Evil spirits descend: Suppress everything with martial arts

After the evil crisis in the Western Suburb Cemetery was completely quelled, a systematic mechanical voice sounded in Wu Zhen's mind: "The host has completed the task and rewarded the ten directions of the storage space."

However, the next second, the sound of the system sounded again.

"The system has detected the birth of a king-level evil spirit, please hurry to the birthplace of the king-level evil spirit, and eliminate the remaining evil forces. Task reward: 50 years of iron shirt skill."

The system released another task, which made Wu Zhen's eyes light up slightly.

He has had iron cloth shirt skills for 60 years, and is currently able to resist the shooting of small-caliber firearms, but it is not enough to face more powerful thermal weapons.

But what about the 110-year iron cloth shirt skill?
Wu Zhen was full of anticipation in his heart, and immediately said secretly: "Accept the mission."

But at this time, in the official meeting room of Xia Kingdom, several chief officials, including the chief chief, the old man with white hair, all looked solemn.

People in a community died suddenly, which had never happened since Xia Guo established the country.

The Xia Kingdom has been peaceful and prosperous for too long. In the past, even if a building caught fire and more than 10 people died, it would be known throughout the country. The high-level officials of the Xia Kingdom had to explain it to the people.

Now nearly [-] people in the entire community died suddenly, which was something that no one could have imagined before.

However, at this time, Wu Zhen had already rushed towards the resettlement area in the eastern suburbs of Kyoto with murderous intent on his face, and arrived at the destination in a short time.

And the fat man grabbed his phone and followed Wu Zhen cautiously.

To be honest, a super evil has just erupted here, and tens of thousands of people died. Even if Fatty is courageous, he is afraid at this time.

At this time, there was no living person in the residential area. Although the street lights were still on, the whole block still looked extremely gloomy and cold.

"Brother Shi, I'm starting the broadcast." Fatty asked in a low voice.

In terms of dedication, Fatty can definitely be called the first class. He was so scared that he was about to pee, but he still remembered the live broadcast for Wu Shen.

"En." Wu Zhen nodded, and then walked towards the resettlement area.

Fatty also quickly turned on the live broadcast.

At the same time, countless people's mobile phones sounded the notification tone of "the anchor you follow is online".

Immediately, the number of online users in the entire live broadcast room began to soar, reaching more than 400 million in a few dozen seconds, and more than ten million after another few seconds, and it is still rising.

"Ah, Martial God is still broadcasting today. This benefit is really cool."

"The battle in the back mountain of the western suburbs cemetery just now was too enjoyable. I don't know what other benefits will be available soon."

"It's still the same sentence, please Valkyrie, please give me face, I want to watch your live broadcast of Day Xie Chong."

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Seeing the audience speeding up, the fat man stepped on the brakes and changed the subject: "Just now, an evil spirit suddenly appeared in the eastern suburbs of Kyoto, killing tens of thousands of people in an instant!"

As soon as this statement came out, the entire live broadcast room fell silent.

Obviously, everyone was terrified.

"Really?" Someone couldn't believe it, and couldn't help sending a barrage.

But the fat man nodded solemnly, then turned the live camera to take a brief shot of the resettlement area.

Immediately, all the audience were afraid to speak.

There is no way, this resettlement area is too quiet at this time, the whole community is empty, only the trash can in the distance is shaken by the wind, the silence is so quiet that it makes one's scalp numb.

After more than ten seconds, a barrage popped up: "Such a powerful evil spirit, can the old Martial God handle it?"

This barrage was issued, and quickly changed the topic just now.

At this time, Wu Shi had already slowly walked into the resettlement area with the fat man.

The fat man felt a little flustered, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Brother Shi, something doesn't feel right here."

Before the fat man finished speaking, he saw a hunched figure appearing at the corner of the dark courtyard wall not far away.

"Why do you still dare to come here?" An old voice came, but I saw the rickety old man strolling over, then raised his head, revealing a face as dry as bark.

This is a mummy!
And it has turned into a walking corpse!
"Ah!" Fatty yelled directly, startling the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Damn, fat man, what are you yelling at?"

"People are scary, they can scare people to death!" The audience was also very frightened, and immediately cursed.

But at this time Wu Zhen didn't care about these things, he was just a little curious, looked at the withered corpse, and asked, "You know I'm coming, so you dare to show yourself?"

"My master asked me to bring you a message." The rickety old man was very calm. He stared at Wu Chen with his withered eyes, then looked at the fat man, and said with a grin: "My master said that death is the end of everything." , all of you must die."

The crooked old man's voice was hoarse and full of coldness, even through the screen, it made the audience feel cold, and the entire live broadcast room was silent for a while.

Some timid people even turned off the live broadcast in fright.

But Wu Zhen smiled and said, "Have you finished?"

Then Wu didn't wait for the rickety old evil to speak, and said impatiently: "Okay, you can die."

As he said that, Wu Zhen took a step forward, and slapped the evil head on the forehead with a slap, and a terrifying internal force burst out, directly smashing his head into his body.

At the same time, the extremely fierce will of the martial arts exploded, easily defeating this evil creature.

"Hey, there is only one small miscellaneous fish. I'm disappointed." Wu Zhen wiped his hands with regret on his face.

But at this moment, a black mist suddenly gushed out from the crooked old and evil walking corpse, rushing towards Wu Chen.

"Oh? Wicked in the middle of it?" Wu Zhen was slightly surprised.

The officials of the Xia Kingdom in the previous life also collected and sorted out some information about Xie Chong, and distributed it to every citizen, so Wu Zhen still has a better understanding of Xie Chong's situation.

Some evil spirits are extremely cunning, not only will "upper body" human beings, but even upper body evil spirits of the same race, and exist in a "parasitic" way.

In this way, his concealment is greatly improved, and he can escape the perception of human exorcists, and even plot against human exorcists.

At this moment, what Wu Chen is facing should be an evil spirit that "parasitizes" in the body of his own race.

It's a pity that Wu Zhen is Wu Zhen after all. Faced with this situation, he didn't even think about it, so he just waved his palm and pushed him across.

A wall of air appeared out of nowhere, up to three feet thick, containing streaks of fierce martial arts will, and slammed into the black mist fiercely.

Only a sound of "Peng" was heard, the black mist collided with the air wall, and there was a muffled sound immediately, and then both sides dissipated at the same time.

"The strength is good." At the same time as the black mist dissipated, a deep voice came over, and then slowly dissipated.

Wu Zhen's eyes narrowed immediately.

This voice should be made by that king-level evil spirit.