Hell Paradise from Naruto

call!call!

The cool night wind roared towards Mo Chen, Achuan and Xingshou Lang, making their clothes rustle.

The night is getting darker...

The boundless darkness is like a night monster with teeth and claws, hiding in the night and surging in the dense clouds.

"coming……"

Mo Chen, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, and blue veins protruded beside his eyes.

"I didn't expect these guys to make such a big fuss just to stop the train!"

Mo Chen murmured softly.

"Xing Shoulang!"

"Go and pull up the gate, this train can't reach the terminal!"

Mo Chen turned to Xingshou Lang, who was sitting cross-legged on the right side.

"Ok!"

Xingshourou's pupils had solidified into a circle. He stared closely at the blood-red color that was gradually spreading in the distance, and a slight surprise appeared on his face.

After Xingshoulang jumped into the front of the train, Mo Chen continued: "Achuan!"

"Later, we will deal with the contractors of the Paradise of the Dead first. After we deal with them, we will deal with Yi Wo Zuo together!"

"Yiwozuo, let Xingshou Lang deal with it first..."

"As long as Tanjiro and others survive, our mission will not be considered a failure!"

The honest expression on Ah Chuan's face had disappeared, and his eyes were gradually occupied by wisps of blood.

After Achuan drew out the giant sword as wide as a door panel on his back, he nodded heavily: "Yes!"

For them, the temptation to eliminate the contractors of the foreign paradise is much greater than holding back Yiwo Zuo.

At the very least, a contractor of a different paradise has some merit points and a bloody Rubik's Cube. If he is lucky, the items he draws can be worth several thousand paradise coins.

Suddenly.

Bursts of sharp metal friction sounds completely disrupted the quiet night.

咿...咿!

After pulling the gate and applying emergency braking, the train's iron wheels still slid hundreds of meters on the track, with a series of sparks sputtering out between the wheels and rails.

After a while, after a lot of shaking, the Infinity Train finally stopped.

"What's wrong?!"

"What happened?!"

"Why did you stop suddenly?!"

"Hey!!"

"I'm still rushing to attend my dad's wedding!"

"..."

"God..."

"Look!"

"what is that?!"

"ghost……"

"That's a ghost!!"

"Run!!!!"

For a time, the more than [-] passengers on the train went from complaining at the beginning to panicking and running away.

"Everyone!"

“Please everyone calm down!!”

"We will be responsible for protecting everyone!"

"Don't be anxious, everyone, take your time one by one, put children and women in front, and everyone can leave here safely!"

In the chaos, Tanjiro was calling out anxiously.

……

the other side.

More than 400 meters in front of Mugen Train, the railroad tracks there had turned into a raging and rolling lake of blood.

Next to the blood lake, there were more than a dozen mages dressed as "shamate" standing cheering. Some were wearing chicken coop heads and worn gray robes, and some were skinny and bones. Two balls of blue soul fire emerged from the pupils...

The most unique thing inside is that there is a wizard dressed like the wizard in Harry Potter. This middle-aged man in his forties also holds a short and thin wand in his hand.

"Ho...ho..."

"It's not easy!"

"These guys in Dark Prison Paradise are quite capable..."

"If they are allowed to take the train to the terminal, our mission will directly fail!"

A man wearing a scarlet mage robe and a hood sighed with a hoarse voice.

"Lord Blood Master is wise!"

"Yes!"

"The Blood Master must be a good leader..."

"If Lord Blood Master hadn't brought Yi Wo Zuo here, we alone, even with the assistance of the magic circle, wouldn't have been able to deal with those guys from Flame Pillar and Dark Prison Paradise!"

A group of subordinates gathered around the Blood Master, fawning over him, but judging from the residual fear on their faces, it was obvious that they were quite afraid of the Blood Master.

"Where's the Yiwo seat?"

"Why didn't you see him?"

Suddenly, someone looked around and then spoke doubtfully.

"He's over there in the woods..."

"Look!"

"He came out slowly!"

In the dark jungle, a humanoid creature full of oppression slowly walked out. There was a strong sense of oppression on his body. Step by step, it was as if he was stepping on someone else's heart.

A moment later, under the dim light of the train carriage.

Finally, I was able to get a glimpse of this humanoid creature. I saw that he had short pink hair and a pair of golden pupils. The word "上线" was written in his right eye, and the word "三" was written in his left eye.

He was wearing a purple-red shirt, with rosary beads hanging on his ankles. His pale skin was covered with countless dark blue tattoos representing sinners, and his fingernails were a hideous blood red.

This guy with a terrifying aura was looking at Mo Chen beside the train with excitement.

"What a strong grudge!"

"This fierce and sharp aura is the Thunder Pillar, right?"

"There are two others..."

"Unexpectedly, I can meet three pillars at the same time here..."

“What a blessing!!”

After observing Mo Chen, Yiwozuo glanced at Achuan who was standing with Mo Chen and Xingshou Lang who had just walked out of the carriage.

"This is……"

"Winding?!"

Xingshourou instantly drew out his Nichirin Sword and pointed the blade at Yiwozuo, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Xingjuro, drag this guy with you first, don't fight him desperately."

"Achuan and I will come over to help you as soon as we finish off the enemies here!"

"Did you see the numbers on his eyes?"

"This guy is the top three!"

"You alone will never be able to compete with him!"

Mo Chen also made a clang sound and drew out the Shadow Saber with his backhand. Before the official battle, he did not forget to remind Xingshou Lang.

"rest assured!"

"Leave it to me here!"

At some point, Xingshourou's body was surrounded by strong winds, and little bits of fire seemed to be mixed in them.

"The Kamado boy! The boar boy! The yellow boy!"

"You are responsible for evacuating and resettling the crowd!"

"With your strength, you are not qualified to participate in this battle!"

Xingjulang's momentum became more and more high, like a blazing flame.

"The formula unfolds!"

Suddenly, a twelve-pointed snowflake formation appeared at the foot of Yiwo Zuo not far away. He stood in the center of the snowflake formation, squatting down, with his right hand bent forward and his left hand behind his back, looking like a martial arts master. posture.