Evil Spirit World: I Push This World with My Flesh

Under the dark and gloomy cave.

The four figures jumped down and landed steadily below.

They glanced at each other and quickly frowned.

Right now, a black passage unexpectedly appeared, leading straight to the distance, with a height of three or four meters. Jiang Dao had to bend over to stand.

In the black passage, you can clearly smell the unspeakable rancid smell

Monk Fayuan watched carefully and said, "This is it!"

He took the lead, and immediately rushed towards the depths of the passage.

The rest of them quickly followed behind.

The entire black passage is unusually deep.

Continuously rushed out hundreds of meters.

They stopped suddenly.

In front of them, there was a huge underground space, seven or eight meters high, as if it had been hollowed out by someone.

A bronze mirror the size of a normal human head is quietly floating in this area, emitting a faint green light.

Around this mirror.

It was three monks wearing orange-yellow monk robes with extremely shriveled bodies, forming a magic circle, forming a triangular shape, and firmly surrounding the mirror.

They squeezed the seals with their hands, and their bodies were motionless, like three sculptures, without any breath.

"It's the three masters Xuanyu, Xuanhai and Xuanfeng of the Old Buddha Temple!"

Jiang Wu narrowed his eyes and said in surprise.

"Three uncles!"

Monk Fayuan hurriedly shouted.

Soon they discovered the strange bronze mirror surrounded by three monks.

The dark green ancient mirror is motionless, with light flowing on the surface, inlaid with two average-sized yin-yang copper fish, connected head to tail, and connected together, giving it a mysterious and simple feeling.

Bai Jingting didn't even think about it, but suddenly raised his hand and pointed.

With a scoff, the resentful spirit that had just disappeared reappeared again, dressed in indigo, with a strange smile, and rushed towards the ancient bronze mirror.

As a result, just as the wraith pounced on him, a light flashed on the ancient mirror.

brush!

The next moment, an identical wraith was copied, also with a strange smile, and quickly rushed to join Bai Jingting's wraith.

boom! boom!

The two wraiths collided directly and began to fight.

"The copying ability of the mirror is still there!"

Jiang Wu exclaimed in shock.

Jiang Dao frowned, suddenly thinking of a serious matter.

This mirror is so weird that even the wraiths can be copied in an instant, so what about the three eminent monks?

Have they ever been copied?

And the people in the town before, haven't they been copied?

Just when Jiang Dao was suspicious, he suddenly felt something in his heart and quickly looked behind him.

Bai Jingting, Jiang Wu, and Monk Fayuan also sensed something was wrong and turned their heads quickly.

Behind them, in the deep and dark passage, black figures suddenly appeared, their bodies swaying, and they gathered around quickly.

After seeing clearly, several people's expressions changed at the same time.

This single figure was actually all the former townspeople.

There are not only these residents, but also copies of several of them.

Jiang Dao, Bai Jingting, Jiang Wu, Monk Fayuan, farmer, middle-aged beautiful woman, Wu Cang are all included,

There are even more than one replica, but two or three.

Each replica has a weird smile on its face, green light in its eyes, and an indescribable evil charm.

"I knew it would be like this!"

Jiang Dao's heart sank.

His gaze scanned the crowd, and suddenly he discovered something even more terrifying.

Behind the group of replicas of the townspeople, there unexpectedly appeared a group of densely packed figures, lined up, each with a strong smile on their faces.

Judging by the appearance, they are actually those three eminent monks!

There are a large number of people, at least nearly a hundred people in total.

This shows that every eminent monk has been copied dozens of times.

Soon, Bai Jingting, Monk Fayuan, and Jiang Wu all noticed this scene and were horrified.

"Oops, the three masters have been copied!"

"Uncle, my three uncles have been copied so many times, what kind of strange power does this mirror have?"

"They're coming!"

I saw that group of densely packed figures, with bursts of strong smiles, rushing towards Jiang Dao, Bai Jingting, and Monk Fayuan, all of whom were full of sinister aura.

Jiang Dao's eyes turned cold, and the two unusually wide giant blades were grasped in his hands in an instant, making harsh sounds.

"Several, don't keep your hands, let's do it!"

Boom!

Jiang Dao's huge body rushed directly towards these replicas, his body seemed to be burning, and the blazing yang qi and blazing yang field spread out in an instant.

Like a bright burning sun, it emerged instantly.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Jiang Dao slashed as soon as he came up, with a roaring sound, and swung his two extremely sharp and wide giant blades, which were almost invincible, shaking the world and crying ghosts and gods, and contained an unknown amount of power.

For a moment, the stump was broken, and a large amount of blood flew indiscriminately.

It's like a humanoid meat grinder.

With Jiang Dao's physical body combined with such a terrifying weapon, under the slashing and slashing, all blockers were as if made of foam, vulnerable to a single blow, and shattered one after another.

At the same time, Bai Jingting and Monk Fayuan didn't keep their hands back, and rushed towards the numerous clones one after another, making even more violent roars.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the strength of their own clones is not high.

It's not perfect yet!

There is still a big gap from the real body.

I just don't know to what extent the replicas of the three eminent monks have reached.

After all, each of them has been copied dozens of times.

Boom!

Jiang Dao directly blasted a bloody path, with surging muscles and ferocious bone spurs, he swung two extremely terrifying giant blades in turn, and killed the replicas of the three eminent monks.

But as soon as they fought, Jiang Dao's expression froze.

The replicas of these eminent monks are each extremely powerful.

At least dragon-level strength!

"die!"

Jiang Dao yelled.

Boom boom boom boom!

The Twelve Styles of the Extreme Demon Sword!

Crazy cut!

In an instant, ninety-nine and eighty-one knives blasted towards these replicas like a terrible whirlwind. The long knives were like lightning, invincible, and there was nothing that these two giant blades could not cut through.

Facing the two giant blades, everything was instantly separated, and the incision was smooth.

But the clones of the three eminent monks were surprisingly terrifying, and all kinds of attacks blasted out, even Jiang Dao felt great pressure.

You must know that all his attacks are melee attacks.

But these terrifying replicas all mastered a variety of weird sorcery, both in speed and in means, far exceeding Jiang Dao's expectations.

Although his two giant blades also killed many clones, they were cut empty dozens of times.

And as his giant blade slashed into the air, Jiang Dao also suffered more than a dozen heavy blows on his body. If his defense hadn't been strengthened, he would have been injured long ago.

And that's not the worst part.

The most frightening thing was that after he blasted and killed more than a dozen clones of eminent monks, around the dark passageway, dark figures appeared again, with strange smiles appearing.

Jiang Dao, Monk Fayuan and the others showed surprise again.

Another replica!

How many of these replicas are there?

It's almost like boundless.

"Mirror…"

"Shoot...drop...mirror..."

Just when the few people were struggling to deal with it, behind the bronze-colored ancient mirror, faint waves of mental fluctuations suddenly came out, intermittently, vaguely absent.

All of them were shocked and turned around suddenly.

"It's my three uncles!"

Monk Fayuan shouted.

"Shoot down the mirror, they say shoot down the mirror!"

Bai Jingting shouted.

Boom!

Jiang Daohong made the final blow, and after flying a copy of the eminent monk again, his body resolutely backed up, and he rushed directly towards the mirror.

"Leader Jiang, be careful!"

Monk Fayuan hastily exclaimed.

In his eyes, Jiang Dao was almost a pervert.

If Jiang Dao was copied again, a few statues would come out.

That's a big problem.

However, the moment Jiang Dao rushed past, he immediately used the power of the Divine Artifact of Destiny, and with a swipe, his body disappeared instantly.

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