Ghost Shelter System

Xijueluo never thought that after using his body skills to integrate into the lotus seeds of the Demon Crossing Lotus, other big ghosts could take advantage of him!

He felt that there could be no rivals under the Ghost King, and even some weaker Ghost Kings were no match for him.

But right now, his head is hooked by the iron rope, and he is like a living target waiting for the arrival of the iron pestle above his head!

"No biological parents, a vacuum hometown!"

Xijueluo's lips were torn apart by the iron hook, and he screamed heartbreakingly.

puff

Something was smashed, torn apart, and filled with ghostly energy.

A broken head rolled on the ground and disappeared after a while. Niu Meng saw that the statue of the god that was originally in mid-air appeared behind Xijueluo, and the nail-headed pestle protected him for an instant.

This pestle shattered the head of Wusheng Old Mother, but saved Xijueluo!

"Have you used up your ghost energy? I almost died in your hands, Fengdu Ghost Cha, you impressed me with admiration!" Xijueluo was so sinister and scary, he paused and his ferocious expression became apparent: "But, you almost killed me today, You also destroyed the Dharma image of our Holy Mother, I will kill you!"

Raise your swords high and chop them down quickly!

"Hello"

Xijueluo suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

And a sense of crisis quickly appeared behind him.

Turning back suddenly, I saw the fat man with a round head, the talisman pen in his hand hanging in the air, and countless ethereal runes hanging there, forming a long dragon.

Fu Zong’s secret technique of painting a dragon!

After finishing the last stroke, the talisman dragon roared out. Xijueluo completely ignored Niu Meng and filled his feet with ghost energy.

Dangerous runes passed by one after another, and there were black lotus dots at Xijueluo's feet. If he couldn't avoid it, he swung his swords to inject ghost energy and cut them off!

The dragon talisman is also mixed with paper talismans. This is the murderous intention!

Xijueluo struggled to avoid many runes, only to be struck by them, and found that he was only slightly shaken! This talisman dragon looks scary, but it's actually useless!

"Is this Fulong a cover?!"

Those paper charms flew one after another, and Xijueluo regretted that he had just spent so much ghost energy, and his own ghost energy was already very thin.

"Damn it!"

The last paper talisman was dodged by the opponent, and Wang Qian yelled at Qin Kun: "I have no strength. Qin Heigou, we will still be brothers in the next life!"

What Wang Qian said was very tragic. He was lying there waiting to die. There was not much Yang Qi taken away by Maitreya. He was covered with yellow armor and diamond talismans. He didn't know how many times he could be stabbed.

Xijueluo was panting. He ignored Wang Gan and turned to look at Niu Meng: "No one can save you!"

Lifting his foot, the nail-headed pestle was kicked away. When he kicked again, the bones in Niu Meng's chest shattered and he flew backwards. This time, he had no strength to dodge. Xijueluo came quickly and slashed with his two swords!

It seemed that for a moment, the cow paused suddenly, as if he had turned into a piece of clothing and was wearing it on a human body.

"The first hurdle when facing the bull demon!"

As the voice fell, the cow's eyes flashed, and the tired eyes changed, becoming a little more energetic.

The moment Niu Meng flew upside down, Qin Kun fought with his remaining yang energy and used ghosts to appear. Niu Meng's negative emotions, and the heart-piercing pain after his sternum was shattered, made Qin Kun feel that he was about to collapse!

Xijueluo was stunned for a moment, then said ferociously: "A ghost is possessed? I can't save you!"

Qin Kun's red bull eyes were wide open, he lacked yang energy and was mentally weak. It was definitely not a rational thing for a yang person with stronger spiritual power than a wild ghost to force a ghost general to take possession of him who was about to lose his soul!

In the current situation, his consciousness will collapse at any time. The Hidden Dust Step is of little use, the Karma Fire Divine Gang is of little use, and the Great Flame Wrapping Hand is of little use. The spiritual power required by other techniques is only enough for him to go out. one move!

With both swords slashed down, Qin Kun roared: "Yan Scorpion Suo!"

There were only two iron ropes that could be driven, and they wrapped around Xijueluo's arm. Xijueluo roared face to face: "Even if you try to collapse my consciousness and trap me for a while, what can you do?!"

Qin Kun's spiritual power was exhausted and he grinned: "Have you almost used up your ghost energy?"

Xijueluo said: "Are these your last words? Hahahahaha... Wild ghost-level spiritual power fluctuations actually want to kill me?! It's a big joke in the world!"

Qin Kun's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Now that your ghost energy is used up, go and die..."

Xijueluo was stunned. At this time, the other party was still talking so boldly. Could it be that he really had some trump card?

He held the two swords and his mind was spinning.

"I'm sure your spiritual power can't kill me!" In a moment, Xijueluo made a decision. He originally wanted to evade for a while, but then counterattacked without hiding!

At this time, if the other party wants to kill me, can he rely on two fists? !

As Xijueluo expected, the panicked expression on the other side did not appear. Qin Kun, who was possessed by ghosts, flipped his palm and a hatchet appeared out of nowhere.

"The spiritual power is gone, but your father still has karma!"

