Mr. Dao's words were urgent and his voice was urgent. Everyone's hearts suddenly sank when they heard this shout.

However, before they could make any move, the paintings that had been repulsed by several shots stood up straight again and pounced towards them quickly.

During the process of marching, the painted skins were flushed with blood, and their speed suddenly accelerated, like running cheetahs.

Bang bang bang——!

Karl, Abel and others fired at the same time, and the impact of the bullets immediately pushed a group of painters backwards, hindering their progress for a moment.

Taking advantage of this short period of time, Mr. Dao and several others hurriedly rushed forward, quickly away from the encirclement of the painters, and rushed towards the exit of the hall.

"Old man, is the painted skin the painted skin we imagined?" Uncle Dao asked with some surprise: "Is it the painted skin in the novel about ghosts and ghosts? Are there really ghosts in this world? Are there really such monsters?

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"It's all in front of you, you don't know how to see it yourself!"

The old man said angrily: "Besides, there are even ginseng and fruit trees here, so just painting a skin is nothing!"

"Run now and don't worry about so much. If this thing covers you, then you're going to die!"

"Now, they have just recovered and are slow, otherwise... none of them will be able to escape!"

In the short time he was talking, Mr. Dao ran faster and faster. He rushed to the door in a few steps and started to open the door. Carl and the others behind him kept changing their magazines and fighting off the paintings, but those monsters

It's as if he won't get hurt or die.

No matter how much they fired again and again, they kept pouring bullets, but in the blink of an eye they were coming again.

Such a monster that can be penetrated by bullets will bring even more pressure to them than a monster with thick scales that can withstand bullets.

As long as such a monster breaks through the defense, as long as it can penetrate, it will eventually die.

But the painting in front of me...

"Does this thing have to be completely crushed to die?" Abel fired the gun, and veins bulged on his head.

Under his gunfire, logically speaking, the opponent should be torn to pieces, but the painted skin with holes punched through it was still intact and vicious! Even some of the broken holes actually appeared in this short period of time.

Some repairs have been made!

"You know the history of China so well, so you have also read the ghost stories here, right?"

Mr. Dao said as he opened the door: "In those stories, in most cases, ghosts are beyond the power of human beings."

"Crossbows, swords, guns, clubs...these things can't really hurt ghosts at all!"

"Our current condition is to run."

"Old man, hurry up, we can't hold on if this continues!" Carl fired his gun and quickly scanned the surroundings. A group of them were already surrounded by hundreds of paintings.

Or human skin, or cattle and sheep, or apes... This group of painted skins of different types kept moving forward, constantly compressing their space, and kept moving forward amidst the sound of gunshots, and they were no longer close to them.

It’s thirty meters away!

"It's almost here, please wait a moment...be careful!"

Um!?

Karl's eyes suddenly froze, he quickly raised his head, pointing the gun directly upward.

But at this moment, it was already too late.

A painting attached to the top of the wall was falling from above, heading straight towards where they were!

Damn it! Gotta stop it!

With thoughts flashing in his mind, Karl suddenly pulled his left hand from his waist, and a silver bolt bloomed from the field in an instant.

Stab...

The sound of tearing suddenly resounded from the field, and the black shadow above split open. It fell around like two pieces of rags. Everyone around saw this situation and felt relieved, but Karl's expression suddenly changed.

When I rowed just now, the strength and resistance were wrong!

It's like... it split apart on its own.

Before he could speak to warn everyone, shadows surged out one after another from the torn hole in the two-part painting skin, and quickly split from it!

"Get out of the way!"

After the words fell, everyone trembled suddenly. When they saw a large black shadow coming from the shop, their bodies subconsciously made movements. They either rolled on the spot, or took out weapons to resist, letting the shadows pass by.

The shadows stay away from them.

However, their response was ultimately slow.

The black shadows that emerged from the gaps still came into contact with some people.

"Let's go!"

Mr. Dao's shouts sounded at the same time, and a dull sound came from the front. The door that had previously blocked them opened.

The power under their feet exploded instantly, and they rushed out in one step.

Before running a few steps, everyone suddenly felt a heat wave, which was completely different from the situation in the palace.

"Quick, run in the direction of the heat, don't stop!" Mr. Dao's eyes lit up and he quickly commanded. The people behind him followed without thinking, and the weapons in their hands kept hitting the gangrene attached to the bone, trying their best to

of distance.

One step, two steps, three steps...

During the rapid sprint, everyone suddenly felt that the pressure was relieved, and the shadows that were chasing them one by one slowed down!

They were ecstatic in their hearts, and their pace quickened a bit, and they quickly rushed forward.

However, at this moment, Uncle Dao's face suddenly changed, and a heartbreaking pain instantly spread from his palm.

He immediately looked down and felt a chill in his heart. He only saw a black shadow the size of a ball wrapped around his fingers at the position of his palm. Wisps of bright red traces spread upward from his fingers in the blink of an eye.

Then it came to the position of the wrist.

And half of his joints also lost feeling at the same time!

Damn it!

A chill and fear mixed with resentment and anger rose in his heart. At this moment, he forgot to deal with it, and the black shadow behind him that slowed down pounced on him again.

At the critical moment of life and death, he came to his senses, but at this moment it was too late to dodge.

Regret filled his body, and he opened his eyes wide to see how he died.

At the same time, the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and his waist suddenly tightened, and then a strong force pulled him over, away from the position where the black shadows were attacking.

The situation of escaping from death made him ecstatic, but before the joy disappeared, a cold light flashed, and only a cutting sound was heard. Half of his arm fell directly to the ground, and was instantly bitten by the black man on the arm.

covered by shadow.

His body was also pulled back by the force that continued to come from behind.

Bang!

His body hit the ground heavily, and a burning sensation from behind stimulated Uncle Dao San's body, causing him to wake up suddenly. Only then did he feel the severe pain in his arm. He turned his head and slapped him before he could say anything.

On the face.

Snap!

The loud voice attracted everyone's attention. Mr. Dao was furious, looking at the unsatisfactory guy in front of him, and said bitterly: "Idiot! What did you just do!"

"You're so stunned at this moment! Are you trying to kill yourself!?"

"If I hadn't been too old to move and the knife was thrown in time, you would have died here!"

Uncle Dao San endured the severe pain. Hearing this angry scolding, he secretly thought that he was lucky and felt a little lucky at the same time.

Survived, he survived!

"Why are you still standing there? Do you want to bleed to death?" Old Master Dao shouted again. Uncle Dao was so excited that he quickly took out a bandage from his package and bandaged his broken arm.

His hand speed was very fast, and he completed a series of actions in the blink of an eye, and his slightly pale face gradually regained its color.

There was no blood left where the severed arm was bandaged.

When everyone saw this scene, they didn't say anything, but everyone was shocked.

Immediate effect... This hemostatic effect is too good to be true.

Abel and Karl looked at each other, and their eyes fell on the smiling old man again. Is this... showing strength or something?

Miss Li, who was alone and alone, lowered her head slightly and her eyes flashed. Mr. Dao and the others were strong, which was beneficial to her for the time being. After all, there were still three other opponents, Karl, who could work together, but what about the future? Her thoughts kept turning, and each thought in her mind floated and disappeared.

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"Okay, we are safe here for the time being..."

Mr. Dao let out a long breath: "Painted skin is afraid of fire...the temperature here is so high, they don't dare to come."

"Let's just go from here."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked behind him.

The front leads directly to a large hall with an open door, and around the big point, there are bronze figures and copper pillars standing next to the main hall, with a blazing fire burning above. The scorching temperature makes the air distort a bit.
To be continued...