Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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The evil spirit Du Wei was at a loss.

Its usual indifferent attitude cannot be maintained at this moment.

Just like it says.

Minette shouldn't know its name.

The other party should call His Excellency the Duke.

instead of it.

The doubts in Du Wei's heart exploded completely.

It cannot pretend not to hear.

It is impossible to ignore all this.

But at this time, other top hunters rushed up along the altar.

"You're bound to fail, you're bound to fail!"

The man roared angrily, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Right now, it doesn't matter right or wrong, only death can tell the final result.

The evil spirit Du Wei took a deep breath.

It walked off the altar.

The large shadows behind him seem to be connected in series with the dark clouds in the sky by the torrential rain as a lead.

But in the eyes of others.

At this time, the evil spirit Du Wei was like the incarnation of darkness. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on their hearts.

Every step falls.

All merged with the beating of the heart, as if the frequency reached a consensus.

In fact, this is just an illusion.

Because all of them are afraid.

The man who yelled just now had already rushed in front of the evil spirit Du Wei. He didn't know what the evil spirit Du Wei wanted to do at this time, so he could only firmly stop this man's thoughts.

"With me here, don't even try to touch Minette."

The evil spirit Du Wei looked at him indifferently, and said in a gloomy tone, "I saw something special in your eyes, do you like her?"

There was a flash of panic in the man's eyes, and then he became firm.

"How about it? I love her more than you..."

As he spoke, he took out a dice and tossed it.

This dice is exactly the same as Du Wei's dice.

Moreover, a 6 was rolled out.

The known ability of the dice is related to the number of points, and the evil spirit dies when it is rolled to 6.

Not only that.

The man also took out a lot of weird things, there were at least a dozen of them floating beside him, and there was even a silver coin.

The same item can have completely different effects in the hands of different people.

After this person finished, he appeared directly behind the evil spirit Du Wei in a weird way.

All items, together launched the attack.

The evil spirit Du Wei was extremely silent.

It stopped and took a deep breath.

I turned my head.

His pitch-black eyes fixed on the man behind him.

The latter seemed to fall into hell.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, and his face was extremely pale.

The body trembled uncontrollably.

That's because the fear in his heart was completely ignited.

The evil spirit Du Wei slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's neck.

Then push slightly.

Click...

The sound is very crisp.

Together with the strange existence that the man became after his death, his neck was also broken.

It doesn't seem very satisfied yet.

The evil spirit Du Wei casually threw the body away, and said in a low voice: "The black shadow..."

Immediately, a black figure emerged from the shadow, and two sharp knives sliced ​​across the corpse.

Instantly cut into pieces.

Blood flew horizontally and splattered everywhere.

The rain washed away the blood, rendering the entire altar extremely bloody.

As for all the items activated by the man, the evil spirit Du Wei didn't even look at it, just stepped on the bloody water and walked towards the bottom of the altar.

Wait for it to go down and stagger its position with those objects.

Whether it was the same dice, the coin, or other things, they all seemed to be oxidized, lost all their power, and scattered all over the place.

Some even fell to pieces.

"When I came here, I was in denial, I was just a passerby."

"But now, I'm disgusted."

"past?"

"Victorian?"

"Duke? Future?"

"If this is really the past,

That from now on, it won't be anymore. "

The tone of Du Wei, the evil spirit, was very cold.

It goes step by step.

The few remaining hunters are desperately trying to stop it.

But it didn't work at all.

A hunter rushed forward.

But it exploded into a blood mist.

The same goes for everyone else.

There is no one who can be treated differently by the evil spirit Du Wei than the hunter just now.

The only ones alive, besides Minette, were Corin Dawque and the hunter named Tori.

The latter has completely collapsed.

The two looked condescending, and walked down step by step, stepping on the bloody, masked evil spirit Du Wei, who couldn't stop backing away.

No one can stay sane in such a one-sided situation.

"Your Excellency the Duke..."

Corinne Dawque just opened his mouth, said something, and then flew upside down, falling into the darkness and not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing this, Tori collapsed, bent down, and prostrated himself on the altar.

The evil spirit Du Wei passed by him and walked under the altar.

Behind him, the black shadow's sharp knife slashed across Tori's body...

Moreover, a yellowed envelope was also brought out.

Not the part that was split off.

It is an envelope of evil spirits with self-awareness.

For a while, it regained its breath.

The previous messy writing and the idiocy shown were all pretended by it.

But at this moment, Envelope didn't dare to make any further moves.

Because it was the first time to see the breath of Du Wei, the evil spirit, so depressing and terrifying.

Intuition tells it.

If it dared to kneel and lick a word again, it would really die here.

...

Below the altar.

The evil spirit Du Wei looked indifferently at the woman who pulled out the long sword from her heart, exuding coldness and malice all over her body.

It asked again: "Why do you know my name?"

Minette didn't answer, instead he waved his long sword and appeared in the sky above the evil spirit Du Wei in an instant.

The long sword carried some unknown power.

Directly locked the target below.

Swish...

There is no logic.

After swinging the long sword downwards, he made corresponding movements.

The entire blade fell on Du Wei, the evil spirit.

"...you're draining my patience."

The long sword slashed across the body of the evil spirit Du Wei, but it seemed to be cutting on the illusory shadow.

Didn't hurt it at all.

Minette's pupils shrank: "This is impossible."

But just finished.

Behind her, the indifferent voice of the evil spirit Duvina sounded: "The reason why you think it's impossible is because in your perception, I can't do it to this level."

"But actually for me, it doesn't do anything at all."

The Victorian era was the heyday of hunters though.

But these people in front of them have not integrated anything about Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demon gods.

They are generally strong.

But the top ones can't reach Matthew's level.

Minette turned sharply.

But in the next second, the slender and tender neck was pinched by the evil spirit Du Wei. She wanted to swing the long sword, but found that the whole long sword was frozen.

"I don't care much about your life or death."

"Actually, you are not my opponent..."

"I'm running out of time, so let's get this over with,"

Minette's eyes widened: "Du Wei, what do you want to do to me..."

Hear the name.

The evil spirit Du Wei's eyes became more dangerous.

It says, "Look into my eyes..."