"Don't come here...... Not... Help me...."

Amid the screams of horror, the waiter of the hotel cowered on the edge of the corner of the hall and cried, and not far from him, a demon that only existed in the story was wandering and hovering in the lobby of the hotel.

The smooth and extravagant ground stepped on holes of different sizes under its sharp feet.

It is nearly five meters long, the lower half of its body is like a centipede, and the upper half of its body is somewhat similar to that of a human woman, with four arms and six breasts, and its naked body is entrenched in the hall, grabbing a shivering waiter from time to time, biting their throats, and drinking blood freely.

When the exorcists such as Zhang Jiao and Kukai father and son rushed to the lobby of the hotel, they saw this scene in front of them.

At the same time, the demon who was drinking blood also saw them in an instant.

A hint of excitement immediately flashed in its blue eyes, just like a gluttonie meeting food, it casually shook the human being in its hand, and in its mouth full of sharp teeth, a long straw-like tongue stretched out excitedly, dancing in the air.

"Damn, there's one here, it's a hundred-legged woman. ”

Kukai immediately shouted, "Zhang Sang and I will defend the back, everyone rush out first, otherwise it will be too dangerous to suffer the enemy on the back." ”

Immediately, the five or six exorcists who were running at the forefront immediately converged and launched an attack on the centipede in the hall.

Zhang Jiao immediately turned around and stood with Kukai Zen Master.

He grasped the Notai knife in his hand with both hands, surrounded by a ball of fire mixed with bright green, and the three little ghosts around him rested on his shoulders, constantly baring their teeth and dancing their claws.

Buzz!

The sound of dense flapping of wings comes from the stairs they have entered, as if countless mosquitoes and flies are flying in your ears.

In the next second, between the stairs, countless locust-like demon beasts swarmed down from them, rushing straight towards them.

In the meantime, several guests and waiters who were paralyzed nearby and were not in a hurry to escape were immediately engulfed in by the swarm of insects, and in a moment, they disappeared into the swarm without a.

The two of them are looking at the numbness of the scalp, how can this be defended?

Just as Zhang Jiao was thinking, the Kukai Zen Master beside him had already gritted his teeth, and the three-ring tin staff in his hand was inserted straight into the floor.

He clasped his hands together, and his whole body was full of Buddha power.

"Myoho-renge-ka, see the Buddha's angry eyes. ”

The immeasurable Buddha's light suddenly emitted from Kukai's body, and the fine pieces of golden light fell down, forming a golden shell on his body.

This shell is like the Buddha enshrined in the temple, sacred and dignified.

The Buddha glared angrily ahead, and the swarm of insects immediately hesitated and cowered as if they had encountered a natural predator.

Zhang Jiao saw the opportunity, and the sharp blade in his hand immediately came out of his hand.

Tsukimi cut a bright sword light in the air, and then slashed down with great speed in the swarm, and countless insect corpse remains fell one after another, being devoured by the surrounding kind.

The wild knife that had just been cut into the demon insect was also densely wrapped by countless insects, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

After Zhang Jiao saw this scene, his fingers stretched forward, and the fire that couldn't stop circling around his body stopped in front of his fingers.

The red ghost stood on tiptoe, puffed out his cheeks and blew forward with all his might, and the red mixed with the green cold flame burned towards the insect demons like wildfire.

The swarm immediately dispersed, and only a few unlucky spots that could not dodge were licked by the flames and instantly turned into flying ashes. The rest of the insects flew in the air, fluttering their wings rapidly, easily flashing one flame blast after another.

Kukai's hopeful eyes suddenly dimmed, and the golden light around him gradually dimmed, and the insect demons around him were about to move.

In the hall, the previous exorcists had already used their ability to press the bottom of the box, striving to kill the centurid woman in front of them in the shortest possible time.

It's just that the other party seems to see through their intentions at once, and they don't fight hard while harassing. Only when they want to rush out, will they come to block a few points. In addition, the hundred-legged woman herself is not easy to deal with, although she is a demon at the bottom of the line, but she also has her own name.

The five or six exorcists in the hall were so entangled by it that they couldn't get out for a while.

Kukaisha's eyes were split, and his father was still behind them to delay time.

At that moment, he gestured to the ronin beside him, his muscles swelled, and he flew out like a bear, seizing the opportunity to drag the tail end of the centipede with both hands, allowing it to cut deep scars on his body like steel.

The ronin next to him immediately seized the opportunity, and in a moment of movement, he was already running behind the edge of the centipede's side, which was her blind spot.

The ronin regained his breath slightly, his body squatted slightly, his mind was cleared, and the three of his mental power converged into one.

Suddenly, like a loosened spring, he immediately jumped high, and the sword in the scabbard instantly unsheathed in the air, pierced into the chest of the centipede, and then grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and pulled it down as if he were grasping a horizontal bar.

The hundred-legged woman immediately let out a miserable scream, and between the chest and abdomen of the humanoid figure, a huge wound was cut by the knife, and it looked like the entire upper body was almost cut into two pieces.

Kukai felt that the tail end of his clung grip was no longer struggling violently, and his heart was overjoyed, and he struggled to sit up, pulling out his foot, which was like a fishhook, deep in the flesh, and then turned his head and shouted loudly.

"Daddy, ready to withdraw!huh?"

Only then did he realize that at the gate of the hotel, a group of Dharma tumblers that could be seen everywhere in Dongying had been blocked there for some time.

