Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 505: Passing through hell

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Either push the door open and walk through the gates of hell.

Either remove the door.

This is something Du Wei can't do.

The reason why the evil spirit Du Wei dared to say that.

Because it doesn't feel that the gate of **** is a threat to it, it can really dismantle this gate into parts alive.

The dangerous thing is after the door is opened.

Not now.

But the gate of **** did not give any indication at all.

Still very resistant.

The evil spirit Du Wei took a deep breath, and withdrew his right hand that was pressing on the door.

It shrank its pupils.

The entire gate of **** was suspended directly, as if a pair of invisible hands were holding the gate tightly.

Crackling...

Crackling...

The gate of **** immediately made an overwhelmed sound, and cracks appeared on the facade, and many stubbles were broken and scattered out.

A gap was forced out of the tightly closed door.

Seeing this, the evil spirit Du Wei stretched out his hand to grab it.

Yah...

The gap in the door is getting wider and wider.

A lot of black mist seeped out from the gap, very heavy, it was said to be mist, but it was more like a stream of water, sinking to the ground, spreading towards the evil spirit Du Wei.

It turned a blind eye and took a step forward instead.

The mist that had just spread over was suppressed and flowed back directly.

The evil spirit Du Wei folded his hands behind his back and directly inserted into the crack of the door.

Then, it said indifferently: "You should be thankful, because I still need to go in and get the answer I want, but I said I would tear you down, and I will definitely do it."

It's over.

The evil spirit Du Wei pulled hard.

Boom.

The entire gate of **** was really demolished, leaving only the door frame.

Boom...

The evil spirit Du Wei randomly threw the removed door on the ground.

In the door frame in front of him, it was dark and deep.

Those mist like water streams are still.

But it knows that it is actually because the fog is tumbling crazily, the speed is too fast, but it makes people feel like there is no movement.

However.

It's not worth it to care about.

Swipe the dust off your hands.

The pattern of the mask disappears, and the pattern of the pointer reappears.

"It's really interesting, it is actually more afraid of me, the evil spirit."

This time, it was Du Wei who spoke.

He had some doubts in his heart.

Now, he has three identities, not to mention the duke, but when Du Wei and the evil spirit Du Wei are added together, they are each targeted by two Solomon seventy-two pillar demon gods.

Valaka and Lamer's Bell are the most terrifying known so far.

On the evil spirit Du Wei, only the golden balance is more intuitive, but the unknown existence that was originally eyeing it has not revealed any clues until now.

Du Wei and the evil spirit Du Wei have merged.

Although they use different identities, when traced to the root of these problems, they will all be on him.

It's a headache.

Du Wei turned his head and looked behind him.

There is nothing.

But vaguely, Du Wei had an illusion that his problems seemed to be more serious than he thought.

"Solomon's seventy-two demon gods..."

"You guys really make me sick."

Du Wei turned around and walked into the door without hesitation.

Masks, clown cards, envelopes, etc., all surrounded him, followed closely behind.

The black mist that looked like flowing water did not fluctuate at all.

Sink in it...

It's just that it took a while.

The only remaining door frame suddenly shattered...

…

In the dark.

It's like walking in water.

The texture is viscous.

It's muddy.

Time passed little by little.

Du Wei couldn't remember how long he had been away, it seemed like a century had passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment.

Everything is dark.

The journey seems endless.

The road behind also disappeared.

Du Wei could only rely on his feeling and kept moving in one direction.

…

And the other side.

In New York City.

In Du Wei's house, the entire hall was plunged into darkness.

The light cannot shine through.

Antique clocks are hung on the wall alone, and the overlapping hands rotate mechanically, making a clicking sound.

Suddenly...

It seems to be stimulated by something.

The overlapped pointers spread out.

The hour hand, minute hand, and second hand each point to a time.

6:26:31...

The screen seems to be still.

The entire living room seems to be cut off from the outside world.

It's like **** here.

The furniture and documents were all suspended and stuck tightly to the ceiling.

And, some of the decorations in the home, one of the crosses, reversed the past.

Next.

A pale arm stretched out from the antique clock, and on the back of the hand was the same pointer pattern as Du Wei.

Just.

This pointer pattern is exactly the same as the pointer of the antique clock.

Same time.

Then, this hand pressed on the dial.

The pattern is reversing.

The hands of antique clocks are constantly reversing.

Turn round and round.

The furniture and documents suspended on the ceiling are all spinning crazily.

Ka Ka Ka...

I don't know how long it has been.

Suddenly, the hand stopped and slowly disappeared.

The hands of the antique clock point the same way as before.

But in fact, this is what it looks like after rotating counterclockwise for an unknown number of times.

Everything is back to normal.

Wow...

The furniture hit the ground heavily and fell to pieces.

The files were also scattered all over the place.

…

"Hoo..."

Du Wei let out a breath of foul air.

It has been a long time since he entered the mist behind the door.

And now ~IndoMTL.com~ there are finally some changes ahead.

It reveals the faint light.

This made Du Wei somewhat relieved.

Being in a dark environment for a long time has a great impact on people.

Although it is already used to him.

But he hates the unknown.

Go to the light.

Du Wei's eyes widened.

When walking through that light.

All at once.

His complexion became extremely exciting.

Turning his head again, the fog behind him had long since disappeared, replaced by a narrow alley made of stone bricks.

"This is the world behind the gate of hell?"

Du Wei's tone was very surprised.

Turning his head again, he saw carriages passing by in front of him, and the stone-paved ground was wet, as if it had just rained.

The surrounding buildings are also completely different from the modern style, which is a very obvious Gothic style.

On the contrary, the sky is dim and yellow, revealing a different kind of depression.

"What happened?"

Du Wei was at a loss.

At this time, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps, approaching quickly.

Du Wei narrowed his eyes and waved his hand casually.

The mask and other items all got into the windbreaker he was wearing.

Afterwards, a dozen or so men in tuxedos and top hats hurried over.

The dress style of these people reveals the atmosphere of the old days.

Also, they are all hunters...

At the time.

A bad idea flashed in Du Wei's mind.

He put his hand in his pocket, stroked the flintlock, looked at the other party vigilantly, and said nothing.

Keep calm.

But then, the words of the ten or so hunters made him stunned.

Those people said respectfully: "Your Excellency, please forgive us for being late."