Evil Spirit World: I Push This World with My Flesh

In the endless snow.

Looking around, villages, dead trees, snow, strange rocks, and landscapes of various colors are piled up and intricate.

On the side of the road, you can see the corpses of tragic deaths at any time, and no one collects the corpses.

In the distance, a black figure was rapidly swept away at an unimaginable speed.

Every step down, the body will disappear from the spot like black lightning in an instant.

In the next moment, he will appear in an area dozens of meters away, and his body flashes continuously, as if he is teleporting for a short time.

Finally, this black figure swept for dozens of miles in a row, and stopped directly in front of a damaged village.

Jiang Dao was dressed in snow-white sable fur, with long black hair and thick black hair. He carried two unusually large blades on his back. He let out a breath of white breath and took out the map that Linghu Laodao had drawn for him. , after a careful comparison, looked up again.

According to the map instructions, his current position should be infinitely close to the range of Fenglin City.

However, along the way, the expansion of the Southern Sky Alliance has exceeded Jiang Dao's expectations.

Along the way, he encountered at least seven or eight waves of spirit removal teams.

Some small families of spirit scavengers are facing the expansion of the Southern Sky Alliance, and they have no resistance at all.

There were at least three or four gore and fights along the way.

Even when he was on his way, there were spirit-removing people who didn't know whether to live or die trying to test him.

But the results are predictable.

Jiang Dao just squeezed it casually, and then crushed the man's neck on the spot, Chi Yang Zhen Qi steamed the other's internal organs clean, and the dead couldn't die again.

"Fenglin City, we should go a little further east..."

Jiang Dao muttered to himself.

He carefully collected the map and began to continue on his way.

And so, another three days at full speed.

Jiang Dao finally completely entered the range of Fenglin City.

Fenglin City is not big, but it has jurisdiction over an area of ​​800 miles.

As soon as he entered this area, Jiang Dao felt that there were significantly more spirit slayers in all directions.

Not only that, but he also quickly learned some other news from the mouths of these spirit slayers.

That's the invitation!

If you want to participate in this auction, you must have an invitation card, otherwise, you will not be allowed to enter at all.

This made Jiang Dao frown directly.

There is no doubt that those who can be sent invitations by Fenglin City must be those famous spirit removal families.

They are either one of the thirty-six destiny royal families, or one of the seventy-two ancient bloodlines.

As for those loose cultivators, there is no such qualification at all.

After all, the only people who can afford the price are estimated to be the royal family of destiny and the ancient bloodline.

"Damn... If I can't even enter the auction, what's the use of me being here so early?"

Jiang Dao's heart rolled.

However, in order to confirm, he still entered Fenglin City specifically to inquire further.

Unfortunately, the results of the inquiries were exactly the same as those heard outside him.

You need to hold an invitation card to enter the auction.

At that time, Fenglin City will provide a special hidden place, and a special person will be responsible for guiding the way on the day.

As for the official start of the auction, no one knows where the hidden place is.

This time, not only Jiang Dao frowned, but all the other spirit-eliminators who came from distant areas, Sanxiu, and some people who came in a hurry and were not sent invitations, all frowned.

Jiang Dao pondered in his heart, and did not leave immediately, but planned to observe it in Fenglin City for a few days.

Anyway, he never thought of going to the real auction.

Even if he couldn't get in, he would have to know whose gong and hammer belonged to the night watchman.

Jiang Dao circled the city twice, and basically understood the environment in the city.

He ran outside the city for two more laps, remembering all the terrain around him.

After doing all this, he returned to Fenglin City again, preparing to find an inn and settle down temporarily.

The auction will be held on February 15th.

Today is only February 12th!

He came in the whole morning for as many as three days.

So for the rest of the time, he just needs to wait quietly in the inn. Of course, it would be even better if he could sneak into the auction.

In this way, being able to see the representatives of the various forces with his own eyes will make him more confident.

However, when Jiang Dao was looking for the inn, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he silently hid behind a group of people.

Master Qingsong!

He actually saw Daoist Qingsong.

In addition to him, there was a middle-aged man in a black robe with a strange appearance, and a girl in a red dress.

But that girl obviously has an invisible Yin Qi on her body!

Clearly a monster.

"People from the court have also come, and they should have been invited too..."

Jiang Dao thought.

He didn't mean to come forward to say hello.

Now that he has decided to **** it, it is natural that the fewer people know about him, the better.

He didn't want to meet any acquaintances here.

On the street in the distance.

The middle-aged man in black robe walked along with Daoist Qingsong and the girl in red skirt, preparing to meet with other secret agents of Shenwumen.

But while walking, suddenly, the black-robed man frowned, feeling in his heart, he turned back and glanced directly, a pair of eyes of different colors looked around in the crowd, surprised.

"What's the matter, captain?"

Daoist Qingsong said suspiciously.

"I just felt like someone was watching us."

The middle-aged man in black robe looked around in the crowd, but he never found the source of that gaze, and even that gaze gradually disappeared.

After watching for a while, the black-robed middle-aged man couldn't find anything unusual.

"I hope it's my delusion, let's go!"

He turned around and continued walking forward.

The girl in the red dress on one side and Daoist Qingsong looked behind at the same time, frowning.

This captain's [Yin-Yang Divine Eye] rarely makes mistakes. Not only is his eyesight amazing, but his own mental power has already surpassed the third turn of the dragon level, reaching the point of the first turn of the **** level.

He can feel this way, most of them are really staring at them.

And the strength of that person must be stronger than their captain.

"It seems that this auction in Fenglin City is really not trivial~www.wuxiax.com~ Not only did we encounter so many ghosts and snakes along the way, but even entering the city was uneasy..."

The girl in the red dress whispered.

"Don't care, don't ask, do your own business, and ignore everything that has nothing to do with us."

The middle-aged man in black robe said.

The two nodded lightly and left the place.

Behind him, in an alley.

Jiang Dao's body emerged again, frowning slightly.

What a keen sense!

The strength of this black-robed middle-aged man should be at the third rank of the dragon level!

But his perception is at least a god-level turn.

Jiang Dao watched them from a distance, until they were completely gone, he chose a direction again and began to look for the inn.

Not long after, he found a large inn in the other direction of the city.

Jiang Dao looked up and entered directly.

Fortunately, the operator of this inn is a mortal, and he is still more interested in yellow and white things.

Jiang Dao paid a few taels of silver and stayed at this inn temporarily.

After entering the inn, he removed the two giant blades from behind him as usual, sat cross-legged on the bed, showing contemplation, and then looked at the panel in front of him again.

Previously, he had been in retreat for six consecutive days in the Raging Flame Gang, and within six days, the divine artifact within his body overflowed with a dozen drops of red blood.

Under the transformation of these dozen or so drops of red blood, his panel has already changed again.

Even his body has undergone further invisible mutations.

Strength: 128 (has broken through the physical limit, the degree of mutation is 97%)

Speed: 108 (has broken through the physical limit, the degree of mutation is 86.0%)

Spirit: 38.8 (has broken through the physical limit, the degree of mutation is 49%)

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