Traveling with Indra

"What a pity, the original form of these seafood is you." Ming Luo sighed, and the flying knives around her were stuck together, and the long blades crushed all the meat around them. "Octopus balls, steamed crabs, garlic shrimp, spicy fish pot, vermicelli scallops..."

Yu Hu was speechless when she heard her mumbling, but she shuddered at the thought that Lord Muzan wanted to turn her into a ghost. Ghosts can eat ghosts, so she wouldn't want to eat herself in the future, would she?

No, no!

Lord Muzan might eat her too!

"Give up, you are no match for me, I can restrain all your abilities!" Yu Hu continued to smile in a nasty way, wanting her to resist more, so that he would have a legitimate reason to bite a piece of flesh and blood.

"Seaview Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, I haven't eaten goldfish yet." Mingluo's 'meat grinder' was working. She took out a box of steel columns and shot them out. With the explosions one after another, the smell of wisteria became extremely strong.

"It's useless! I'm an upper-rank!" Yuhu didn't think the smell of wisteria flowers was a big deal, he just didn't like it.

"Wisteria flowers can neutralize toxins." Ming Luo was particularly calm. Wisteria flowers can almost detoxify all ghost poisons.

Yu Hu: Tsk!

Tokito Muichiro recovered from the stiffness caused by the poison and felt his body enter a different posture. Looking at the movement from Mingluo's side, he knew that this was a signal to attack.

She will definitely put the Upper Rank in a position where it cannot move, and I will seize this opportunity to put an end to it.

Sure enough, he saw the large beads on the ground explode, and countless tiny caltrops burst out. He kicked the ground hard, not avoiding the caltrops that were coming, and rushed directly into the battlefield.

Yu Hu didn't expect that there were so many hidden weapons around him. He was stabbed and turned into a bloody mess. The caltrops that were stuck in his body exploded, but he couldn't even let out a scream. His body couldn't move at all at this moment.

He desperately commanded the octopus legs to block the gun in front of him.

"Mist Breathing·Five Forms·Sea of ​​Mist Clouds!" Tokito Muichiro appeared behind him accompanied by a thin mist and cut off the neck of the head in a straight line.

Crack!

The crisp sound is like chewing cartilage.

"Huh?" Yu Hu was still a little dazed. He was digesting the toxins in his body and wanted to pull out the caltrops in his flesh and blood, otherwise the continuous pain would hinder his movements.

But why is the line of sight falling?

Yu Hu saw the short pillar raise his blade and slash at him quickly. He could no longer see anything and realized that he was dead.

Tokito Muichiro chopped the Upper Rank Five's head into pieces, and watched it turn into blood mist, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The five caltrops on his body just stuck to his clothes, without hurting him at all.

"How amazing!" Such ability is really amazing!

"Go!" Ming Luo controlled the shield, grabbed the pillar of light and flew into the sky!

A lot of ghost blood fragments are about to fall!

Don't wash your hair with ghost blood!

Ming Luo in mid-air suddenly thought of a question: Did the ghosts destroy the hot spring? She was just taking a bath halfway!

The two landed in a nearby workshop, and Ming Luo then saw the red stripes on Xiazhu's cheeks, which disappeared like clouds as she watched.

"Are you OK?"

"Ouch!" Tokito Muichiro's body trembled a little. He had been stabbed like a hedgehog before, and there were a lot of toxins in his body. "Tanjiro, they... go find..."

"Master Shitou!" Xiao Tie tried to support him, but his strength was obviously not enough.

"It's okay, the Flame Pillar and the Sound Pillar are gone." Ming Luo said soothingly, took out a medical kit, and checked his body. His temperature was too high, and he needed to be cooled down and detoxified.

"Miss Mingluo, can you treat it?" Tiexuesen was very surprised. She carried injections and pills with her?

"I've been in seclusion before, so I know a little bit. You guys stay here and don't move." Ming Luo picked up the syringe, unscrewed the bottle, sucked out the wisteria flower juice, and injected it directly into Xia Zhu.

"Yes!" The two responded, waiting for the long dark night to end.

Ming Luo suddenly missed the walkie-talkie, so that she could find out how many evil spirits appeared in the Swordsmith Village, and whether there was an uninvited guest like the time with You Guo.

Ming Luo wore a shield in one hand, feeling the power of nature as she walked, she was confirming the location of Indra and Asura. This was to practice her perception, there was no one nearby, and there seemed to be no ghosts.

pat!

There was a sound of dead branches being stepped on behind her. Ming Luo reacted very quickly. She lay down on the shield and flew into the air. There was a sharp pain in her legs and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Fuck!" Ming Luo saw that her feet were gone! The area below her knees was empty and bleeding. The blood was splattering, so miserable.

She quickly mobilized the strength in her body, and her legs slowly took shape in the golden color. Using the Golden Spirit Mirror to restore the body would consume strength.

[Damn it! I must kill him! ]

There were several loud rumbling noises, and the sounds of falling trees came one after another. The trees and rocks cut by the crescent blade had neatly cut surfaces, and the ground was littered with broken branches and trunks. The dense jungle was shaved flat.

Ming Luo looked down and saw a six-eyed male ghost wearing traditional clothes and a ponytail. His six eyes made Ming Luo's heart sank. A 1v1 fight would be impossible in the next five years, unless the knife in his hand was made of metal.

"Or, I have to get a rocket." Ming Luo cried sadly, her heart and flesh ached.

Ming Luo took out several boxes of explosives looted from the sound column and threw them down without thinking twice. It was a blast! No matter whether they could win or not, the hatred of a broken leg was irreconcilable!

The most important point is to blow up the pair of 'broken legs'!

Boom boom boom!

The explosive bead was not very powerful and barely hurt Kokushibo. But as the demon that Muzan trusted the most and one of the upper ranks, he felt ashamed that he had failed to complete such a simple task.

I tried to use Moon Breathing to attack a high place again, but I couldn't reach a height more than 50 meters.

[What a mistake. I thought I couldn't escape if I cut off his legs.] Kokushibo tried to attack the sky several times, but still couldn't touch the golden shield in the sky at all.

Ming Luo threw another handful of explosives, raised the sniper rifle, stared into the sight, and pulled the trigger at the forehead.

Boom!

With a gunshot, the eye on Kokushibo's cheek burst open, leaving a bloody hole.

Ming Luo almost jumped up and shouted: "Old antique, times have changed! Only hot weapons can conquer the world!"

"Not enough firepower!" Ming Luo expressed the unanimous sigh of all Chinese people.

The field of thermal weapons is poisonous. After rubbing one, you want the next one and you can't stop at all. It's like raising several gold-eating beasts.

Kokushibo's face was gloomy. He manually removed the bullet fragment stuck in his skull, and the blood immediately returned. The six eyes looked at the sky and dodged the second bullet.

"This thing is useless! You're killing me the same way you killed other upper ranks." Kokushibo declared war from below, hating that he didn't have a pair of wings. So what if his sword could grow longer and expand the attack range? That shield could fly higher!

Mingluo comforted herself that it was just practicing her marksmanship, and continued to aim and shoot headshots. She was thinking about going back to urge Indra to rub the shells with her hands, which were powerful and had a wide range. As long as she dropped them in the sky, she could play the role of a bomber.

╭(╯^╰)╮Hmph!

I’ll send you away next time!

Indra, who was guarding the barrier, did not expect Mingluo to think so highly of him.