At the same time, some completely different situations occurred in other places on the island. The appearance of evil spirits caused heavy casualties. In addition, the world has changed so much that there are some abnormal situations on the copied islands.

In the southeastern part of the island, an Indian man covered in small holes and piercing wounds was running on the road, but with his vigorous movement, blood poured out one after another in the small holes pierced on his body.

The vitality in the body fades sharply on the road to serious injuries and escape.

On the long road, a section ahead suddenly fell into a grey fog. The Indian man obviously smelled the breath of high-level ghosts spreading from the grey fog, but he could not stop at all, otherwise there would be only a dead end.

While running in the gray fog, a ghost suddenly flashed and smeared the man's neck, but only a trace of blood flowed out, and the injury on the neck healed quickly. The Indian man obtained the A-level full-body transformation ability by chance and had extremely strong recovery power.

However, the blood-stained holes that exist on its body cannot be repaired at all, and even the blood inside cannot be stopped.

After several assassinations failed, the shape of the high-level ghost appeared on the road in front of him. The woman in a long white suit had a large number of sharp knives embedded in her cheeks. When she saw the man running towards her desperately, she was like a seriously injured large prey about to be sent into her mouth.

The female ghost in white stretched her twisted arms to her back and took out the cold pointed knife embedded in her back. The sharp knife had no handguard or hilt, and was directly embedded in the lower end into the female ghost's palm.

However, the Indian prison envoy was unwilling to fight, just to avoid a minute and a second of escape time.

When the weak man tried to bypass the other party, his arms were cut off by the sharp knife drawn from the female ghost's back. Because the weakness of the Indian Prison made him entangled with the female ghost for a long time, and the injury caused by his body continued to worsen under the extreme exercise, he eventually stopped moving on the road.

A buzzing sound rang throughout the road, like the horn of death blew in the man's ears.

The hearing of the Indian man, including the ghost, was cut off when the buzzing sounded.

In the sight of the Indian man, the female ghost in white who blocked him began to seep out a large amount of red blood spots from under her clothes, and pointed needles pierced from the inside of her face.

Even though the soul marrow is not hindered, the female ghost's body has begun to fade into stars and gradually dissipate.

The Indian man's eyes were immediately filled with despair. As the female ghost's body disappeared, the gray fog on the road quickly disappeared.

From another section of the road, a Westerner holding a needle-punched steel ball in his hand walked towards the Indian man step by step in sharp-cornered leather shoes. The sound of the leather shoes walking on the ground was extremely crisp.

Ten minutes ago, Southeast Asia was equipped with the top prison guards from various countries. All of them had been destroyed by this person, and only this Indian was left.

A senior of an Indian man dissipated all his energy before his death to buy time for him to escape, but now it seems that everything the other party did was in vain.

Watching the steel ball in the other party's hand, the Indian man's body began to slowly develop a needle-punching pain from the soul. In the center of his brown pupil, a steel needle pierced from the inside.

The body of the prison envoy was finally covered with sharp thorns and the vitality was dissipated. The Western man in a suit stood in front of him took out a pocket watch in the side pocket of the suit, as if he was confirming some time problem. Then he bent down and cut open the chest of the Indian prison envoy in front of him, and took out the main soul stone rooted in the man's body.

Meanwhile in the west of the island

The reproduction here is Sichuan Province, which is formed in the city formed by Tianfu City. Because Tianfu City has a large number of prison officials, and because of Zhang Chen's situation, the Shenhou took special care of the place, and the number of casualties was controlled within 10.

So much so that there are only ghosts scattered in the replica city.

At this moment, next to Grandpa Mao’s statue in Tianfu Square, a man with flowing white hair and flowing red eyes was leaning on wooden clogs and his hands were placed around his waist, as if waiting for something.

This person is Lu Sheng. Because Zhang Chen and Chongying left the plan, Liu Nuo's team's plan was cancelled.

Lu Sheng stationed his Majesty's Nuliang group on the broken Japanese island. He followed the gray aura of returning from China and came to Atlantis Island alone. Unexpectedly, this place had been replicated as the local Chinese island.

Lu Sheng, who is a slippery ghost, exudes the aura of the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts in his body.

Even though the ghosts scattered here were affected by the corpse and corpse rituals, they were still respectful in front of Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng did not intend to come to him directly. After all, his goal was only Ksitigarbha. Lu Sheng did not want to meddle in other people's business for facelessness.

