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

"Little brother, have you ever relieved your anger?"

The old celestial master was safe and sound, still sitting on the ground, motionless, "If the behavior of the old dao makes the little brother feel disgusted, the old dao is deeply sorry, but the evil spirit is in my body now, I can't suppress it for long, please borrow some red blood as soon as possible." Give me the blood, otherwise it doesn't matter if the old Taoist dies, it's just that the common people are the ones tormented..."

"Jiang...Brother Jiang, how about...how about lending some blood to the old heavenly master?"

Daoist Qingsong on one side also couldn't help but persuade him.

In case the old master is really exhausted and the evil god comes out of his body, then the two of them will not even want to live.

Jiang Dao moved his wrist, his face indifferent, "As expected of a senior, after all, I am powerful, but I still have the strongest form and I haven't used it. The few blows just now are only [-]% of my strength. If the senior is not dead, I can feel free to come later." If you trouble me, this junior will take over all of them!"

He turned around, grabbed a few ordinary people, slashed their wrists, forced out some of their blood one by one, flew towards the old heavenly master, and landed in the small bowl in front of him.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead... The world of old ways is finally over..."

The old heavenly master sighed softly, looked at Jiang Dao with two eyes of different colors, and said slowly, "Little brother, you are not a spirit remover, are you?"

Jiang Dao suddenly sneered, "Since senior knows, why do you need to ask more?"

The old master was silent for a while.

"well…"

After he said two good words in a row, he looked away and said no more.

Jiang Dao gave him a cold look, alert.

After noticing that the old celestial master was not acting abnormally, he turned around and left here immediately.

Don't look at him playing well just now, but the shock in his heart is not inferior to Taoist Qingsong!

This was the first time someone could receive three heavy blows from him head-on and survived.

This power gave him an unfathomable feeling.

"Daoist, what kind of realm is this old celestial master?"

Jiang Dao whispered.

"It must be [God level], but I don't know what turn it is in."

Daoist Qingsong said in shock.

"God level…"

Jiang Dao's heart was surging.

Really scary!

However, sooner or later he will reach this realm!

"How many turns of the god level can compete against the evil god?"

Jiang Dao asked again.

"This... I don't know either."

Daoist Qingsong smiled wryly.

This kind of thing is too far away from him, and it has been imagined for more than ten thousand yuan in his life.

Jiang Dao fell silent, stopped talking, and rushed all the way down the mountain.

Next, he was going to find the old Taoist priest, so he left here immediately.

But if he really can't find it, then he won't continue to waste here.

Chapter 198 Humanoid Troll, Jiang Dao

Downhill area.

In the dense and rolling mist.

The Seventh Prince of Dayu, the ancestors of the two corpse demons, and the old Taoist finally reunited here.

Everyone was out of breath and bloodstained.

Especially the Seventh Prince of Dayu and the ancestors of the two corpse demons had gloomy eyes.

They actually got more and more confused here, and they haven't walked out of the town yet.

Walking through the streets one by one is like a maze.

"Sacrifice Linghu, this is your small town in Tianshi Mountain, you should know how to leave, right?"

A corpse demon ancestor stared at the old Taoist priest who had just appeared with cold eyes, his voice harsh.

The old Taoist's face was ugly, he looked at the thicker and thicker fog around him, shook his head and said, "The combination of virtual and real has disturbed our sight, coupled with the lingering ghost fog, even if I am a veteran, I will not be able to find a way out in a short time , otherwise, how could you meet us here?"

They had been hiding on the mountain before, but they came here because they saw the sun burning down the mountain.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they went down the mountain, the fire burning in the town had been extinguished so quickly that they were lost in the town for a long time.

Not long ago, they smashed a wall, and only then did they join the Seventh Prince of Dayu and others.

Unexpectedly, the seventh prince of Dayu and others were also trapped to death here.

"We can't drag it on like this. The surrounding environment is getting weirder and more evil spirits and monsters are gathering here. If we drag it on, we may really never be able to get out!"

The Seventh Prince of Dayu glanced around, "Let's find a way out together. At this moment, I hope that everyone will stop hiding. No matter what means, everyone will use it!"

An old Taoist from Tianshi Mountain next to him suddenly sighed and said, "We shouldn't have provoked this disaster..."

As soon as the words fell, Priest Linghu's expression darkened.

The two corpse demon ancestors also thought of the previous scene, their eyes turned cold, and they looked at Priest Linghu in unison.

Not long ago, when they were about to leave Tianshi Mountain, the evil god revived and broke through the seal. It was not too serious at the time. It was the old Taoist who detonated a holy artifact at a critical moment, which alarmed the evil god, which made the evil god Angry, the evil domain enveloped the entire town, trapping everyone.

