2nd floor, safe.

1st floor, safe.

Walking in the darkness, wherever Qin Kun passed, he was bloody.

From the time he saw the corpse, Qin Kun's heart began to twitch.

He is a mortician who faces corpses every day, but he has never been indifferent to life and death. This is a group of living people who die today for no reason, without warning.

Is this a blood sacrifice?

This is a sin!

In the basement, where the yin energy is the most severe, corpses are everywhere.

The Haihuang Club is a place for entertainment and leisure, with the upper floors being an adult area, a basement, and a children's area.

When Qin Kun saw the body of the first child, he couldn't control his emotions.

A cute girl, 3 or 4 years old, was nailed into her two eye sockets by an iron nail, penetrated through the back of her head and nailed to the wall.

In the entire aisle, a row of children's bodies were nailed to the wall in one by one. Looking around, they were cruel and difficult to look directly at!!

Children are both men and women, big and small, without exception, their little hearts are dug out and their chests are bloodstains of the inverted five-pointed star scratched by sharp weapons.

Qin Kun stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to pull out the iron nail, but he didn't dare to touch them.

On the ground, the shocking blood gathered into two lines of words.

‘Blood for blood! Bone for tooth!’

Out of control, Qin Kun completely lost control.

"Who the hell did this? I'm going to kill you!!!"

"I'm going to kill you!!! Kill you!!!!"

"Fuck your ancestor! Who did it? I'm going to kill you!!!"

The heart-wrenching roar was like a violent beast.

Qin Kun's emotions were out of control, completely out of control. The loud roar from the basement came out and reached the ears of everyone nearby.

Nie Yuxuan, Wang Qian, Chu Qianxun, Ying Fengyao, and four people were fighting for life with the Black Soul Sect. Suddenly, they heard Qin Kun's huge roar. The anger contained in their voices could no longer be described in words.

Sweat steam room on the 2nd floor.

Li Chong, who was a little unconscious, was taking a nap, woke up by Qin Kun's roar, and smiled tiredly: "Mom, I want to kill someone too..."

Outside the five-star blood array, Jing Sansheng's ears moved and he could vaguely hear Qin Kun's voice.

"He was angry." Jing Sansheng took a deep breath, "What is there in there that can make him angry like this?"

Old Xian Chu shook his head with a smirk: "Wasn't it the same when Mr. Yang went to Four Dragons back then? Blood Sacrifice..."

Jing Sansheng's elderly body twitched a little.

"Are we really doing nothing?" Jing Sansheng asked.

Chu Dao shook his head: "Of course not, our business is here."

The oil lamp in Chu Dao's hand was on the morning, and his eyes seemed to have finally escaped from the constraints of the magnetic field and looked at the top of another building on Dongxiang Street. There was a dark figure there, which was in the skylight, flickering lights and darkness.

Chu Dao handed the oil lamp to Jing Sansheng: "I'll help you to put the formation."

"good."

Jing Sansheng took the oil lamp in a tacit understanding and walked towards the building.

...

In the basement, Qin Kun continued to walk forward. After a while, he had already passed through the children's area and came to an empty rest area.

The child's body came here and stopped abruptly. There were a few pieces of sand on this rest area. On the sand, I finally saw a person.

The man was very tall, nearly 2 meters away, and was also very burly. He sat there like a hill.

On the table is a metal utensil with five-pointed star marks. The pattern of the utensil is a sheep skull diagram. A meat grinding cone is erected in the middle of the utensil. The man pinched a heart and inserted it on the minced cone to grind it. The heart was chopped by a sharp rotary knife on it, and the minced meat flowed into the blood grinding.

The man dipped his fingers into the minced meat in the blood tank, as if he was enjoying peanut butter, and he reached into his mouth to taste the minced meat.

"Oriental Exorcist? Do you like my welcome method? Hahahahaha..."

It was a European face, with a half-length hair combed behind his head, his expression was a little crazy, his eyes were full of fanaticism, his upper body was exposed and his chest was thick.

Under his feet, three meat balls were squirming.

The European man said, "Little Sea Cucumber, come and say hello~ Dear Exorcist, I haven't been waiting for you for a long time. I just fought and made three of them. I'm sorry."

Qin Kun looked at it and found that it was not sea cucumber, but three children.

The children who had their limbs chopped off their eyes, and their tongues cut had toothpicks stuck all over their bodies, like sea cucumbers.

Qin Kun saw that their blood was gushing, and he was not dead yet.

He picked up a 'sea cucumber' with trembling palms and helped him pull out a toothpick.

"Oh? Dear Exorcist, why are you crying?" The European man looked unexpectedly: "Is my work very touching?"

Like a walking corpse, Qin Kun pulled out a toothpick, the ball of "sea cucumber" would twitch, and he didn't make any sound, but Qin Kun could feel his pain.

Two bean-sized tears fell.

Then I couldn't control it anymore.

"You're dead..."

"Hahaha... why are you so angry?" the man asked in surprise, and at the same time picked up a 'sea cucumber', dipped it in minced meat, and fed it into his mouth.

"Let him go!"

"The exorcist who likes crying noses, my name is Flinkdal, the great devil servant of the Holy Church."

"I said, let go! He!"

Flinkdal stood up, smiled slightly, then let go of his hands, the child fell freely, his head stuck to the sharp vessel, and finally stopped moving.

"You want me to put it!" Frenkdal shrugged innocently.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh-I'm going to kill you!!"

Qin Kun kicked over the table, and the minced meat on the blood trough spilled Flinkdal all over his body.

Flinkdal raised his eyelids, saw a hatchet in Qin Kun's hand, and smiled and said, "The fluctuations of the semi-holy weapon? Unfortunately, I'm not afraid!"

The souls of Chaishan are floating like ghosts, dancing with hatchets, shaking the world!

The hatchet was half a meter long, and Qin Kun slashed at Flinkdal with one knife.

With one knife, the tragic scene of hell emerged. Countless evil ghosts in hell were entangled to drag the other party into hell, but they were avoided by the other party.

"Don't try to run!"

One knife was ineffective, Qin Kun opened his palm and spread out the net of Ming Luoyan, entangling Flinkdal.

Flinkedal was struggling to move, with solemnity in his eyes. What is this?

After that, Qin Kun's knife had already macheted his shoulders!

pain!

Flinkedal's first feeling was that the ghost energy in his body was sucked away by this monster knife!

However, his ghost aura was so strong that he was not afraid of this move.

"Assuming the call of the True God, I return from hell, guide the lost Lamb to find my own hometown. I am a demon servant, and the True God will give me strength!"

Flinkedal's eyes were extremely pious. Qin Kun saw that his body was changing.

When the third knife was about to take action, Qin Kun stopped.

On this empty ground, blood suddenly gushed out of the ground and gathered towards him.

With continuous blood and his ghost energy, he also continued to rise.

"Master, this ghost general. The ghost energy is still rising."

The wedding dress ghost opened a reminder.

The ghost general is already a state of ghost energy, and is infinitely close to the extreme that ghost energy can reach.

This ghost general has condensed a yin soul, and in some aspects it has a "physical body".

Very strong! He is very powerful and has strong strength. Just standing there, Niu Meng, the ghost bodies that peel and wedding dresses begin to experience strong fluctuations, as if they will dissipate at any time.
Chapter completed!