The strange image that makes people shudder, as soon as it appears, it exudes a thick ominous atmosphere.

The so-called fear of hope probably refers to this kind of thing!

Therefore, the panic that rises involuntarily from the depths of the heart is more like the fear of animals engraved in the depths of the gene for natural enemies, which does not need to be seen before, as long as they see it, they will naturally be timid and avoid it from afar, like a cat to a mouse, like a raccoon dog to a cat!

As a mortal body, this kind of horror and fear is inevitable.

The bodyguards standing outside the house saw the big-mouthed monster, like a frightened bird and beast, let out an earth-shattering scream, and scattered and fled in all directions.

As soon as the tentacles in the big mouth stretched out, they were inserted into the heads of the four nearest bodyguards, and with only one suck, the four tall and burly bodyguards who were as strong as a hill were sucked until only a thin piece of skin remained, and they fell softly to the bottom.

"Who are you? How dare you hinder the coming of my God! ”

The eyes on both sides rolled, staring at Zhou Yang, who had stopped before retreating, his eyes full of undisguised hostility and hatred.

"Anyone who dares to stop the coming of my god will die!"

The fragmented voice, the tentacles stretched wantonly, and the bodyguards who didn't have time to escape were sucked dry one after another.

The monster's body expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the inner eye, and in the blink of an eye, it was more than four meters tall and two meters wide horizontally.

The trembling evil aura is even stronger, and people can't help but feel their hands and feet weak, and they can't afford to have any will to resist, they just want to give up everything and die obediently!

But Zhou Yang did not have the slightest idea of surrendering and dying.

Throwing away everything in his previous life, turning over the Yin Mountain and crossing the gate of heaven, all the sorrows, joys and pains are all dream bubbles for him, what is the point of horror and fear?

Zhou Yang burst out with a roar from the bottom of his heart, pulled out the short knife at his waist, did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed forward with a big mouth.

All the monster's tentacles contracted and thrust towards Zhou Yang.

"You!"

The short knife cross-cuts, slashing across the monster's neck.

The whole head that turned into a big mouth flew up in the air.

"Yes!"

Although the head was cut off, more slime-filled tentacles emerged from the monster's severed neck, shooting towards Zhou Yang.

The twin knives in Zhou Yang's hands erupted into a snowy light, shattering the tentacles.

"What!"

The twin knives that smash the tentacles take advantage of the momentum to plunge into the monster's severed neck, and slash downward!

"What!"

The monster's entire chest and abdomen were completely dissected, and the rotting and foul-smelling internal organs spewed out, but in the air, they turned into strange insects with teeth and claws, and pounced on Zhou Yang one after another.

"Ghost!"

Zhou Yang's double knives danced into a ball of white light, smashing those insects that had rotten and changed their internal organs one by one.

One word.

"What the hell are you!"

Zhou Yang and the monster staggered.

The monster was torn apart behind him, pieces of flesh scattered all over the place.

There was a sickening, pungent stench in the air.

The bodyguards who were fortunate not to die grabbed their throats and vomited heartbreakingly.

Zhou Yang turned around and walked to the head that had been split into a big mouth.

His eyes were still rolling, staring at Zhou Yang tightly, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth, "Who are you?" ”

"What the hell are you?" Zhou Yang asked again, "Why did you come here to summon the evil god!" ”

However, the big mouth was obviously not interested in answering his question, and bounced up violently, opening its mouth to bite him.

The knife flashed, and the head was cut into eight pieces.

This time I couldn't die anymore.

Looking at the foul-smelling fragments, Zhou Yang frowned.

This kind of thing of summoning evil gods is never a whim, and it can be done wherever you want, nor can you do it if someone wants to.

There must be a more complicated source behind this matter, at least it will involve a dark wizard gang of the North Caucasus school, and an evil god who wants to sneak into the world and do something!

It's far from over!

But Zhou Yang didn't think much about it.

The soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, and then there will be something, and then it will be!

Zhou Yang, who started again, was fearless!

He turned and returned to his room.

The scene was the same as when he left.

The black robes in a circle all collapsed to the ground, trembling incessantly.

Zhou Yang walked over and casually lifted a person's hood.

This is a woman in her fifties, judging from her makeup and dress, she usually thinks she is a very graceful lady, but at this moment, she is pale in her face, her eyes are blank, her mouth is foaming, and she keeps muttering vague words.

She's crazy!

It's not just that she's crazy, Zhou Yang checked it and confirmed that all the black robes present were crazy, without exception.

However, Zhou Yang had no sympathy for them and didn't want to pay attention to them.

Then he turned to look at the souls of the girls on the eight candles, and made sure that each soul was intact, so he set up a simple altar and recited a sutra of salvation to calm the soul, and then carefully put them away.

