Evil Spirit World: I Push This World with My Flesh

The scene in front of him exceeded Jiang Dao's expectations.

The dark and dim courtyard was dead silent.

He walked around here, but he didn't see a single figure.

During the period, the dead spirit monkey on his shoulder was also looking around, as if it had sensed the strangeness of the villa. Suddenly, it let out a series of gurgling sounds, and pointed to a room in front with both hands, jumping around anxiously, as if it had discovered something .

Jiang Dao narrowed his eyes and looked towards the room.

The door was closed tightly, but there was a different kind of power in the room, which made it impossible for his celestial master's eyes to penetrate the door directly like before.

With an indifferent expression on his face, he strode directly towards the room and flicked his fingers.

Click!

The invisible energy rushed out, and the door was blown open on the spot.

As a result, the moment the door opened, a figure with a cold face and a stiff body rushed out of the room like lightning, and with a whoosh, a palm was like a claw, shining with metallic luster, and grabbed Jiang Dao's face like lightning.

Jiang Dao grabbed it casually.

boom!

The voice is muffled.

The opponent's wrist was grabbed by him on the spot.

Jiang Dao's body was burly and tall, and even in his normal state, he was about two meters tall. He breathed a trace of scorching heat, which caused ripples in the air, and his eyes fell on this figure with indifference.

"Lord Ling!"

His tone was cold.

This is actually the spirit king during the day?

It's just that the Spirit King at this moment is very different from that in the daytime.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were dull, and the skin all over his body shone with a metallic luster, which was tough and powerful. Even Jiang Dao felt a little bit of hardness.

And after being grabbed by his wrist, the Ling King didn't seem to know the pain, the other palm was erected into a knife, and he stepped out with one step, stabbing Jiang Dao's chest fiercely.

There was a trace of coldness in Jiang Dao's eyes, and he folded it casually.

With a click, Prince Ling's grasped arm was broken by him on the spot, and he pulled it off.

Then Jiang Dao slapped Lord Ling on the cheek hard, with a bang, the muscles on Lord Ling's cheek were displaced, his facial features were distorted, and there was a rattling sound.

boom!

The body of Prince Ling slammed into the room on one side, crushing all the tables, chairs and benches in the room on the spot.

Jiang Dao frowned, looking at the arm he was holding in his palm.

Black blood was still flowing from the end of the arm, which was highly poisonous, dripping to the ground, corroding the entire ground into a disfigured state.

"Walking corpse?"

Jiang Dao said to himself.

The appearance of this Lord Ling at this moment is clearly a walking corpse.

His body is tough, his face is expressionless, he knows no pain, and he also has no self-awareness.

Such a person is simply a machine!

Suddenly, Jiang Dao felt a sense, his eyes turned cold, and he looked back like lightning.

I saw the courtyard behind him, in another direction.

Silently, another figure appeared again.

Dressed in black, with a stern face, a pair of emerald green eyes, and layers of invisible coldness permeating his body, he stared closely at Jiang Dao.

King Luo!

"You shouldn't have come here, since the daytime has already left, why come here again to seek death?

Hearing this, Jiang Dao suddenly forced a smile on his face, showing his white teeth, and said, "So that thousand-year-old evil is really hiding here?"

Whoosh!

In the room, the walking corpse who had just been blown away by him rushed towards Jiang Dao's body quickly again, and his five fingers were like iron, grasping Jiang Dao's back like lightning.

However, Jiang Dao moved a step sideways like he had eyes on his back, grabbed the opponent's wrist again, and yanked it suddenly, pulling the opponent's body from behind to in front of him on the spot.

The moment he pulled it over, Jiang Dao's broad and big hands were already directly on the opponent's cheek, and he squeezed hard with his five fingers, and there was a puff, as if pinching on a mountain of watermelons.

Even the walking corpses couldn't resist Jiang Dao's blow at all.

The whole head was shriveled and exploded by Jiang Dao on the spot,

into a cloud of powder.

Jiang Dao's broad hands were released slowly, and the headless walking corpse fell to the ground on the spot. His hands and feet were still twitching a few times, and soon he remained motionless.

