Infinite World Projection

Sure enough, the next moment, a figure appeared from a distance, slowly descended, and came to his door.

Through the broken portal, he could feel a shadow coming from outside.

I don't know when, a corner of the red shirt appeared on the edge, it seemed to be stained with blood, extremely bright.

With a bang, the door of the room opened.

A figure of a woman in red appeared, standing there.

This is the woman who danced on the high platform before, now she has removed her veil, revealing her original appearance.

From the outside, she was a very beautiful woman, her face was very delicate and moving, and she looked very beautiful.

It's just that in contrast to this beauty, her face looked extremely pale, as if there was no trace of blood. The paleness was disturbing, and some were not like the colors that ordinary people could have.

With a faint smile on her face, she looked at Song San, her scarlet eyes were exactly the same as those outside.

Song San's face gradually changed, and at this time he realized that it was not good.

"A red-robed corpse should be enough to solve..."

In the distance, the man in white was smiling.

As a person who refines corpses all the year round and deals with various tombs, the reason why he can live until now has not been surrounded and suppressed by others is his own caution.

Just like this time, with his cultivation base, facing a mortal, he was naturally able to catch him, but to be on the safe side, he still didn't go out in person, just sent a corpse out.

In this way, if something really happened, it was just the corpse who suffered, and it didn't matter to him.

Of course, although he arranged this way, it does not mean that he really felt that accidents would happen.

It's a small place, there are only a few small families in the local area, even if they all add up, they are not his opponents, is there anyone who can deal with his corpse?

It's just that sometimes things are so unexpected.

Soon, the middle-aged man was taken aback, his face showed disbelief.

"My corpse..."

His face turned pale, and the soul responded to various pain points in an instant, as if he had been struck by a sword, and felt like being torn apart.

As for the corpse, contact has been lost at this moment.

Obviously the last moment was fine, but the next moment it disappeared.

This shows that his corpse was solved in an instant, and the whole process was very fast, and his corpse was almost unable to react.

And to be able to solve his corpse, it is probably not too difficult to solve him.

"This place...can't stay anymore!"

Enduring the pain of being torn apart, the white-clothed man barely raised his mind, and this thought flashed in his heart.

It's just this time, it's already a bit late.

A sharp and improper, a sense of scowling toward him suddenly rushed from a distance, as if there was a divine sword coming out of its orifice, exuding a breathless breath of scowling.

The mighty momentum rushed out from a distance, following the little soul connection between him and the red-clothed corpse, he directly cut over.

The terrifying spiritual power rushed out, turned into a golden sword of the king, and crashed down here.

The sword intent of the tyrant's decisive killing bloomed, that kind of spiritual momentum was unstoppable, and broke through his spirit in an instant, cutting him from spirit to blood without leaving a trace.

After a single cut, death filled every inch.

The white-clothed man's eyes were blurred, his body became extremely old, as if he had lost all his vitality in an instant, leaving only a dead body.

In fact, the same is true.

All his vitality was already slashed by that blade intent just now, cutting up the soul, cutting down the vitality, all-encompassing.

With a single knife, unless he can block as many as possible, otherwise he will die.

.........

In the dilapidated room, Song San stared at the fallen corpse in red in front of him. At this time, he didn't realize what had happened.

Everything just happened so fast that the matter was over before he could react.

At this moment, he just vaguely remembered that when the red corpse was about to attack him, the white fairy on the bedside seemed to move and pointed his finger at the red corpse.

Then, everything was over.

Song San was a little frightened: "This... is over?"

He looked at the fairy in white lying on the bed, a little at a loss.

Just now, this fairy in white must have done something that caused the woman in red to be unable to continue to be fierce and fell straight down.

It's just that his level is too low to understand.

"But anyway, this is a good thing..."

He touched his head and looked at the female corpse in front of him: "It's just... how to deal with the aftermath?"

The horror of the outside world is still reverberating in front of them. After the dead woman in red was hung up, those people didn't know what happened.

But no matter what, this matter will probably attract the local masters.

So, how should this matter be dealt with?

The corpse of the woman in red is lying in his house now. If someone happens to him, he is mistaken for this matter...

Even if he doesn't think so, why can he be a mortal, how can he block the savage red corpse?

Are you hiding something?

Thinking of this, Song San couldn't help but shook his head.

"Can't be discovered!"

He looked at the fairy in white lying on the bedside, thinking to himself.

Not to mention the possible risks, just this white-clothed fairy is enough to make him determined.

This is his chance, if he is known by those people, there is no place for him.

After making up his mind, he quickly moved.