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Hina couldn't help but looked at Wei's faint figure sitting in the distance, and glanced at each other with Rixiang.

"It's the power," Nikka said.

"I didn't expect that under that adult's command, there is still a swordsman who can learn this kind of power." Hina Yi also settled down.

If there is still a swordsman who breathes in the sun here, then the pressure on these ghosts will be greatly reduced.

"It seems that we need to reassess the potential of this boy named Tanjirou.

When Hina thought about it, he looked at Yanjirou in the crowd.

Since Tan Shi Lang, as his father, can use Sun Breath, and his aptitude is very good, even a boy who has been noticed by his father Yaoya.

Perhaps there is also a chance.

In any case, after regretting to miss four hundred years, the Ghost Killing Team also yearns for a swordsman who can really use Sun's Breath.

That breathing method, Weier has magnanimously given it to the ghost killing team.

So far, apart from Wu Yilang's insight, it seems that no one else has gained anything from it.

Therefore, it is never this breathing method that is restricted, but the person who can learn the breathing method.

"Tanjirou," Tanjirou can still swing his sword at -277, while speaking to Tanjirou who looked dumbfounded, "don't forget to breathe."

This sentence made Tanji Lang stunned. He looked at his father's appearance of Kamui among the group of ghosts. He was shocked at first, but now he takes a closer look.

But I discovered that what my father used was actually Kagura, the god of fire, who had been teaching him!

There may be a slight difference, but it is almost the same.

Tanjirou finally realized that it turned out to be a breathing method!

No wonder the father can easily kill a bear even in that physical state.

Even in winter, Kagura, the god of fire, can dance without feeling tired at all.

It turned out that my father did not suddenly become stronger.

But from beginning to end, he was an extremely powerful swordsman, but he had never noticed it.

Damn it!

Tanjirou had a huge regret in his heart. If he could understand what his father taught him earlier, perhaps the tragedy of that day would not happen.

He didn't doubt why Tan Shilang was resurrected from the dead, and he didn't think it was because of Tan Shilang's departure that caused the tragedy at home.

Instead, I blamed everything on myself. (bfj)

With Tan Shi Lang's full shot, everyone also worked hard together, and finally gradually pulled the team's footsteps closer to the dry forest.

Until everyone rushed into Berlin, Wil also felt slightly exhausted. After all, maintaining a huge Birdcage in this world would cost at least a hundred times more power than other worlds.

What a waste of it, almost no one in the entire empire can do it except him.

He stood up slowly, as if holding up the whole world, every step he took under his feet, the mountain shook.

Everyone's struggle was also separated by this huge movement.

At this time, the speed of Birdcage's advancement increased visibly.

Over the mountainside in an instant, the mountain was about to be cut into slices of watermelon.

In fact, if Weier would chop this mountain into pieces in an instant, it would be far from consuming such a huge amount of power.

The living space of everyone was instantly suppressed to a smaller area, and there was nowhere to escape.

The ghosts bite the bullet and looked at this difficult-to-enter Berlin, and finally suppressed the fear in their hearts, gritted their teeth and rushed in together.

If you don't go in, you will die, so there is only one fight.

And as they entered Berlin, Birdcage stopped abruptly outside Berlin.

The world fell silent in a blink of an eye.

Everyone stared at Vail, whose appearance was like a god. The countless lines of light behind him made everyone afraid to approach and admired.

Is there such a great existence among human beings?

How did the so-called ghost exist so far?

Does it make sense to become a swordsman who kills ghosts?

People have this question.

Compared to the people close to Vail, the ghosts hid far away in Berlin and did not dare to approach.

Tan Shilang first bowed slowly, and then Hina also bowed down with the hidden people.

"My lord, thank you for your help."

As the chief examiner of Hina Yi spoke respectfully, it was then that the examination swordsmen realized that this man with an imposing imposing manner was indeed his own.

At least people who are acquainted with each other, perhaps the senior members of the ghost killing team.

Don't they know that the breathing method can be cultivated to this way?

A reserve swordsman raised his head curiously and looked at Vail, which was connected by the huge central line.

The captain of the hidden member frowned and scolded.

"Don't be disrespectful, this is not a swordsman from the ghost killing team, but a distinguished lord with the same status as my lord."

Seeing everyone pity and understanding, Wil waved his hand, slightly relieved from exhaustion.

Then the countless silk threads on the back began to slowly dissipate, and the birdcage in the sky also turned into nothingness visible to the naked eye, leaving behind countless days of breathing transformed into bright spots.

The ghosts who saw Birdcage seemed to be dissipating became excited, thinking they had a chance to escape.

A ray of white light visible to the naked eye radiated from Weier's body.

The lush fruit that stimulates the vitality of plants!

At this time, the countless wisteria flowers in Berlin began to regenerate in an incredible way, and the withered branches swayed again.

As if there was life, green leaves grew on the dead branches, as if a long time had passed in a short period of time.

One by one, the flower bones grew out of the leaves, and finally the whole dead forest turned into a sea of ​​wisteria flowers in the blink of an eye!

Countless wisteria flower petals are flying in the air, and the extremely rich floral fragrance fills every corner.

When the ghosts in the sea of ​​flowers reacted, it was already too late.

This is probably the most painful and beautiful way to die for ghosts.

Some of the branches of the overly luxuriant wisteria flowers were wrapped around the body.

To them, it is like human beings have fallen into the land of poisonous gas and radiation, their whole body is festering, and even the screams can not be emitted because of the wisteria flower that rushes into the nasal cavity and abdomen.

In the end, they only fell on the ground one by one, as if they were drunk.

Lost consciousness silently.

Soon it began to turn into ashes and dissipated in the sea of ​​flowers, which may bring a little nourishment to this land.

Everyone looked at the absolutely beautiful sea of ​​flowers in front of them, watching the man who gradually put away the Birdcage thread behind them, their hearts were chilled, and their scalp tingling faintly.

There is no sense of beauty at all, only a vague trembling.

Under this mood, what a terrifying murderous intent is.

Although for people, it can be regarded as a grand scene in the world.

But for ghosts, it's not an exaggeration.

so...

Once again, the rookie reserves of the ghost killing team had an inexplicable idea.

In the end, how did the group of ghosts support hundreds of thousands of years in front of humans with such existence?,

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