The World of Evil Spirits: I Push This World Across the World with My Flesh

In a room with flickering oil lamps, a strange black shadow appeared silently. It seemed that there was something standing in the depths of the room, looking at them with strange eyes. There was a bit of slyness and sarcasm in the eyes. look, seems to be smiling.

Whoosh!

Boom!

Suddenly, the ground exploded, and the breath was terrifying.

Jiang Dao's body reacted immediately. With a leap, he shattered the window on the second floor with raging yang energy, and landed directly on the second floor area. With a click, the wall collapsed, and all the tables, chairs and benches exploded.

Jiang Dao's body was blazing with blazing blazing yang energy, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and a big knife appeared in his hand at some point.

However, the damaged room was completely empty, with nothing in it.

It was as if everything was just an illusion.

Jiang Dao's heart suddenly became colder.

The others were also shocked. They looked at Jiang Dao one after another, then moved quickly, and landed on the second floor area.

"What happened again?"

"Master Jiang, what did you find?"

Jiang Dao shook his head lightly, with a gloomy tone, "No, it's my illusion. Let's go find that ancient locust tree."

The giant blade in his hand slashed towards the second floor, and with a bang, the blazing sun burst out, burning rapidly along the second floor, and quickly ignited the entire inn.

Everyone immediately understood Jiang Dao's thoughts.

"That's right, burned down the whole town, I don't believe that hidden thing still hasn't come out!"

The burly man said abruptly.

Whoosh!

He said and immediately acted.

Everyone was in a turmoil. Although they realized that some bad consequences might be caused, there is nothing worse than this right now.

The strange existence in the town has been reluctant to show up, playing with them like a cat playing with a mouse.

Instead of this, it is better to set fire to this place and force it to show up.

2 Thirty chapters copy?

boom!

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

Most of the houses in the town are made of wooden tiles, and some are covered with thatch, which burns almost instantly.

In addition, these people are all spirit removers.

A raging fire came over, setting off most of the sky in a translucent light.

Everyone is watching everything in the town closely.

But right now!

The weird situation reappeared.

call!

The entire sky quickly turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, making the original night even darker, like thick ink sweeping through the darkness, with a very ominous atmosphere

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

Everyone couldn't help but change their expressions.

"Everyone, don't wander away!"

Bai Jingting opened his mouth and drank loudly.

Ah!

A shrill scream suddenly came from the darkness.

The darkness engulfed everything in an instant.

There was darkness in all directions, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Holding both of Jiang Dao's giant blades in his hands, his body quickly backed up, standing against the wall, his eyes became cold and terrifying, and he swept towards the thick darkness.

Even his Celestial Master Divine Eye was 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 remained motionless, holding his breath, all the strength in his body was condensed together, and his mental strength cooperated with his eyesight, watching his surroundings all the time.

The darkness is rich and boundless, covering everything.

I don't know how long it has been.

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

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the area not far in front of him.

Jiang Dao's eyes turned cold, and he stared there, motionless.

In addition to the hurried footsteps, there were coughing sounds, as if someone had been seriously injured.

Not long after, a vague figure staggered and finally came into Jiang Dao's eyes.

It is the French monk.

It's just that the monk Fayuan at this moment was obviously seriously injured, and his chest was covered with blood.

Jiang Dao frowned, staring at Monk Fayuan secretly, but didn't immediately go up to say hello.

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

Just when Jiang Dao's heart was surging and he was about to follow.

Suddenly, another faint voice came from before him.

He fixed his eyes and glanced over again.

In the dense darkness, another figure slowly walked out, with a look of vigilance, wearing an orange monk's robe, fully alert, breathing barely audible.

The second French monk?

Jiang Dao's pupils shrank slightly.

Two french rounds?

The point is that both figures look like the real thing.

"No, one of them must be fake..."

While Jiang Dao was observing silently, the newly-appeared Monk Fayuan also quickly passed by not far in front of him, and disappeared into the dense darkness again.

Jiang Dao frowned, still motionless, observing silently.

time passed.

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

However, after Jiang Dao finished watching this time, his pupils shrank directly.

It was... himself?

I saw the second self walking slowly in the darkness, with a dignified 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.

Their eyes met directly in the darkness.

Under the eerie darkness, both of them have the divine eyes of the celestial master.

There is a dark golden luster flashing in the pupils.

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

But he acted instantly.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

The two Jiang Dao rushed towards each other at the same time, their faces were cold, and the four unusually wide giant blades slammed directly in midair.

boom!boom!

The voice was dull and loud, and a huge wave instantly swept through the entire air.

The four giant blades collided together and splashed a lot of flames.

Click!

But then, the giant blade in the second Jiang Dao's hand couldn't bear the huge force, so it was broken by Jiang Dao's two giant blades on the spot, and exploded.

But the fake Jiang Dao's body swayed, his entire skin inflated rapidly, muscles and veins all emerged, his body was burly and ferociously huge, and turned into a terrifying height of more than five meters in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, the real Jiang Dao's body flickered, and he became about five meters in a blink of an eye.

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

The Twelve Styles of the Extreme Demon Sword!

Boom boom boom!

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

A large head soared into the sky in an instant.

puff!

A large amount of blood was sprayed from the headless neck, and the body staggered and fell directly to the ground.

Totally dead.

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

The severed head was exactly the same as his head.

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

Like it's totally real.

Even every expression is exactly the same as his.

"It's not an evil spirit... It's not a monster... It's like copying... Can this town copy others?"

Jiang Dao said to himself.

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

"Could it be because of the material, my weapon is made of the gongs and hammers of the night watchmen, it is unique, so it cannot be copied, but other things can be copied?"

Jiang Dao's eyes flashed.

But soon he raised his palm, showing surprise.

I saw that the five fingers of his right hand were slowly turning transparent, as if they were disappearing.

Jiang Dao quickly circulated the blazing yang zhenqi, mighty and mighty, rushing towards his right hand like fiery magma, to stop all this.

Fortunately, with the crazily surging of his blazing yang zhenqi, the palm that was slowly turning transparent had recovered little by little.

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

"On the one hand, copying, and on the other hand, disappearing?"

Jiang Dao's heart was surging.

It was a terrible discovery.

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

The black shadow had Dong Jian's head on its neck.

From this point of view, the black shadow is Dong Jian himself, but he has already disappeared, leaving only a head.

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

Jiang Dao frowned.

Does this duplication start only in certain places?