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

Just like that, Jiang Dao squeezed out a smile. He was more than eight meters tall, and like a terrifying destroyer, he searched for the jet-black cabin little by little.

...

Not far from here.

Inside a dilapidated pitch-black hut.

A huge deep pit exists.

Inside the deep pit, there is a raging black fire burning non-stop.

The ancestor of the corpse demon, whose head was covered in pitch-black death, sat in the black fire, motionless, as if he was being baptized by this strange black fire.

And not far from the deep pit, there is a spirit corpse ancestor who looks only about the size of a seven or eight-year-old child. He is covered in indigo, full of lifelessness, and there is no vitality in his body.

"Boy, this fire of corpse demon is not so easy to cultivate. Your strength is still weak now, and you can only absorb some residual flames around you, but don't worry. With your talent and blood, sooner or later you will be able to fight like your father." , sat unscathed in the corpse fire."

The ancestor of the corpse demon squeezed out a smile, and was earnestly teaching the ancestor of the spirit corpse next to him.

"It's too slow. I don't know how long it will take for me to grow into the body of a corpse demon with this absorption method?"

The seven or eight-year-old ancestor of the spirit corpse frowned, and said a little tirelessly.

"Hehe, baby, among the many descendants of my Corpse Demon Mountain, your talent can already be ranked first, so what are you not satisfied with, but if you want to feel the fire of Corpse Demon, it is not impossible, as a father, guide A little bit, let you feel it in advance."

The corpse demon patriarch who was covered in black air laughed.

"Thank you father!"

The seven or eight-year-old spirit corpse patriarch's eyes lit up and he said with a smile.

"Just stay still!"

The ancestor of the corpse demon showed a smile, leading a mass of jet-black corpse demons, stretched out his huge claws, and pressed it towards the forehead of the ancestor of the spirit corpse, and in an instant, strands of black flames poured directly onto the spirit corpse. In the body of the corpse ancestor.

boom!

The air is filled with death, and the space is distorted.

The ancestor of the spirit corpse suddenly snorted, his face turned blue, as if he had endured a trace of unspeakable pain.

"Boy, your physique is comparable to that of your big brother. If your big brother doesn't die, he will definitely be a corpse demon in the future, but it's a pity that it was killed by thieves at the foot of the mountain, leaving it dead without a whole body. Can you You must avenge your elder brother."

The corpse demon patriarch couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, I will!"

The ancestor of the spirit corpse had a painful face, his veins were bulging, and he couldn't help howling.

"Huh? Who?"

Suddenly, the ancestor of the corpse demon felt a sense, his eyes turned cold, and his huge claws retracted. At the same time, a burst of corpse demon fire flew out instantly, and with a bang, the closed black door was shattered.

outside the gate.

Jiang Dao's huge body was slowly searching from house to house, when he suddenly heard the movement, he couldn't help turning his head quickly, and quickly forced a smile, and poked his huge head over first.

"Oh, so I'm here, still practicing..."

Chapter 185 Fire Demon Tearing God's Hand

In the dilapidated room, flames were raging.

Extreme sun fire filled the air.

The ground was burned by terrifying flames, and there were many loopholes.

In Jiang Dao's right claw, he suddenly grabbed a corpse demon ancestor with a painful face. His chest was sunken and his limbs were broken.

The raging sun fire drilled into its body, like the biggest nemesis, making it extremely painful.

As for the original spirit corpse patriarch, it had already been turned into a puddle of mud, stuck to the wall, covered by flames, and the dead could not die again.

"Ahem...you...you don't want to know the whereabouts of the other zombie ancestors from me, they...they will avenge me..."

The ancestor of the corpse demon in his hand had a hoarse voice, roaring with difficulty.

The terrible extreme sun fire burned into its internal organs, causing its original internal organs that were as tough as iron to begin to melt.

The pain in his throat was so severe that he couldn't even make a sound.

"Stubborn, if they want to avenge you, they came here when I made a move just now, and they haven't come yet, so they should run away first?"

Jiang Dao said.

"Yes, they will avenge me..."

The corpse demon patriarch spoke again.

Snapped!

Jiang Dao didn't bother to say much, and slapped him across the face, smashing the head of the corpse demon patriarch on the spot, and then his entire body burned completely.

Jiang Dao casually threw the corpse demon patriarch's body aside.

He frowned, his eyes were piercing, and he looked towards the remaining small black rooms, revealing his thoughts.

Could it be that the other corpse demon ancestors are not on the mountain?

Otherwise, with such a violent commotion just now, why didn't a corpse demon ancestor come over?

"Either they are not on the mountain, or... they are all asleep."

If it's the latter, that's great.

He can crush all these corpse demon patriarchs to death without any effort.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Jiang Dao felt a sense and turned his head suddenly.

A red phantom flashed past from a distance, and fled towards the small black room in the distance.

Evil spirit?

Jiang Dao's huge body crossed in an instant, and his speed was not limited at all because of his huge size, but made the speed faster than before.

