Evil Spirit World: I Push This World with My Flesh

time passed.

When Jiang Dao and the two entered the Great Mist Canyon and temporarily hid.

Outside the entire Grand Canyon, silhouettes flickered, and powerful silhouettes jumped out one after another, densely packed, with dozens of them, each with burly muscles and a huge breath.

They are either shawls, or bare-chested, or wild.

Everyone has all kinds of marks on their bodies, or golden swords, or golden lamps, or golden towers.

Without exception, they are all seed-level masters in the Underworld.

The body has been transplanted with a **** seed, and its strength is high.

"We've searched the entire 200-mile radius, and he must be hiding in the Great Mist Canyon!"

An old man with bald hair and a grim face stared at the misty area in front of him and spoke with a cold voice.

"The Great Mist Canyon... The environment inside is intricate, there are many masters, and there are even gods who can kill themselves. If we go in and search, I'm afraid that the people inside may not give us face..."

Next to him, a man with a height of more than three meters and long golden hair whispered.

He was muscular, burly, and looked like an iron tower.

On the skin, you can clearly see the blood vessels of the thickness of a finger, which is ferocious and terrifying, like a horned dragon.

"What I'm saying is, how about...notifying the ancestors?"

A tall woman, about two meters tall, asked.

She is slender, strong and powerful, with long black hair, and she has an undisguised temperament in the wild.

The others also looked at each other, their hearts tumbling, and finally nodded slowly.

In this case, it is best to say hello to the ancestors.

Otherwise, if they rush into the Grand Canyon, I am afraid that Fang Tianba will not be caught, and they will be swallowed alive by the people inside.

Thinking of this, someone immediately took out an ancient bronze mirror, mysterious and unpredictable, with simple and simple patterns on the back, and began to urge it to contact its ancestors.

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Time passed silently.

Several days passed in a row.

Jiang Dao and the thin bamboo man beside him were all hidden in the dimly lit Grand Canyon.

A few days passed, and it was obvious that the originally silent No. 9 crack began to gradually appear, wandering around.

"My lord, the time is getting closer and closer. Tonight should be the time for the mutual market."

The thin bamboo pole next to Jinghuang said.

For several days in a row, in order to ensure his own life, he had to swear a blood oath and recognized Jiang Dao as the master. Otherwise, with Jiang Dao's terrible nature, he might have killed him at any time.

"night…"

Jiang Dao muttered to himself and nodded lightly, "Okay, just wait until evening."

He was just about to see if the foggy grand canyon could get what he needed.

A few hours passed quickly.

There were obviously more and more figures wandering around.

More than several times more than before.

Not only that, but an even more bizarre scene appeared.

Pieces of misty mist suddenly rose from all directions, with a slight twist, with an ominous aura, it gradually enveloped this area, leaving only an open space with a radius of several dozen meters.

Outside this air, there is a thick fog that blurs your vision.

Jiang Dao couldn't help showing a strange look.

"On the 3rd of every month, there will be cloudy fog rising in the canyon. It is precisely because of this that everyone chooses to trade here, because in this case, if you get the treasure and turn around and leave, the probability of being tracked will be much smaller. ."

Thin Bamboo Pole Jinghuang said.

I see.

Jiang Dao nodded lightly.

Figures swayed in the gray fog, and many people gathered towards the strange air.

Obviously, the time for the mutual market has officially begun.

"Dad, is the location of the mutual market here?"

A timid voice came from the gray fog of the mist.

A young and beautiful girl shuddered, her neck shrank subconsciously, and she tightly grasped the arm of the middle-aged man next to her.

Walking in the gray fog, she couldn't see the road ahead clearly, but she could clearly perceive that many malicious eyes had fallen on her from all directions.

The eyes were full of aggressiveness, and for a while, she felt like she was not wearing clothes.

"Let you stay at home, stay at home, you must not listen, now you know you are afraid."

