Evil Spirit World: I Push This World with My Flesh

"It turned out to be the Seventh Prince, and you couldn't get out."

One of the corpse demon ancestors spoke in a hoarse voice.

"The evil god will deal with everyone indiscriminately when he is revived, and will not treat us leniently just because we are black blood, so it is normal to be trapped here."

Prince Dayu opened his mouth and walked step by step, "You two, it's time to join hands. Only by joining hands can we get out of here. Otherwise, we will only sink deeper and deeper."

"good!"

"The two of us think so too!"

The two corpse demon patriarchs all nodded.

Suddenly, one of the corpse demon patriarch raised his head and looked into the dense fog, his eyes were dark red and his tone was cold.

"I thought the old heavenly master would stand with us, but now it seems that we think too much. He wants to die with his own body. Since he wants to be buried with human beings, let him go, but from now on , Tianshi Mountain is destined to disappear completely."

"Tianshishan didn't know how to cherish the opportunity of transcendence that Shangyi gave. It's because they are stupid. We can't afford to be buried with them. Humanity's luck has long been exhausted. Even if they drag it, how long can it last?"

The seventh prince said with a cold snort.

"That's right, once all the night watchmen are dead, it will be difficult for ordinary people to stand up. The only cultivation system in the secular world is martial arts, but what can martial arts do? It's just a child's trick!"

The ancestor of the other corpse demon said coldly.

The others also showed the slightest smile.

"You two, let's find a way out first. There is a combination of fiction and reality in the evil realm. If we don't go out, we will be trapped here forever."

The seventh prince suddenly laughed.

"Yes, I can feel that the other two corpse demon ancestors are also nearby, find them first, and get out of here together!"

The corpse demon patriarch nodded.

A group of people immediately began to move slowly in the thick mist.

…

now.

the outskirts of the town.

The easternmost area.

Jiang Dao's body appeared here at some point, dressed in a black robe, grinning against the wind, with the gong already stuffed into his arms, and the copper hammer stuck in his waist, frowning, looking towards the town of Tianshi.

The mist filled the air, covering the sky and the sun.

Even if you stand on the periphery, you can't see anything.

It's as if the world in front of me is isolated by a layer of time and space, which is out of tune with the surrounding environment.

A lullaby-like whispering sound emanated from this mist from time to time, and there were waves of strong sacred artifact fluctuations.

Jiang Dao was thinking, walking back and forth in this area.

Suddenly, he had an induction and turned around suddenly.

In another direction hundreds of meters away from him, a group of people suddenly appeared, lingering around the outskirts of this small town.

Jiang Dao stared carefully, his eyes flickered.

"Daoist Qingsong?"

It's actually Taoist Qingsong from Dayu Shenwumen?

There are a few more faces beside him.

One of them was the middle-aged beautiful woman that Jiang Dao met in Huangfeng Valley that night, but beside her, Dan Qingsheng and the old man in the hemp robe were no longer there.

Jiang Dao hesitated slightly, his body swayed, and he approached them.

now.

Taoist Qingsong, the middle-aged beautiful woman, and several other seniors from the Shenwumen around them all stood in front of the thick fog, discussing in low voices.

"Looking at this kind of fluctuation, there should be at least four or five sacred artifacts recovering, but these sacred artifacts are scattered too violently. If they are combined together, they might not be able to temporarily resist this evil god... But now, it's a pity..."

Daoist Qingsong stared at the thick fog in front of him, and said solemnly.

"There is nothing to regret. For the Celestial Dynasty, whether it is Tianshi Mountain or the other royal families of Destiny, they are all unstable forces. It can make them consume each other, or even wipe them out, which is the greatest contribution to the Celestial Dynasty."

The middle-aged beautiful woman next to her spoke calmly, "Remember our mission this time, rescue the Seventh Prince, and find the Tianshi Shenshui in Tianshi Mountain by the way, don't bother with other things."

"But if the Heavenly Master Mountain can't stop the evil gods and cause the evil gods to spread, will it cause even worse effects?"

An old man next to him changed his face slightly and said.

"Even if it has caused an impact, it has nothing to do with us. The night watchman has already appeared, and sooner or later the world will be in chaos. Get wiped out, so let's just mind our own business."

The middle-aged beautiful woman said flatly.

Several people around looked at each other, feeling heavy in their hearts, and stopped talking.

at this time!

The middle-aged beautiful woman frowned, and suddenly turned around, "Who?"

A group of people immediately looked back.

Jiang Dao's body leaped lightly, and appeared not far behind them. He was tall and well-dressed, with long jet-black hair, thick and shiny.

He could clearly hear the conversations of several people hundreds of meters away.

"Daoist Qingsong, long time no see!"

As soon as Jiang Dao appeared, he spoke calmly.

"Jiang... Brother Jiangliu?"

Daoist Qingsong narrowed his eyes and said in surprise.

