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

In the dark depths of the underground, the double-faced evil god who had been trying to hide, slowly emerged from the underground with traces of hatred and anger in his eyes.

The ground cracked and buildings collapsed.

Bursts of unspeakable terrifying Yin Qi spread out from its body. As soon as it appeared, it brought billowing death Qi, black and thick, and its whole body was more than 30 meters high. Accompanied by a thick whispering sound, it buzzed like It is countless people praying, and it seems that thousands of demons are chanting.

A single head is as big as a restaurant.

"As expected of the night watchmen, you gangsters, can't you die well? Why do you have to bother me? Why, my form is about to solidify!"

The double-faced evil god let out a venomous roar.

Especially its evil face, with blue-faced fangs, indigo skin, and sinister eyes in its eyes, sweeping to one side.

The merciful face behind it has drooping brows and eyes, motionless, holding flowers in its palm, just like the merciful Buddha enshrined in the temple.

In a small street.

A figure in a tattered black cloth robe and a black felt hat walked step by step, and the crackling sounds in his hands echoed in the world over and over again.

The double-faced evil god that had just emerged groaned suddenly, and its huge body began to become blurred for a while, as if disturbed by a mysterious signal, it became chaotic and dissipated.

It let out a roar of resentment, "Damn bitch, even if I dissipate, I will kill a group of people first, which will make your heart hurt!"

Boom!

Suddenly, the huge body rushed out quickly, carrying a terrifying white air current, smashing down a series of huge buildings, and a big hand directly slapped Jiang Dao and others not far away.

The terrifying palm force has not yet arrived, but the terrifying palm wind has already swept over.

Old Daoist Linghu and his group all changed their expressions and exclaimed.

Jiang Dao's eyes sank even more. His body, which was originally more than five meters high, suddenly swelled and became bigger, his muscles bulged, and veins and bone spurs crazily drilled out, and he became more than eight meters high in the blink of an eye.

His two arms moved forward to block hard, and all the muscles in his body gathered together, as if forming a terrifying meat shield.

boom!

The evil god's blow was earth-shattering, with a huge air current, as if a hill had been smashed down.

puff!

Jiang Dao's body was swept away on the spot, flying dozens of meters away like a torn sack.

A group of old Taoists behind him were overthrown immediately, all spurting blood wildly.

All the ordinary people let out a shrill scream, and they exploded one after another, turning into blood mist.

Jiang Dao slammed into the distance hard, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his arms were convulsed, almost fractured, all the blue blood vessels on his arms burst open, and the flesh and blood split open, revealing the white bones inside.

He was shocked and felt tremendous pressure.

The power of the evil god is indeed terrifying!

Although it is not a physical entity, this power is definitely at the god level!

Far from being able to compete with the current self.

When Jiang Dao noticed the group of ordinary people who died tragically, he just let out a sigh of relief, but didn't show any expression.

He did his best!

As long as he can protect himself, he doesn't mind helping these ordinary people casually.

But when he can't even save himself, he doesn't need any mercy.

Seeing the double-faced evil god rushing towards his body again, Jiang Dao suddenly stood up and ran fast on the ground, booming, at his extreme speed.

He casually picked up the Taoist Priest Qingsong on the ground, and rushed towards the night watchman.

As for why he rescued Daoist Qingsong alone, it was naturally because he still had three bottles of Celestial Master Divine Water with him.

Whoosh!

As soon as Jiang Dao rushed past, pieces of rubble directly exploded on the ground.

The huge double-faced evil god let out an angry roar, and his body dissipated faster, but even so, he was still running fast. The huge body moved like a hill, chasing towards Jiang Dao.

"You die for me!"

A palm the size of a house quickly covered Jiang Dao's body.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Dao dashed past, passing directly beside the night watchman.

clang!

The night watchman remained indifferent, and continued to beat the gong in his hand numbly and mechanically.

Rumble!

When the huge evil god's slap landed about seven or eight meters above the night watchman's head, it could no longer continue to slam down, as if it was fixed by a mysterious and unknown force, it began to blur and collapse inch by inch.

"Night watchman, you can stop me once, but you can't stop me countless times. When you are all dead, I will suck up this world!"

That evil face let out a roar, and a terrifying green light suddenly burst into his eyes, staring at Jiang Dao fiercely, "And you, when I appear again, you must be my first sacrifice!"

clang~~

Rumble!

The evil twisted face let out waves of silent roars, and the extreme unwillingness and resentment began to collapse rapidly.

Like pushing a golden mountain and falling a jade pillar, the huge body blurred and disintegrated little by little, turning into countless invisible streamers, flying wildly in all directions.

These streams of light are undoubtedly the power of faith absorbed before, but with the tragic death of all ordinary people, these powers of faith also collapsed and disappeared quickly.

