The haunted house is split in half by Varen's palm, just enough for Ivy to deal with half of the haunted house alone.

Ruri originally wanted to hold Ivy back, but she was actually very tired after using top-level magic, so where could she catch up with Ivy.

"What are you doing!" Even Varenn was terrified, he couldn't easily defeat the haunted villa, how could a little girl Ivy deal with it?

"Uncle, it's rare to have such a fun thing, you knock and smash like a demolition team, don't you think it's a waste, it's better to take care of your opponent first, don't bother me." ”

Ivy jumped in from the window of the villa in two or three, and immediately a chaotic flying porcelain plate and tea set smashed into her face.

Seeing that Vareen was playing hot, Ivy didn't dare to underestimate these seemingly powerless things, and lifted the table in front of her to block the front.

As a result, the smashed cup suddenly let out a terrible, high-pitched scream, as if raising the female ghost's cry a hundred times the volume, and the excessive metallic electric sound effect, made Ivy have to cover her ears.

However, this was not over, the table that had just been knocked down suddenly cracked in the middle, and suddenly turned into a prisoner's flail, and the rough wooden thorns of the two planks extended from the broken place, and quickly bit at Ivy's neck.

However, Ivy maintained the posture of covering her ears, so these two planks happened to be blocked by her arm, and Ivy, who was not even afraid of breaking a big stone in her chest, of course would not be injured by a few planks, but when the two tables slammed, it was not sawdust that splashed, but dark red plasma, as if they really broke the neck of something.

Plasma gushes out of nothing and shoots out of the invisible carotid arteries, and the amount of blood is staggering.

The sound of a leak with a broken trachea popping. The blood column was scattered into a blood mist, whether it was liquid or aerosol plasma poured on her body, a rising yellow mist, and Ivy's nose only smelled a choking sour smell at the beginning. Soon there was a burning sensation on the skin.

"What is this, isn't it an illusion? Is this necromancy or alchemy?"

Ivy hurriedly shook off the strange things on her body and rushed into the next room, because she was fast enough, her body was only temporarily burned by the fire, and she felt fine.

However, at the same time, Ivy had realized that a large area covered with corrosive gas or liquid happened to be an attack that was extremely restrained from her evenly divided damage constitution. Could it be that the strange house furniture has analyzed the best way to deal with the intruders in a short period of time?

"Damn, it must just be a coincidence!" Although the attack was not actually sharp, the scene was always unpleasant, and it was always unpleasant to take others by surprise in the past. How can there be a time when you are yin by your opponent?

At this time, Ivy looked at the pots and pans, wooden cabinets and bookshelves that were trembling irregularly, as if she was laughing at herself, and she seemed to be able to hear triumphant ridicule in her ears.

"You're too noisy, if you want to open a haunted house, you'll make me feel gloomy!" Ivy wrestled with the bookcase opposite, but these things were not living things. Completely driven by mysterious magic, it will naturally not be affected by Ivy's fighting spirit, so it is only pushed and shaken, just like a child who seems to be running crazy and unable to stop and crash.

Where Ivy crashed into the bookcase, there was the same blood mark as herself. Where the palm of the palm touched the wooden frame, the red water flowing from the bloody handprint became thicker and thicker. Glued her hands like glue.

Then, the books on the shelves flipped wildly one by one. The pages of the book filled with misaligned and garbled whirls like countless razors slicing through Ivy's skin.

"Sure enough, their attack methods are all messed up, just a coincidence?" As soon as the sharp knife-like piece of paper hit Ivy's body, it lost its power and fell down like a waste piece of paper, which was the result of the power of magic being offset by Ivy's fighting spirit. ...,

Similarly, the bloody glue on her wrist trapped her for only a moment, and then disappeared as it condensed into rusty handcuffs.

"I see, this house is essentially a large-scale magic with both attack and banning functions, just like the fighting energy can resist magic such as fireballs and ice arrows, as long as my fighting energy is urged, those magic must be consumed by the fighting energy if it wants to cause damage. ”

It sounds like a bit of a doorway, but if you think about it, what is the difference between this and being beaten without resistance? What about the counter-force of beating people, you can't just close your eyes and let people beat them up and tire them to death, right?

"Anyway, I jumped into a magic trap myself, it's stupid enough. "The battle of the Brute Beast Cottage has made Ivy realize that even low-level magic consumes the fighting energy of high-level martial artists absolutely, not to mention that Ruli now seems to be a very powerful necromancer.

At this time, the oncoming dresser jumped in front of Ivy again, and a girl with messy hair and burnt clothes in the mirror reminded her that her hair and clothes did not seem to be within the realm of "subcutaneous".

"Cut, I finally saw my favorite sister paper, can't I use this decay to see her!" Ivy raised her leg and kicked towards the mirror, and the self in the mirror also shed tears of sadness: "Why, why does the master never look at me?"

"Nonsense, the owner of this house is that old man from Vareen, how can he look in the mirror on the dresser?

Ivy kicked the counter under the mirror with both feet, and her instinct to watch horror movies in her previous life told her that things like mirrors in haunted houses were generally evil, and it was best not to have any contact with that kind of thing.

Sure enough, the dresser was kicked far away, and there was no way to use any tricks, but the next attack shocked Ivy: where the flying foot landed, a flush toilet was opening its drain to greet her!

"Why, why, I'm obviously sitting on the toilet, why does the owner always squat on the seat and use me!" The two layers of the toilet bowl are closed one by one, and the sound is like a person's upper and lower lips: "I am a hundred times more noble than squatting!"

