Zhao Hao also smelled the bloody smell, very strong, just like he was in a slaughterhouse.

This strong bloody smell cannot be emitted by a large amount of blood accumulation. Instead, the blood accumulated over the years soaked in every brick and stone, so that this bloody smell that penetrates into the bone marrow can appear. It makes people's stomach twitch faintly.

In fact, Sylvia had already started covering her mouth and started to retching.

Zhao Hao looked at everything in the corridor intently and said, "It seems we have found a place."

Keep moving forward, the bloody smell has filled the mouth and nose, and it feels like it is impossible to breathe.

Sylvia could no longer move forward because she bent down disgustedly and was about to fall to the ground.

This violent fishy smell made her stomach react violently, and the strong nausea made her unable to straighten her waist.

"Silvi, you can stay here first. But you can't just let yourself be here, after all, your painting..."

Zhao Hao thought of Sylvia's third painting, in which an unknown monster pierced Sylvia's chest from behind with his hands.

Zhao Hao didn't believe that there would be any prophecy that would definitely happen. If it was that powerful, then Sylvia would be the prophet!

But since it is part of the prophecy, we have to be careful.

Zhao Hao had to make some arrangements, and it was ready after less than a minute. Then Zhao Hao asked Winston to stay with Sylvia and planned to act alone.

"Hey, Zhao, I can't let you take risks alone." Winston disagreed.

Zhao Hao looked at him, "We can't let that monster continue, nor can we let Silvi stay here alone. So, my tower friend, you can definitely protect her, right?"

Without waiting for Winston to speak, Zhao Hao stuffed something into his hand, "Hold this to defend yourself. Don't think about me, I'm actually much safer than you."

Zhao Hao ran towards the dormitory that was not very far away without looking back. 514, that's right, it's here.

This place is actually not too far from Winston and the others. It looks more than 30 meters away and you can still see the figures clearly!

Zhao Hao made an OK gesture to them, then held the door handle, twisted it, pushed the door open and walked in.

Zhao Hao stepped in and seemed to have walked into a blood-stained slaughtering workshop, the kind that he had worked continuously for dozens of hours without cleaning.

The feet are sticky and smooth, and there are pools of dirty blood. The walls and tables are splashing blood spots, and the ceiling is dripping from time to time...

It is dim and blurry here, with only the hazy moonlight outside the window. If it weren't for Zhao Hao, most people would probably not be able to see things clearly.

Moreover, the area here seems to be not right!

Even if ladies are preferred, girls' dormitories are larger than boys' dormitories, they will not be as good as this.

Zhao Hao understood that all this in front of him was caused by the superimposed monster of Gao Lingxi.

This space is the area where its spiritual power works.

"It feels very tricky!" Zhao Hao secretly prepared the Dragon Slaying Sword to appear at any time.

The only thing he regrets is that because it is inconvenient to go to school, he did not bring Orange and Little Soft with him.

Although Qianli Donkey still needs to be summoned at any time, Qianli Donkey's combat power is really touching. It is to add a dish of donkey meat to the monster.

Fortunately, Zhao Hao is always ready to make money in his shadow.

After all, it’s an old silver coin, so you have to prepare a trump card at any time.

This is also the reason why Zhao Hao dares to be a lone hero.

Judging from the psychic fluctuations of this monster, although it is difficult, it definitely has not reached the level of the previous pseudo-bronze. Then Zhao Hao has the confidence to deal with it.

Shadow Dog Wangcai is a summoner of the 4 Black Iron Stars. In addition to yourself, there is no reason to resist a monster that has not reached bronze.

Besides, I have the Five Thunder Talisman in my hand that Uncle Tie gave me!

This is the greatest courage!

Zhao Hao walked in. Sylvia's prophecy painting showed that the monster emerged from the bathroom mirror and was separated from Xuxin by the bathroom door. Maybe he wanted to go there to see it.

The dormitory, which was about seventy square meters, was as spacious as a factory. Zhao Hao walked forward for more than ten meters, but had not yet walked far.

At this time, abnormalities began to appear on the blood on the ground.

Zhao Hao saw some dirty blood and blood beads beginning to tremble irregularly. It seemed that the monster had discovered Zhao Hao!

The black and red dirty blood began to gather into balls of large and small, like a living creature half-wriggling and rolling.

Zhao Hao searched carefully with his demon hunting senses, but this place had become the home ground of the monster. The blood was full of dirty, and the traces were even messy with those dirty blood.

Zhao Hao could feel that the monster should be observing himself. It felt that he was an extraordinary person, so he did not launch an attack as soon as possible.