The middle-aged man next to him was in his forties, wearing a green robe, with a particularly burly body, a little uneasiness in his eyes, he looked around vigilantly, and spoke in a low voice, scolding the girl.

"I'm not thinking about the family business either."

The girl was aggrieved.

"Okay, remember one sentence, don't say more here, just read more, don't let people see that you are a rookie who came in for the first time, otherwise you won't know how to die."

The middle-aged man said in a solemn tone, "Most of the people hiding here are monsters, some of them are spirit-removing people who have lived for hundreds of years, and some are some thousand-year-old evil spirits, thousand-year-old evil spirits..."

"Okay, second brother, don't scare her too much."

An older middle-aged man next to him couldn't help comforting him.

"Brother, I'm not trying to scare her, it's a fact. If we dote on her blindly and let her mess around, I'm afraid even us will be in trouble!"

The middle-aged man from before said.

The man next to him shrugged helplessly and said no more.

As they approached the front, suddenly, a gloomy and tragic aura appeared not far away, as if an endless dark **** was about to swallow people down.

The expressions of a group of people suddenly changed, and they realized that they took a step back.

I saw a strange figure in a black robe walking from not far away, his eyes were indifferent, his face could not be clearly seen, and he walked towards the air ahead without even looking at them.

A black robe is hunting and flying, as if there is a strange vortex, trying to devour the souls of others.

"What a horrible smell..."

The girl clutched her father's arm tightly.

"Thousand-handed blood slaughter!"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, stared at the black-robed figure, and whispered, "It's actually him, after so many years, he's still here..."

"Qianshou Xuetu, a character from a thousand years ago, it is suspected that he has already sat on the dust to the dust, and the earth returns to the earth. He is still alive. How did he do it?"

The man next to him also looked surprised.

"Thousand-handed blood slaughter?"

The girl next to her widened her eyes in surprise, full of disbelief.

He had seen this name in ancient books at home. He was in the Great Yu Dynasty a thousand years ago. He was extremely fond of eating raw blood. Every time he appeared, he would kill thousands of people before he stopped.

A thousand years ago, in the Dayu Heavenly Dynasty, he was a well-known devil and a powerful man.

Later, the Dayu Heavenly Dynasty summoned seven or eight masters of the same level to kill him. For this reason, the major families of exorcists also celebrated.

Unexpectedly, this devil is still alive!

And hid in the endless ruins?

"Forget it, UU reading www.uukanshu.com don't talk about it, don't be heard by him."

The middle-aged man whispered.

The endless ruins have become more and more terrifying over the years.

All kinds of old monsters that have been dead for many years appear frequently.

Each can strike a chord and be amazed.

Just as they were walking towards the front, suddenly, another tragic terrifying aura emerged from the right rear, and the red light rolled, as if a sea of ​​blood was oozing out from the thick fog, causing people to hallucinate and vaguely see. I saw a lot of monsters and ghosts with their teeth and claws.

But soon these breaths began to disappear, and a thin old man with a body of only 1.6 meters walked out. He had long red hair, and his hair and beard were all red.

Strangely, there was an extra head on his chest.

It's just that this head is extremely small, only like an adult fist, with scarlet skin, eyes, ears, nose, nose, and facial features, and it looks extremely strange.

"Double-headed ghost king!"

The middle-aged man was shocked and almost exclaimed.

Another scary monster!

"It's him, and he's still alive."

The middle-aged man next to him was equally surprised.

The double-headed ghost king is not an evil spirit, but a spirit slayer, but he has developed a strange secret technique to transplant his own younger brother's soul into his body, and the two share one body.

Not only that, but his own younger brother actually grew a head.

When fighting, the head on the chest is extremely strange, and it is said that it can swallow people's souls.

This monster is a character from 800 years ago. It is said that the old Tianshi of Tianshi Mountain was killed, but he did not expect to be hiding here all the time.

The girl next to her shuddered.

This misty canyon is indeed a place where monsters like to stay.

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