"Ask Valenne this question yourself!" The green tendons on the top of Ivy's head were thicker than her neck, and Nima knew that she could resist a magical attack here even if she knew that she could directly use her fighting energy. She would never touch these strange creatures, reaching out to pick up a leather pistol that was dancing happily while singing, and Ivy used the wooden stick at the back to separate the toilet bowl that wanted to make out with her.

Unexpectedly, the rubber head of the leather stick turned its head and twisted towards Ivy's face, and at the same time, the body of the wooden stick also twisted and turned into a caterpillar.

"This thing doesn't scare me!"

Because the skin was caught by Ivy in the first place. Therefore, in the case of the action of the fighting spirit, it is constantly dissipating, and when it becomes a multi-legged bug, only the worm is left.

Throwing the mutated cleaning tool into the toilet, Ivy took advantage of the situation to turn over in the air and slash down with one leg, and her heel just pressed the toilet lid against the seat, so that the water splashed in the toilet did not get on herself.

Ivy finally made a difficult move after a long time, and finally showed the basic skills of a martial artist, but she immediately stayed away from the messy toilet, as long as she didn't match that kind of thing. Everything else is easy to say.

Ivy had to admit that Vareen did have an advantage in dealing with this thing, with a vindictive spirit that could be unleashed, and its own nature was to dispel the repulsive nature of a "non-self", just smash it down. On a whim, I wanted to compete with Valenne to see who would succeed in demolishing the house first, but I was afraid that I would lose.

However, in a mistake, Ivy also found that in addition to being passively beaten and consumed, there is still another way to deal with these haunted furniture, that is, hard grasping.

Although the vindictive trait of "if you are caught, you will definitely be charged" is useless for furniture that is driven by necromancy. However, after the composition of the grasping judgment, Ivy's fighting spirit will also activate the effect, so that the magic power of the ghost furniture will also be consumed, and it will also have an exorcism effect. ...,

In this way, Ivy stepped on the piano with her feet, a chainsaw between her arms, a table clock on her head, and an oil painting in her mouth. Although these things are not forcibly fixed, they make noise while bouncing around the house with Ivy all over the house. However, after a few minutes, they all gradually lost their driving power.

"Ivy, are you alright?" Ruri slammed into the room with six bone prison bars with runes. It seems that she is not completely immune to what she has created with her magic, and she still has to take precautions.

"I can handle everything else, but that thing, I can only ask you!" Ivy stuffed a doll with a kitchen knife as a tongue into a plush bear made of brain-pulp cotton, the latter's buttons were actually sewn up with a cyan small intestine, but Ivy, who could easily handle these hunting things, had no way to use a flush toilet that was bouncing behind her to chase her.

"I, I'm only going to study undead viruses and magical makeup, so I'm not sure about combat, huh?" Ruri said nervously, clenching the book in her hand.

Ivy kept throwing the ghost fragments in her hand into the weird toilet, trying to slow down her pace: "Didn't you release this magic, is there any way to crack it?"

Ruri said anxiously: "These things are activated by their own resentment, my magic only guides them to stimulate energy, pure magic is not necessarily able to compete with them, and, although it is only guiding magic, after all, it is also the strongest means, and the general method cannot be eliminated, after all, the undead magic with information as the root, complexity is also a manifestation of the strength of magic"

"Don't explain to me how magic works, I'm stupid, I don't understand!" Ivy stopped in front of Ruri, tears sliding through the corners of her eyes, "If I get dirty, please don't leave me." ”

"It's just an ordinary resentful spirit item, and the demonization Cheng dù seems to be very weak, why are you afraid of being like this?" Ruri was puzzled: "If you just simply eliminate this kind of Cheng dù resentful spirit, there is another way." Ruri closed her eyes and whispered a spell, and the shadows beneath her feet began to stir.

"Come out, Blue!" Ruri gave an order, and a majestic shadow wolf came out of the dark shadow at his feet, and casually bit the necks of the two puppets around him who were armed with awl scissors, and sucked the dark resentment that escaped from the broken puppets into his nose, and let out a lonely howl.

But when the windy black wolf saw the toilet in front of him, he clearly hesitated, and let out a reluctant whine in his throat.

"Come on, little black, doesn't the dog like to eat that thing the most, it's definitely delicious!" Ivy kicked Shadow Wolf Blue with her foot as she passed by.

"Whew!" Blue visibly panicked in mid-air, then turned into a black shadow and teleported back to Ivy's feet, biting Ivy's ankle hard as a matter of course.

"Damn, you dead dog, I haven't seen you for so long, and you're going against me as soon as you come out!" Ivy backhanded the Shadow Wolf's neck, "Do you think I'm the same as before?"

When the two enemies rolled together, the jumping toilet had already pounced: "No matter who it is, please sit on me for convenience!"

The ghost toilet opens two layers of seats, and the liquid in the drain squirts out.

"No !!"

"Woo woo woo !!!"

Ivy and Blue were so frightened that they were scared, and at the same time they crawled away, but because they were entangled with Ivy, as a shadow monster, Blue was limited by Ivy's fighting spirit to grab the special effects, and the stunt of shadow teleportation could not be used, but as a fifth-order demonic beast with agility expertise, Blue's actions made it impossible for Ivy to completely catch it, and the one man and one wolf who were in a hurry always tripped each other!

After several struggles, he still didn't escape half a step, and finally the two two heads slammed together, and at the same time looked at the flushing toilet water in horror, although theoretically the flushing water should be no different from the tap water, but the corners of the two eyes flashed with tears of despair, and the water in front of them complemented each other. (To be continued.)