Evil Spirit World: I Push This World with My Flesh

boom!

The raging fire quickly burned in the town, the light was dazzling, connected together, and quickly spread together.

Most of the houses in the town are shingle houses, and some are covered with thatch, which burns almost immediately.

In addition, these people are all slayers.

A raging fire came over, and most of the sky was reflected in a translucent piece.

Everyone was watching everything in the town closely.

But right now!

The strange situation reappeared.

call!

The entire sky quickly turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, making the original night darker, as if thick ink swept through the darkness, with a great ominous aura.

The shops and houses that were set on fire by them immediately extinguished and were engulfed by darkness, and this darkness was covering everyone.

Everyone couldn't help but change their faces.

"Don't go away everyone!"

Bai Jingting opened his mouth to drink.

what!

A shrill scream suddenly came out from the darkness.

The whole darkness swallowed everything in a blink of an eye.

It was a piece of black pressing in all directions, and the five fingers could not be seen.

Jiang Dao's two giant blades were all in his hands, and his body quickly retreated, standing against the wall, his eyes became cold and terrifying, and he swept away towards the rich darkness.

Even his celestial eyes were greatly affected, and the visibility was only about seven or eight meters.

Seven or eight meters away, it was so dark that nothing could be seen.

Jiang Dao was motionless, holding his breath, all the strength of the whole body condensed together, and the spiritual power cooperated with the eyesight, watching the surrounding at all times.

The darkness is thick and boundless, covering everything.

I don't know how long it has been.

Just as Jiang Dao frowned and was about to walk toward the darkness in front of him.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the area not far in front of him.

Jiang Dao's eyes turned cold, and he stared at it tightly, motionless.

In addition to the rapid footsteps, there were bursts of coughing sounds, and it seemed that someone was seriously injured.

After a while, a vague figure staggered and staggered, and finally came into Jiang Dao's eyes.

It is the monk Fayuan.

But at this moment, the monk Fayuan was obviously seriously injured, and his chest was covered with blood.

Jiang Dao frowned, staring at Monk Fa Yuan secretly, but did not immediately come forward to say hello.

Monk Fayuan's body quickly ran through the darkness not far in front of him and disappeared.

Just when Jiang Dao was surging in his heart, he was about to follow him.

Suddenly, another faint voice came from in front of him.

His eyes narrowed, and he glanced over again.

In the thick darkness, another figure walked out slowly, with a vigilant look on his face, wearing an orange-yellow monk robe, fully alert, and barely audible breathing.

The second monk Fayuan?

Jiang Dao's pupils narrowed.

Two circles?

The point is that both figures look the same as the real thing.

"No, there must be one fake..."

While Jiang Dao was observing silently, the newly-appeared monk Fayuan also quickly passed by not far from him, and once again emerged from the rich darkness of Ale.

Jiang Dao frowned, still motionless, silently observing.

time passed.

Not long after the second monk Fayuan passed by, suddenly, there was another slight footstep.

However, this time, Jiang Dao's pupils shrank after reading it.

Surprisingly... Himself?

I saw the second me walking slowly in the dark, with a solemn face, looking around, and holding an unusually wide giant blade in each of his left and right hands.

Suddenly, the second Jiang Dao seemed to have discovered Jiang Dao.

The eyes of the two met directly in the darkness.

Under the eerie darkness, both of them were actually the eyes of the gods.

There were dark golden luster flashing in the pupils.

At this moment, Jiang Dao almost thought he was looking in the mirror!

But he still acted instantly.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two Jiang Dao quickly slaughtered each other at the same time, each with a cold face, and the four extremely wide giant blades slammed into the air directly.

boom! boom!

The sound was dull and loud, and a huge wave swept across the air instantly.

The four giant blades smashed together and splattered a lot of fire.

Click!

But then, because the second giant blade in Jiang Dao's hand could not bear the huge force, it was shaken by Jiang Dao's two giant blades on the spot, and it exploded.

But the fake Jiang Dao swayed, and the entire skin was rapidly inflated, and the muscles and veins all emerged.

At the same time, the real Jiang Dao also flickered, and in a blink of an eye it became about five meters.

Transformed into Jiang Dao under the body of the Overlord of Extreme Dao, the two wide giant blades swept out directly, with terrifying power, quickly blasted away towards the fake Jiang Dao in front of him.

The Twelve Forms of the Demonic Sword of Extreme Dao!

Boom boom boom!

The sound roared, and Jiang Dao slammed seven or eight times in the blink of an eye, and the heavy and terrifying giant blade slammed directly into the chest of the fake Jiang Dao, and flew his body upside down on the spot, and then the body stepped forward, another giant blade Lightning swept across his neck.

