A sound like a surging river came!

In the room, the unique fishy smell of blood became very strong.

"Ho--!"

In the darkness of the corridor, a hoarse roar came, as if a valve had been opened.

A large amount of black and red blood rushed out from the cracks in the walls and ceiling, submerging the entire room in plasma.

The evil roar echoed with Zhi Sha's cry, and Zhi Sha's cry instantly changed its tone, from childish to rough.

"Horror--!" Her voice completely changed.

An old and angry hoarse roar came from the throat of such a little girl.

Zhisha's pupils turned completely white, her mouth opened wide, and black fascia covered her face.

"The blood is calling!"

Murmurs came from the blood, and Zhisha's pale pupils slowly turned red as if bleeding.

"Porphyry 鏏部 Yuliang Yuliang stopped"

Qinzi held the round mirror in both hands, still close to the weaving yarn, and kept chanting mantras in her mouth.

With a thought, Wu Heng extracted a drop of blood from the ground and tentatively analyzed it.

This blood seems to contain the power of the Pomo Demon. This flowing blood is simply a treasure.

The blood flowing on the ground condensed into a spiderweb-like structure, like countless bloody hands of babies, entangled with Kotoko and taking away the yarn.

Wu Heng completely released his ability to absorb.

The blood flowed back, pouring into his feet, and then completely disappeared into his body. He was like a drain on a rainy day.

The blood spider hand wrapped around Zhisha's body seemed to have been pulled away from its strength, scattered on the ground, and flowed back to Wu Heng's body.

The mirror in Qinzi's hand was also pressed against Zhisha's forehead. The tears in her eyes had turned red, mixed with blood, and she let out her last cry.

Then the yarn disappears.

She was in a state similar to that of a soul, and was sent to the spirit world by Qinzi, which is a place similar to the afterlife, instead of returning to the 'mountain' of the Pomo Demon.

It's completely crazy.

"Weaving yarn.!"

In the reflection of the window, a crocodile-like fanged mouth appeared, which seemed both virtual and real.

The blood flows like a waterfall,

The room trembled, the cracks in the wall became wider, and the large amount of blood gradually exceeded the speed of being drawn, like a river.

Although he can absorb it, it will take time.

At the same time, countless babies cried.

There was a bulge in the blood on the ground. As the blood became more bulging, it slipped from the top, revealing the object inside.

These are the corpses of babies, babies who were aborted, abandoned and died, appearing in this place.

The blankets that wrapped them were filled with thick gray mold due to moisture. One layer of mold was piled on top of another. As it drifted, it emitted a pungent smell, mixed with the stench of rotting corpses, and rushed straight into the room. Wu Heng's nose.

He observed that the face of one of the babies wrapped in floral cloth was completely covered by the clogged mold. The mold agglomerated and squirmed slightly. A group of small, dense parasites spurted out along with a stream of black mucus, and it kept twisting. Moving.

Even without opening the package, Wu Heng could guess the disgusting situation inside.

The Soul Demon itself is an aggregation of infantile grievances. It has moved all the sustenance it relies on for its survival.

The whole room had completely turned blood red.

The psychics who saw all this on the lawn began to worship even harder, just like a heavy metal rock concert. Unfortunately, in the silent night around, there was no audience. It was a lonely performance.

Wu Heng simply placed the bronze statue of the Evil Buddha on the ground.

Using the spiritual power to cancel the instinctive suppression of the bronze statue, the Dan Dan branch inside, which had been squeezed into the shape of the bronze statue, absorbed the blood from the ground and grew rapidly.

He tentatively named it Shedan 2.

He is also constantly absorbing the energy from his blood. This Soul Demon has accumulated strength for who knows how long. To him, it is simply a buffet feast.

This was the scene he had been looking forward to.

After banishing Zhisha, Qinzi also stood up, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she showed a disdainful smile at the blood on the floor.

Combined with the scar under the left eyelid, it looks a bit abnormal.

In the blood, after the baby's body, five tall figures emerged from it. These were evil spirits controlled by the Pomo Demon, and they were also the parents of some of the babies.

"Please come!"

The tips of the ring fingers of Qinzi's hands were pressed together, making a triangular gesture. She stepped and stood on the spot, and the blood around her instantly dispersed.

It was completely in contrast to the sight of blood pouring in quickly and mysteriously disappearing under Wu Heng's feet.

Wu Heng continued to seize energy, making the Pomo Demon anxious. The ceiling above his head completely cracked, and the entire cement board fell on his head.

He didn't pay attention at all, and just concentrated on absorbing the other party's nutrients.

The fractured area was instantly intact as before. This kind of repair was just an incidental product of absorbing energy.

Shedan No. 2 has grown to 2 meters tall. The bronze statue is located on its belly. Its branches and leaves completely cover the bronze statue. But its current appearance makes Wu Heng feel a little surprised.

After being suppressed by the bronze statue, it did not return to its original image of a pitcher plant. Instead, its branches and leaves twisted together and turned into the image of a large evil Buddha.

It seems that the evil energy absorbed has caused it to change.

Wu Heng canceled the interference of the spiritual touch power and restored the instinctive suppression of the bronze statue. Shedan No. 2 stopped growing again.

The flow of blood began to slow down, and countless children's shadows covered the surrounding walls with laughter, like cages.

"Please help, get them under control!"

Qinzi pinched her handprints and said something to Wu Heng.

Wu Heng nodded, knowing that Qinzi was planning to explode.

In the plot, the reason why the exorcism ritual seems useless and has almost no effect is that those psychics performed the ritual on the lawn for a long time, but the result was death and injuries, which was not as good as Kotoko's slight explosion.

In fact, it is because of this exorcism ritual that as time goes by, the exorcism power will gradually be attached to Qinzi. The exorcism rituals performed by hundreds of psychics are just to bless Qinzi, so when Qinzi deals with the demon, then A tremendous strength.

Kotoko is indeed very powerful, far better than ordinary psychics, but it is impossible for one person to surpass the combined efforts of hundreds of psychics.

If she was really that strong, with Qinzi's true intention of exorcising demons and saving people, she wouldn't need so many psychics to come together and sacrifice so much.

Qinzi is a rational person who can weigh the importance, but will not ignore the loss of life. It is precisely because of this that the mediums are willing to sacrifice.

Wu Heng nodded, and used the spiritual power to press on Shedan No. 2 again, driving the bronze statue, and the power of suppression instantly doubled.

not enough!

Wu Heng held No. 2 in his hand and took a step forward. The broken wall at the door collapsed due to his steps. The door frame doubled in size, revealing the dark corridor.

As the Gang steps out, the surrounding blood is repelled by the invisible force, and the ability to draw is interrupted.

But it doesn't matter, not much blood is flowing out from the Pomo Demon. He has absorbed nearly half of it, and he can continue with the rest later.

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