The ghost fog in the entire town is rapidly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a blink of an eye, it returned to its previous appearance again.

It's just that there are ruins and dilapidated buildings everywhere.

The whole town has already become horrible in the previous accident.

Jiang Dao's eyes were serious, his body covered in blood, and he was panting heavily. Suddenly, the Yin Sha Xuanxin Art was activated, and the wound on his body was wriggling rapidly to stop the bleeding. He looked at the black-robed figure in front of him.

The black-robed figure turned back slowly, glanced at Jiang Dao, seemed to be puzzled, and seemed to be confused. He thought for a while, held the gong, and continued to walk forward.

clang~

clang~

The sound of the gong gradually faded away, and the thin figure walked slowly towards the top of Tianshi Mountain.

Jiang Dao stared at the back of the other party, thinking in his heart, but he didn't say a word after all.

After all, he has nothing to do with the other party!

Nor is it a person of one world!

What the other party thinks is to bear the burden of all sentient beings and selflessly dedicate themselves.

He is not that great!

He just wants to keep a trace of his own humanity, and he will help those who can help, and will never forcefully help those who cannot.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Dao bowed his head and glanced at Daoist Qingsong who was being held in his hands.

"No, it's fine."

Daoist Qingsong said with a pale face and abnormal fear.

"Where's my Celestial Master Divine Water?"

"It's...all still."

Daoist Qingsong said quickly.

"Ah."

Jiang Dao nodded and said no more.

Daoist Qingsong turned pale, and said, "Brother Jiang, then... those ordinary people... are all dead..."

"Death is death, I have tried my best, what else can I do?"

Jiang Dao said.

Daoist Qingsong fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Dao strode over, and soon found Linghu Laodao who was coughing up blood in the ruins, grabbed Linghu Laodao's tattered clothes with his huge palm, stepped forward, and walked away from here.

The rest of the veterans also vomited blood, staggered up from the ruins in the distance, looked shocked, first looked at the direction of the night watchman behind them, and then at the direction of Jiang Dao, not knowing what to do for a while.

Outside the dilapidated town.

Jiang Dao's body appeared here, and he dropped all the two people in his hands. The huge body began to squeeze and shrink rapidly, every inch of muscle was forcibly compressed, and it quickly returned to its normal size.

"Where's my Celestial Master Divine Water?"

Jiang Dao turned to look at Daoist Qingsong.

Daoist Qingsong hurriedly took out three bottles of Tianshi Shenshui from his sleeve and handed them to Jiang Dao.

Jiang Dao put them away one by one, with a calm face, "Master Dao, we are considered friends of life and death. As for the matter of me killing the seventh prince and the middle-aged woman, what do you think?"

Daoist Qingsong's complexion changed, and he quickly said, "Brother Jiang, I don't know anything, and I haven't seen anything."

He hastily slapped the center of his eyebrows, spat out a mouthful of blood, and directly cast the Blood Curse in person.

Jiang Dao was speechless for a moment.

Taoist Qingsong was as decisive as ever.

In this case, he has nothing to say.

"Teacher, take care all the way!"

After Jiang Dao said the last sentence, he picked up Linghu Laodao and walked towards the distance.

Taoist Qingsong heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Jiang Dao's leaving back with lingering fear.

The past few days have been like a dream...

Chapter 2 Return to Qianyuan City

As expected, when Jiang Dao returned from Tianshi Mountain all the way.

Along the way, the ice and snow encountered really decreased by an unknown amount.

Especially in some human gathering places, this kind of ice and snow is even thinner.

From this point of view, the previous night watchman must have walked around once.

"Master Jiang, why do you insist on taking the old Taoist away? The Celestial Master is still alive, so I want to stay here to meet the Celestial Master..."

The old Taoist couldn't help but speak in Jiang Dao's hands.

"I promised your apprentice that I would take you out, and if I didn't hand you over to them, wouldn't I be breaking my promise? What's more, whether your celestial master is alive or not has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Dao opened his mouth.

The old Taoist was suddenly helpless.

But along the way, the scenes he encountered still inevitably worried him.

a few days later.

Under the extreme speed of Jiang Dao.

Finally, he reappeared not far from Qianyuan City with the old Taoist priest in his arms.

Jiang Dao let out a breath of hot air, moved his body, and said, "It's more comfortable to go back to my own territory. It's so dangerous outside, I think it's better to hide here all the time."

But after thinking about it, Jiang Dao showed a trace of sneer again.

The evil spirits were raging, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to.

Sometimes he is unwilling to make a move, but troubles outside will take the initiative to force him to make a move.

What's more, before the double-faced evil god dissipated, he also said that he would use himself as a sacrifice, so how could he really feel relieved.

Jiang Dao carried the old Taoist priest and walked towards the city.

After not coming back for several days, the entire Qianyuan City seemed to have regained a trace of prosperity.