These poor girls are victims, and he can't bring them back to life, but he can send their souls back to their homes and be reborn in peace, at least without having to wander away and suffer in the world.

After cleaning up the souls of the eight girls, Zhou Yang jumped into the black hole on the ground.

As he expected, there was also a soul that had suffered so much.

There is a cross-shaped shelf erected in the center of the square hole of more than ten square meters, and thirteen fire candles are lit around the shelf, and the flame of each fire candle extends out of a slender and long fire line to link to the shelf.

The soul of an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old girl was trapped on the shelf, constantly being burned by the line of fire.

But when he saw this soul clearly, he still couldn't help but feel stunned.

It's a geist!

The soul of a living person can be called a wandering soul when it is separated from the body!

The main soul of the priest who was trapped on the shelf and tortured turned out to be a living soul!

This means that every bit of pain she suffers will be transmitted to her body, and every bit of physical pain will be transmitted back again, and every bit of pain will be doubled by this!

This kind of pain is by no means something that an ordinary girl can bear, even if it is compared to the hearts of ten thousand ghosts.

This geist must have gone mad.

Thinking like this, Zhou Yang wanted to step forward and free her first.

But the wandering spirit, which had been hanging its head, raised its head violently and looked directly at Zhou Yang.

Although the eyes can hardly hide the pain, they are clear and stable, full of vigilance and vigilance, and do not hide hatred!

She's not crazy!

This is an unimaginably strong girl!

Since she is not crazy, she can't use coercive means that may hurt her sanity, which is actually more troublesome for Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang calmly looked back at the girl, "I killed the monster that trapped you, now let you go, don't run around, otherwise there will be no chance to go back!" ”

The girl's voice was hoarse, "Why should I trust you? ”

Zhou Yang said: "What can you do if you don't believe me? Are you going to be worse off than you are now? ”

The girl was silent for a moment before asking, "What's your name?" What can you do for me? ”

"My name is Zhou Yang!" Zhou Yang said calmly, "Tell me your name, where your body is, I can send you back to your body!" ”

"Why are you helping me? I can't give you any good! ”

"Since I've encountered it, it's impossible to ignore it! As for the benefits, I didn't think about it, I would take what I wanted, and I didn't care about what others wanted! ”

"My name is Su Xiaocha, and my body should be in the First People's Hospital of Wucheng! I've been away for six days, and if I can't return to my body before sunrise tomorrow, I won't have a chance again! ”

"I can't see that you're quite expert! Okay, Su Xiaocha, I'll send you home! Zhou Yang stepped forward to untie Su Xiaocha's shackles, "Do you believe me?" ”

"I don't believe it!" Su Xiaocha replied, "However, as you said, no matter what happens, I can't be worse than now!" Just, I hope you won't regret this promise of yours! ”

"I never regret what I do!"

Zhou Yang put away Su Xiaocha's soul, reflexively jumped out of the black hole, and strode out of the courtyard, for other people, he had no idea of helping, and it was already his great mercy to let them fend for themselves.

Back on the road, we drove off.

This is 800 miles to Wucheng, five hours from sunrise!

In the small courtyard room that was thrown by Zhou Yang, a black-robed man suddenly stood up, first stood upright for a moment, and then slowly shook, his head and hands and feet shook extremely uncoordinated, like a marionette manipulated by raw hands, and every movement was stiff and rigid.

After shaking for a while, and the movements were not normal, the black robe finally gave up this effort to coordinate his body and started a new movement.

He bent down and dragged the other black robes who were still crazy one by one to the mouth of the black hole and pushed them down, and then walked out of the house, grabbed all the bodyguards who were so frightened that they were weak and still vomited, and dragged them to the entrance of the cave and pushed them down as usual.

Soon, all the living people in the entire courtyard were pushed into the hole.

The black-robed man finally hesitated at the entrance of the cave for a moment, then jumped down.

There were creepy tearing sounds, screams, and clear chewing sounds from within the black hole.

Someone struggled to get up from the hole, covered in blood, trying to escape from the black hole, but was immediately pulled into it again by a powerful force.

The whole process lasted for a full hour, and the sound in the cave finally died down, and it became deathly quiet.

Suddenly, there was a crack, and a wet, tentacle-like thing was thrown out of the black hole and hunched on the edge of the cavern.

Immediately after, the black-robed man rose from the hole, soaked in blood, and the tentacles that were thrown out retracted under the robe like a living snake.

The black-robed man stiffened out of the room, looked up at the night sky, and then looked out onto the dark highway, two red lights flashing under his hood.

"Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang!"

The hoarse and broken voice muttered, one higher than the other, clearer and clearer, and finally turned into a roar full of malice and hatred, rising from the small courtyard into the sky, echoing in the night sky, like a huge and hideous beast roaring.

"Zhou Yang!"