They look big and small, fat and round, blue, black, white, red all kinds of colors, gathered together like a Dharma tumbler family, standing there swaying and looking at them, looking very happy, it looks particularly cute.

That is, of course, if you ignore the blood that keeps dripping from their bodies.

The exorcists present were completely desperate, and slowly spit out three words between their teeth.

"Ghost Dharma. ”

Kukai behind him immediately looked back after hearing Kukai's shout, and at first glance he saw seven or eight ghosts standing at the door.

He was in utter despair in an instant.

Trying to escape from this hotel is a complete fantasy, and as time goes on, more and more demons will come to you.

Because for them, exorcists are not only delicious food, but also excellent items to increase their strength.

Kukai Yixing recited a Buddha horn in a low voice, he looked at Zhang Jiao, who was still directing the red ghost to spew cold flames, and suddenly whispered to him, "Zhang Sang, if you have the opportunity, you can find a way to escape by yourself, and I and the Sheren will fight for you again." ”

As he spoke, he sat down cross-legged and turned his head to look at Kukai in front of him, his eyes filled with a thousand words.

Kukai immediately met his father's gaze, and he seemed to understand it at once.

Kukai Sharen habitually grinned, touched his bare head, and after a few struggles, sat down cross-legged like his father, folded his hands, and chanted the Myoho-renge-kyo that he had been reciting for nearly thirty years.

"That's what I smelled. For a time, the Buddha lived in the city of the king's house, in the mountains of Jajari, and was ...... with 12,000 great monks."

In the sound of the scriptures, the Buddha light on Kukai Zen Master began to boil, and just as he was about to recite one last sutra to these demons, a cold palm like an ice cube was placed on his shoulder, and a faint voice came from his ears.

"No need. ”

Kukai looked up and saw Zhang Jiao standing behind him with a faint smile, unhurriedly loosening the bracelet tied to his left hand.

In front of him, Zhang Jiao, who had always had a warm smile on his face, had completely changed.

A sinister ghost aura spread from his body, and the temperature in the entire hall seemed to drop by dozens of degrees in an instant.

Countless gray-white breaths continued to float out from his facial features, condensed around him, and dripping from the viscous blood gray mist continued to drip down, turning into one ominous big character after another.

Just standing there, people can't see the reality, it seems to be real and illusory, as if the figure in front of you does not exist.

The only thing that can be seen is that the vermilion gilt edict in the center of his eyebrows is particularly eye-catching.

"Please help me get it. ”

Kukai took the bracelet handed over by Zhang Jiao with a shocked face, and stammered and asked, "Zhang, Zhang Sang?"

Zhang Jiao was silent, only a grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he nodded slowly.

Kukai suddenly felt a cool breath rising from the soles of his feet, and it instantly spread all over his body, and a lot of fear involuntarily rose in his heart.

"Zhang Sang, he's not human!"

Zhang Jiao naturally didn't know what he was thinking now, he felt extremely uncomfortable now, especially between this sudden change, he felt very uncomfortable, and the gloomy anger rushed straight to his heart.

He looked at the demons around him and said silently.

"You are all the ones who did it. ”

As if sensing his thoughts, the blood floating around his body immediately twisted and twisted, turning into blood-colored dead characters.

The demon insects in front of him began to fall one after another the moment the blood characters were formed, as if they were sprayed with insect spray in the summer towards the flying insects waiting for them.

In the sound of raindrops falling, Zhang Jiao turned around, and looked at the ghost Dharma at the door with dead eyes.

This group of ghosts, as if watching a play, immediately staggered to the side.

Zhang Jiao looked at them gloomily, and the anger in his mind kept urging him to tear them all apart.

"They're all harmful. ”

"Yes, they are all harmful. ”

He said silently in his heart.

The next moment, Zhang Jiao waved his hand, and the wild sword on the ground flew into his hand, and countless gray and white cold aura like a thick fog instantly spread out towards the hall.

The yin wind howled, and in the blink of an eye, the gray mist filled the air, instantly changing the world in front of everyone present.

White and gray, I couldn't see any color, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

The hall, the ghosts, the rooms, the corridors, even the walls standing in front of him could not be seen or touched, as if he was the only one left in this dead gray fog.

A great fear rose in the hearts of everyone present, even though they were all seasoned exorcists, but panic and fear still rose involuntarily.

It wasn't until a cold palm grabbed them by the collar that they felt it for the first time.

A few of the wary exorcists immediately wanted to resist, but no matter whether they were holding a spell or punching or kicking, they didn't get anything in return, as if they were fighting the air again.

Zhang Jiao looked at the exorcists who were standing in a row behind him, and the two ordinary people who were lucky to survive, and took one step at a time.

The gray mist that surrounded him immediately turned into a passage the width of a person.

The passage immediately spread outward, and in the blink of an eye, the passage passed through the high-rise buildings, straight across the entire city.

Zhang Jiao stepped out, the scene around him kept flashing in his right eye, and in the pupil of his left eye was a blood-colored hexagram.

Standing in this strange space, Kukai felt as if a long time had passed, but as if only a few seconds had passed.

When the gray fog in front of him disappeared, he realized that the place he was in had completely changed.

On the low hill, the world in front of him was divided into two by the position where Zhang Jiao stood.

In front of him, dark clouds were thick, yin qi was boiling, and resentment was soaring, not like the human world.

Behind him, the sun is shining, the trees are green, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, like a fairyland.