I'm in Horror World, Taoism Exorcism

In the middle of the night, except for the staff on duty, who repeatedly dozed off and woke up, the whole hotel fell into silence.

The two of Chen Feng also fell asleep.

Although, Chen Feng was quite entangled, but when it was time to sleep, he was still able to completely let go of this matter.

After all, the initiative in this matter has always been in his hands.

He can shoot at any time, and he can also withdraw and leave at any time.

Suddenly, Chen Feng's eyelids trembled, and he turned over and sat up.

He looked out of the window with a look of shock on his face.

At the same time, An Qi's body trembled slightly, and she also opened her eyes.

There was a moment of bewilderment in her eyes, and when she saw Chen Feng sitting up, she hurriedly asked: "I feel that the power of the church is disordered, and I also feel the power of some undead, what's going on?"

Chen Feng said slowly: "The balance of this large formation is being broken, the power of the undead has gained the upper hand, this large formation is about to collapse?"

An Qi opened her mouth wide: "No way, we just talked about this possibility yesterday, and it really happened?"

Chen Feng frowned.

He was also wondering about this just now.

He only discussed this possibility with An Qi yesterday, how could the balance of power between the two parties be really broken?

This is too coincidental.

This made Chen Feng feel as if there was a power staring at him and making this decision for him.

Seeing that Chen Feng was silent, An Qi asked again: "What are we going to do now?"

Chen Feng: "There is no need to do anything, it will take some time for the big formation to collapse, not so fast.

Those who stay here in the church should be aware of it immediately, and then deal with it. "

Angie: "Does the church keep people here?"

Chen Feng: "Such an important formation has suppressed so many undead, the church must keep people to guard it."

Sure enough, as soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, An Qi felt movement coming from outside.

An Qi put on her clothes, went out of the window, opened the curtains a crack, and looked down from the top, and she could see a middle-aged man in his 40s walking in the shrub maze.

Every few steps, a white light would be emitted from his hand, as if he was repairing the formation and strengthening the formation at the same time.

Angie: "Is he strengthening the formation?"

Chen Feng: "It's useless, once the balance of power is broken, it is very difficult to restore it.

Maybe there is a possibility of success, but it is certainly not a success that can be repaired by a left-behind. "

Angie: "There will be a lot of powerful people coming to the church tomorrow."

Chen Feng: "Maybe."

Angie: "Then if you want to intervene in this matter, you will be confronting the church head-on."

Chen Feng said with a smile: "Inevitably, it's a good time to see the power of the church."

An Qi looked at the middle-aged man, who had been busy in the bush maze all night.

And this night, there was no peace in the hotel before.

There were exclamations and screams from time to time in many rooms.

On the second day, Chen Feng and An Qi saw many guests with dark circles under their eyes and exhausted faces, and they were no longer as energetic as before.

The state of being refreshed and energetic after staying here and sleeping for one night has completely disappeared.

A lot of people are complaining about last night, having nightmares all night, not being able to sleep at all, and so on.

Others said they saw ghosts last night.

Chen Feng and An Qi were not surprised by these things.

The formation is collapsing, and the power of the undead has the upper hand. Isn't that the result?

An Qi listened to these conversations and asked Chen Feng: "Has anyone seen a ghost, or some undead jumped out?"

Chen Feng: "It's not that easy, it should be the power of the undead overflowing, making them hallucinate.

However, in this case, it is not much different from meeting a ghost.

If these ordinary people continue to live here, after a few days, their physical condition will deteriorate sharply, causing a series of diseases.

Death too (dbfh) is normal. "

Angie: "When the people from the church arrive, these guests should be dispersed."

Chen Feng: "There is no need for people from the church to come forward. When the haunted voice spreads, most of the guests will check out by themselves."

Sure enough, after Chen Feng finished An Qi's breakfast, he saw the hotel front desk with guests queuing up to check out.

Soon, more than half of the hotel parking lot was empty, and only a few cars were still parked in place.

Chen Feng and An Qi naturally did not leave.

They sat in the coffee shop on the second floor, looking at the door of the hotel.

At around 11 o'clock in the morning, two vehicles finally drove into the hotel.

The two cars stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and three guys in monastic robes got out of the car.

These three people, two men and one woman.

One of the men looked to be at least 60 years old, most of the top of his head was bald, and the rest of his hair and beard were snow white.

In addition, a man and a woman, the man is about 30 years old, he is in the prime of life, and he is also extremely tall, at least 1.9 meters, wearing a monastic robe and looks like a piece of iron tower.

The female looks like she is in her teens, tall and good-looking.

Chen Feng and An Qi's eyes fell on these three people at once.

An Qi said: "That old man, the power fluctuation is a bit strong."

Chen Feng nodded: "A little level. But he is not the strongest.

An Qi raised her eyebrows: "Could it be that big guy?"

Chen Feng: "No, it's that woman."

Angie was a little disbelieving: "Are you sure?"

Chen Feng: "That woman looks young, but her actual age is over 90 years old."

An Qi's expression changed: "You didn't lie to me?"

Chen Feng glanced at her: "You are hundreds of years old, aren't you so young?"

An Qi suddenly became a little furious: "Don't mention my age."

An Qi is deliberately avoiding her age, especially in front of Chen Feng.

After all, Chen Feng is not yet 30 years old this year.

Chen Feng: "The church should also have a way to maintain her appearance, but the price is very high, and she has a lingering bloody aura on her body.

Although I have been purified a lot by her power, I still can't hide it from my eyes.

I suspect that she has spent a lot of lives to maintain her appearance. "

Angie: "In our black magic, there are indeed some ways to use human life to maintain youth.

Isn't that what the witch from the Acting Academy did?

Could it be that the monks of this church also used our black magic?

No way?"

Chen Feng: "In this age of doom, many spells are no longer usable.

To be precise, it's not that they can't be used, but that their strength is not enough to use.

Therefore, harvesting human lives has become the easiest way.

And with the power of the church, it is not easy to take some people's lives. ".