Crazy, dare to crack down on this celestial master

Time is running out, and the evil spirit cultivator is probably planning to use secret methods to refine the two brothers and sisters Bixi and Tourmaline today.

Before he had time to do too many repairs, Mao Jun went straight to the lair of the man who raised the evil spirit.

Qin's father and son abandoned the property in the magic city only because they had a bigger property in Yandu City. The towering buildings soared into the sky, and at the peak, there was always black air floating around that normal people could not see.

"Mao Jun, you finally came."

After finishing his mood, as soon as he stepped into the building, Mao Jun thought of this creepy voice in his mind.

"Who are you!"

Mao Jun narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.

[Affected by external forces, the spiritual power is awakened. 】

As soon as the creepy words fell, the voice of the system suddenly rang in Mao Jun's mind.

"Spiritual power? What is this?"

[For the first time due to external force awakening, I will present the first layer of "Prime Ancient Spiritual Practice Jue" as a gift, meticulous]

The voice of the system kept coming into Mao Jun's mind, and Mao Jun felt dizzy for a while, as if a force swept Mao Jun's whole body in the center of his brain.

"what……"

After a burst of severe pain, Mao Jun was surprised to find that although he closed his eyes, he could observe the passers-by constantly shuttling around.

Mao Jun opened his eyes, closed them, and opened them again.

Only then did I discover that the events observed with mental power are completely similar to those observed with open eyes.

"Awakened this level of ability."

This "Prime Ancient Spiritual Power Cultivation Jue" is divided into five levels: meticulous, nuanced, spiritual, vast, and supreme.

Meticulousness allows practitioners to see everything without looking at it, and subtlety allows practitioners to use spiritual power to expand the scope of observation. After reaching the aura, spiritual power is even more useful.

Seeing everything, as small as a speck of dust, or flying birds as far as the sky, none of them can escape the detection of spiritual power.

Mao Jun first sighed, and then squeezed out a wry smile

Today's battle has not yet been triggered, and from the system prompt just now, it can be known that the person who raised the evil spirit had cultivated this spiritual power without knowing when.

I don't even know what level his spiritual power has reached.

"Cultivating Sha, even if you fight to the death and defeat me, Mao Jun, you will have to pay the price today!"

Mao Jun gritted his teeth.

"Accompany you to the end."

As soon as Mao Jun said this, a strange laughter of "Jie Jie" came from his mind.

[The system task is opened, defeat the person who raises the evil spirit, the system reward: the level of all exercises will be improved]

The sound of the system reappeared.

"Did you make a mistake? Defeat the person who raised the evil spirit?"

Mao Jun was almost outraged by the system. Isn't this equivalent to a three-year-old child fighting an adult?
How to fight this?Even if he opens the hook, the absolute strength gap is here, isn't this courting death?

[Warning, if you do not accept the task, you will be obliterated by the system]

It is rare for the system to say the punishment for not accepting the task.

"Is this what people do?"

When Mao Jun heard this, he really wanted his life everywhere.

"Chong, today I must kill this old bastard!"

Mao Jun gritted his teeth and pressed the 99th floor of the elevator.

When he reached the 99th floor, it was time for him to fight the man who raised the evil spirit.

"Ding".

The elevator stopped on the ninth floor of No.90, and the elevator door opened slowly.

A biting chill directly made Mao Jun shiver.

Mao Jun frowned tightly, and in an instant, there was blood, the shadow of a knife, and a person lying on the ground who kept vomiting blood...

Countless pictures instantly appeared in Mao Jun's brain.

"hu~hu~hu~"

Fear was constantly magnified in Mao Jun's mind, no matter what, he was just an ordinary person.

And just now, in his mind, the man lying on the ground vomiting blood was himself.

"Nursing evil spirits, humans and gods share the wrath, aren't you afraid of retribution!"

After Mao Jun took a few breaths, he forcibly suppressed the emotion of fear. He knew that if emotions dominated this situation, he would definitely die.

No. 90, the nine-story high-rise building, has no light at all, and all the windows on the floors are closed with black cloth strips.

Mao Jun closed his eyes, and with a thought, his spiritual power instantly covered the entire room.

"I died so wrongly... so wrongly!"

"Hahaha, I died so badly hahaha, I will kill you! I will kill you!"

"Delicious prey, prey..."

The ear-piercing voice pierced Mao Jun's brain like needles.

This scene, far from looking like a normal floor, is clearly a purgatory on earth.

"Welcome to my little nest, Mr. Mao."

The man's nervous but excited voice reached Mao Jun's ears, and Mao Jun tried to determine the man's position.

"Don't rush to find me, don't you want to save them? Let's make a bet, if you win, I will let them go."

The man's voice fluctuated from far and near, as if 3D surround was turned on.

"If you lose, I will swallow you with them, hahahaha..."

The man's arrogant and sharp smile made Mao Jun feel a little uncomfortable.

"What are you going to do! If you are a man, come out and fight me openly!"

Mao Jun frowned tightly, there was clearly nothing in the surrounding area.

Where did that man's voice come from?

Could it be from the brain?

Mao Jun was startled, just about to make a move.

"Bang bang bang!"

The scene in front of him suddenly changed.

"Mao Jun, where have you been for so long, mom and dad miss you so much."

"You stinky boy, if you don't work hard, where have you been fooling around!"

The voices of the father and mother of the previous life suddenly appeared in the ears.

Mao Jun froze for a moment.

where is thisWhy does it seem like a long dream.

I can't remember what those dreams were.

"Okay, don't talk about your son, you are tired, go sit on the sofa quickly, and mom will cook for you."

The woman looked kind and kind.

And the man returned to the room cursing.

Mao Jun looked at the briefcase in his hand, a little absent-minded.

"You child, what's the matter? Why doesn't your mother listen to what you say? Put down the bag quickly."

The woman gave Mao Jun a reproachful look, and reached out to get his bag.

"No, don't touch me, don't touch my bag!"

Mao Jun stepped back abruptly, not controlling the strength of his hands well. The woman who claimed to be Mao Jun's "mother" was actually pushed by Mao Jun, and her head hit the corner of the table.

"you you……"

She was lying on the ground, her body twitching constantly.

And the "father" who had just entered the room also rushed out after hearing the sound, looking at the woman who fell to the ground.

The index finger pointed directly at Mao Jun's nose.

"Is this right! You unfilial son! How could we have a son like you!"

Mao Jun took two steps back in fear: "It's not me...not...not..."