The evil god was projected onto the wall of the palace, revealing his true face.

The huge body that rhythmically contracts and expands, as if all the darkness in the world is gathered into one black body, with countless red tubes extending outward, and those blood vessels cover this indescribable giant body with a layer of red membrane.

The vital blood vessels connected to every corner of the royal city, continuously absorbing the souls that were suppressing their pain. Countless pairs of eyelash-less eyes appeared in the sky, blinking regularly under the scarlet moonlight.

There is a forbidden aura all over his body, which is weird and ominous. Just one look at him makes one feel fear and trembling from the bottom of their hearts.

This kind of spiritual pollution directly penetrated the spiritual barriers of the psychic, polluting and distorting his spiritual world. Countless evil and corrupted whispers appeared in his ears. Even though Ah Jin was so far away, he couldn't help but have crazy, evil, and uncontrollable thoughts in his heart.

Ah Jin looked at Ying Huai and the others in the open space with great concern.

These top powerful people in the human world also appear fragile and insignificant in front of the huge projection of the evil god.

In the magic mirror, Jiang Ji saw the scene outside the royal city.

The long dead body walked out of the store, with a surprising smile of the same arc, and headed in one direction.

The broken limbs in the musical fountain moved, pulling the residents who were dancing passionately into the pool, and the chewing sounds came one after another.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the rows of houses along the coast, and the shaky doors creaked open and slammed shut.

In Bluebeard's Castle, the room at the end of the second floor was opened from the inside, and the maid in the corridor was dragged in before she could struggle.

At that moment, the densely packed ghosts broke free from the restraints of the blood moon. In the sky, in the sea, on the streets, as long as the blood moon illuminated, ghosts of all shapes and sizes crowded together and rushed in the same direction.

That place is... the royal city!

In the royal city, the old demon calmly gathered his black robe, and his figure suddenly disappeared, reappearing behind A Jin: "The driver won't participate in the battle, so the rest is up to you. Don't worry, I will take care of the round trip. Even if it's a corpse, I will take it out for you. I'm professional."

Ajin was silent and Fang Tianwen rolled his eyes.

Jiang Li raised his pistol, his eyes stern.

With a few bangs, a gloomy breath gushed out, and dozens of resentful spirits of unwillingness and pain roared towards the huge projection on the wall, but they were like bubbles falling into the sea, bursting at the touch, without causing the slightest ripple.

Jiang Li's eyes became colder and colder.

Bullets can kill spirits, but they can't touch another dimension.

Fang Tianwen took out a row of test tubes of different colors from his robe, held them between his fingers, waved his hand and shot them out, and they exploded with a snap of his fingers.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The floor was flying all over the place, smoke and dust were billowing, but the projection didn't shake at all.

Those huge scarlet eyes were as calm as dead water, watching without any expression.

“Can’t touch it?” Ji Qing peeled a tangerine peel plum candy and put it into his mouth. He chewed it expressionlessly and moved his hands wearing black leather gloves. “Ridiculous… Do you think you are a collection of a museum?”

She grabbed a handful of cocoons of various shapes from the bag at her waist and pressed them on the arm with the two-faced Buddha pattern.

Click, click.

Tattoo opened his eyes instantly, bit the cocoon into pieces and swallowed it.

Soon, the compassionate Buddha's face let out a strange laugh, while the grinning Buddha's head began to sob and cry.

The ponytail outlined a dashing arc, Ji Qing turned into a residual shadow, and punched hard at the huge projection on the wall!

Boom boom boom——

The strong wind created by the fist caused cracks in the pillar, but it also directly penetrated the huge curtain-like shadow.

Most of the wall collapsed, stones kept falling, and dust filled the sky.

There was a hint of surprise in those light amber eyes. The two-faced Buddha she planted on her body was of a high rank, and was a ghost infinitely close to the scarlet level. Even so... couldn't it touch the scarlet level?

The shadow of the evil god, which had shrunk for a moment, suddenly expanded and exploded, and strands of blood vessels rushed towards her.

The two-faced Buddha extended from her arm, and the granulations quickly grew into giant tentacles that blocked the blood vessels and dissipated themselves.

Ji Qing knelt on one knee, his arm covered in blood, his eyes showing a look of depravity and loss of control.

“Huh?” Lengmo stared at the huge shadow of the ants struggling for survival below, as if he had seen something interesting. His surprised and crazy voice echoed between heaven and earth: “Such a filthy and corrupt breath, hahahahahahahahaha, another madman who is planting ghosts, interesting!”

"So much nonsense." Jiang Li said coldly.

With a clang, he pulled out the sharp blade from the gun handle, disassembled the pistol and reassembled it into a slender knife.

The blade was one foot and two inches long, with grooves on both sides. The handle was entangled with red vines. After cutting the palm, the hot blood flowed along the two intertwined blood grooves to one place. A cold light condensed on the tip of the blade. The whole long sword seemed to come alive, breathing slowly.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, Jiang Li leaned forward to fight. He chopped down the sword high up, but it pierced through the projection of the evil god.

The entire wall collapsed completely. If it weren't for the load-bearing pillar that was still trembling and supporting it, the entire palace would have collapsed.

"You humans have an old saying: You can't look God in the eye."

"If this wasn't just one of the projections of my myriad worlds, you wouldn't even be qualified to look at me."

"However, I sense a familiar and hateful aura from you... Which old friend is it?"

The evil god's tone was like looking at ants on the ground. He didn't care whether they lived or died, he only cared whether it was interesting or not.

Ying Huai twitched the corner of his mouth with contempt, "What kind of god are you?"

He flicked his thumb and popped open the cap of the lighter, which was his usual habitual action, and he did it casually.

The fire suddenly lit up, but the flame was not the warm orange-red color that we usually see, but a pale color like the faded old photos. The world illuminated by this flame became bleak, and the temperature around it dropped suddenly.

This is just a lighter that Ying Huai can use to light cigarettes.

Although it is only a C-level cursed object, its origin is a bit unusual.

A closed spirit cage will be generated in the place illuminated by the lighter.

People outside can't come in, and people inside can't go out.

Any damage caused in this closed barrier will not affect the outside world. Even if a nuclear explosion occurs inside the spirit cage, people standing outside the edge of the spirit cage will not know what has just happened here.

This spirit cage will not be broken unless the holder of the lighter dies.

at the same time,