"Well, is that you?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman stared at Jiang Dao, suddenly revealed a strange color, recognized Jiang Dao, and said, "You're still alive?"

"So it's senior, why? Shouldn't I be alive?"

Jiang Dao turned his head to look at the middle-aged beautiful woman, and asked in doubt.

"It's nothing, why did you appear here, how much did you hear just now?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman asked in a flat tone.

"I didn't hear much, I only heard you mentioned that you want to rescue the Seventh Prince and get the Celestial Master's water. As for why I appear here, I naturally want to come and see."

Jiang Dao opened his mouth.

The eyes of the middle-aged beautiful woman flashed, and a faint murderous intent flashed past, and said calmly, "I see, but since you want to go in and have a look, why don't you go in with us?"

"my pleasure."

Jiang Dao squeezed out a smile.

Daoist Qingsong on the side changed his expression, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all, it just turned into a short sigh.

The middle-aged beautiful woman turned around, continued to look at the mist in front of her, and began to order, "Everyone, it's getting late, let's stop delaying, now listen to my row, Qingsong, Fang Hai, Pan Yue , Zhang Cheng, you are in a group of four, enter from the left, as for Jiang Liu and Lu Fang, the two of you and I are in a group, enter from the right, who has any objections?"

Everyone looked at each other without saying a word.

"If you have no objections, just push your holy artifacts and get ready to go."

The middle-aged beautiful woman spoke, and then she glanced at Jiang Dao with her phoenix eyes, "Let's go in too!"

As she spoke, she raised her right hand, and a palm-sized red spear tip appeared, filled with spiritual power, and bursts of strange light diffused from the spear tip, vast and mighty, filled with an invisible wave of power, covering Quartet.

The middle-aged beautiful woman controlled the tip of the gun in her hand, and walked towards the dense fog in front of her step by step.

Lu Fang beside him was silent, and immediately followed behind quietly.

Jiang Dao's face was calm, he first looked at the red spear tip in the middle-aged beautiful woman's hand, and then suddenly looked at Daoist Qingsong and the others beside him.

Among the four Taoist priests of Qingsong, an old man soon activated the holy weapon.

The holy artifact in his hand was a black circle, like a bracelet, engraved with countless mysterious patterns on the surface, filled with strong Yin Qi, and it was as if an invisible evil spirit had revived when it was activated.

Suddenly, the middle-aged beautiful woman stopped, looked back at Jiang Dao, frowned and said, "Why don't you leave?"

"I was wondering how the sacred artifacts in your hands were revived? Could it be revived with blood sacrifice?"

Jiang Dao asked suddenly.

The middle-aged beautiful woman snorted coldly, and said, "Apart from blood sacrifice, how can I revive it? If I don't feed the evil spirit inside, how can I use its power?"

"Oh, how many people did you kill during the blood sacrifice? After entering the town, if the power of the holy artifact weakens, will you continue to kill people?"

Jiang Dao asked seemingly casually.

"You have a lot to worry about. This is not something you should ask. Come with me quickly."

The middle-aged beautiful woman said coldly.

Jiang Dao was still indifferent, the dark wind hit, and the black thick long hair that was scattered all over his head began to fall away, and his eyes became expressionless at some point.

"What are you doing? Don't you leave immediately?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman shouted sharply.

"No need, senior, I thought about it for a while, I'd better just kill you guys."

Jiang Dao said suddenly.

"Um?"

The eyes of the middle-aged beautiful woman turned cold.

The others all showed astonishment, and Qi Qi looked at Jiang Dao, as if suspecting that they had heard wrong.

"Brother Jiang Liu, you..."

Daoist Qingsong lost his voice.

"It seems that you are really looking for death. You originally wanted to lure you into the town and kill you, lest Dan Qingsheng blame me. Now that you have said such a thing, you should die now!"

A terrifying murderous intent appeared on the face of the middle-aged beautiful woman, her body was surging with spiritual power, and the red spear tip in her palm seemed to have completely revived.

boom!

The red spear tip disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, with a glaring blood glow, it nailed directly towards Jiang Dao's heart, and the evil instantly enveloped the surroundings.

Boom!

Roaring, the voice is mighty, and the waves are rolling.

The air in all directions began to explode inch by inch, roaring non-stop.

Jiang Dao's body was motionless, his wide palm had become huge and ferocious at some point, and his five fingers were firmly holding the red spear tip.

The scarlet spear tip was blocked by him with one hand, emitting a terrifying force, as if it hadn't affected him in any way.

"This is the resuscitated holy artifact, and it seems to be nothing more than that. Why... so many people have to be sacrificed with blood?"

Jiang Dao's black hair danced, his voice was hoarse, and an invisible heat wave had spread from his body, covering the surroundings silently, causing the temperature in all directions to soar.

In just an instant, the temperature rose directly by more than ten degrees.

Everyone's face changed drastically, their eyes widened, and they looked at Jiang Dao as if they had seen a ghost.

He actually took the holy artifact with bare hands?

How can this be?

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