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Walking in the dark, where Qin Kun passed, it was bloody.

From the moment he saw the corpse, Qin Kun's heart began to twitch.

He is an undertaker, facing corpses every day, but he has never been indifferent to life and death, this is a group of living people, who died today for no reason, without warning.

Is this a blood sacrifice?

What a sin!

In the basement, where the yin qi is the heaviest, corpses are everywhere.

The Sea Emperor Club is a place for entertainment and leisure, the upper floor is an adult area, and the basement is a children's area.

When Qin Kun saw the corpse of the first child, he couldn't control his emotions.

A cute girl of 3 or 4 years old, with two eye sockets, was driven by an iron nail, through the back of the head, and nailed to the wall.

In the entire aisle, a row of children's corpses were nailed to the wall in unison, and as far as the eye could see, the methods were cruel and difficult to look at!!

The children, both male and female, large and small, without exception, had their little hearts gouged out, and their chests were marked with blood from inverted pentagrams, scratched by sharp objects.

Qin Kun stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to pull out the iron nails, but he didn't dare to touch them.

On the ground, shocking blood converged into two lines.

'Blood for blood!' An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth! ’

Out of control, Qin Kun is completely out of control.

"Who the did this! I'm going to kill you!! ”

"I'm going to kill you!! Kill you!! ”

"your ancestors! Who did it, Lao Tzu is going to kill you!! ”

A heart-rending roar, like a raging beast.

Qin Kun's emotions were out of control, completely out of control, and the roar from the basement came out loud and reached the ears of everyone nearby.

Nie Yuxuan, Wang Qian, Chu Qianxun, and Ying Fengyao, the four of them were fighting for their lives with the people of the Black Soul Sect, and suddenly heard Qin Kun's loud roar, and the anger contained in his voice could no longer be described in words.

Steam room on the second floor.

Li Chong, who was a little unconscious, was taking a nap, and was awakened by Qin Kun's roar, and smiled tiredly: "Damn, Lao Tzu also wants to kill people......"

Outside the five-star blood array, Jing Sansheng's ears moved, and he vaguely heard Qin Kun's voice.

"He's angry." Jing Sansheng took a deep breath, "What is there in there that can make him angry like this?" ”

Chu Laoxian shook his head with a miserable smile: "When Yang Ye went to the Four Dragons **, wasn't it the same." Blood sacrifice, ......"

Jing Sansheng's aged body twitched a little.

"Do we really do nothing?" Jing Sansheng asked.

Chu Dao shook his head: "Of course not, our business is here." ”

The oil lamp in Chu Dao's hand was bright, and his eyes seemed to have finally gotten rid of the shackles of the magnetic field, and he looked at the top floor of another building on Dongxiang Street, where there was a pitch-black figure, flickering in the sky mark lamp.

Chu Dao handed the oil lamp to Jing Sansheng: "I'll help you press the formation." ”

"Okay."

Jing Sansheng took the oil lamp with a tacit understanding and walked towards the building.

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In the basement, Qin Kun continued to walk forward, and after a while, he had already passed through the children's area and came to an empty rest area.

When the child's body arrived here, it came to an abrupt end, and there were several sofas in this rest area, and on the sofa, I finally saw a person.

The man was tall, close to 2 meters, and also burly, sitting there, like a hill.

On the table, there is a five-pointed star notched metal vessel, the pattern of the vessel is a sheep's skull, in the middle of the vessel is erected a meat grinding cone, the surface is a blood trough, the person pinched a heart, inserted into the meat grinding cone grinding, the heart is chopped by the sharp knife above, the minced meat flows into the blood groove.

The man dipped his fingers in the minced meat in the blood trough as if enjoying peanut butter, and reached into his mouth to taste the minced meat.

"Eastern Exorcists? Like my welcome style? Hahaha......"

It was a European face, with half-length hair combed back, a somewhat crazy expression, and a fanaticism in his eyes, his upper body bare, and his chest hair thick.

At his feet, three lumps of flesh were wriggling.

The European said: "Little sea cucumber, come and say hello~ Dear exorcist, I haven't been waiting for you for long, I just had a fight, and I only made 3 of them, forgive me." ”

Qin Kun looked at it, it was not a sea cucumber, it was 3 children.

Children with their limbs chopped off, their eyes gouged out, and their tongues cut out, they were covered with toothpicks like sea cucumbers.

Qin Kun saw that their blood was gurgling, and they were not dead yet.

With trembling palms, he picked up a 'sea cucumber' and helped him pull out a toothpick.

"Oh? Dear exorcist, why are you crying? The European man's expression was surprised: "Is my work touching?" ”

Qin Kun was like a walking corpse, every time he pulled out a toothpick, the mass of 'sea cucumbers' twitched, and he couldn't make a sound, but Qin Kun could feel his pain.

Two bean-sized tears dripped down.

And then it couldn't be controlled.

"You're dead......"

"Hahahaha...... Why are you so angry? The man asked in surprise as he picked up a 'sea cucumber', dipped it in minced meat, and fed it to his mouth.

"Let him go!"

"Exorcist who likes to cry, my name is Frinkdahl, the great servant of the Holy Cult."

"I said, put! Open! He! ”

Frinkdahl stood up, smiled slightly, and then let go of his hands, and the child fell freely, his head stuck in the sharp vessel, and finally stopped moving.

"You want me to put it!" Frinkdahl shrugged innocently.

"Ahhhh

Qin Kun kicked over the table, and the minced meat on the blood trough sprinkled Frinkdahl's body.

Frinkdahl raised his eyelids and saw that Qin Kun had an extra firewood knife in his hand, and smiled: "The fluctuation of the half-holy weapon? It's a pity, I'm not afraid! ”

The ghost of Shibayama is like a ghost, and the world shakes with a firewood knife!

The firewood knife was half a meter long, and Qin Kun slashed at Frinkdahl with a knife.

With a single slash, the tragic scene of hell emerged, and countless hellish demons were entangled to drag the other party into hell, but they were dodged by the other party.

"Don't try to run!"

The knife was ineffective, Qin Kun held a palm, and the net of the Dark Flame was cast, entangled Frinkdahl.

Frinkdahl moved with difficulty, with a solemnity in his eyes, what is this?

Coming down again, Qin Kun's knife had already slashed at his shoulder!

Hurt!

Frinkdahl's first feeling was that the ghost qi in his body was sucked away by this strange knife!

However, he has a strong ghostly aura, and he is not afraid of this trick.

"Obeying the call of the true God, I have returned from Hell to guide the lost Lamb in search of his homeland. I am a servant of the devil, and God will give me strength! ”

Frinkdahl's gaze was extremely reverent, and Qin Kun saw that he was undergoing changes all over his body.

When the third knife was about to strike, Qin Kun stopped.

On this empty ground, blood suddenly gushed out from the ground and converged on him.

A steady stream of blood, and his ghost qi also continued to rise.

"Master, this ghost general. The ghost is still rising. ”

The ghost in the wedding dress opened his mouth to remind.

The ghost general is already a realm of yin soul energy, infinitely close to the extreme that yin souls can reach.

This ghost general has already condensed the yin spirit, and in some ways, it can be regarded as having a 'physical body'.

Very strong! The ghost aura is very strong, and the strength is also very strong, just standing there, the ghost bodies of Niu Meng, peeling, and wedding clothes all began to fluctuate strongly, as if they would disperse at any time.

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