Wang Feng and Van Gogh hurriedly ran forward, while the black shadow behind them stretched out their claws to chase the two, and a piercing sound directly penetrated the ears of the two of them.

I saw a huge scratch on the rocky wall in an instant.

The depth of the scratch is at least about three or four centimeters.

The claw was about to reach the back of their heads.

"Squat down ......"

Wang Feng shouted, and then quickly squatted down, while Van Gogh lay directly on the ground, the piercing sound passed over the heads of the two, and the dust on the rocks also fell on their faces.

Strangely, the black shadow had disappeared, and Wang Feng and Van Gogh could only see the scratches on the walls.

"Where's the Shadow?" Wang Feng's heart suddenly hung there, and he panicked.

Van Gogh saw that this was also a little unclear, so "disappeared ......"

"Gone? No way! Wang Feng looked at the scratches on the wall: "We can't see him anymore." ”

"What then!"

Wang Feng squatted there and looked at the end of the corridor, and a dark shadow loomed in the darkness.

"I saw it!"

Van Gogh glanced at Wang Feng: "I also saw ......"

The piercing voice came again, and Wang Feng quickly got up from the ground and shouted at Van Gogh: "Go!" ”

Van Gogh also quickly got up, and the two of them quickly ran to the rear.

The shadow didn't let the two of them go, and the cacophony kept echoing behind them and getting closer.

Wang Feng grabbed Van Gogh: "Squat!" ”

Both of them squatted down, and a yin wind swept through their hair, and their scalps suddenly went numb.

"I almost let this guy open his brain......" Van Gogh is still undecided, and his little heart is pounding.

Wang Feng nodded and didn't respond: "I guess this guy can only see it under certain conditions...... Generally invisible. ”

Van Gogh turned his head to look at Wang Feng: "Then what to do now!" ”

Wang Feng didn't know what to do, this monster itself was invisible, and if it weren't for the scratches on the wall and the sound, he couldn't guess the location of the monster.

"I don't know ......"

"Wait...... The sound is gone...... "Van Gogh suddenly realized that the sound of his claws rubbing against the wall was gone.

Before Van Gogh could react, Wang Feng kicked him in the face and kicked him away some distance.

As soon as Van Gogh wanted to speak, a gust of wind blew in front of him, and scratches appeared on the ground.

"It's hard ......"

Van Gogh couldn't help but wonder: "How do you know he's going to attack me......"

Wang Feng shook his head: "Instinctive reaction ......"

Van Gogh hurriedly looked around, he was already sweating profusely, and the clothes on his body were already half wet.

"You can catch monsters in tight places, but you don't have enough room to dodge...... You can't catch the monster's action in a wide area, but you can dodge it sufficiently......"

Wang Feng couldn't help but feel a little difficult.

But the shadow didn't give them time to think, and a gust of wind struck again.

Before Wang Feng could react, his face had already been scratched by his claws, and three blood marks had been scratched.

Wang Feng ...... Are you okay! ”

Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng anxiously.

"It's okay...... Stay back...... Now monster action is getting more and more difficult to capture...... Leaning against the wall first...... "Wang Feng covered his wound, and the blood couldn't stop flowing down.

"If this continues...... Dead! Wang Feng glanced at the blood on his hand and suddenly thought of a solution.

He slowly stood up and closed his eyes, a lot of blood already accumulating in his palms.

Wang Feng ...... What are you doing? Isn't it crazy? Van Gogh couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Wang Feng like this.

Wang Feng didn't speak, when the yin wind hit.

"Here ......

He waited for the moment when the yin wind hit, and he aimed at the position and spilled the blood in his hand. Then he quickly jumped sideways to the side.

Wang Feng's blood did not fall to the ground, but stayed in mid-air.

Van Gogh instantly understood: "This is what it looks like...... Since he can't see that guy, let the blood make him visible...... Just by seeing blood, you can know the location of monsters. ”

He looked at Wang Feng and couldn't help but admire a little: "You can still be so calm in this situation...... Even better than the veterans......"

Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng's appearance and suddenly thought of a person-Faust.

That man used to be the same, and I have to say that Wang Feng and Faust are very similar.

Van Gogh ...... Run downstairs......" Wang Feng quickly turned around and ran downstairs.

And his shout directly relieved Van Gogh.

The two of them didn't say a word, and hurriedly ran downstairs.

However, Wang Feng's blood floating in the air before did not follow the two, but walked into the depths of the corridor and disappeared into the darkness.

"That guy didn't follow......"

Van Gogh looked behind him and found that the blood mark was walking in the opposite direction of the two: "Could it be that monster ......?"

Wang Feng sat on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good...... Peace ......"

"Your face is okay!" Van Gogh crouched down to examine Wang Feng's scratched face.

And Wang Feng shook his head: "It's okay...... It's best to survive. ”

Van Gogh also sat on the ground and looked at the ceiling, feeling like he was escaping death: "At that moment, I could feel how close that claw was to me. My scalp is still numb......"

"Don't say anything, everything will be fine......" Wang Feng rubbed his eyes and stood up against the wall.

He looked at the scratches in the hallway: "That's a lot of strength...... It has a depth of about three or four centimeters...... And it has to be at a specific time to see that guy. ”

"It's definitely the toughest monster we've ever encountered." Van Gogh thought of the monster he had encountered before, and then thought of the monster he had just encountered, and immediately stood up and down.

Wang Feng shook his head: "No...... Probably the trickiest monster we've encountered so far...... Because I have a hunch that the monster after that will definitely be trickier......"

Van Gogh realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry...... I was wrong. ”

Wang Feng touched the wall with his hand: "What kind of monster is this......"

"Meow~"

Wang Feng looked down, and the big black cat didn't know when it had come to his side.

"When did this cat get here?" Van Gogh squatted down, but the cat didn't pay attention to Van Gogh and kept scratching Wang Feng's leg.

Wang Feng picked up the cat and then kept patting its head.

"Looks like Hei likes you very much...... Mr. Wang Feng. Henry Bacon walked over slowly, looking at the scratches on the wall and was not so surprised, he turned his head to look at Wang Feng and Van Gogh and smiled slightly: "It seems that you have encountered monsters!" ”

"Hmm......" Wang Feng nodded, and then put Xiao Hei on the ground.