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

Jiang Dao glanced around and nodded slightly.

"Yan Lingtian, take me there personally, Jing Huang, you stay here and guard the formation!"

"Yes, my lord."

Jing Huang opened his mouth.

Yan Lingtian smiled wryly in his heart, and could only nod his head one after another.

Now he is held hostage by Jiang Dao, no matter where he goes, he will bring himself there, and he really doesn't know when he will be able to really escape.

Next, Jiang Dao started to move directly, carrying Yan Lingtian's body and rushing away from the cave.

Fortunately, their direction is extremely remote, and there is no one there, so Jiang Dao moved extremely quickly. In addition, he used the [Illusory Magic Art] to hold his breath, and the whole person seemed to be transformed into a shadow. The speed was very fast, all the way Roaring away towards the distance, it was really silent and extremely fast.

The entire Misty Grand Canyon has indeed become a mess. ,

Under the personal orders of the two living gods, countless people in the Grand Canyon all took action.

Including some old monsters and devils who had lived in seclusion for many years, they also woke up at this moment.

Being able to get the favor of those two old gods is also an irresistible temptation for them. Once the [Hundred Days Killing Order] is completed, they can completely let the two living gods guide them for a while. Second, it might also allow them to get a glimpse of the mysteries of the gods.

boom!boom!boom!

In the grand canyon, the atmosphere of terror permeates in all directions.

A terrifying figure constantly emerged. ,

In a remote crack, the aura of death was overwhelming. On this day, the ground cracked, and a scarlet blood coffin emerged directly from the ground. The light was shining, and it was eerie.

A large number of spirit removers all knelt down on the ground and drank in unison.

"Congratulations to the ancestors to leave the customs!"

"I heard that a living person broke in and washed the ninth crack with blood?"

A hoarse and gloomy voice came from inside the coffin.

"Yes, Patriarch, that guy's strength is frightening, extremely ferocious, and his yang energy is almost the same as that of humans in ancient times. The two gods have officially issued a killing order."

A pale-faced spirit remover said.

"Okay, pass on the order, I want to be the first to find this person!"

A terrible sound came from inside the blood coffin.

...

the other direction.

Before a mess of graves.

It was dark and filled with rancid smell.

It looks like it has been abandoned by the world.

A figure wearing a black cloak is located here, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a black ancient sword across his knees, his face is calm, and he doesn't know how long he has been sitting hard.

At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, shining with a dark golden luster.

"The hundred-day killing order has been issued again?"

"Yes, ancestor, it is said that a human with strong yang energy appeared!"

In front of the black figure, a pudgy figure knelt on the ground and spoke honestly.

"A human with strong yang energy?"

The black figure made a hoarse voice, "Interesting, I have been sitting for many years, but I still can't get a glimpse of the demigod's domain. Now it seems that this guy has provided an excellent opportunity!"

His pair of dark golden eyes suddenly burst into light, which was frightening and frightening.

He is a character at the ninth turn of the god level. He has lived for an unknown number of years and has been thinking hard about the way to become a god, but he has been sitting for countless years without a clue.

He used to beg to meet those two living gods more than once, but unfortunately, every time he went there, he couldn't even see the faces of those two living gods.

Now the chance is finally here!

As long as he can kill Jiang Dao and complete the [Hundred Days Execution Order], he can meet the two living gods and make any request.

At that time, once he gets the guidance of the two living gods, he will definitely be able to raise his level of life to another level.

...

In the cold stream.

The cold was terrible.

Xuanbing is everywhere.

This is the most terrifying and coldest place in the Misty Grand Canyon.

The temperature is below minus [-] degrees all year round, and people below the seventh rank of the god level cannot even get close to it.

However, at this moment in this icy stream, there is a figure sitting cross-legged, practicing cultivation.

He is like an ancient sky stone, and he does not know how long he has been sitting there.

It wasn't until this day that the words of the two living gods reverberated here, and the figure slowly opened its eyes, and the cold air surged all over its body, and the entire river surged.

Like a cold spring erupting, the cold air shook the heavens and the earth, freezing through the ten directions.

"Hundred Days Killing Order..."

The figure murmured to himself, full of murderous intent.

Chapter 388 The Real Man with Dry Bones

In the dense mist.

Yin Qi mighty, mysterious.

The entire gloomy Grand Canyon is like a bottomless abyss.

Jiang Dao carried Yan Lingtian, and swept all the way at a fast speed, avoiding countless eyeliners along the way, and finally arrived at the bank of the Hidden Mist Swamp half a day later.

I saw this swamp of hidden mist, which was extremely huge and could be called boundless.

Looking around, it was dark and filled with an ominous atmosphere.

There was a trace of poisonous mist hanging over the swamp.

In addition, there are huge ancient trees growing in the swamp, and each ancient tree is as thick as four or five people surrounded by people.

