Lingtuo succeeded.

Taiyin returning to the spirit realm? The red sun executioner was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed suddenly. He stared at the screen, staring at the place where Yuanshi Tianzun turned into fly ash.

crab city

A rental house in the outer city.

With a "Ding Dong" sound on Xiaoyuan's phone, she received a message from the mysterious strong man.

"Open the altar and pray for the past without a trace."

Madoka suddenly got up and walked out of the door to the living room.

There is a blue table with bright yellow silk and satin on it. On the table are incense, talisman paper, copper coins, porcelain bowls, and grass.

Xiaoyuan lit two bright red incense candles and lit the purple incense.

Then she cut her wrist and let the blood rich in the spiritual power of the psychic drip into the porcelain bowl to merge with the black liquid in the bowl, and then she picked up a pen and wrote the characters "No trace of the past" and her birth date on the blank yellow paper.

Then take out the jade pendant engraved with exquisite patterns, and after finishing all this, place it under the scarecrow.

Xiaoyuan made a formula with both hands, closed her eyes, and muttered words accompanied by the curse of the psychic, and the writing "No trace of the past" and his birthday were burnt to ashes.

The jade pendant grabbed the scarecrow's spiritual power, and Kacha shattered with a sound, projecting a circular space tunnel in front of Madoka.

The tunnel is dark and deep, connecting the unknown.

Jinshan City, mirror world.

A few kilometers of deep pits are like sores growing on the surface. On the edge of the deep pits are broken streets and collapsed houses. This sense of fragmentation has spread to the edge of the city.

One-third of this prefecture-level city was reduced to ruins. This is because among the demigods, only the Fire Master is known for his destructive power, while the Illusionist, Night God, and Water Ghost tend to have treacherous and dangerous skills.

Human reinforced concrete cities are too fragile for this group of supernatural life forms.

Throwing aside the limitations of moral value and fighting freely, others can even collapse - the first country, wherever the battlefield is, there will be ruins.

Black clouds shrouded the sky over Jinshan City, the wind howled, the torrential rain poured down, and the heavy rain washed away the city that was turned into ruins.

Against the background of heavy wind and rain, the phantom in the south of Jinshan City is reborn, sometimes manifesting high mountains and rivers, sometimes vast grasslands, sometimes snow-capped mountains and glaciers, and sometimes vast oceans.

But in the occasional "Dragon Chant" that resounded through the sky, these illusions were instantly shattered, and the city was restored to its original appearance.

In the east, the scorching high temperature evaporates the rainwater, scorching the earth and opening up arid areas in the world of rain falling and frenzied flow.

On the west side opposite to the east, Yuanming. Hanging high, dark clouds like thick ink rolled, and there were bursts of mournful ghost cries from within the clouds.

High in the sky in the north, a stunning woman wearing a white costume embroidered with golden cloud patterns, with flags on her back, holding a spear, stands under the tumbling black clouds, with a heroic appearance.

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The eyes of the four and a half gods cast their gazes into the deep pit.

Each weak golden light rises from the bottom of the pit, and the 100-meter-high Golden Buddha slowly rises into the sky. Its body is majestic and magnificent, but it is full of cracks. The eyes of the Golden Buddha are wide open, full of chaos, violence, and bloodlust. , anger, but all the negative emotions that can be thought of can be seen from those eyes.

Master Wuhen has become possessed.

From the south came the voices of the phantom gods of the southern sect who couldn't distinguish between young and old, male and female: "The golden Buddha is the result of his true inner emotions, destroying the golden Buddha can kill him, don't try to wake him up with your dragon chant, this man It has been suppressed for many years, and today the flood broke the embankment, and the gods are hard to save." JrNovels.com