Spirit Realm Walker

The buildings in the town are generally about five stories, similar to the houses in the countryside, with one household per building. Although there are only two or three people on the household registration book, the houses they live in have four or five floors.

Plus a large yard.

The living comfort is unmatched by big cities.

"Crack!"

The Demon Eye King landed on the roof of a three-story residential building. As soon as he stood firm, he saw the bewitching Palace Master in a red dress rushing out of the residential building diagonally opposite.

She stood on the top of the building, wearing a silver mask, her skirt was flying, and her hair was dancing.

The two faced each other dozens of meters apart, with the dark night above their heads and the gentle evening breeze around them.

The corner of the Demon Eye King's mouth raised:

"If you want to know the truth about the Chu family's annihilation, you can ask me directly. List any evidence of official corruption and bribery, and I will exchange it with you.

"What a simple thing, worthy of such a big fight?

"Well, you still have a chance now. Give me a list of officials in Songhai or Jiangnan Province who have been bribed, and I will tell you the truth about that year. Of course, you must return to the spiritual realm this time."

The Master of the Killing Palace also raised the corners of his red lips and said softly:

"Are you done? Let's do it now. I don't like talking nonsense with crazy people."

The Demon Eye King looked down at the town, raised his eyebrows and said:

"You want to fight with me here? Tsk tsk, isn't this my way to deal with the Songhai branch? Alas, this method really has no technical content. It's easy for me to be in the first grade and others to be in the fifteenth grade."

Having said this, Demon Eye's eyes suddenly lit up red, the corners of his mouth cracked a little, his smile twisted a little, and his handsome face was full of fighting spirit and violence.

"Guess, how many moves will it take for me to kill you? Will it affect the people in the town?"

Bang!

A mass of red thread exploded behind the Killing Palace Master, and the intricate lines were like tentacles, dancing slowly in the air.

Her laughter, as soft as silver bells, echoed in the dark night:

"A small town? Are you sure this is a town? Open your three eyes and take a look. Oh, I forgot, your eyes can't see through the illusion created by the Void One."

The Demon Eye King's expression froze, and the corners of his cracked mouth slowly closed.

The Master of the Killing Palace continued:

"Demon Eye, the prey you are targeting is just a puppet made by me, a flesh-and-blood puppet. I also killed the stalker you sent. So guess, why didn't I erase your mark?

"Why am I still talking nonsense to you now instead of running away immediately?"

The fighting spirit and anger on the Demon Eye King's face completely solidified.

"Hahahaha." The master of the Killing Palace laughed so hard that he leaned forward and backward with laughter: "You also have today, Magic Eye. After I snap my fingers, your death will come."

She raised her snow-white arm and snapped her fingers.

The Demon Eye King's heart trembled, his eyes became dazed for a moment, and emotions such as pessimism, despair, and depression surged up.

High-end musicians often only need the simplest hypnosis methods.

Combined with the actual situation, a simple sentence can hypnotize the enemy and affect the target without anyone noticing.

In addition, snapping his fingers was a signal to start a war. The moment the Master of the Killing Palace snapped his fingers, a bright stream of flames shot from the sky, carrying terrifying high temperatures, and hit the Demon Eye King on the roof.

The elders of the Red Fire Gang arrived first.

The flowing flames hit the Demon Eye King with a "bang", causing the buildings below to collapse layer by layer.

The illusion suddenly shattered, and the Demon Eye King stood not on a three-story red brick building, but on a tall tree.

The big tree was directly turned into charcoal in the impact just now.

A deep pit was blasted on the spot, and in the pit were the Demon Eye King and an old man with a tall figure, hunched muscles, and red hair.

With tiger eyes, a square face, and sword-shaped eyebrows, he is as powerful as a veteran on the battlefield in ancient times.

The red-haired old man knelt on the chest of the Demon Eye King, holding a spear condensed with flames in his hand. The tip of the spear was aimed at the vertical eye on Demon Eye's forehead, making a piercing gesture.

The Demon Eye King's chest showed ferocious burn marks, and his flesh and blood were blurred. He held the tip of the spear with both hands. No matter how hard the red-haired old man tried, he just couldn't advance even an inch.

Under their bodies, the soil was melted into dazzling bright magma.

"Among the fire thieves I've met, you're still a little behind."

The Demon Eye King raised his forehead and turned his eyes "Gulu", and sprayed out a golden-red beam of light.

The red-haired old man's eyes immediately flashed with madness. Under the skin, muscles sometimes striated and sometimes shrank, like countless small insects squirming.

