Hall said this, his muscles were violent, his emotions became excited, and he suddenly tore his thin undershirt and exposed his chest.

Yang Ji subconsciously took two steps back, stared intently, and was suddenly shocked, and Ms. Ole also stood up with a "swish", knocking over the things on the table because of the excessive range of movements.

There were several dagger scars on Hall's chest, and the flesh and skin were curled and staggered, vaguely outlining a ghost-like head, staring at the two people in front of him with a hideous bloody mouth, as if smiling!

"Speak slowly, don't get excited......" Miss Ole tried not to make her voice tremble, because the moment the demon avatar appeared, the speed of the air around him suddenly became strange, and a power that was not in the normal category began to brew in Hall's body.

As the demon's eyes began to lighten, the brewing power became more violent and threatening.

Enough to kill the threat of a refiner.

"I'm his own brother! Why did he do this! I don't understand! I hate him! I hate him!"

Hall's eyes became blood-red due to congestion, his scalp seemed to be a little itchy, and a large handful of hair fell out when he grabbed it hard, and his scalp was suddenly broken, and the blood fell down the eyebrow frame on the ghost head on his chest, and the wound on his chest squirmed like a living thing, red and hot, which was extremely weird.

"Don't be too anxious. Well, let's not talk about your brother, let's try to talk about light-hearted things, what makes you happy, what do you like to do in your daily life?"

Yang Ji also felt the strange and terrifying power in the ghost head, cold sweat ran down his sideburns, and while trying to stabilize Hall through the topic, he hinted at Ms. Ole's crazy eyes that she should find a way.

"No, I've always been pathetic, I was bullied, I was cold-eyed, those fake brothers are mercenary, and they are the first to turn their faces when they touch even a little benefit......"

Hall seemed to be in some kind of crazy state at this time, he began to speak more and more illogically, and began to scratch all over his body, and the flesh was scraped down his nails, and the blood flowed all over the ground, while he himself looked down and muttered to himself, unaware.

Ms. Ole's face was already pale at this time, she quickly pulled out two books from the bookshelf, walked into the secret room behind the bookshelf, and soon walked out with dozens of iron nails shining red and a tape recorder.

When the last iron nail was driven into the floor, it formed a whole, and they began to emit a flickering red light around Hall and Yang Ji.

At this time, Yang Ji couldn't talk to Hall at all, because Hall seemed to have been completely controlled by the ghost, and his whole body was covered with deep wounds, and he didn't answer any words, but just said to himself in a crazy tone: "Why is this happening? I hate it so much...... It's really hateful...... Damn it, don't all these people deserve to die...... Damn it!"

The ghost head was red after absorbing the blood, and the blood-red viscous light stirred in Hall's body, stretching his body bigger and bigger, and the demon head in front of his chest also changed from a cruel smile to a loud laugh, and a strong spiritual pressure descended, instantly covering the Sherlock Holmes Club!

"Run!" Ms. Ole let out a scream, and the calmness in her gray-blue pupils had long since disappeared, and at this time, she didn't care about Yang Ji, who was still standing in the circle, leaned over and turned on the switch on the radio, and quickly jumped out of the window as soon as she put it on the ground!

Yang Ji heard the scream of Ms. Ole, and he went outside the circle with a dodge, at this time, a red barrier rose in the circle surrounded by iron nails, and there was a faint sound mixed with murmuring and roaring on the radio, it sounded like it was coming from far away, but when it came into his ears, it seemed to be hit in the chest by a hundred sledgehammers, Yang Ji snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the crown of thorns that had just emerged on the top of his head actually shattered and disappeared directly!

"What the hell is this!" Yang Ji was horrified, devouring the light covering his arm, and with a strong punch, he smashed a big hole in the floor under his feet, and fell straight down, and now he couldn't care much about it, whether it was the strange voice on the radio, or the evil power in Hall's body, it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling!

Hall had completely turned into a flesh and blood bag at this time, and I saw him standing in place bleeding from all his orifices, his eyes rolling, his limbs falling, his body completely becoming spherical, and red light overflowing from all the orifices in his body, contracting violently.

In the corner of his eye, he saw that the moment the voice sounded, the red light in Hall's body seemed to pause for a moment, and the entire volume shrunk by a circle, but when the spiritual pressure dropped, the chain reaction generated by the explosion program could not be stopped, and he saw that the red light began to sink inward and collapse with an extremely slow lens, and then slowly expanded, violently outward!

"Lieyang!" Yang Ji shouted, the Lieyang fist appeared in his hand, the warm and strange wrapping feeling made him feel a little steady, only to see him mobilize his true qi and blast towards the ground with all his strength, and a blazing pillar of fire rose into the sky, enveloping Yang Ji's whole person firmly!

The blood finally lost all its restraints, devouring everything around it unscrupulously, and the spiritual pressure generated by the explosion of energy reflected the entire neighborhood in a bright light, as fierce as someone had added a thousand incandescent lamps to the day, and several miserable howls rang out, and were quickly covered, it was like an open door in hell, releasing a shuddering light and heat, obliterating all living beings in its range.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few seconds, maybe a minute, but with the disappearance of the spiritual pressure, it was like spending a long life in Yang Ji's feeling.

He lay on the ground gasping for breath, weighing tons of cement and reinforced stones on his body, even if he used the power of the Sun Fist in the end, he used the power of the Sun Fist to dissipate part of the energy of the explosion with flames, and his back was still blown up into a blur of flesh and blood, and he was in a mess, if it weren't for his strong physical fitness, I am afraid that the situation would be far worse than now.

Yang Ji couldn't move, he could only continue to lie on his stomach, and soon heard the sound of dense sirens and ambulances in the distance, he tried to ask Hei Bitian in his mind about the origin of the strange energy just now, but he didn't get any response, at this time it was obviously inconvenient to withdraw into the divine prison, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with the necessary questions and explanations later.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long before he felt the stones above his head show obvious signs of loosening.

Rescue arrived.