Sign in to the Lord God Space! Invincibility starts with Demon Slayer

The Japanese-style buildings are scattered and inverted, twisting and unordered space.

All directional cognition seems to have lost any meaning here.

The corridors and stairs of the building are extremely empty, without any popularity.

The light emitted from the lanterns is slightly dim and dark, reflecting everything around.

This place is called Infinite City.

The base camp of Muzan Kibutsuji.

It is a hidden place that Muzan Kibutsuji has specially created for thousands of years.

At this time, on a building in the center of Infinite City, a woman with long black hair covering her face and holding a pipa is sitting.

The woman holding the pipa is called Mingnu, who manipulates and distorts the space of Infinite City.

In front of Mingnu, there stood a black-haired woman with sharp red eyes and wearing a kimono with her back to her.

"You can't die, Yuhu, you need to continue working for me, and you can't die without my permission."

There was no one in front of the black-haired woman, and she was talking to the air.

What came out of her mouth was Muzan's low voice.

That's right, this black-haired woman was Muzan Kibutsuji.

Muzan Kibutsuji can mimic humans with high precision, so he often appears in different forms.

At this moment, he was talking to Yuhu.

The words were full of arrogance, absolutely unquestionable.

Yuhu was not even allowed to die by himself.

[Yes! ! Lord Muzan! ! ]

Yuhu's extremely excited voice came through his blood.

In the demon camp, Yuhu's loyalty to Muzan is also one of the best.

Extremely trusting and extremely worshipful.

After the connection was cut off, Muzan stopped talking to Yuhu and asked Mingnu: "How many upper-rank demons have come? Where are the lower-rank demons?"

"Doma-sama and Akaza-sama have not arrived yet...but the lower-rank demons have all arrived..." Mingnu, holding a pipa, responded.

"Bring all the lower-rank demons to me first." A cold voice came out of Muzan's mouth.

"Deng."

As Mingnu played the pipa.

The space suddenly twisted and shook.

When he came to his senses, there were already five demons standing in front of Muzan.

The identities and costumes of the five demons were different, and different numbers were engraved in their eyes.

A handsome man in a suit with short black hair, "Xia Yi" nightmare.

A man in a robe with long purple hair and a beard, "Xia Er" windlass.

A flat-headed man with three cross scars on his face, "Xia San" sick leaf.

The woman with short white hair and two horns on her forehead, "Xia Si" Ling Yuzi.

The man with his hair tied up and a "gong"-like pattern on his face, "Xia Lu" Kama-nue.

They looked at the figure they had never seen before, and their hearts were full of doubts.

Who is this woman? I have never seen her aura before.

"Bow your head and kneel down."

Under the gaze of many lower-rank ghosts, Muzan issued an order.

The extremely cold command words seemed to contain the power of the word spirit, which made the lower-rank ghosts lose control of their bodies in an instant and kneel down.

"Wu... Wu... Muzan-sama..." Some ghosts were panicked and terrified, and some ghosts respected and worshipped.

"I'm very sorry, because your appearance and aura have changed..." Ling Yuzi, the only female ghost in the lower-rank, apologized in fear.

"Who allowed you to speak?" Muzan interrupted her and asked arrogantly, "Don't speak just because you have a boring will. You are only allowed to answer what I ask you."

Muzan Muzan's self-centered will is fully reflected.

The nervous cold sweat on Ling Yuzi's face when he spoke.

"Rui was killed... He is the fifth of the lower moon." Muzan looked at the demons who bowed their heads calmly, and his words revealed a dangerous meaning, "I only want to ask one thing, 'Why are the demons of the lower moon so weak'?

Becoming one of the twelve demon moons does not mean the end, but the beginning... Start eating more people, start getting stronger, start to help me...

For hundreds of years, the upper moons of the twelve demon moons have never been replaced. The pillars that buried those demon hunters are always the upper moon demons, but what about the lower moon? How many times has it been replaced?"

Listening to Muzan's admonition, the demons did not dare to speak at all.

But "Xia Lu" Kamae was complaining in his heart.

"Even if you tell us those things..."

"'Even if you tell us those things'? So what? Tell me?" Muzan seemed to see through what Kamahue was thinking, staring at him with cat-like pupils.

Can he see through my thoughts?

Kamahue's

I panicked.

Not good...

"What's wrong? Tell me!" Muzan was obviously irritated by him, and the blood vessels on his face bulged.

"No, Lord Muzan..."

Kama-nue was about to continue to defend himself, but the next moment a large mass of flesh and blood tumor quickly emerged from the sleeves of Muzan's kimono, covered with sharp mouths and dull eyes, and attacked Kam-nue directly.

In an instant, Kam-nue's body was bitten hard by the mouth on the tumor and lifted into the air.

"Please forgive me! Lord Muzan! Please... Please! Please let me go!" He begged, crying, his heart filled with fear and panic, "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm so..."

But his pleading did not bring a trace of forgiveness.

"Sizzle..."

The tumor directly crushed his body, and blood fell like rain.

Muzan cut off his regenerative ability as a demon, and Kamae died miserably.

"Ah..." Muzan sighed, "I'm tired of it... The lower moons of the Twelve Demon Moons are simply a bunch of useless trash. From today on, the lower moons will be disbanded, and the upper moons are enough for the Twelve Demon Moons."

"Lord Muzan!"

"We are still useful! We can give for you!"

"We will eat people, kill demon hunters, and give all our body and mind for you!! Lord Muzan!"

Lower Two Rokuroku, Lower Three Bingye, Lower Four Lingyuzi were all explaining frantically, saying that they still had the remaining light and could give for Muzan.

They knew very well in their hearts that there was only one result of the disbanding of the lower moon demons, and that was death!

"What can you do with your strength?" Muzan arrogantly questioned this group of lower moon trash.

"We can go hunt ghost hunters and give you everything!"

"Hehe..." Wuzan sneered, and then said, "Since you want to prove yourself so much, now is a chance..."

"Ding."

As soon as the voice fell, a pipa sounded.

"Can I kill it?"

Behind the many lower-string ghosts, a strange female voice suddenly sounded.

Behind them?

The panicked lower-string ghosts immediately turned around and looked behind them.

They saw a woman.

She was tall, with black hair, a little messy makeup on her face, and bright red eyes with crazy colors under her bangs.

The skin on her hands and feet was peeled off, and the bright red flesh and blood tissue was exposed. There were several peaceful human heads hanging around her waist.

She just stared at the many lower-string ghosts kneeling on the ground, as if she wanted to eat them alive.

If Li Xuan was here, he would definitely recognize the identity of this woman.

That was An Miaoyi, a senior from the Zhongzhou Fourth Team.

The heads hanging around her waist were the new members of the Zhongzhou Team 4 who were traveling with her.

Lin Danwei, Huang Ming, Hu Yan, and the fat man whose name was not introduced.

Not one was missing.