Ghost Shelter System

Qin Kun was lucky enough to meet these honest sergeants.

As long as you talk to the other party's leader, there won't be any big problems.

But others had less luck.

Most of the big ghosts who returned from the Three Immortals Sea Kingdom this time were young men, women, and alchemists. Those boys and girls who grew up were only interested in returning to their hometown, but they had no sense of belonging to the Qin Dynasty and their discipline was even worse. All ghosts that prevent him from returning home are regarded as enemies and will be killed in groups at every turn.

Those alchemists are more violent in their methods.

Many of them were not from Qin. Under the guise of returning to their hometown, they encouraged their men to attack the ghost village. After seeing the immortality, they suddenly felt indifferent. At this time, they wanted to return to the crowds and live freely.

"Haha, what a bullshit guru! Those who do evil should be punished!"

An honest and simple village chief transformed into a man wearing an alchemist's robe, filled with ferocious ghostly aura and unstoppable.

The medicine men, fishermen, and farmers in the village are all their followers. Whether they are former boys and girls or former soldiers, as long as they have been with them for a long time, they will be bewitched by them and act in extreme ways.

Miaoshan's body was covered in green smoke, her skin was purple, and in the state of purple-clothed Shura, even if her tongue was shining like a lotus flower, she couldn't save these big ghosts with deep obsessions.

"Senior Brother Miaoshan, why don't you continue to enlighten me?"

"Junior Brother Mo, these guys are obsessed with it. The only option is to kill them!"

Mo Wuji was helpless. Guys like Miao Shan who practiced Buddhism said that they would kill them. This showed that these guys had deep demonic roots and were stubborn.

"Well done!"

A ghost king who looked like an alchemist shook out his robe: "Nine orifices and twelve openings, the air valves shake the bones of the gods!"

The blood all over his body was boiling, and the alchemist was also covered in white mist. When the white mist dissipated, how similar were the states of the alchemist and the Miaoshan purple-clothed Shura? !

Miao Shan was startled: "This... what kind of ghost magic is this?"

Miao Shan absolutely does not believe that he can also be a purple-clothed Shura.

Mo Wuji was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "The Seven Yin Talisman Techniques of this Classic? This... this is the Shen Sheng Technique of ancestor Wang Chan! It has been lost long ago..."

Ancestor Wang Chan? Guiguzi?

Before Miaoshan could react, the alchemist had already attacked!

The Shen Shen Technique imitates the five dragons, which are the essences of the five internal organs. At this moment, the spirit is used as the commander to control the essence of the five internal organs. The whole body's strength and energy are integrated into one. The power of a punch is equivalent to all the power of the whole body!

This punch knocked Miaoshan directly into the stone house on the dock. When the alchemist hit him again, he was slapped down by Mo Wuji's big hand.

puff--

Smoke and dust erupted like ripples. The five-meter-tall Mo Wuji failed to deliver a fatal blow to the alchemist. Several big ghosts around him transformed and began to perform spells.

"Jushan breaks the spiritual fetus, the Taixuan Divine Sword comes!"

The three ghost kings worked together, and a flying sword with solid ghost energy suddenly stabbed towards Mo Wuji.

puff--

Mo Wuji was penetrated and was shocked to find that the ghost he had eaten was quickly escaping from the body, and his body suddenly shrank.

"Intestinal Opening Talisman Sword!!!"

Mo Wuji couldn't believe it. Among the Taoist techniques to restrain the Tai Chi Demon and the Corpse Immortal, the Intestinal Talisman Sword was one of them. The Fu Sect's Talisman Sword had been lost long ago. In today's Chinese way of life and death, Maoshan may be the only one who knows how to open the Intestinal Talisman Sword. But at this moment, this Qin Dynasty alchemist actually used it!

"You go to the stronghold to find a boat and find a way. I'll hold these two people back!"

The four alchemists said to the other mountain people.

The other mountain people were like ghost generals and left quickly. Miao Shan from the stone house also walked out with anger in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Mo, we must stop those guys. Don't let Master Qin laugh at our inability to do things well!"

Mo Wuji was startled: "Then these guys..."

