Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Four hundred and sixty-three, the man in armor

The gunfire passed, and the fumes from the flintlock cleared away.

The headless priest evil spirit stood behind Du Wei.

The envelope trembled with fear.

Because it felt that for a moment, that terrible evil spirit really wanted to kill it.

Only now, the body of Alvin Daokui was concentrated by the flintlock gun, his chest was torn open, and the cold breath was gone.

Seeing this, the envelope immediately floated up: [What kind of bullshit evil spirits are just clowns in front of the master. If one master comes and kills one, ten masters come and kill ten, they are all rubbish. 】

It just turned into a dog.

Now he is too arrogant to be himself.

As a running dog, it has achieved the ultimate.

【Master... Envelope didn't realize your greatness until today. You saved Envelope from danger, and even pulled Envelope out of the camp of Twilight Bell Church, and followed you. Envelope is really lucky. 】

[The envelope is decided, next time you encounter this situation, you don't need to ask, the envelope will immediately make a wish, even if you die alive, the envelope will be willing. 】

It was extremely flattering, thinking that the evil spirits had already been shot to death by Du Wei anyway, and if they didn't show their loyalty at this time, when would they have to wait?

But Du Wei didn't even look at it, and stared at the corpse lying on the ground indifferently, the vigilance in his eyes did not decrease in the slightest.

"It's not right, there is still something in this corpse, the evil spirit I just killed is not Alvin Dauqua."

The voice fell to the ground.

A colder breath erupted from the corpse.

Another evil spirit, different from the one before, took control of the corpse.

It stood up straight, with sunken eye sockets, some dry and empty eyes, and looked at Du Wei without blinking.

Then, something completely different from before happened.

It came straight over.

Moreover, after every step, undisguised malice filled everything around him like boiling water.

It would have been night now.

The chill seeps through...

Du Wei only felt that the evil spirit in front of him seemed to have changed, and even made him feel a little threatened.

Envelopes are stunned...

【Master, don't I need to make a wish? 】

"Not for now, I'll come in person."

Du Wei's voice was indifferent, and he stretched out his hand without hesitation, and gave it a shake.

Click...

The entire corpse was bent down from the waist, as if a pair of invisible hands squeezed it out of shape.

This scene looks extremely exaggerated.

But in fact, it was the evil spirit Du Wei's ability to control objects in the air.

Even at the peak of Du Wei, the evil spirit, it can toughen the bus.

The evil spirit that appeared again was easily crushed to death by Du Wei.

But this made him more vigilant.

Alvin Dauqua had already reached the end of his life when he died, and he persisted for such a long time. The evil spirit he became after death could never be eliminated so easily.

"What's going on?"

Du Wei was puzzled, and he didn't know what the evil spirit he was dealing with now was.

And, instinct told him, this was just the beginning.

Click...

There was a tooth-sick bone rubbing sound.

The deformed corpse, which had been crushed at the waist, suddenly moved.

Another new evil spirit controlled this body, and its aura was even more terrifying than before.

It was as if there was a door inside the corpse.

When one evil spirit dies, another evil spirit will open the door and come to reality.

Looking at this scene, Du Wei's eyes became extremely gloomy. He probably already knew why this happened.

Alvin Dawque's "door" ability has imprisoned too many evil spirits.

Moreover, the door of this old hunter may be in the body.

He died in his sixties, even if he became a hunter late, at least twenty or thirty years ago.

For such a long time, the ghost knows how many evil spirits he has imprisoned.

One by one.

Can't kill at all...

"The door must be destroyed..."

A thought flashed through Du Wei's mind,

Then the lighter in the pocket flew out automatically, suspended in the air.

And as soon as it appeared, like an arsonist, it spewed out crimson flames.

Those flames seemed to have self-awareness, and they rushed directly at the rushing corpse.

At the same time, Du Wei's pupils shrank slightly, and fine blood streaks appeared in his eyes.

The whole body was immobilized.

It maintained the posture of raising its feet, and the corpse was half suspended in the air, firmly fixed at a height of 30 centimeters from the ground.

The flames crackled and burned.

Soon, the entire corpse turned into a ball of fire, and a scorching smell wafted in the air.

The Kane hunter's hopes of bringing the body back to San Bodia have largely come to naught.

If you're lucky, there may be some remains of burnt bones.

But most likely not.

soon.

The whole body was burnt to ashes abruptly.

Even the evil spirit controlling the corpse was also wiped out.

It didn't end there, however.

Du Wei stepped back quickly, his face full of vigilance and calmness.

Although the corpses and evil spirits were burnt to ashes abruptly, the surroundings became quieter, and the chirping of birds and insects that should have existed in the forest could not be heard.

The surrounding darkness exudes a terrifying sense of terror.

The envelope followed closely beside Du Wei, and its ability to go back in time made it even more frightening.

【Master...Master, it is a group, not just an evil spirit. You burned the corpse, and it seems to have liberated it instead. 】

Du Wei ignored the envelope, but backed away quickly.

But at this moment, he narrowed his eyes, turned around forcibly and looked behind.

As far as the line of sight is concerned, it is all darkness.

However, in the state of spiritual vision, the scene in front of him appeared to be the opposite of reality.

What he saw was a street, a street lamp stood alone, illuminating the surrounding corners, and looking back, it was a wooden door carved with many human faces.

When Du Wei saw the door, all the face sculptures were distorted.

There are old and young, densely packed together, squeezed and deformed.

But the corners of the mouths of every face were raised wildly, with ferocious and evil smiles.

Pooh...

The lights go out.

Everything around was once again replaced by darkness.

Hundreds of eyes looked at Du Wei eeriely.

No specific source.

Because the so-called darkness is the source of those gazes.

Du Wei stretched out his right hand, and the pointer pattern and the mask pattern on it overlapped.

The envelope clung to his clothes, and the lighter was back in his pocket.

"If I'm not mistaken, I should be inside the door now. How did you do it without even me noticing it?"