This old man clearly wants to drag them all into the water!

"As expected of the person who is most likely to become the new celestial master, the method is ruthless!"

A corpse demon ancestor gritted his teeth and sneered, watching Priest Linghu.

Priest Linghu didn't say a word, his face was gloomy.

"Okay, this time is not a time for civil strife, wait until we find a way out, and then talk about the future!"

The Seventh Prince of Dayu spoke coldly.

The two corpse demon patriarchs were filled with hostility, and they snorted coldly, but they didn't say anything more after all.

The old Taoists beside him also sighed secretly and stopped talking.

...

time passed.

I don't know how many hours have passed.

In a dark and rugged alley.

Jiang Dao and his wife led a group of survivors along the way, their brows becoming more and more wrinkled.

Obviously, they also encountered similar lost incidents here.

The environment in the town changed too fast.

So much so that when the two returned the same way, they didn't see any of the scenes they were familiar with before, as if they were in a dilapidated ruin.

"what…"

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the dense fog.

Both Jiang Dao and his pupils shrank, and they looked in the direction ahead.

"It's that voice again."

Daoist Qingsong paled and said in horror, "Since we went down the mountain, this... How many times has this happened?"

In the dense fog, it seemed that there was some extremely strange phantom staring at them.

On their way down the mountain, from time to time, there were bursts of screams resounding in the depths of the fog around them.

At the beginning, they will go to check.

But when they arrived at the place, they found that there was nothing there except a corpse.

What's even weirder is that every time they chased along the sound, they would chase to an extremely strange area.

It was as if that shrill scream was deliberately leading them into the depths of the mist.

But until now, they haven't been able to find out what is that dark thing?

All he knew was that the opponent attacked very quickly, and there was nothing but a corpse left on the scene.

"Damn it, you're molesting me, don't let me catch you, or I'll tear your bones apart and crush your corpse!"

Jiang Dao's face was gloomy and his tone was terrifying.

They didn't pay attention, but continued to walk in this strange area.

In order to mark the direction, Jiang Dao kept leaving marks along the way.

When encountering some walls blocking them, they directly shattered all those walls, leaving nothing behind.

As they go along the way.

Some time has passed!

Boom!

Suddenly, bursts of low-pitched roars came from the ruins ahead, shaking all directions.

The ground trembled faintly.

There was a strong wave of sacred artifacts and spiritual power.

Jiang Dao and the two immediately raised their heads.

"It's the breath of the sacred weapon, is there someone else in front?"

Daoist Qingsong said in surprise.

"Could it be that old way?"

Jiang Dao frowned and said, "Go, go and have a look!"

...

Among the chaotic ruins.

Seven or eight old Taoists, including Linghu Sacrifice, were covered in blood, and they were manipulating a white floating dust, fighting fiercely with the two corpse demon ancestors.

Not far behind them, there are a large number of surviving townspeople, dozens of them, all with horrified eyes, curled up in a dilapidated inn, looking in horror at the old Taoist guarding in front of them.

On the other side of them was the Seventh Prince of Dayu with a gloomy face and several counselors around him.

They had indeed teamed up with Linghu Sacrifice and the others, but unfortunately, shortly after joining forces, they discovered a group of survivors, and the two groups suddenly had a disagreement.

The Seventh Prince of Dayu and the ancestors of the two corpse demons originally intended to sacrifice blood to these ordinary people so as to further activate the holy artifacts. Unexpectedly, several veteran Taoists including Linghu Sacrificial all expressed their opposition.

You must know that these two corpse demon ancestors were dissatisfied with Priest Linghu long ago, and now Priest Linghu stood up against them again, which made them unable to bear it anymore, and finally the conflict was on the verge of breaking out.

The two sides fought directly and fiercely here.

The Seventh Prince of Dayu looked gloomy and cold, looked at a group of shivering ordinary people in the inn, and said indifferently, "You mortals who are not as good as pigs and dogs, Shangyi has already decided to give up on you, why are you still alive, okay Wouldn't it be better to die and do more for us?

Why do we have to force us to have civil strife, it is because of you that caused the chaos in Tianshi Mountain, if it is not because of you, Priest Linghu would not have detonated the holy artifact and dragged us into the water...you damned mortals... Wouldn't it be good to die well? "

"Forgive...forgive me, we...we don't want to die!"

A middle-aged man burst into tears, howling loudly, tears streaming down his face.

"Whoa, we want to live..."

"Forgive me, my lord, I beg you... show mercy..."

Other ordinary people also covered their faces and wept bitterly, with tears streaming down their faces.

They can't figure it out, what did they do wrong?

Why do evil spirits want to kill them, and why do these high-ranking spirit removers also want to kill them?

They just want to live...