the silence of the night, and Zhu Rongjian was already in his hand.

". "Benefactor, don't go any further!"

The abbot frowned, subconsciously raised his hand to stop him.

However, looking at the two mud bumps with stiff movements, a look of disdain flashed in Beidou's eyes.

In the next second, he drew a sword at random.

In an instant, a white light streaked across the darkness, almost illuminating the plaque hanging on the beam.

The entire Sensoji Temple...is also dazzling like daytime.

"Crack."

It seems like something is broken.

"what happened?"

"Heaven, it seems to be dawn."

All the monks raised their hands subconsciously, trying to cover their faces.

What they didn't see was that the dazzling white light flew away, directly cutting the chests of the two statues.

Broken, annihilated, eroded by demon power and flames.

Just one knife, the god in the eyes of the world......

It was turned into mud like rotten.

As the sword bearer, Beidou stood there from beginning to end, without moving a step. (Good King)

When everyone opened their eyes, the only thing that stayed in their field of vision was the desolate figure from the back.

"This this......"

"Is the idol gone?"

"No, look at the ground!"

Looking in the direction pointed, there are two groups of burning flames on the floor outside the lobby.

Looking at the abbot's expression again, there are already panic, shock, and...

incredible!

At the same time, in the corner of Sensoji Temple, Nako also wiped the blood on her lips.

"So...is it hidden in that location?"

Her blood ghost technique is to temporarily turn objects into unconscious puppets, who can only do some simple actions.

The two wind and thunder statues are her masterpieces.

Now, sensing the shattering of the statue, Mukago also guessed that the target was in the lobby.

Sadly, she doesn't know what she's about to face...

What a terrifying existence.

PS: The first update today, try hard to code, hehe!.