"The poor monk is here to hold me back. Today is a good day for giving lectures!"

Miao Shan put his hands together.

"Buddhist gate opens in Lingshan, thousands of hands meet the Tathagata!"

"This is a world where dust has existed forever!"

In an instant, the four ghost king alchemists were shrouded in darkness. The world spins, the universe moves away, and the vision flies upside down. The four alchemists found that everything in front of them was getting smaller, or they were getting bigger!

Aside from the magic, Miao Shan said to Mo Wuji, "Go quickly!"

Mo Wuji nodded and walked away with a roar. Those ghost generals who had violated taboos along the way were thrown into his mouth mercilessly.

"Qianqiu Ghost King! Tuzi! Protect me!"

Behind Miaoshan, Qianqiu Ghost King and Butcher Ghost, who were gushing from alcohol, appeared. The two ghosts were in great spirits: "No!"

…

At this moment, Brunei.

It's getting late.

A male ghost dressed as a World War II pilot looked back at the people in the warehouse.

"I said... Mr. Exorcists, are you crazy?"

The male ghost is a British man. He worked as a pilot for more than ten years and finally died of serious injuries. He was fortunate enough to be buried in the church and became a heroic spirit because he made contributions to the country.

Today, while having a dance with other heroic spirits in the cemetery, a young exorcist suddenly came to the door.

The young man's name is Van Helsing, and he wants him to fly them to Brunei...

The male ghost didn't understand very much, but he still complied.

In the cabin, Van Helsing was sitting upright, with Lisa beside him. Menoetius crossed his arms on his chest, wondering what he was thinking. Lancelot was a little suspicious, and Hazlitt had a gloomy expression.

"Fan, are we really going to Nanyang? The Ghost Council only received a divination letter asking for help. The Vatican didn't even receive it." Magic Lisa asked.

Van Helsing smiled and said: "The Holy See has received it, but this is the territory of the Holy City, and the Holy See is afraid of causing misunderstandings. The exorcists of the Holy City are at war with the Black Soul Sect and have no time to take care of it. We can't just ignore it."

Hazlitt nodded: "The Hermitage of Sion has also received the divination letter. The great prophet said that the person who sent the letter is White Elephant Luang Pu, the best divination witch in Southeast Asia."

Hazlitt paused and suddenly said: "But the Great Seer said that the White Elephant Luang Pu helped deliver the signal, and the real sender... was the Chinese Way of Life and Death."

Van Helsing has known about this for a long time and has no attitude.

But several others were a little surprised.

China's way of life and death?

A long time has passed since the battle against Wuwu Kingdom, and they have all grown up a lot. That battle gave them a lot of inspiration, gained a lot of experience, and also left a lot of bad impressions.

For example, that old man Zuo.

They were extremely humiliated, and although they treated the Chinese Taoist priests with the same attitude, how could any of them be young geniuses and endure such anger?

For example, that Qin Kun.

Hazlitt and Menoetius were most impressed.

Hazlitt was tied up by the opponent and his teeth were knocked out. The hatred was irreconcilable.

Menoetius was even knocked out by Qin Kun with one punch. Fortunately, there was still contact later and the relationship could be eased a lot.

"Fan, will the man named Qin go?"

Hazlitt looked at Van Helsing with a sullen face.

Van Helsing thought for a while and said: "Maybe, probably, maybe."

Seeing that they were eager to try, and seemed to want to compete with Qin Kun again, Fan Hexin might as well stimulate their morale.

"There are many talented people in the Secret Sect of China. In addition to Qin, there are a few who have reached the strength of Shenghui-level exorcists."

"What's the matter! So do we!"

Hazlitt said solemnly: "If I see that Qin this time, I will let him know how powerful the Hermitage of Sion is!"

When Van Helsing was about to say anything, the male ghost pilot said: "Lord Exorcist, we have arrived."

"Thanks for your hard work!"

The cabin door opened and the plane passed directly into the ghost realm.

The Eighteen Ghost Villages in the South China Sea are all at their feet. Fan Haixin and others jumped down with parachutes on their backs.