This is the phenomenon of blockage and riot in the power in the body.

Even a fire master in the realm of domination cannot resist the "gaze" of the Demonic Eye King, and will be affected to some extent.

The Demon Eye King's palms suddenly exerted force, and the flame spears collapsed. His palms were pressed against the red-haired old man's chest.

"hold head high!"

The dragon's roar of Qingyue resounds throughout the heaven and earth, destroying evil and delusion.

The red-haired old man suddenly woke up, and his body immediately disintegrated into thousands of flowing flames. He avoided the attack of the Demon Eye King, and the flowing flames reunited in the distance and condensed into the old man's figure.

He still looked a little crazy, but the power in his body was calmed down by the dragon's roar.

The Demon Eye King jumped up and turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the zoo gate. He wanted to escape from here.

As soon as he rushed out, there was a flood of red threads in the diagonal ground, wrapping around him overwhelmingly.

On the other end of the red line is a gorgeous lady.

The Demon Eye King didn't have the slightest thought of pity for the beauty. He raised his arm, touched the thousands of red threads, circled them twice, and then pulled hard.

"collapse!"

The red thread snapped instantly.

The Master of the Killing Palace quickly made a seal with his hands, and the broken red thread was given a second life, intact as before, and once again wrapped around the Demon Eye King.

But the Demon Eye King has escaped from the red line, and the zoo gate is in sight.

"Woo."

There was a shrill sound of wind, and a strong wind blew outside the zoo, flying sand and rocks, and breaking the surrounding trees.

The second person to arrive was Elder Luo Shen from Water God Palace.

She was wearing a black long skirt layered like lotus leaves, a black women's leather jacket, her hair was loose, and her face was covered with a black gauze mask.

She rode the strong wind into the zoo.

"Cough, cough, cough"

The Demon Eye King was about to rush out of the zoo when his throat suddenly felt itchy, his body became weak, and his face quickly turned pale.

He is sick.

The strong wind carried germs that could kill the saint suddenly. Although it was difficult to kill the Demon Eye King, it also briefly affected his condition.

Elder Luo Shen seized the opportunity and his body disintegrated into waves that covered the world, real waves.

"Wow!"

The water flow pushed on the demon eye one after another, swallowing him up.

At the same time, a day-like arc light lit up outside the zoo gate. When it lit up, it was still outside the zoo. When its arc was seen clearly, it had already arrived in an instant and arrived at the vicinity of the Demon Eye King.

puff!

The arc light split the water waves and hit the Demon Eye's chest, exploding large areas of blood.

The Demon Eye King staggered back.

Outside the zoo gate, a middle-aged man wearing fish scale armor and a jade-like face, holding an ancient bronze sword, entered the zoo with sonorous steps.

Then, a curly teddy ran into the zoo, raised its paw, and took a hard photo.

"seal up!"

After the words fell, a green light curtain suddenly rose, covering the entire zoo.

The water waves danced, and in the distance formed a woman in black skirt and black clothes, wearing a fine sand plaid mask, standing on the left side of the Demon Eye King.

The Lord of the Killing Palace came with the wind and stood on the right side of the evil eye.

Behind him, a pillar of fire descended, and the red-haired old man manifested in the pillar.

Further away, a yellow figure emerged from the ground. It was made of stone, with no hair or facial features, and exuded a thick and majestic aura.

Demonic Eyes looked around at everyone and raised the corner of his mouth:

"interesting!"

Late at night, the air conditioner was blowing cool breeze and the curtains were shaking slightly. Zhang Yuanqing was lying on the bed so excited that he could not fall asleep.

If none of this can solve the problem of the Demon Eye King, then I can only pack my bags, leave my hometown, and apply to work in Jiangnan Province. As for how to explain to my grandmother and the others, I have no choice but to explain.

In the face of life and death, everything is just a cloud.

Zhang Yuanqing retracted his thoughts, seemed to feel something, and looked at the bedroom door.

The round baby spirit, with a blue bra on its head, climbed in happily.

After many days, he finally stole another bra.

The bra was like a large blindfold, covering the little boy's sparse head, and the shoulder straps hung on both sides of his cheeks.

This looks funny and weird.

"Aba Aba."

Yingling quickly climbed onto the bed and presented her underwear like a treasure.

You really haven't forgotten your original intention. Isn't it wrong to steal your uncle's wallet? Zhang Yuanqing silently covered his face, threw his underwear on the pillow, and continued to wait for the news.

