Inuyasha: the strongest dog god

Mo Han asked.

"Yes, Lord Inugami."

"My father and grandfather died under Naraku's curse. I absolutely want to find that guy and destroy him!"

Clenching his fist tightly, Maitreya replied.

"Then you go, it just so happens that some of my witches are also looking for the trail of Naraku."

"However, if you find other four soul jade fragments in the future, please give it to us."

"Okay, Lord Inugami."

Chapter 282 Hell's Painter

"Hurry up, there are fragments of the jade of four souls on that guy!"

"Don't let him escape, archery! Archery!"

In the wilderness, a group of warriors on horses are chasing a man frantically.

Holding a few scrolls in his hands, the man fled desperately with a flustered expression.

But the samurai behind got closer, and even a few arrows flew in, almost hitting him.

"Damn it, you guys forced me!"

"Come out, my goblin legion."

"Kill them all, kill them all!"

Knowing that if he continues like this, he will definitely be caught up, and the man's face also has a ruthless look.

No longer escaping, the man pulled a few scrolls away, and all the ghosts from hell roared out from the scrolls.

"What, what is that?"

"Youkai! Youkai!"

"Run!!"

Have you ever seen so many terrible ghosts, a group of warriors are almost frightened crazy.

Although they were desperately trying to escape, the ghosts that seemed to come from hell soon caught up.

With a mournful scream, all the samurai were brutally slaughtered in a short period of time!

"Hahaha!!!"

"Who makes you want to snatch my Four Soul Jade Fragments, it really deserves it!"

"Go to death, go to death, all go to death, hahahahaha!!!!!!"

The evil spirits of hell are constantly devouring the blood of the samurai, while the man in the wilderness is a burst of cheerful and twisted laugh...

...

Huhuhu...

In the wilderness, Mohan and several people are rushing on their way.

Kagome stepped on his bicycle, Inuyasha ran on his own feet, and Mo Han followed the two women on Yanhoo.

"Just ahead, the smell of blood and ink!"

Inuyasha said as he ran.

It didn’t take long for a few people to find the source of the smell, and saw many samurai bodies piled on the ground.

"Woo, so cruel..."

Seeing those warriors who died miserably, Kagome couldn't help covering his lips.

"It seems that we were late and ran away by that guy."

It was also looking at the dead samurai, Mo Han said.

A few days ago, Mo Han and the others parted from Maitreya, and then embarked on their respective journeys again.

Maitreya is going to find Nairo to avenge his father and grandfather, while Mohan and the others continue to look for the fragments of the jade of the four souls.

After inquiring around, Mo Han and the others finally found out that there was a fragment of the jade of four souls in the hands of a human painter.

Ever since, Mo Han and the others have been looking for this human painter for the next few days.

However, in addition to Mo Han and others, there are other people who are also looking for the painter, and these samurai in front of them are obviously also coveting the jade fragments of the four souls in the hands of the painter, but they are all used by the painter. The power of the fragments kills.

"Smelly old man, the smell here is too annoying, let's leave quickly."

Holding his little nose, Inuyasha said.

He couldn't control his sense of smell as freely as Mo Han did. The smell of blood and ink filled around made Inuyasha feel very sick and pungent, very uncomfortable.

"That guy probably hasn't escaped yet."

"Let's go, we should be able to find him soon."

Let Yanho spit out a ball of flames and burn the corpses of those warriors, then Mo Han took Kagome and Inuyasha, and the smell of chasing the painter soon disappeared...

...

"What nobleman, aren't you the artist who came to sell the painting a few days ago."

"You brought a worthless painting to sell the other day. I remember it clearly."

In the castle, two guards threw the painter man out.

"No, I have defeated the warriors who wandered about warriors. I am definitely not a painter!"

"Please, please let me meet again with Lord Lord!"

Enduring the pain, the man got up from the ground and said eagerly.

"You still dare to argue, you humble person!"

"Hit, hit me hard!"

There was no good impression of the painter man, and the two guards immediately waved their sticks and started beating.