A big head shot into the sky in an instant.

puff!

A large amount of blood stains spewed from the headless neck, and the body swayed and fell directly to the ground.

Totally dead.

Jiang Dao's face became gloomy and terrifying, his body stopped, and he stared at the corpse in front of him.

The severed head was exactly the same as his head.

Even though it has been chopped off, there is still no deformation.

As if it were completely real.

Even every trace of his expression was exactly the same as his.

"It's not an evil spirit...it's not a monster...it's more like a copy...could this town be able to copy others?"

Jiang Dao muttered to himself.

But if it was copied, why wasn't his own weapon copied?

"Could it be that because of the material, my weapon is made of the gongs and hammers of the night watchman. It is unique and cannot be copied. Other things can be copied?"

Jiang Dao's eyes flashed.

But soon he raised his palm, showing a shocked expression.

I saw that the five fingers of his right hand were slowly turning transparent and seemed to be disappearing.

Jiang Dao hurriedly activated Chiyang True Qi, which was mighty and mighty, like fiery magma rushing towards his right hand, preventing all this.

Fortunately, with the mad surging of his Blazing Yang True Qi, the palm that was slowly turning into a transparent hand actually recovered a little bit again.

"The power in this town can make people disappear?"

"Copying on the one hand and disappearing on the other?"

Jiang Dao's heart was surging.

The discovery was terrifying.

He suddenly thought of the shadow that he had killed before.

The shadow had Dong Jian's head on his neck.

In this way, the shadow is Dong Jian himself, but he has long since disappeared, leaving only a head.

"But if there is the power of replication in the town, why didn't the second Dong Jian appear?"

Jiang Dao frowned.

Does this replication only begin in certain places?

and!

Those people in Tianling Mansion must know the secret of the town.

Otherwise, they would not know that there is danger here, and they would have to gather people to explore.

And along the way, they had secretly discussed more than once.

Jiang Dao's eyes turned cold, and he immediately restrained his breath, chasing in the direction where the monk Fayuan left before.

In order to avoid being duplicated by the power in the town again, Jiang Dao directly turned his true qi into strands and rushed towards the divine artifact in his left palm.

For a time, his body slowly became transparent, as if disappearing, moving quickly in the darkness.

The darkness of thick fog is endless.

I don't know how long after Jiang Dao walked out, suddenly, a low roar came from the front.

With a flash of his body, he quickly approached the past, his eyes were like lightning, and he finally found the trace of the monk Fayuan.

I saw that monk Fayuan was panting heavily, his face was ugly, his hands were covered with blood, and he was holding a **** head.

On the ground in front of him was a headless corpse, dressed in exactly the same clothes as him, even with the same Buddha beads and bracelets on his body.

"Damn, the copy started so quickly... The power of that evil thing has been strengthened..."

The monk Fayuan gritted his teeth and swept his eyes around.

The head he held in his hands looked exactly like him.

Soon, he lost the head in his hand, became cautious again, and walked quickly towards the darkness not far away.

But just as he had just walked out not too far, he suddenly felt a great crisis.

As if something extremely terrifying was about to happen, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Monk Fayuan quickly turned around to resist.

This is completely subconscious, and it is the natural stress response of a master of his level when facing a crisis.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the blazing sun swept through it, like a volcano smashed over.

boom!

Monk Fayuan's body was blown upside down on the spot and smashed into the distance.

This is nothing, followed by the incomparably terrifying aura that continued to rush towards his body, with a heavy and huge pressure, and smashed past.

The monk Fayuan looked shocked, and he quickly got up and fled without caring about his body.

However, the terrifying aura moved extremely fast and quickly chased after him.

The monk Fayuan stood up, turned around again, and shot continuously with both hands, shooting out terrifying beams, rushing behind him, bombarding.

But that terrifying aura was approaching quickly, to the extreme.

Jiang Dao directly slapped the forehead of the monk Fayuan with a knife~www.wuxiamtl.com~ With the improvement of his cultivation, the stealth ability he has mastered is also much stronger than before.

The monk Fayuan could only sense the crisis coming, but he didn't even know which direction Jiang Dao was attacking from.

With a bang, his head was hit by a giant blade of Jiang Dao on the spot, making a heavy noise, like a meteor hitting his forehead, causing him to spurt blood and scream, and his entire body was shot on the spot. into the ground.

Jiang Dao's palm slid past, reaching the extreme. Almost the next moment, he shoved out Monk Fayuan's head, shoved him out from the ground, and the huge giant blade slid across Monk Fayuan's neck in an instant.

"Master, how about we talk?"

A calm and indifferent voice came out slowly.

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