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The cancer in the only eternal real world - monsters and monsters.

Demon: A general term for non-humanoid life forms. Different from the demon clan with spiritual intelligence, such creatures have no spiritual wisdom at all, regardless of their strength. From birth to death, only destruction and slaughter runs through.

Demons: Intelligent creatures fall into the darkness of sin and become demons. Cunning and cruelty are synonymous with them. They take pleasure in destroying and killing, because they have strong intelligence and are good at lurking. Whenever they erupt, they always cause huge damage. Destruction is a headache for the ethnic forces.

(Human monks, for some reason, meet certain conditions, and there is also the possibility of degenerating into demons.)

Ghosts: non-physical beings, some creatures whose true spirits have been wiped out, the souls that should have returned to the heavens and the earth have mutated, and they are born and incarnated into ghosts. Likes to play with the emotions and six desires of intelligent life, making it die in endless fear and despair.

Weird: Weird and grotesque, strange and powerful, the reason for its birth is unknown, and its existence is in a variety of strange forms. Any item, even a paragraph of text, a song, a star, or a concept, has the possibility of becoming a "weird".

The attack method is even more strange and unpredictable, and its peak existence also has the ability of "memetic infection". Once it appears, it is often a world, a star field, and completely becomes a dead zone.

Strange, it can be said to be the most frightening existence among the four major cancers. The reason for its birth is unknown, the form of existence is unknown, the attack method is unknown, and there is no specific method for how to eliminate it.

"Strange, it's a bit like a 'container'. If the only real world is regarded as a living body, the appearance of strangeness is due to some genetic mutation."

"The world is sick, or cancer..."

Bai Donglin was sitting on the viewing platform with many other monks from the outer sect, and his eyes were contemplative, while the Taoist monks on the stand were still eloquently introducing monsters and monsters to the disciples, as well as teaching some countermeasures.

He just listened to it casually. When it comes to understanding of demons, ghosts, and monsters, ordinary people can't compare to him. There is a lot of knowledge in this area in the book mountain.

The purpose of monsters and monsters is similar to that of aliens, except that one wants to destroy and destroy the only real world, and the other is to destroy the human race, and then occupy the only real world by themselves.

Under this somewhat similar purpose, monsters, monsters, and alien races are madly eroding the only real world.

It's just that only two types of monsters will obey the dispatch of aliens, and the attitude of ghosts is ambiguous. Ghosts generally belong to separate individuals with independent wills, and it is difficult for aliens to rule them.

As for the "strange", it is even more impossible to be controlled. As long as it is in the only real world, the attack of the monster is indistinguishable, whether it is a human race or a foreign race, it is its target.

"When it comes to the study of demons, ghosts, and monsters, the alien race is more powerful than the human race!"

Bai Donglin sighed slightly. After all, the alien race is blessed by nature, and the moon is the first to get the moon, and now he has mastered the means of mass production of demons.

In addition to its own monks, the army of demons has become a force that cannot be ignored on the battlefield on both sides, such as the cannon fodder demons gushing out of the distorted black hole of the Dan League last time.

But fortunately, this mass-produced monster has no possibility of becoming a top powerhouse. The strength of its strength depends on the manufacturing methods of aliens, and it has no ability to improve itself.

It is very similar to the cannon fodder angel in the world of gods.

"Okay, Pindao has been introduced, and then the heart-testing conference will officially begin!"

"I hope you can overcome your inner fears, slay demons and eliminate demons, and disciples who perform well can directly become inner disciples!"

When the voice fell, he raised his hand and sacrificed a magic weapon lingering with immortal light, which was actually a rare picture scroll magic weapon.

The magic weapon was unfolded slowly, and a vivid ink-colored landscape painting appeared in front of the crowd.

"In the world in this painting, a lot of monsters and monsters have been put in ahead of time, with monsters occupying the majority, and there is another weirdness, you can do it yourself."

"Photo!"

As soon as the Taoist pointed it out, the picture scroll sprinkled a little colored light, shrouding the hundreds of thousands of disciples on the square, the light rolled back, and all of them were instantly sucked into the world in the picture.

The picture scroll expanded and was suspended in the void, and the numerous Taoist disciples fell into the huge picture like dust, and the world was invisible.

Bai Donglin's eyes turned, and as long as his eyes fell on a certain point in the painting, a clear three-dimensional picture suddenly appeared in his mind, which was a wonderful magic weapon.

The world in this painting is not a complete world, there are no rules, it is just a space that has been cut from one side.

He also knows the refining method of this type of magic weapon. One of the main materials is a "space-time fragment" captured from the dimensional space.

Bai Donglin, who was not in high spirits at first, suddenly became energetic when he heard the Taoist say something strange, and glanced back and forth on the scroll.

Although the monster is very scary, the number is fortunately very rare, and it is rare to see it in normal times. Now he has the opportunity to see it.

The world in the painting is in a fierce battle situation. There are powerful disciples walking alone, holding magic tricks with their hands, performing fierce Taoism, inspiring thunder and flames, and strangling demons.

The weak and weak disciples are in groups, complementing the weak. After being at a loss in the initial stage, after getting used to the attack methods of the demon, they also fought back and forth with them.

If a disciple falls into a desperate situation, the picture scroll will ripple and kick it out of the world in the picture.

The strength and talent of these disciples are very good. After all, they are all geniuses who can worship Taoism, similar to the new disciples of the Supreme Taoist Sect.

The weakest ones are the Great Perfection of the Primordial Spirit Realm, and the excellent ones have already condensed the dharma (magic power), and the cultivators of the dharma realm have already entered the inner door.

Bai Donglin's attention was not on these disciples. This kind of strength was no longer in his eyes. It looked fancy, but it was just a small fight. His eyes were always searching for that strange one.

"found it!"

Bai Donglin's eyes lit up, and he noticed something strange in a low-lying plain.

The tall grass, the ground is wet and muddy, and in a small puddle that is inconspicuous and depleted, it is covered with a thin layer of yellow mud. This yellow mud seems to have life and is squirming slightly.

Susu!

The grass flickered, and a wolf demon several feet tall walked past, the corners of its mouth were drooling, and the red eyes were full of madness, looking around.

pat! The wolf demon stepped over the small puddle without realizing it, and stepped on the yellow mud with its limbs, and the shiny hair was immediately stained with the yellow mud.

The slightly wriggling yellow mud seemed to be stimulated, and the frantic growth spread, covering the whole body of the wolf demon in an instant.

The thin layer of yellow mud raised sharp bulges one by one, and the wolf demon wrapped in it seemed to be struggling fiercely, the movement became weaker and weaker, and calmed down in a few breaths.

Huang Ni began to wriggle and twist again. After a while, a wolf monster that was exactly the same as before appeared in the same place. Whether it was the shiny hairs, the crazy demeanor, the strength and breath, they were all the same.

As if the yellow mud just now had never appeared.

But Bai Donglin, who saw everything in his eyes, knew that the wolf demon just now had completely died, and was replaced by this strange yellow mud.

He couldn't help but be amazed. With his insight, he couldn't even see the difference between the wolf demon transformed by the yellow mud and the previous wolf demon. No matter from which aspect, even the soul breath was the same. , is simply a perfect replica!

The wolf demon shook its shiny scarlet hair, looked around with red eyes, walked out of the grassland with the same steps, and the yellow mud in the small puddle had disappeared.

A group of pig demons passed by by chance, and a strange light flashed in the eyes of the wolf demon, and they jumped up instantly.

Suddenly, there was a scream like killing a pig in the grassland.

extremely cruel.

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