It is not known whether it has wisdom, but at least it has a certain hunting instinct.

Seeing that he could not find the flaw, Zhao Hao began to move forward, cautiously responding to possible attacks at any time.

After leaving for another seven or eight meters, Zhao Hao came to a bedroom door.

This should be the bedroom in Sylvia's painting that is very close to the bathroom, and on this door, Xu Xin stood.

She was already dead, and she was miserable. She turned around for more than a dozen times like a towel twisted, and her flesh and blood were twisted and dried up. The body was stained on the door frame by unknown methods and could not fall down.

Even when Zhao Hao saw this scene, he felt it was a bit too cruel.

Even this woman felt that she had gone through it.

What a grudge!

Of course, think about the second painting, each person and a monster passes through the door, Xu Xin's expression, lip shape and movements. I'm afraid she is screaming and scolding, kicking the door?

Why are you so blind?

At this time, the monster seemed to have lost patience and had enough observation.

A pool of dirty blood suddenly splashed on the left back of Zhao Hao, shooting at Zhao Hao like an arrow.

Zhao Hao kept his demon hunting sense open and kept vigilant, and immediately rushed to one side to dodge. The dirty blood arrow shot to the wall, and it was not very powerful, just like ordinary liquid, and dirty blood splattered everywhere.

At this time, a monster with bloody orifices and a very narrow cheek appeared at Zhao Hao's feet. It emerged from the blood and grabbed Zhao Hao's calves.

Zhao Hao looked down and saw that the long, white, blood-stained face was vaguely visible. The girl in the first painting looked like she was still there!

It seems that the monster was born through the girl's body. Or escaped from somewhere.

Zhao Hao jumped up and kicked the monster in the face. With a "click", the monster's head broke back and the back of his head was pressed on his back.

But it slowly raised its head, opened its big mouth, and a lot of dirty blood flowed out.

A silver light flashed, and the monster's sharp scream "Ah~" disappeared into the dirty blood.

Zhao Hao didn't think he could kick this thing to death, so he made up for it immediately.

The spiritual energy injected into the Dragon Slaying Sword and force it out more than an inch. After the sword, the monster's head was split in half.

A large amount of blood gushed, but the monster was obviously not dead, but crawled into the dirty blood and disappeared.

"Mad, my head is not slashed to death? I ran so fast!"

Zhao Hao looked around, alerting the monster to the next attack.

He had some insights into some ways. The monster's spiritual energy was mixed with dirty blood everywhere, and its ability should be related to this blood.

Even though he split his head, because the body is actually blood, he will not die even if his head is cracked.

To kill it, a larger attack is required. This physical sword energy is not very effective.

If you really cut hard, you're afraid that it won't be able to handle it by dozens of knifes.

It would have been great if the previous [FFF Teach Fireball] was still there, that ability card would be particularly suitable for such occasions.

When a big fireball is released, it can evaporate at least two-thirds of the dirty blood, and directly kill the monster.

Unfortunately, the card is a one-time one. I used it once and it has good power and good effect. But I didn’t even appreciate the method of converting psychic energy into FFF teaching psychic flames.

When asked Uncle Tie, Uncle Tie also said that it was the secret of some schools that specialize in playing with fire, such as the Huo Dezong or the Huaguang Sect, a folk Dharma lineage that believed in Emperor Huaguang. Their secret techniques were much higher than that of the ordinary fire talisman. For example, the legendary Samadhi True Fire.

Flame plays an important role in human civilization, so there are many schools of thought in the power of flame in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad.

The extraordinary path to controlling spiritual fire is like drilling wood to make fire, and you need to know the principles and methods.

The fire talisman in the talisman is like a lighter, and it will fire when you are ready to press it.

The problem is that the output power of the lighter is fixed, and it is not enough to adjust it to the maximum.

Besides, I was watching TV in the dormitory. I suddenly didn’t have time to bring too many things, only a few paper men and so on, and they were all for Silvey and Winston.

I feel that there is little hope to kill the other party directly. In this case, it is better to try to capture it alive.

That's right, capture it alive!

Zhao Hao pretended to be timid and began to walk out to the gate, as if he was about to escape quickly.

Sure enough, the monster couldn't help but take action again.

I was cut off and wanted to leave, you will die!

A blood-red figure pounced down from the ceiling and silently pounced on Zhao Hao's back. His hands were stretched straight, and his bright red nails were more than ten centimeters, like ten daggers!

Suddenly, the shadow under Zhao Hao's feet started to move...
Chapter completed!