Boom!

The black wooden plank exploded, the yang flames blazed, and the yin qi collapsed.

After meeting each other, Jiang Dao shattered the small black room and appeared in the room.

I saw that the interior of the room was empty, except for a coffin, there was only a painting on the wall left.

Jiang Dao turned his head to look at the scroll on the wall.

I saw a bustling market on this picture scroll, which is extremely lively and crowded, with countless figures, including street traffickers and pawns, and dignitaries in the attic.

There is also a group of welcoming teams and a group of mourning teams.

The streets are crowded together, and the paintings are vivid and dynamic.

Jiang Dao frowned slightly, then looked at other things in the room.

Just as he was looking at other areas, suddenly, on the scroll behind him, a man in a groom's suit with red embroidery on his chest blinked and looked at Jiang Dao.

Sensing that Jiang Dao turned around suddenly, it hastily kept still.

"Interesting, let's see how long you can pretend?"

Jiang Dao grinned grimly, and inserted his palm the size of a dustpan into it in an instant.

boom!

The extreme sun divine fire spread, and instantly burned blazingly.

Immediately, there was an incomparably shrill scream in the picture, chichi smoked, hoarse, and a distorted red phantom was caught out of the picture scroll by Jiang Dao on the spot.

It is a strange evil spirit wearing a blood-colored robe, with a strange and pale face, and its face is only two fingers wide. Thick gouache.

This weird face alone is enough to scare a group of people to death.

"Forgive me, don't kill me."

The strange evil spirit screamed.

Jiang Dao took a look at the evil spirit, and said with a smile, "You are also from Thirteen Corpse Demon Mountain? Very good, I finally met someone alive. I want to go to your corpse demon ancestor to do a few things, you give I will lead the way."

"The corpse... the ancestors of the corpse demon are... all in a deep sleep, and I... I don't dare to disturb them."

The weird evil spirit said pitifully.

"Huh? Don't worry, I will definitely not say that you led the way. Just take me there, and don't ask about other things."

Jiang Dao smiled, and a burst of extreme yang divine fire poured into the evil spirit's body in his hand, locked his body, and forced him to walk outside.

This group of corpse demon patriarchs was actually sleeping like he thought.

There is simply no better news than this.

If he can save effort, he must still think about saving effort.

The evil spirit was extremely painful from being burned by his extreme sun fire, and his whole body was whistling and smoking, but he didn't dare to refuse in the slightest, so he had to lead the way for Jiang Dao himself.

all the way through.

Jiang Dao's spiritual power was always watching his surroundings.

Although the evil spirit said that the other corpse demon ancestors were sleeping, it's still safe, what if someone wakes up early?

Fortunately, I walked all the way without encountering any abnormalities.

Jiang Dao was a little surprised that things went smoothly.

After passing through several dark buildings in a row, finally, this evil spirit led him into an extremely inconspicuous hut.

"Yes... there is a corpse demon ancestor sleeping in it..."

The way of the evil spirit's weakness and fear.

Jiang Dao's eyes lit up, and he glanced away, only to see that there was nothing in the dark hut, except for a thick blood-colored coffin, and the surrounding was gloomy and unspeakably cold.

"It's in this coffin?"

Jiang Dao smiled.

"Yes, it is."

The evil spirit replied.

Jiang Dao squeezed out a smile, and the other palm moved to the extreme in an instant. The entire palm was rapidly twisted and enlarged. A layer of golden and yellow extreme sun fire appeared on the palm, and all five fingers became like daggers made of divine iron. Like, the light is dazzling.

Fire demon tearing God's hand!

Boom!

The body flashed past, and the terrifying claws smashed the coffin instantly, and the terrifying claws directly grabbed a corpse inside.

The corpse was extremely burly, covered in black hair, and covered in corpse aura. It was originally in a deep sleep, when a terrible crisis struck, it seemed to have a sense instantly.

Just when a pair of blood-colored pupils opened, Jiang Dao's sharp claws directly inserted into the top of its skull. With a puff, it shattered its head. The flames blazed and smashed into its chest.

The corpse demon patriarch was killed in a deep sleep by Jiang Dao's paw before he could even make a pitiful scream.

boom!

The entire corpse was burning, covered by the terrifying extreme sun fire, melting rapidly from the inside out, emitting corpse gas.

puff!

Jiang Dao pulled out his palm again, the golden divine fire was burning, the flames gradually extinguished, and the blazing yang energy was gradually restrained by him again.

With a cruel expression on his face, he looked at his palm, then at the strange evil spirit in his right hand who was dumbfounded by fright, and said with a smile, "Let's go, where are the three heads?"

The evil spirit was trembling and terrified, "Master, after you kill these ancestors, can you...can you spare me?"

"Hey, I'll forgive you if you're obedient."

Jiang Dao showed a kind smile, and gently stroked the head of the evil spirit with his huge palm.

"I... I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

The evil spirit screamed in terror.

Ah!