The strange thing is that there are black strange birds perched on these ancient trees.

This strange bird has black feathers and three heads with black light flashing all over its body. It has big rafters and the eyeballs on the three heads are completely different.

Presented in three different colors.

Looking around, there are densely packed here, at least hundreds of these strange birds exist.

As soon as Jiang Dao arrived here, he saw that there were already many figures in the area outside the swamp, and these figures came from all directions of the Grand Canyon.

Without exception, all of them came here to see the real man with bones.

Some are in twos and threes, and some are alone.

After these people arrived, none of them dared to force their way into the swamp.

They saw that they tore off the sleeve robes on their bodies, quickly wrote their purpose on it with blood, and then waved their hands to call a three-headed strange bird.

After the strange bird flew close, they would take out the delicacies they carried with them for them to eat, and then quickly tied the things they had just written on the strange bird's claws.

After the strange bird ate their food, it would flap its wings and fly into the depths of the swamp, and directly transmit the message they wanted to convey to the skeleton real person inside.

Jiang Dao looked at it quietly for a while, and couldn't help but secretly marvel.

"Senior, this swamp of mist is boundless, and the inside is covered with a large formation by the real withered bones. All the ancient trees are part of the formation. If you want to force your way in, I'm afraid it's impossible..."

Yan Lingtian on the side swallowed and said in a low voice.

"Well, if you can't force it, you can only outsmart it."

Jiang Dao nodded.

He looked at the strange birds on the big trees in front of him, thinking in his heart.

Suddenly he tore off his robe, borrowed some blood from Yan Lingtian, dipped it in his blood, and wrote on the robe.

After the lines of writing fell down, he greeted those strange birds directly.

Soon, a strange bird wobbled towards Jiang Dao.

"Quack quack..."

After the strange bird landed, it stretched out its claws and pointed to its own mouth.

Jiang Dao couldn't help but laugh.

Thinking in his heart, he suddenly took out a fist-sized piece of Yinyueguang, and threw it directly into the mouth of the strange bird in the middle. Showing surprise, he looked at Jiang Dao.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Dao quickly tied the robe with the writing on it to the claw of the strange bird.

The strange bird uttered strange calls again, then directly vibrated its wings and flew towards the depths of the swamp.

"Resurrection liquid..."

Yan Lingtian on one side was secretly envious.

This senior is really rich and powerful!

He actually took out the resurrection liquid and traded it with the dead man with bones!

But think about it, so many people are asking to see the real man with bones, if he doesn't offer some more expensive conditions, I'm afraid the real man with bones will not pay attention to himself and others.

Once this resurrection liquid comes out, no one should be able to refuse it...

Unsurprisingly.

The three strange birds swayed all the way into the depths of the swamp, penetrated the thick darkness, and slowly landed towards a big boat in the deepest part of the swamp.

This is a three-strange sailing ship, extremely huge, with a radius of hundreds of feet, like a small island, in the depths of the gloomy gray fog, emitting a scorching and strange aura.

At this moment, strange birds are constantly falling towards the sailboat.

On the sailboat, a boy was earnestly untying the robe tied to the claw of the strange bird, and his eyes quickly glanced at the blood stains on the robe.

After noticing that the handwriting on these robes could not attract him, the boy immediately threw the bloody robes aside like garbage.

In this way, the strange birds kept falling, and the strange birds kept leaving.

Finally, the strange bird released by Jiang Dao before slowly landed on the railing of the boat.

Bored, the boy carefully untied the robe on top, glanced at it casually, and was about to throw the sleeve aside, when suddenly his face froze, and he scanned it again seriously.

"Resurrection liquid?"

He lost his voice, unbelievable.

It actually mentioned the resurrection liquid!

The boy quickly grabbed his robe and rushed to the inside of the sailboat, saying, "Master, Master...someone has brought out the resurrection liquid and invited you out of the mountain..."

"Resurrection liquid?"

There was a hoarse and weird sound from inside the sailing boat. I saw a white-haired, skinny, frighteningly old man sitting here, with a pair of cold and terrifying eyes, staring at the boy. Grabbing the sleeve in his hand, he carefully examined the writing on it.

"Can you really come up with the resurrection liquid? Hehe...Boy, you can ask carefully to see if he can produce evidence. If there is really a resurrection liquid, please invite him in!"

The old man laughed hoarsely.

"Yes, Master."

The boy retreated obediently immediately. After returning to the deck, he immediately took out a special piece of paper, quickly filled it with handwriting, then quickly rolled it up, and tied it to the claw of the strange bird.

The strange bird made a piercing sound, immediately took off again, and flew out of the swamp.

Soon.

The strange bird flew from the inside, and then slowly landed towards Jiang Dao again.

This drop immediately attracted the attention of an unknown number of people.

They all showed astonishment and looked at Jiang Dao in disbelief.