"Come on, what do you want to do? Are you going to do it together with that thousand-year-old evil spirit, or are you going to do it one by one?"

Jiang Dao's tone was flat.

King Luo stared at Jiang Dao with a gloomy face.

"Young man, are you really not afraid of death?"

Jiang Dao grinned again, with sharp teeth, and said, "Guess!"

Luo Wang's eyes turned cold, and he snorted coldly, his body turned into a black lightning, which pierced through it instantly, made a muffled hula, and punched Jiang Dao with his palm like lightning.

Jiang Dao grinned grimly, and without dodging or dodging, he went straight up and punched him in an instant.

With a bang, the two slammed into each other hard, and the air in all directions surged up like sea waves, rumbling, and swept away in all directions.

But soon, a jet-black light suddenly appeared on King Luo's fist, as if it had turned into a strange black vortex, and quickly devoured towards Jiang Dao's arm.

Jiang Dao narrowed his eyes, and a cold light shot out.

"It's a mess!"

Hula!

His body began to magnify rapidly as if inflated, a piece of ferocious muscle quickly swelled up, each piece was huge, blue veins bulged, flowing metal light, the clothes on his body were quickly torn into pieces, and turned into rags , flying wildly, and in a blink of an eye, it became a terrifying height of more than five meters.

As soon as his body grew bigger, an incomparably terrifying force erupted from his arm, which shattered the strange vortex on King Luo's fist on the spot.

That's nothing.

Jiang Dao's other big hand had already grabbed the giant blade behind him, let out an ear-piercing whistling, and swept across King Luo's body as fast as lightning.

He didn't use the blade, but the blade directly.

The entire broad blade is like a black door panel, full of endless power.

Boom!

Like slapping a mosquito, he slapped him with a knife, and sent Luo Wang's body flying out on the spot. His body was distorted, deformed, his shoulders were shattered, and he smashed directly into the courtyard tens of meters away. There was a muffled bang.

"Just this little power? It's not enough to see. Where is that thousand-year-old evil spirit? Let it come out!"

With a roaring voice, Jiang Dao stepped up his huge feet and walked towards King Luo's body step by step. His other big hand grabbed his back and grabbed the second giant blade directly in his hand.

The two unusually wide giant blades were grasped in his hands, like children's toys, but they exerted unimaginable power.

"Ahem..."

King Luo coughed up a piece of black blood, and stood up again from a distance. His tattered body recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyes were gloomy, and he stared at Jiang Dao.

"What the hell are you? I've never seen anything as ugly as you!"

His tone was low.

When Jiang Dao heard his words, his face turned cold instantly, and his voice seemed to make the air start to freeze, and he said solemnly, "Ugly? Are you talking about me?"

Boom!

The ground exploded and the air shattered.

Jiang Dao's huge body appeared in front of King Luo again as if teleporting, and another giant blade swept past fiercely. This time the power was stronger and the momentum was more terrifying, like a mountain smashed past.

King Luo roared, and his whole body turned into blackness in an instant, turning into a terrifying steel form. His two thick arms slammed in front of him. At the same time, the ground under his feet was shaking rapidly. Countless ground thorns emerged, densely packed, stabbing towards Jiang Dao's body.

boom!

Still nothing works.

Jiang Dao swept across with his sword, powerful and frighteningly powerful, and sent Luo Wang's body flying out again on the spot.

And he summoned a dense field of thorns, which were also violently shaken by Jiang Dao's foot, making a roar, and with a bang, they all exploded and turned into powder.

A hot breath came out of Jiang Dao's mouth and nose, and he shook his head, "You are the first one who dares to say that I am ugly, and I will just hack you to death little by little."

"Cough cough cough..."

King Luo coughed up blood again, with a horrified expression on his face, his body was abruptly knocked back from the state of steel, staring at Jiang Dao, and suddenly shouted angrily, "You still don't do anything!"

call out!

A strange big black hand emerged from behind Jiang Dao without warning, let out a sinister smile, and grabbed Jiang Dao's head with extreme speed. ??

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