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Demon Destroyer World.

Li Yan Fengxu was riding the wind, standing in the sky, with wide sleeves and a white robe, as if he was an immortal.

Swish.

His mind moved, and his soul instantly entered a strange place.

As vast as the universe, there is no distinction between up and down - the inner scene.

In the inner scene, as long as the ability is sufficient, the sorcerer can query everything he wants to know.

A basketball-sized ball of light appeared in front of Li Yan with his thoughts, and the answer to the question was in the ball of light.

The size of the ball of light varies with the importance and impact of the problem. The larger the ball of light, the more important it is and the harder it is to break.

Bang.

Li Yan gently pinched it, and the ball of light shattered, and a stream of information instantly flooded into his mind.

"Found it."

Li Yan's eyes flashed with a faint light, and his figure disappeared like a ghost.

Tokyo, Asakusa.

In a corner of a wide and luxurious courtyard, there is a room that has never been exposed to sunlight all year round.

In the room.

A young man with black hair and red eyes was standing in front of the bookshelf, constantly flipping through the materials, as if he was looking for something, and he looked very serious.

The young man was tall, wearing a very fashionable suit in this era, and had a handsome face, but his face was extremely pale, like a dead person.

It was the ancestor of demons - Muzan Kibutsuji.

In order to overcome the only weakness of sunlight, Muzan has been creating evil demons for thousands of years to find blue flowers of the other shore.

This has led to the tragic deaths of countless people and countless tragedies, and is the root of the evil in this world.

"After thousands of years of pursuit, Mr.'s perseverance is amazing, but it's a pity that his sins are so serious that all his plans will eventually come to nothing."

A clear and warm voice sounded in the quiet room, causing Muzan, who was flipping through the materials, to stagnate.

Boom.

Muzan moved, and his right hand turned into a hideous whip, tearing his suit and sweeping to the place behind him where the voice came from.

The thorn whip tore through the air, causing a sonic boom. A hideous crack cut through the wall of the room, destroying it and turning it into ruins. The room instantly became a mess.

The power of the ancestor of ghosts can be seen.

But there was no joy on Wuzan's face, but it was quite ugly, because he did not feel the flesh and blood.

"Who are you?"

Wuzan slowly turned around and stared at another creature in the room besides him, a handsome young man in white with extraordinary temperament-Li Yan.

Li Yan did not answer, but carefully observed Wuzan's ghost body.

The Qi-refining practitioner pays attention to the dual cultivation of s*x and life, but when cultivating the physical body, it mostly improves its strength, and does not have the ever-changing characteristics of the ghost body.

This is a good research material.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing that Li Yan did not answer, Wuzan could not help frowning, and was quite annoyed in his heart.

He did not like Li Yan's eyes, because he knew this kind of eyes very well, which was the eyes of looking at ants.

Swish, swish, swish.

Many thorn whips and pipe whips extended from Muzan's body, tearing through his clothes and attacking Li Yan, leaving countless afterimages, impenetrable.

"Not bad."

Facing Muzan's attack, Li Yan did not resist at all, and even commented calmly.

The whip shadows covered Li Yan's whole body, but it seemed that nothing was touched, and it kept passing through his body, without even damaging his clothes.

"Illusion?"

Seeing that the attack did not work, Muzan frowned, stopped attacking in vain, and stared at Li Yan, who looked calm and composed.

"No, no, I just turned my body into Taisu Qi when you attacked me, so that your attack could not reach me."

Li Yan flashed and came to Wuzan's side like thunder. He stretched out his hand to pinch Wuzan's arm and shoulder, and praised: "Not bad, not bad, it's a good material."

"I am not good at killing, please don't resist violently, so as not to damage the material."

The highest realm of the Sanyi Sect's unique skill "Nisheng Sanchong" is to turn oneself into the innate Qi, which becomes gas when scattered and takes shape when gathered.

The "Taisu Wanhua Jing" created by Li Yan is all-encompassing, and also draws on the essence of "Nisheng Sanchong", bringing forth new ideas and surpassing the original.

Taisu is the origin of matter.

Wanhua means ever-changing.

The Taisu Wanhua Sutra explores the changes of matter. The innate Qi is sublimated into Taisu Qi, which can not only be manipulated at the atomic level, but also transform into many elements such as wind, thunder, water, fire, etc.

As long as there is a Qi left, he can be called immortal.

"You..."

Muzan stared at Li Yan, who was just around the corner, his pupils kept shrinking, cold sweat came down instantly, and he felt a chill in his heart.

Is this called not good at killing?

He couldn't react at all at this speed, which meant that he was no match for the real monster in front of him. The monster was just playing with him before.

It's ridiculous.

As the ancestor of ghosts in this world, he actually felt that he really saw a ghost at this moment.

Even the founder of the breathing method that frightened him for hundreds of years, Jiguo Yuanyi, did not give him as much pressure as Li Yan.

Because no matter how powerful Jiguo Yuanyi was, he was just a mortal, and Li Yan was like a different species.

It was too weird and terrifying. Even if he overcame the sunlight, he would still be no match for Li Yan.

Run!

The farther the better!

This monster is impossible to fight!

Wuzan kicked the ground with his right foot, retreated violently, and crashed into the bookshelf behind him.

Swish.

Just as he was about to break through the bookshelf, a Japanese wooden door suddenly appeared on the bookshelf, sucked Wuzan in, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Since you are already in my hands, how dare you hope to escape?"

Li Yan smiled slightly, and did not stop Wuzan's actions, but flashed into the void.

......

Infinite City, an alien space created by blood demon magic.

There are many rooms, stairs, corridors, and floors throughout it, like a small city.

The space and gravity are very distorted, upside down, left and right, and very weird.

Snap.

A hideous figure fell to the ground with his hands on the ground, his breathing was rapid, cold sweat kept dripping, and he looked quite embarrassed.

"Ha... saved... finally escaped!"

Feeling the solid floor, Muzan let out a long breath, but soon, his face changed drastically.

"Ah!"

Muzan screamed, and a large amount of strange black mud instantly gushed out of his body, covering his whole body.

In the blink of an eye, Muzan's breath became weak, and his ferocious and strong ghost body became dry and weak.

"Lord Muzan?!"

The owner of the Infinite City, Mingnu, who was kneeling on the ground holding a pipa, couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw this, and was terrified in her heart.

She had hurriedly received Muzan's message and took Muzan into the Infinite City, but she didn't expect to see Muzan so embarrassed.

This is the ancestor of ghosts, the most powerful creature in the world. Who can force him to this point?

"Is this the Infinite City? It's a really good spatial ability. It really makes me look forward to creatures like ghosts more and more."

"Can a fully evolved ghost master all blood ghost arts, or even all the changes in the world?"

When Mingnu was in doubt and fear, a voice sounded behind her, making her tremble.

But before she could react, an unshakable hand pressed on her head, and a blue light flashed, making her instantly feel infinite loyalty to the owner of the voice.

"Mr. Muzan, how powerful is the Yin Wulei of this Taisu Wulei method? How does it feel to suck bones and marrow and devour vitality?"

After rewriting Mingnu's cognition, Li Yan came to the side of Muzan who was powerless to struggle and squatted down, asking with a warm smile.

The ultimate villain of this world, the Demon Slayer Corps who fought against the evil ghosts for thousands of years, was harmless like a lamb in front of him and let him slaughter.

If outsiders knew, they would probably find it absurd and ridiculous.