Don't...... Is there really a ghost here?

Thinking of this, the true qi in Zhao Xuan's body was also raised, and it quickly circulated in the meridians, and the power of the Eight Miscellaneous Claws was also used in the palm, ready to be used at any time.

He looked around, the footsteps were still faint and faint, to be honest, this footsteps were lighter than the footsteps of Zhao Xuan with all his might, at least Zhao Xuan couldn't do it in such a light state.

That's why he's so nervous.

Sweeping his eyes, Zhao Xuan didn't find anything unusual, the surroundings were as quiet as ever, and nothing else was moving, just the footsteps, sometimes appearing upstairs, sometimes below, making Zhao Xuan's hair stand on end.

Suddenly, Zhao Xuan's gaze fell on the church statue, and he suddenly discovered a strange thing.

That is, just now he was standing in front of the statue, and he happened to be looking at the statue, and now he has taken a few steps back, why is the statue still looking at him?

His gaze was on himself?

Zhao Xuan's breathing became heavy, and suddenly, a small window in this room, a small window that may have not moved for several years, suddenly had no wind and automatically, closed, and creaked, this time Zhao Xuan felt not a toothache, but a big shock.

When this voice sounded, Zhao Xuan's footsteps moved, and he almost flew out sideways, he was already fully prepared, even if he directly knocked the door of this church away, it didn't matter.

But this panic was only a momentary thing, and soon Zhao Xuan was angry and sank into the dantian, his heart was like water, and he returned to a calm state, demons and monsters? Zhao Xuan is an atheist, he naturally doesn't believe in this, as the so-called things must be reversed, after being nervous, Zhao Xuan quickly returned to a calm state, with a lot of pride in his chest, and the strength in his hands, Zhao Xuan's eyes were full of coldness.

Hmph, it doesn't matter what you are, if you're a demon or a monster, then I'll have the claws of the Eight Divergent Ones to see who can do whom.

Thinking about it, Zhao Xuan didn't care why the statue stared at him, and threw out two coins casually.

Powerful and windy.

I only heard the two muffled sounds of "buzz", and then the cracking sound of "bang", it turned out that these two Japanese island coins pierced the eyes of the statue hard, and made it transparent from the inside out, because Zhao Xuan ran the claws of the Eight Differences, the force was extraordinarily large, and the entire statue not only had its eyes shattered, but even its head was cut in half.

Looking at the statue with half of his head shattered, the haze in Zhao Xuan's heart finally dissipated a little, making your eyes roll wildly, and directly smashing you in the chaos!

The footsteps were still shallow, Zhao Xuan's footsteps turned, and he walked upstairs along the stairs, it was an extremely high spiral staircase, the attic layer by layer, the sundries in the attic were placed, full of spider webs, with Zhao Xuan's footsteps, the dust was raised, but here, on the top of several floors, except for dust and sundries, there was really no living thing.

Even if there are no cockroaches anymore.

It's too quiet, it's really too quiet.

It's an unusual stillness, what the hell is going on?

Zhao Xuan frowned, turned around and walked downstairs, he was sure that there must be a basement under this floor, otherwise how could there be footsteps in the thick underground?

That's definitely not an illusion.

Coming back to the first floor, the shattered statue added a touch of relief to the heavy atmosphere, Zhao Xuan walked around the chapel hall, and finally stopped in front of a door.

This door happened to be on the side behind the statue, no wonder Zhao Xuan couldn't see this door just now.

On the left and right sides of this door, there is a bronze border, the door shows a deep color, it doesn't seem to match the style of the whole room, if this house has a history of sixty years, then this door, to Zhao Xuan, has a history of at least three hundred years.

Why is there such a big contrast?

Zhao Xuan's outstretched hand froze.

This door reminded Zhao Xuan of Pandora's box, and also reminded Zhao Xuan of the secret room that had not been opened for hundreds of years in the ancient bunker that he had seen in countless movies.

If this door is opened, will evil demons emerge from inside? Then didn't he release this demon and wreak havoc on the world? Zhao Xuan looked at his hand, hesitant in his heart.

Pandora's box, once opened, can no longer be closed.

But...... What are you afraid of? No matter how big the demons and monsters are, can they beat the power of the Eight Miscellaneous Snakes? The Eight Miscellaneous Snake, is the strongest divine beast on the island of Japan, it has the ability to call the wind and rain, change the heavens and the earth, and its eight heads respectively mean "soul, ghost, evil, demon, demon, slaughter, spirit, death".

In the mythology of Donghua, the eight-way snake of Hijima actually has a provenance, that is, the Xiangliu in the legend of Donghua. Xiangliu original nine-headed, for the nine-headed snake dragon, because of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan with a sword after cutting off a head, is also eight, everywhere is a swamp, thunder and lightning flying, dark clouds closed, later this Xiangliu fled to the frontier area, floating across the sea, came to the island of the day, to hide their true identity, this became the island of the island admired by the snake.

The Eight Miscellaneous Snake has such power, how afraid are the demons and monsters? Thinking of this, the strength of Zhao Xuan's hand increased sharply, this seemingly ancient door was pushed open by Zhao Xuan in an instant, and suddenly, a foul smell rushed to his face, Zhao Xuan was smoked by this foul smell and took two steps back, covered his nose, and coughed twice.

