Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

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When the evil spirit Du Wei came to the real gate of hell, another world of the island in the lake.

Those in the rear are isolated and inaccessible.

Together with Minette, they gradually became more and more hazy, and finally merged into the darkness.

The real and the illusion alternate.

at this time.

The evil spirit Du Wei is like a devil out of hell.

It looked at everything in front of it.

On his right hand, the scar that looked like a ring had disappeared.

Golden balance, pointer.

And the curse all disappeared.

Only the mask and the assimilated ocean symbols are left.

The sight passed over the evil spirit doll, that is, Annabel, and finally placed it on the five demon gods.

The devil is a conceptual existence.

It is almost impossible to kill it.

Even the evil spirit Du Wei.

It just assimilated a demon god.

of course.

The demon **** here is just an extension of power, a conceptual product, and all information clearly points to them, but in fact, it is not his deity here.

Make an analogy.

The sun's rays shine on the earth during the day, and when the night comes, the sun's rays are replaced, but it does not mean that it does not exist.

Most of the light you see is refracted from the moon.

Now, the five demon gods here are this kind of refraction brilliance.

"Seriously, I'm a little disappointed."

"But I was pleasantly surprised."

Two words were spoken from the evil spirit Du Wei.

The first sentence is for those illusions that represent the devil, and the second sentence is for Annabel.

opposite.

The illusions of the five demon gods did not do anything to the evil spirit Du Wei.

Instead, Annabel trembled slightly.

It hovered in the air, staring closely at the evil spirit Du Wei, but its gaze appeared extremely hollow, as if projected from an infinite space.

The scene became very awkward.

There is no imaginary battle.

Some are just conceptual information infections.

The evil spirit Du Wei walked upward from the depths of the ground like an abyss.

There are envelopes around behind.

Its shadow melted into the darkness.

In its dark eyes, there was an undisguised killing intent.

And the hatred between Solomon's 72 Pillar Demon God.

It's really not a day or two.

It may not be too long from the beginning to the end of the story.

But in the past and the future, in the infinite loop of time, the hatred between them has long been integrated into the destiny.

No matter what choice is made.

Whether you follow the trend or take the initiative, you will follow this path in the end.

"bring it on."

"Illusions can become reality, and falsehood can replace reality."

"As long as you have a concept about me."

"I admit that you are real."

The evil spirit Du Wei walked to the opened vertical eye and looked in.

The pupils of the vertical eyes are also dark and deep, like an abyss-like vortex, with indescribable magical intent. One glance can make people fall into it, and even the soul becomes a part of it.

then.

The evil spirit Du Wei looked at a cloud of mist again, and there was the sound of turning hands in the mist.

Even it can't see its true content.

But what is in the mist is not an antique clock, but a muddy black substance twisted together to form a filthy existence like mud.

In that mud, there are three hands intertwined.

on the other side.

It's Walaka.

It is basically the same as the demon nun.

But that terrible feeling is totally different.

Moreover, it has male organs.

Looking at the remaining two demon gods, they were a mass of nothingness and a dim and fuzzy face pattern that looked like a child smearing randomly.

The evil spirit Du Wei nodded at the five demon gods thoughtfully.

"At the beginning, Minette was probably trying to become a **** in armor, seizing your power, leading to failure and being crushed by the corpse."

Its tone is very ordinary.

There is no anger or sadness.

That belongs to Du Wei, not it.

Human or non-human, evil is not self.

Seeing this, Annabel on the side couldn't help but pause.

The breath froze immediately.

moment.

The five phantoms of the demon gods exuded a terrible aura, and some dense black silk threads constructed everything here like information.

The infection has increased.

Annabel's body instantly cracked a gap.

Even if the existence that controls it is very strong, it can't isolate a door of hell, and can also face the illusion of five demon gods.

The evil spirit Du Wei took a deep look at Annabel.

It also shot.

Directly stretched his finger towards Annabel, causing the other party's doll body to make a tearing sound, and a gap was opened again.

Look in through the gap.

The inside has long been filled with fine black threads.

have to say.

Du Wei, the evil spirit, is so familiar with this black fine silk thread.

It has the same means on its own.

Devil gods, weirdness, and even the appearance of some evil spirits, all have more or less similar manifestations.

"The reason why I came here should be yours..."

"So what are you waiting for."

"Wait for me to be sad and pity for you?"

"Stupid woman..."

The evil spirit Du Wei said ~www.readwn.com~ and narrowed his eyes.

Countless black mist emerged from its eyes, covering everything around it in the blink of an eye.

The illusion of the demon god, being manipulated, like a puppet, Annabel has no time to escape.

The entire island in the lake was also shrouded in darkness.

The light disappeared.

The whole sky can't see the stars and moon, as if being in hell.

Darkness is the product of human instinctive fear.

Fear will never disappear.

"Solomon's seventy-two pillar demon gods correspond to seventy-two gates of hell."

"If you are from hell."

"Then I am your hell."

"You can never get rid of me. You either die completely, don't even have the concept, or you become a part of me."

"So you should remember my name."

"Then...you will start to tremble and learn to fear."

Only the evil spirit Du Wei can speak.

Its sound is really indistinguishable from the sound of hell.

It's getting scarier.

More and more powerful.

...

There is a will extending from the gates of hell.

Can't see its existence.

But as it extends, I realize that it is moving.

From the altar under the city of Massas, through the endless darkness, to the ground that has been razed to the ground, and then quickly walk through.

In the end, that Will arrived at the villa in the center of New York.

The tip of a pale, slender finger quivered.

Trying to hold it hard, but desperately loosened it before holding it tightly.

"So you are not him..."

There was a woman's voice, as if it had spread from the past to the present, and there was too much sadness and pain in that voice.

finally.

The hand retracted.

Everything is back to normal.