The whisper was very quiet, just a faint voice.

But everyone in the room, you can hear it clearly.

When they heard this voice, everyone's hearts trembled, and their faces changed instantly.

"In the stomach?"

"Is this a belly?"

“……”

Everyone with the unbelievable.

I raised the fishbone sword in my hand and went down with a sword against the wall next to me, which had turned into sticky flesh.

As a result, when the sword went down, only the sound of "zizizi" was heard, and there was really blood and white mucus splashing out, with the fishy smell of sour water.

It's like a disgusting smell of drunken vomit.

"Damn, it's so pungent, we won't really get into the belly of some evil thing, right?"

Zhang Yuchen was nervous, and he also slashed two swords at the wriggling wall of flesh and blood next to him.

It's also flesh and sour water, and even the "cooing" sound made when the intestines are peristalsis.

At the same time, Pan Ling even said:

"Watch your ......"

We all looked down and noticed that all of a sudden, there was more juice under our feet.

And with a sour smell, the blood flowing from the walls dripped into the water under his feet, and it made a corrosive sound.

"Is this stomach acid? Is this too bloody? ”

Zhang Yuchen was very excited, completely losing the normal judgment that an exorcist should have.

Mao Jing and Pan Ling and I avoided it, and we all watched left and right.

Stomach?

Is it possible?

We're in the tube building, and even if there is a big whale here, swallowing the four of us in one gulp, it may not be so spacious.

Although there is flesh and mucus around it, it looks similar to the intestines.

But I'm 100% sure it's absolutely fake.

Only this time, the opponent used more clever means.

The hallucinations that cause us are more stimulating, and we can't get rid of them right away.

"It can't be the stomach, it's still in the hallway. Maybe it's a hallway, maybe it's a room in the building.

We may not be after seeing the white fog, but we may also be after killing the butcher ghost. ”

The reason why I judged it was after killing the butcher ghost, not earlier.

It was because I found that the red hedron was still in my pocket, wrapped in a charm.

We must have fallen into this illusion at some point after leaving the fourth floor.

"So what now? What can I do about this situation? ”

Zhang Yuchen spoke.

I'm also a little troubled, and my most powerful spell of cleansing is the Soul Purifying Talisman.

But this kind of talisman can't catch up with Mao Jing's soul suppression spell.

Now each of us has a soul suppression spell on our foreheads, and we can't prevent this illusion, and I'm really not sure what to do for a while.

Moreover, the crisis continues.

In addition to the "gastric juice" that can be corroded under the feet, the walls are still wriggling, weak.

It seems to be going to trap us in this hallway.

"The walls are getting narrower, too, and we have to find a way!"

Zhang Yuchen was very anxious.

I directly showed Mao Jing the thunder mark on the palm of my hand:

"There's no way, just blast him first?"

Mao Jing nodded:

"Okay, let's see the effect first."

I didn't hesitate, and my hands quickly sealed.

Now my speed of forming thunder seals has become faster and faster, and soon the thunder seals have been formed.

In his hand, there was already a trace of electric arc in his hand.

A large amount of qi gathers in the palm of the hand. Thunder Seal.

A low cry followed in his mouth:

"The sky is thundering, and the sky is always hanging. I borrowed the thunder method to kill the demons.

Leifa; Palm. Thunder. ”

A palm burst out, followed by a "boom" explosion, and the sound was very loud.

With this palm, the thunder light jumped.

Directly on the wall of flesh and blood, a large blood hole blasted out, but the blood hole looked very real.

There is flesh and blood, as well as blood vessels and veins.

It's just that after my palm, the speed at which the flesh and blood are visible to the naked eye has grown rapidly and recovered together.

Moreover, the faint woman's voice sounded again:

"Ouch! Guest, don't you know that you pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? It hurts me......"

There was a hint of resentment and a hint of charm in the voice.

Is this the whore ghost of 1011?

It doesn't work, and you can't even see a way to break the game.

I shook my head:

"It's useless! If we are in the illusion, it is difficult to solve this level of illusion if we don't let ourselves wake up, or if we don't hurt the ghost who released the illusion. ”

As soon as my words fell, Pan Ling's eyes suddenly fell on Zhang Yuchen's body:

"Yin and yang embroidery, we are all alive. But isn't Zhang Yuchen's embroidery? ”

Pan Ling's words made us feel hope.

Yin and yang pattern embroidery is Zhang Yuchen's passive BUFF.

When the demon gets close to him, he will feel a sense of crisis.

Directly let Zhang Yuchen release the power of yin and yang embroidery, and maybe there will be a turnaround.

"Is my tattoo OK? I'm not sure, I've never had this happen before......"

Zhang Yuchen said that he was not sure, but he was already undressing.

Revealing a body of tendons and eight-pack abs, a very toned body.

With Zhang Yuchen's yin and yang embroidery on his back, he opened his eyes and closed the public.

The situation around the week has not improved.

Zhang Yuchen himself didn't feel the difference, the rest was different.

"It's useless! What do I feel like? ”

Zhang Yuchen spoke again.

Pan Ling stared at Zhang Yuchen's back, her eyes could be embroidered on the yin and yang patterns, and she could see some other pictures.

For example, the convergence direction of qi.

Pan Ling frowned, looked at the narrowing surroundings, and spoke again:

"Gather qi on your tattooed eyes, which is the location of this backwind door."

"I—I don't know where the Fengmen Cave is?"

Zhang Yuchen is very real, he knows that he knows, and if he doesn't know, he doesn't know.

I immediately tapped it on his back.

"Control the qi, just converge at these two points......"

I now probably understand what Pan Ling meant.

She should want to break the illusion by releasing the power of the yin and yang embroidery on Zhang Yuchen's back.

Because we have been somewhat helpless about the current situation.

Whether it's a talisman, a spell, or a physical attack.

None of them can get us out of this illusion.

I'm even ready to use a black umbrella at the last minute.

But that can only be a last resort, if the conventional ability can be done, I will not use the black umbrella, and I can't let Xiaoyu take risks, and at the same time increase the possibility of being murdered by the Nine Corpses and observed.

Zhang Yuchen did not hesitate, his handprint changed, and he took a sharp breath.

There are still words in his mouth, which should be the breathing method he has learned.

Rhythm and luck are two completely different ones from what I learned.

However, I can clearly feel it.

The qi in Zhang Yuchen's body increased in strength and weakness.

And the yin and yang embroidery on his back also changed at this time.

From the bottom to the top, starting from the waist and Yu acupoints, that is, the feet of Guan Gong to the body, every color and detail, as if they have accentuated the pigment at this time, become very bright and clear.

Faintly, we also felt a manic killing aura.

It's like Guan Erye, who has a tattoo on Zhang Yuchen's back, is about to come back from his back......