After Yingling presented the treasure, he rolled out of bed with a clear purpose and crawled towards the game console.

It lay in front of the game controller, raised a short finger, pressed the button carefully, and immediately looked at the screen expectantly.

The screen was dark and no light came on.

This is different from what it thought.

The little funny boy anxiously climbed around the game console several times, and angrily flipped the game console over. With a bang, he was startled and quickly looked at the owner on the bed.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Ying Ling's little face showed a "relieved" expression.

As Zhang Yuanqing reaches level 3, the spirit servant's intelligence has improved significantly and he has grown tremendously, but his body will not grow up. If he dies as a baby, he will always be a baby.

Out of boredom, Zhang Yuanqing grabbed his underwear, put it to his nose, and sniffed it gently.

He smelled a faint fragrance and the smell of shower gel.

There is no doubt that the little funny boy found it in the bamboo basket in the bathroom.

Since the last underwear theft incident, I have been extra cautious about doing anything wrong with my underwear, and I will wash my underwear after taking a shower.

"How many days have you been holding on? Jiang Yubai is really unreliable in his work. He is lazy again."

Zhang Yuanqing planned to secretly return the underwear later.

At the same time, a doubt flashed through his mind. The little funny boy seemed to have an unusual preference for the underwear he wore.

Jiang Yubai hadn't been washed tonight, so he immediately stole it.

As for the clean underwear in the closet, Xiao Doubi would not touch it.

An ignorant baby will definitely not have abnormal thoughts. This is very strange. What went wrong?

If it's because of the influence of the master, I don't like that either.

At this time, the slightly harsh ringtone echoed in the quiet and dark bedroom, interrupting Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts.

The screen displayed the name of the caller—Fu Qingyang!

His heart tightened and he was beating wildly. He turned over and sat up, and couldn't wait to answer the call: "Centurion, is there any result?"

Fu Qingyang's clear and cold voice came from the loudspeaker:

"The elders captured the evil eye and imprisoned it in the zoo."

Phew. After hearing this reply, Zhang Yuanqing felt relieved and let out a long breath.

I just feel relaxed physically and mentally, my worries are gone, and the world is so beautiful.

Then, he captured the question in Fu Qingyang’s message:

"Capture?"

Why not just kill it? Since you can capture it, you can definitely kill it. Capturing a master alive is much harder than killing it.

Fu Qingyang explained:

"The Demon Eye is the king of Bishop Bing and cannot be killed. Killing him would be like letting the tiger return to the mountain."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yuanqing didn't understand.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Yuanqing joined the White Tiger Guard that Fu Qingyang knew everything and talked about it in many ways.

"Elder Dog said that related to the rule-based prop of the Chu family, Bishop Bing's Heavenly King has a chance to be resurrected. And the resurrection location is where the prop is."

The rules-based props of the Chu family, the rules-based props that were taken away by Bishop Bing? Zhang Yuanqing bared his teeth and said:

"It's a pity. Fortunately, there is only one chance of resurrection. Wait, Centurion, what if the Demon Eye King enters the spiritual realm while he is imprisoned?"

Fu Qingyang said lightly: "Then he will naturally die in the spiritual realm and be resurrected in the north."

Zhang Yuanqing cursed "fuck" in his heart, and then heard Fu Qingyang say:

"The master's spiritual realm mission cycle is very long, so there is no need to consider this issue in the short term. Moreover, since the person is in our hands, there are many ways to deal with it, such as taking flesh and blood for the future."

That's fine, that's fine, wait until the magic eye is resurrected, and then curse him to death. Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked:

"Are the elders injured?"

He originally wanted to ask, no one died, right?

"The elders of the Water God Palace, the elders of the Red Fire Gang and the master of the Killing Palace were seriously injured, and the other three elders suffered some minor injuries." Fu Qingyang said.

hiss! Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath in his heart.

The magic eye picked six and seriously injured three people?

This is without any creature providing him with "fury".

And the Demonic Eye seems to be ranked last among Bishop Bing's four kings. How terrifying are the other three kings?

Evil professions are indeed professions with the pinnacle of combat power. Fortunately, they are not as numerous as lawful professions.

"Get a good rest and prepare for the arena competition with peace of mind. I'm looking forward to your performance."

Fu Qingyang hung up the phone.

The arena competition is less than a week away. I hope Xiao Yuan can hunt a bewitching demon for me before the arena competition starts. Zhang Yuanqing recalled Xiao Doubi, covered himself with the air-conditioned quilt with satisfaction, and fell asleep.

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.