You can spy on many things that are invisible to the naked eye.

This kind of divine soul power belongs to the divine soul power of a Qi Practicing Taoist priest.

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Realm branch·External feeling of the soul: Wherever the external feeling of the soul reaches, within a radius of fifty meters, everything, no matter how big or small, seems to be reflected in the eyes. At the same time, this kind of soul that contains the power of the life soul is also born.

The power to see through everything.]

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"In that case."

"Just let me add a torch!"

As he spoke, Zhou Changqing's right hand shook. Suddenly, a glass bottle hidden in his pocket broke into pieces silently. Then, a drop of water filled with Yin Qi quietly gathered in his pocket.

In the right hand.

Tear!

The next second, Zhou Changqing flicked his right hand, and under the influence of his true energy, the drop of water followed a mysterious trajectory and exploded in front of Zhou Wenjian's eyes.

Cow tears can help creatures open this short-lived yin and yang eye]!

At this moment, Zhou Wenjian, who did not realize that he was being plotted, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes helplessly, and also rubbed the drop of cow's tears into his eyeballs.

Invisible to the naked eye, Zhou Wenjian's pair of amber eyes are slowly covered with a layer of Yin Qi invisible to the naked eye.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the three sun fires burning on Zhou Wen's fitness body and the one above his head quietly turned into a faint green flame.

Yin and yang eyes open!

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Suburbs.

Outside an abandoned villa.

Second floor of the villa.

A black inverted triangle sculpture hanging on the wall was shining slightly with a burst of black light.

"Boom!"

At a certain moment, a black magic circle of light suddenly appeared around the floor of the second floor.

In the dark, this magic circle with black brilliance blooming all over it paused, and then, two figures in black robes walked out of this black magic circle.

Although these two figures in black robes have the same clothes, they hold different weapons in their hands.

A figure in black robes holds a long silver stick in his right hand.

Another figure in black robe is holding a crystal ball with white aura in his right hand.

At this moment, these two figures in black robes were standing at the corner. Inside the black hood, two pairs of eyes glowing with green light were staring directly at the black figure placed on the wall.

Inverted triangle sculpture.

After a while.

The man in black robe held a long silver stick in his hand. He punched the long silver stick on the ground with his right hand. He raised his head and said faintly to his companions: "Witch, if there are seven more lives, this one will die."

The low-level demon pendant that seals the black-eyed demon will soon regain its power."

"But, I'm curious, why don't you take advantage of this moment to collect this low-level devil pendant]?"

Listening to the inquiry of the companion next to her, the black-robed person known as the witch played with the crystal ball in her right hand, and replied faintly: "Because, in this low-level devil pendant, something is being gestated."

There is a kind of power called the Demonic Power of Oath. If I collect it at this time, then I will not be able to obtain this new power..."

"Hanuman, as the messenger of the god of death, you should understand the power of this oath!"

It turns out that this man in black robes holding a long silver stick in his right hand is called Hanuman.

"Haha, I have inherited Hanuman's inheritance..."

"I am a Death God Messenger! And one of the components of power that leads to a higher-level Death God Messenger is the power of oaths."

"Witch, I didn't expect that you have such a big appetite? You actually want to become a great envoy!"

Hearing this, Hanuman suddenly laughed, and then a cold voice came from his mouth: "Could it be that you want to become a false god like the president?"

"…………"

"So what? Isn't it because the president has mastered that legendary thing...the Book of Eight Demons Refining Ji Gong] that he can become a false god and the president of our Weird Tales Association? Since he

I can become a false god, why can’t I become a false god?"

"Now, the president is in retreat, studying how to advance. This window period is also a critical period for us members of the association to improve our strength."

"Hanuman, don't think that I don't know. You have recently been studying how to absorb the power of incense and want to be promoted to a real great envoy!"

"Cooperate with me! Let us be promoted to false gods together."

The next second, a burst of proud words came from the witch's mouth.

"Buzz!"

Facing the witch's words of invitation, Hanuman did not answer anything, but his right hand holding the Brahma Stick was tightly contracted, and along with it, the Brahma Stick

】There was also a crisp sound of sticks.

Become a false god.

This is the lifelong pursuit of all members of the Ghost Story Association.

Because only if they are promoted to become this false god can they survive in this world forever.

After all, as the illusory existence of the Yanling clan, if they want to live longer, then they must let themselves become legends and become a false god with the help of the power of praise from countless sentient beings!

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The other side.

Inside the public housing gate.

"You, stretch out your hands!"

Finally, when Zhou Wenjian walked up to Zhou Changqing, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shouted to Zhou Changqing with a wary look on his face.

However.

Zhou Changqing seemed not to hear it, but pointed at Zhou Wenjian's back and said with a half-smile: "Ah, is there another partner behind you?"

Behind me, is there a partner?

Hearing Zhou Changqing's words, Zhou Wenjian's face was stunned, and then he suddenly quickly stepped back. After taking three steps back, he turned around with a serious expression!

Words,,,version.】

The next second, the scene he saw in front of him immediately sent a chilling chill down Zhou Wenjian's back!

A figure with legs suspended in mid-air and a body filled with black gas is appearing at the door of a public housing estate!

"Long hair? Isn't the long hair dead and curled up?"

At just the first glance, Zhou Wenjian recognized who this figure with legs dangling in the air was.

It was the gangster that Zhou Wenjian and Jiayi were chasing not long ago.

However, Zhou Wenjian clearly remembered that the gangster was already dead because of an accident.

"Wait a minute!"

"Dead?"

"Then, doesn't it mean that the guy in front of me is not a human, but a ghost?"

In an instant, after Zhou Wenjian realized this, he hurriedly raised the .38 firearm held in his right hand, trembling, and stammered: "Hey, Changmao, I...I don't care about you.

Is it a human or a ghost? You, please stay back and don’t come closer..."

Hearing this, the ghost figure with his legs suspended in mid-air and a concentric magic circle engraved on his forehead smiled sinisterly. Then, his figure suddenly flew towards Zhou Wenjian like a breeze.

.

Whoosh!

When he saw this long-haired ghost flying towards him, Zhou Wenjian no longer hesitated, and hurriedly pressed down the 1.38 gusset plate with his right hand.

Amidst the splashing fire, three rotating bronze bullets shot straight towards the body of the long-haired ghost figure.

Whoosh!

However, these three rotating brass-colored bullets passed through the body of the shaggy ghost and hit the door of the public housing, splashing a piece of broken wood chips.

Although he was shot by these three bullets, they had no impact on Changmao, who had become a slave of the devil.

Whoosh!

In mid-air, the long-haired ghost continued to fly through the air, and then, with a ferocious look on his face, he rushed towards Zhou Wenjian.
To be continued...