Demon recovery: I started killing demons from a mental hospital

Chapter 245 Death Pulse!

Uh……

Looking at the gazes from the crowd, Zhang Fan could only nod helplessly.

"Okay, I'll do my best."

Zhang Fan said helplessly.

This time, he had to change to a rifle, which was the previously upgraded Magic Light Knight.

As soon as the black and red bullets burst out, there was another burst of artillery fire in the aisle.

After trying for a long time, it was finally solved.

"Throw it, my hands are going to be soft."

Zhang Fan loosened his shoulders and said with a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, take a look, it doesn't seem to come out." Lan cast a glance, already impatient.

Thick fog spread in the passage, full of gunpowder smell.

But after more than half of the spread, everyone went directly to check their "results".

The passage was already in a state of disarray due to their bombardment, and pits and protrusions could be seen everywhere. Only a small number of white worms were lingering on the scene.

This gives them a sense of accomplishment.

"The battle is going well."

Zhang Fan made a comment.

The others were quite pleased with it, too, and they returned to the surface.

Compared with the haze and oppression of the dungeon, the air above makes people feel more refreshed, and the sunshine is so warm.

But this tribe is still empty, it seems that it has not returned.

"Comfortable and comfortable."

Ma Tian took a long breath, and then took another deep breath.

The gain this time is to "save" those people who were harmed by the Wu clan.

Well, it can be regarded as a rescue.

At this moment, they were roaming in the tribe, talking while walking.

"They haven't come back yet, Lan, can you find them?"

Zhang Fan said to Lan.

I remember that I seem to have used a type of item, let's ask Lan first.

Lan smacked his lips, lowered his head slightly and pondered for a while.

"That's no problem, you just need to find a little item on their bodies."

"But if it's too far away, it won't be effective."

Lan said repeatedly.

His calmness, his unhurried speech, and his confidence all gave people a very reliable feeling.

"Their tribe is here, and they must not be able to run very far."

Zhang Fan said immediately.

"Then start quickly?"

Ma Tian asked.

She couldn't wait any longer. The territory of the cannibals here made her feel bored, so she might as well settle it and leave as soon as possible.

"Okay! Let's search separately!" Lan Han said.

Immediately afterwards, the four of them started an exciting search match.

In the end, the Great Priest of the Protector of the Country found their dormitory, which was built after hollowing out the ground, and each of them was a bed in a mud kiln.

It seems that the Wu people like Yin.

He casually "handled" a piece of hair and handed it to Lan.

"this hair"

Lan picked up the hair and put it in front of her eyes, looking at it carefully.

Everyone looked curiously, what did they find?Is there something peculiar about it?
"Well, it's quite long."

Lan whispered.

Everyone fell.

He immediately executed it, took out the talisman paper, with hair mixed in it, chanted a few words, and the talisman paper responded a little.

The aura began to spread.

It's a strange feeling, but everyone is already familiar with it.

"drink!"

Lan waved his arm in shock, and pasted the paper talisman on his forehead.

Zhang Fan suddenly remembered, isn't this the opening talisman?
Fun, fun.

Lan's body shook violently, as if he had received some huge shock, not physically, but spiritually.

The whole person was a little stunned.

Stupidly standing in place, staring ahead without moving his eyes or moving.

Zhang Fan understands this feeling very well, he is perceiving it, empathizing with it!
This is the first time for the great priest to protect the country to see this scene, the magic of Chinese magic.

He asked curiously: "What's wrong with him, is he all right?"

Zhang Fan waved his hand and said casually, "Don't worry, you're absolutely safe!"

After a while, Lan's eyes seemed to have a spiritual light, and pictures began to appear in his pupils.

Of course, after miniaturization.

The picture flashed quickly, and everyone couldn't help it, wishing they could just lie down on him, cover his head, and see clearly.

But I couldn't help it.

Lan came back to his senses, at this moment, he seemed to have a clear goal.

"I saw!"

"They're in a cave, it's big, it's dark."

Lan said quickly.

"And then?" Zhang Fan continued.

"A group of people are there! It seems that some kind of sacrifice is being carried out!" Lan thought about it and said it.

"It seems to be imminent!"

Hearing this, the Great Priest Protecting the Country had a serious face and said in a low voice.

It can also be said that it was just a coincidence. Otherwise, why would I have bumped into them doing this ritual when I came?
"I'm here to look for the nearby mountains."

Ma Tian took out her mobile phone, opened the map, and finally found it after some searching.

"confirmed?"

Zhang Fan asked.

"I'm sure, there's only one mountain around here!"

Ma Tian patted her chest and said firmly.

"Okay then, let's go."

Everyone embarked on the journey of searching again. Although there were some accidents along the way, the road was still under their feet and they were always moving forward.

Anyway, with someone to accompany, at least it won't be too boring.

It's not easy to feel overwhelmed.

In this case, it is better to blame directly.

Finish the work early, call it a day or something.

Mountains and rivers were full of doubts, and they finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a tiger sitting cross-legged, full of momentum, but separated from the mountain, the tiger's neck is broken like a broken road, and it is bumpy.

"This feng shui can't work!"

Lan frowned, pinched his fingers, and murmured.

Later, he stood with his hands behind his back, walked forward slowly, and pointed to the mountains in front of him and said.

"You see, there are still many details in this vein, bloated, rough, and obtuse, like a piece of poor-quality carpet, dead vein!"

"If the deceased is buried here, future generations will definitely not be safe."

Lan looked like a master, with professional vocabulary at his fingertips.

After this set of small operations, Zhang Fan and Ma Tian were fine, but they confused the Great Priest of the Protectorate.

The Grand Priest of the Protectorate looked confused.

What are you talking about?
It turns out that it would be okay if they were separate words, but these words are directly grouped together, which is very vague.

The Great Priest of the Protectorate tilted his head, his bushy eyebrows almost furrowed into a crease.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Fan empathized with him. He understood the horror of being dominated by the Chinese language.

"Walk around, don't worry about him, just treat him as blowing water."

Zhang Fan said cheerfully.

Afterwards, he grabbed the shoulders of the High Priest Protecting the Country and walked towards the mountain range.

Seeing this, Lan thought it was okay, and hurried to catch up.

"Hey, hey, hey, you've gone too far. What I said is clear and logical. Come on, tell me, where did you go too far?"

Blue complained.

Just like this, Zhang Fan and his group plunged into it, wandering in this green sea, and soon, they were swallowed up by it.

In the face of the vast nature, they are insignificant.

Zhang Fan and Lan are very sensitive to the existence of that kind of yin energy, basically they can find the right way.

Moreover, I have also seen people from the Wu clan just now, so this will only be more accurate.

(End of this chapter)