Although there is only one door between them, it seems to be separated by thousands of miles.

The world is silent for a moment.

This evening, the ancient city was not peaceful.

A young man was returning to the hotel where he stayed, suddenly felt something, and looked back and saw that there was nothing behind him.

He frowned and swept it with his spiritual sense, but there was nothing.

Is he too nervous?

He opened the door and went in. The furnishings inside were very Brahmane. He lay on the bed and was about to rest, but suddenly, he seemed to feel something again and looked at the door.

No, this is not an illusion.

There must be someone outside.

His face was gloomy. He was the descendant of the ancient Onmyoji of Silla Kingdom. This time he came here for the treasures in the holy city.

This city is full of powerful people from all over the world. Could it be that his former enemies have been found?

He looked alert, and formed a seal on his chest with both hands, then took out a talisman, chanted something, and threw it on the bed.

That talisman turned into a person.

A person who looks exactly like him.

This is his substitute.

He was able to live to this day by relying on the substitute method.

After setting up a substitute, he quietly hid in the darkness, staring at the door tightly, waiting for people outside to come in. When killing his substitute, he took action and killed the other party in one fell swoop.

kill.

Crazy.

The door handle began to turn, and he became more vigilant, and a purple talisman had appeared between his fingers.

Suddenly, a bloody voice sounded. He felt a chill in his chest, and he lowered his head in disbelief, and found a hand with black nails stretched out from his chest, holding a piece of his internal organ in his hand.

"No...this is impossible..." he murmured, looking behind him, but could not see anything.

The hand suddenly shrank back, he fell down straight, and the door handle stopped turning.

He is dead.

On the other side of the city, two Citimate geniuses just came out of the bar.

One of them said, "I don't know when this holy city will open. We can't wait all the time, right?"

"Is there anything else to do except wait?" Another psychic said helplessly, "Don't look at us as S-level psychics, we are not the best combat power anymore. We missed it a few years ago.

I have had many opportunities, and I must not miss this time.”

Suddenly, the blond-haired supernatural man stopped and said, "Why do I feel like someone is following us?"

The black-haired supernatural psychic explored it with his spiritual sense and said, "There are only two stray dogs and one stray cat. You don't think they can kill us, do you?"

The blonde man shook his head: "No! The one who follows us is a master."

The black-haired man sneered: "You are getting timid lately. Although we are not the strongest group of people, it is still no problem to deal with a few sluts."

Suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps came, and the two of them looked over vigilantly, and it turned out to be a black stray dog.

"Look, that's just a dog." said the black-haired man, "If you are suspicious again, you will sooner or later become possessed."

The blonde man was also a little shaken. At this moment, they did not notice that the shadow of the black dog reflected on the wall actually stood up and turned into a human shape.

But that man had three heads and six arms, and each arm was holding a weapon.

"Okay, let's go." said the black-haired man, "We have to wait a few more days. When those masters open the holy city, we will follow the large army to catch up with the troubled waters. As long as we can get some low-level treasures from it,

We'll post it again."

Before he could finish his words, his head was cut off and rolled down his neck quickly.

"Jack!" The blonde man was shocked. Before he could stop, he seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world, and his head rolled down from his neck.

Two other foreign psychics died on the street without knowing it.

After they died, a large group of wild dogs emerged from somewhere.

They tore the corpse, tore it into a small alley by the roadside, and chewing it out of the alley.

On the other side of the city, the same drama is being staged quietly.

This time there are several Amazon female warriors.

They also took a fancy to a man who came from Eastern Europe, was strong, handsome, and had extraordinary cultivation.

They used the secret technique in the clan to seduce the man, and flipped the man in the hotel room, almost squeezing him dry.

Fortunately, the man was a powerful psychic and had some ability, otherwise he would have died long ago.

After the end, the man was so tired that he was out of breath when he lay in bed, while the female Amazon warriors looked satisfied.

They went into the bathroom to take a shower and left the man alone in the bed.

After a while, after taking a shower, their faces suddenly sank.

The man is dead.

His neck, his head was cut off, and he placed it on the dining table opposite him, with his eyes wide open, as if he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world before he died.

"There is an enemy attack!" The Amazon female soldiers are all brave and good at fighting soldiers. Since ancient times, the whole clan has practiced martial arts and has extremely strong combat power.

They were well-trained and at the command, they all picked up weapons, surrounded by back-to-back, unanimously facing the outside world, and looked vigilant.

"Who? Come out!" The leading red-haired female warrior shouted, "Don't hide her head and tail, stand up like a warrior, and we will fight openly!"

"Hehehe." A low laughter came, like a woman's voice, with a bit of weirdness, and it seemed extremely terrifying in this quiet night.

"Come out!" The red-haired female warrior shouted, and the sword in her hand slashed into the void in front of her.

She could feel something was approaching.

Just as the sword was slashed, she heard a bloody sound.

Slashed!

She was delighted, and after a closer look, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

It turned out that the one who was cut by her was not someone else, but one of her companions, an Amazon female warrior with big blond wavy hair.

"Anna!" the red-haired warrior shouted in horror, "Why are you?"

"Jenny, why did you kill us?" Anna's mouth spurted blood, her face full of disbelief.
Chapter completed!