Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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When Du Wei finished his last sentence.

The atmosphere around him changed drastically.

Strong malice radiated from the golden balance.

The huge statue seemed to be looking down at Du Wei, and the indifferent mask was full of inhuman fear.

The air was suppressed to the extreme.

Du Wei felt a real crisis.

He could barely breathe.

There was also a sharp buzzing sound in my ears.

Strong pain came from the heart.

He could even hear every beat of the heart, the sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels at a faster speed.

Du Wei bent down, grunting and covering his heart.

The blood dripped down the mask and wet his collar.

This is not the most painful.

The most painful thing was the sound of the hands turning crazily in his mind.

Click...

The antique clock seemed to know what he wanted to do next.

Using another method to stop Du Wei.

Du Wei gritted his teeth, clutching his head and let out a low growl in pain.

That voice is too savage.

Even so, the shadows did not dare to step forward.

The envelope couldn't figure out exactly what happened, it could only float beside Du Wei, and various words appeared.

[Master, you are in a terrible state, what happened? 】

[If you continue like this, you will die...]

[You must not die! 】

Du Wei gritted his teeth, his eyes through the mask were cold and sensible.

Do not…

It is wrong to describe it simply by reason.

Because of that, there is still a trace of madness.

Fate is impermanent...

Everyone has uttered a negative cry to fate.

Du Wei's character is more likely to go to extremes.

He has a hunch that he is struggling hard, and he is still driven by antique clocks and watches.

When it fell into a desperate situation of death, it allowed itself to see the death scene.

When it is in peace with itself, it also gives pictures of death, making itself subconsciously want to solve those people, those things...

"Why?"

Du Wei gritted his teeth and growled word by word.

He has rarely experienced the beauty of the world, it can be said that almost none.

Fate gave him too much torture.

And after coming to this world.

Fate is still the same for him.

The only girlfriend turned out to be marked.

He is always shrouded in the shadow of the demon god.

No one can help him from beginning to end.

Next second.

In Du Wei's heart, another voice sounded.

Cold and elegant.

It said: "Give me the body."

When this sentence is finished.

There seems to be a pause in time.

The scene in front of Du Wei suddenly blurred.

When everything becomes clear again.

He found himself in the lake of mind.

Du Wei, who was wearing the same priest's uniform as him, sat on the black throne and looked at him with an indifferent expression.

"long time no see."

Du Wei looked at it and said solemnly: "The evil spirit of me?"

It shook its head and said, "No, I am you."

"To be precise, I am your past."

Du Wei refused: "No, you are not my past, my past is not like this."

It said: "Why can't it be? You have been rejecting and denying. You have never feared any difficulties, even the evil spirit Du Wei."

"The only thing you don't want to face is the past."

"And I am exactly your past."

"Leave your body to me, the so-called Demon God, I will personally kill them one by one."

"As long as you are willing to accept, willing to admit your past, everything that bothers you now will be worthless."

Du Wei looked at himself indifferently without saying a word.

But the other person is still saying: "Human nature, love, friendship, bottom line, so-called moral values, values, will all become the shackles that bind you."

"Think of you in the past. Will you be bound by these things at that time?"

"You won't, but what about now?"

"What made you so weak, you struggled so hard to survive in the shadow of the demon god, what are you doing?"

"People can be like this, but you shouldn't and can't..."

Snapped…

Snapped…

Snapped…

Du Wei clapped his hands once and again.

He said indifferently: "It's really interesting. If it wasn't for me to merge with the evil spirit, I would really think it was resurrected."

The other party was silent.

After a long time, he said, "Because of this?"

Du Wei sneered and said: "That's enough. Your acting skills are too clumsy. Its memory, personality, and thinking mode are the same as mine. In my eyes, you are full of flaws!

"So, let me think about it, what are you? A replica made by a golden balance?"

"Really ridiculous, something like you is also worthy to replace me?"

After speaking, he closed his eyes.

When I open it again.

The surrounding scene has been restored to its previous appearance.

He knelt on the ground, his chest wet with blood.

And beside him, another copy of him was standing on the other side, behind him was another dark figure, an envelope, and floating beside him were flintlocks, two black clown cards, dice, coins, etc. article.

It looks more like Du Wei.

On the other hand, Du Wei's state at this time was very embarrassed.

Only the black shadow stood in front, fighting against the evil spirits.

The envelope is anxiously circling around him.

[Master, you finally woke up, and the envelope knew that you, a villain, certainly couldn't die so easily. 】

Du Wei glanced at the envelope, then at his own copy, and a strong killing intent gradually emerged in his eyes.

He lowered his head.

Reached out and lifted the mask.

The face that was exposed was so pale that there was no blood.

The tip of the nose and the corners of the mouth are full of blood.

Even the corners of the eyes are bleeding.

Ha ha…

Du Wei sneered, wiped the blood, and stood up directly.

"Lamer's Bell wants to turn me into its puppet."

"The golden balance wants to make a replica and replace me. It's not right...it wants to be the evil spirit Du Wei."

"You two ghosts, do you really think I dare not toss the table with you?"

Finished.

Du Wei carried the mask and said to the shadow: "Come back!"

Next second.

A black shadow appeared in front of Du Wei instantly.

Then, he took a step forward without hesitation while Du Wei put the mask on his face again.

Shadow Possession...

Du Wei looked at the copy with a fierce voice: "Although I don't know how you were made, and more and more like me, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but you will definitely die miserably."

Finished.

Du Wei took out the clown card representing the wish, and said in a cold voice: "From now on, my real name will be hidden. I can be Du Wei, Duke, or evil spirit Du Wei."

The cold and deep breath came from the fingertips, stronger than ever.

It seems that this desire has touched some of the bottom lines of existence.

The wish is fulfilled.

The copy on the opposite side seemed to have thought of something, and immediately rushed over. Those shadows, envelopes, and joker cards that were also copied also rushed towards Du Wei.

The envelope was wrapped around Du Wei.

It was anxious.

But Du Wei once again drew the clown card that represented the gambling game.

At the same time, he activated the marking ability.

During this period, how many evil spirits were marked by Du Wei?

No one knows.

Even he himself can't remember clearly.

The "legacy" that Alvin Dawquet left to him after his death was quite rich.

Nearly two hundred evil spirits, plus Du Wei's original mark, but now also add those weird existences that were shut in by the dark shadow.

For an instant.

Countless evil spirits appeared on the entire altar, densely gathered together.

The coldness they form is like substance.

Malice was surging, and the replica stopped abruptly.

Du Wei looked at it and said coldly: "This is a gambling game, and my opponent is not you, but the golden balance. You are not qualified to fight against me, but I said that I will give it a chance. "

"You want to become me, yes! As you wish!"

"I will make the death scenes I see become reality."

"It's just that you will die in my place."

"Now, the gambling game is launched! Let's change our identities!"