"Chaishan's sword skills are crazy and the six paths are crazy!"

The overwhelming karma poured out from the hatchet. Xijueluo was extremely panicked, but the distance was too close. He was glad that he still had some ghost energy left. When a black lotus stepped out, Xijueluo found that his arms tightened. Two iron chains wrapped tightly around his arms, holding him tightly.

Big, careless...

Xijueluo felt a chill in his heart. The obstacles brought to him by the two iron chains that could be easily cut off had undoubtedly become the most fatal interference!

"Run!!! Keep running!!!" Qin Kun slashed with a knife.

The souls of the dead in Chaishan are floating like ghosts, and with a single dance of the hatchet, thousands of prisons will be shaken!

The Six Paths of Crazy Demon, as a six-style sword technique, from the beginning to the end, it is six swords!

Qin Kun had never counted how many pieces the six swords could chop the opponent into. Xijueluo was cut into countless pieces from head to toe. The screams echoed, and in front of Qin Kun, a hollow hole in hell appeared. , the broken Xijueluo wanted to heal and was sucked into it, and then the miserable scene of hell disappeared.

After six cuts, Qin Kun was completely exhausted, freed from the ghost upper body state, and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

The basketball court was extremely quiet except for Wang Qian who sat up suddenly and watched Qin Kun's comeback in disbelief!

The rest, including a group of ghosts, felt that everything that happened was extremely unreal.

It took a long time before the sound of a needle dropping could be heard on the basketball court.

"Brother Kun... Niu Meng was actually dead at the time. I was going to be the next one to rush forward and protect you from the knife!" Xu Tao said seriously, "Who knew you would rush forward suddenly."

Qin Kun had no energy left in slapping him.

Wang Qian came over weakly and looked in the direction of Zhuyuan.

"King Li Shan and Zhao Feng are about the same. These two people are really useless... I still expect them to come and save my life."

The feeling of surviving the disaster is very comfortable, especially when the ghost hunter kills a big ghost.

However, an unfriendly voice appeared.

"Haha, when did Linjiang City have such an incredible Taoist priest? Did you even kill Xijueluo?"

A friendly male ghost appeared. He looked middle-aged and was wearing the clothes of the City God.

Next to the City God, two phantoms stood.

A thin Confucian scholar, many nematodes kept crawling out and squirming in his mouth, and they were sucked back by him like noodles.

The other one is an eight-armed monster. This is the eight-armed demon who was the fierce opponent at the Wu Tea Party in Longhuai Ghost City.

Qin Kun raised his head, and the name of this city god was about to come out.

"Huaize Ghost King?"

Wang Qian was alert, Qin Kun was weak, and Huaize Ghost King looked at the messy basketball court with a smile. He liked the endgame.

The other ghosts had very ugly expressions.

I just managed to kill a half-step ghost king...and now a ghost king is here? The excitement and excitement I had just felt disappeared instantly.

Next to the basketball court, a dull ghost stood there, looking exactly like Uncle Qu. The Ghost King of Huaize patted him on the shoulder: "Xijueluo is dead, come with me from now on."

The dull ghost nodded mechanically.

The Huaize Ghost King came to the basketball court and picked up a round object from the ground.

Qin Kun discovered that this was a lotus seed!

When Xijueluo was chopped into pieces just now, he didn't even notice that the lotus seed fell out!

The Ghost King of Huaize took it as if he were taking an elixir, looking intoxicated.

Turning his head, he looked in the direction of Zhuyuan.

"Oh, you are so unlucky. You met me..." Huaize Ghost King sighed, "Gu Scholar, Eight-Armed Demon, these two masters are not going to die soon, let's send them on their way. Of course, these ghost friends will also I'll send him off by the way. If there is anyone who wants to join my army, you can consider keeping him alive."

The Gu scholar said coldly: "Cheng Wang, do you want to use our hands to kill people again?"

Huaize Ghost King smiled: "Of course, I'm going to the bamboo garden to get the seventh lotus seed. I don't have time to kill these guys."

After Huaize Ghost King finished speaking, his expression froze, and not far away, a car sped over.

Park the car and open the door. From inside the door, an old man with age spots walked out.

"Cheng Wang, I asked you to run away 40 years ago. Are you still ready to run today?" The old man's voice was thunderous and full of energy. His veins popped out when he looked at the mess on the basketball court. He carries an old iron locust plaque on his back, with four characters written on it: Dawei Tianlong.

The Ghost King of Huaize was helpless and sighed with emotion.

"Hey, Ge Longtou, since you are here, I will give you some thin noodles."

Huaize Ghost King said and suddenly took action.

Stepping on the black lotus, the city god's robe disappeared and turned into a swamp rotten ghost, full of stench, and pounced on Ge Zhan!

"roll!!!"

With a slap of the palm, the rot ghost was dispersed by Pei Ran's Yang Qi and turned into a puddle of mud.

Turning around again, the Gu scholar and the eight-armed demon had disappeared.

At the end of the basketball court, the laughter of the Huaize Ghost King came: "Ge Longtou, the mountains will not change, the water will change, see you later. You must guard Wuwei Mountain, I still have one lotus seed left. I can let them out!"