What's going on?

Zhao Xuan was puzzled in his heart, and looked at the dark basement, he was already so shocked that he couldn't speak.

I saw that this was a three-meter staircase, there was nothing under the stairs, only a round pool, the pool was full of bright red blood, and there were more than a dozen corpses lying in it, these corpses were all mutilated and rotten, and swarms of maggots and corpse insects were afraid to move on these corpses, and there were also some corpse insects flying sideways on the ground.

It's disgusting.

This is Zhao Xuan's feeling, he has a feeling of wanting to vomit.

Although he had killed people, he had never made such a bloody scene, and the people he had killed were all deserving people, and those people had died happily, without being tortured, and most of them had no blood spurting, just died quietly.

So Zhao Xuan's real feeling of death was not so profound, but now ...... When he saw such a tragic scene, his first feeling was that he wanted to vomit.

There was nothing he wanted here, as soon as his footsteps turned, in three or two steps, Zhao Xuan flew out of the church, standing in a place with fresh air, Zhao Xuan took a few deep breaths, and then he felt a lot more comfortable, and the feeling of wanting to vomit was also suppressed.

Looking back at the church where the door was kicked open, Zhao Xuan casually threw out a Japanese island coin, this time with greater force, this coin contained Zhao Xuan's disgust for this place.

The silver light seemed to cut through time and space, piercing through the infinite darkness from the sunny place, and raising boundless dust.

"Boom !!"

With a heavy sound, I remembered that the strange statue, the upper body was smashed by Zhao Xuan's coin, this was Zhao Xuan's full force, compared to the semi-automatic anti-tank powerful sniper rifle.

"No matter what demons and monsters you are, dare to appear in front of me, I want you to die one by one to look good!"

Zhao Xuan glanced coldly at the church again, then turned to leave.

Although he left, he still had doubts in his heart, who killed these people? Why kill them? also used such cruel means to put them together and turned them into pools of blood.

Why did these people come into this church? What was the purpose of their entry into this church? Could it really be that the ghost killed them? Are there really ghosts in this world? Perhaps no one will be able to understand this question, no one will be able to understand it for thousands of years, and no one will understand it for thousands of years to come.

If it's really the ghost who kills, then why doesn't the ghost kill him? Could it be because he has the legendary claws of the Eight Divergent Ones? Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan glanced at his palm, and a puzzled look also flashed in his eyes.

To be honest, when learning the True Qi Control Method on the Eight Divergent Claws, Zhao Xuan had a strange feeling, and the inexplicable suction that sometimes appeared in the palm of his hand seemed to have quietly disappeared.

Originally, that power belonged to Nahai Jin, only that shallow, but the suction force that existed was always in the palm of his hand, so Nahai Jin had the possibility of appearing, and the Devouring Hand could have infinite possibilities to bring strength to Zhao Xuan.

But since he learned the Eight Divergent Claws, the small suction that sometimes appeared in the palm of his hand has completely disappeared, what is going on?

Could it be that these claws of the Eight Divergent Sects have completely assimilated Nahai Jin, or have they directly made their inexplicable devouring ability disappear directly?

Nahai Jin has brought Zhao Xuan's strength to improve by leaps and bounds, but it has also brought trouble and difficulties in Zhao Xuan's cultivation, and now if it really disappears, will it be a blessing or a curse?

Zhao Xuan looked at his palm, and finally retracted his gaze, let it be, sometimes there must be in life, and there is no time in life to ask for it, originally the cultivation of his own body is a godsend, why ask for too much?

In fact, Zhao Xuan's feeling was completely correct, his Nahai strength did not appear again for a long time in the future, and it was not until a long time later that he knew the reason, but this is all a later story, not to mention it for the time being.

After walking around this remote church, the shadow in Zhao Xuan's heart became more cautious, and the original idea of going to Leomis's house disappeared, and when he walked to the main road, he went straight back to the hotel.

Back at the hotel, Zhao Xuan did not go back to his room, but directly opened the door of Nangong Shishi's room.

When he went out, he gave Zhao Xuan a key, which meant that in the past few days, Zhao Xuan could enter and leave Nangong Shishi's room at will.

This is the approval, I am afraid that all men in the world will envy Zhao Xuan, because if you want to get the approval of a peerless beauty like Nangong Shishi, it is really a blessing that has been cultivated for hundreds of lifetimes.

Entering the room, Zhao Xuan saw a delicate beauty lying on the bed to recuperate.

Nangong Shishi was originally lying on the bed, bored watching TV, when Zhao Xuan suddenly came back, which surprised her.

"It's back, so soon."

Zhao Xuan said:

"There were no clues, and it wasn't interesting to stay, so I came back." As he spoke, Zhao Xuan sat next to Nangong Shishi and sat on the bed.

Nangong Shishi hugged Zhao Xuan's arm, fell into his arms, and whispered:

"Xuan, I just took the medicine."

"Take medicine?" Zhao Xuan looked at Nangong Shishi in surprise.