At this time, Lu Sheng stood here waiting for Xiao Nie who was doing business.

Who knew that a sense of uneasiness came from the direction of Xiyu Street on the west side of Tianfu Square. There were nine black auras that had originally escaped from the black sun above Atlantis, and Lu Sheng could see clearly.

The aura coming from Xiyu Street actually caused the magic-retreating sword equipped on Lu Sheng's waist to start trembling faintly.

"Evil spirit seems to be a ghost that is even rarer than me. Do you dislike me?"

In the sight of the land student, a team of people dressed in very festive clothes appeared in Xiyu Street, but they all wore some weird white masks on their faces, and the formation of beating drums and drums slowly moved forward.

After a while, at the corner of the street, a large red sedan chair appeared by four strong men.

The four shirtless men all wore headbands, the two in front were wearing cow heads and the two in the back were wearing horse faces, and the scene became even more strange. The gong team in front was originally beating the extremely cheerful sound of gongs and drums. When the sedan chair appeared, the cheerful sound suddenly stopped, and after a slight change, it became a sorrow and joy of the mourning, and even brought a strange feeling.

The interior of the large sedan chair is covered by ink-colored bead curtains, and you can vaguely see a woman sitting quietly on her head with a red hood on her head.

However, Yubai's thin hand was holding a square scarf and was twisting away tears that had fallen from the corners of his eyes, as if he was extremely painful for getting married.

Lu Sheng rarely saw the way of getting married in ancient China. Although the scene at this time was so strange, it was like a rare drama for Lu Sheng, and he couldn't help but insert the trembling magic-repelling knife into the cement floor beside him.

Holding his sleeves with both hands, Lu Sheng sat on the ground casually, watching the wedding team coming from Xiyu Street with his strange eyes.

"Somewhat" Lu Sheng's eyes were not disturbed by any music, characters or environment at all, and he stared straight at the woman inside the sedan chair in front of him.

Replica of Zunyi City

Zhang Chen and the other two looked at the old man who was controlling the soul-catching gourd in front of him. Although the atmosphere between the two sides was slightly relieved by the old man's kind words, they still seemed very solemn. As long as something strange happened, it would ignite the fuse of the war.

"It seems that the identity of evil spirit is really hard to accept. Since you don't respect me, the old man, at least give me a chair so that I can sit down and talk to you carefully. Time is not forgiving people, if I stand for a while, my waist will not be able to stand it."

In Jia Xin's opinion, the old man's words were completely nonsense. Jia Xin considered that the old man's strength was not simple, but just wanted to understand the other party's intentions faster and get enough information to make a decision.

"Grandpa, please sit down"

The prison-like Zhang Chen still maintained his original emotions. In his opinion, the other party did not seem to be disguising, but really seemed to be able to suppress the resentment in his body. Therefore, Zhang Chen handed a wooden chair and a soft cushion in the room to the old man.

"It's still this young man who is sensible. Judging from the structure of your soul, the old man wants to discuss it with you later."

Zhang Chen smiled and nodded. This old monster who survived forward had his own unique side. This person is proficient in soul, which is of great help to him in Zhang Chen's opinion.

The old man sat down with a very comfortable look, "The fact that I am an evil spirit is indeed true, and I can naturally understand why you don't believe me."

"But you also see that I was locked up by some of the little souls I raised. In fact, it was not the old man who was careless. After all, I was careless and forgetful, and I would not be locked up by these little boys. If I blame it, I can only blame me for taking the last step and going to a new world to see it."

The old man took out a cigarette from his clothes and started smoking.

"My baby gourd was planted by my grandson during his lifetime. I still remember his grandson's smile happily holding the gourd. Oh, it's just a pity that my baby grandson was skinned and scraped by the evil man when he was out to play and made into a boy's ghost bone."

When the old man talked about this, Jia Xin looked one-sided. After all, from his words, this matter should be the main reason why the old man became an evil spirit.

"Don't be nervous, it's been a lot of years ago. If old man, I remembered this incident a thousand years ago, I would indeed use the souls of a thousand living people to relax my mood in anger. I just thought that later, I still wanted to do something meaningful."

"So during the imprisonment, I put my soul into my baby gourd. After all, my gourd can wash away all resentment. That's why those little bastards took the opportunity to succeed and sealed me all inside, but I still slowly eliminated this endless resentment. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, haha"

ps: A Fei rushed back and finally finished coding. The days without saving the manuscript are just hard. Good night, A Fei is exhausted.

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Chapter completed!