Ghost Shelter System

The Steamed Soul Underground Palace is an underground steamer.

There is no door here, the entrance is like a cave, and there are no guards even within a radius of ten feet.

The evil ghost guarding the house was the ghost king's guard, and he led Qin Kun in directly.

The surrounding stalactite walls are very rare. This is the residence of the ghost king. The pungent water vapor, coupled with the unique stench after steaming the corpse, makes people sick to smell it.

In the past, in the City of Ten Deaths, the cannibal girl would smell this smell when she was cooking.

Qin Kun gasped for breath and walked down the steps. He found that the place was not big. It was surrounded by pools with white corpses soaking in them. A path led to the stone platform in the middle. On the stone platform, there was a stone outer coffin. And a ghostly figure with its back turned to him.

"The... Your Majesty... this person... wants to see you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the steam in the pool in all directions suddenly became thick and rushed towards the evil ghost. In an instant, his cheeks and ghost were steamed to pieces. The evil ghost screamed again and again, and subconsciously jumped into the water, but did not move again.

"It's very courageous to break into the underground palace without notification."

The ghost clearly felt that Qin Kun's spiritual power fluctuations were different, but he still spoke calmly, and seemed not surprised by Qin Kun's arrival as expected.

Qin Kun stood there without any opening words. Taking action directly at this moment was obviously the choice to avoid Ye Changmengduo. He had already killed many ghost generals by surprise, but when facing this ghost king, he had the illusion not to do it.

He turned his back to himself, not nervous or panicked, and seemed to have no flaws in his body.

Qin Kun clenched his fist several times, then unclenched it, and somehow gave up the idea of ​​taking action, and said, "Do you have any last words to say?"

The ghost laughed and said, "Are you here to kill me?"

"To be precise, I caught you."

"Ridiculous." Guiying commented.

"I don't think it's funny." Qin Kun shrugged.

"Things that are not ridiculous are often the most ridiculous."

The ghost turned around, and Qin Kun saw a ghost that looked exactly like himself.

A bull demon came into view, with its horns reaching for the sky. It was wrapped in iron chains and covered with a black blood cassock. Its body and head were separated. With the same nervous eyes, it tilted its head and looked at Qin Kun.

Qin Kun's breath was stagnant. What kind of ghost technique was this?

The ghost closed its eyes. When he opened them again, the light and shadow were flowing in his eyes. The steam in the pool was thick, and his vision disappeared. When he reopened, the surroundings had changed.

He was in a room, a wet wooden house, and the sound of a shower came outside.

If I read it correctly, this is a sauna. The ghost king, with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, scooped a ladle of hot water onto the steam stone and leaned against the wall comfortably.

"Where is this...?"

"Of course it's the underworld."

"You... just died?"

"Death? It's been hundreds of years..."

Qin Kun couldn't believe that a ghost who had been dead for hundreds of years, his mirage...how could he have the memory of the earthly world? ? ?

Is this memory mine?

Qin Kun was sure that he did not have this sauna in his memory, so where did it come from?

"Yangjian is so nice..." The ghost king clicked his tongue and grinned.

Qin Kun noticed that he was pretending to be mysterious, so he instantly calmed down and praised with a grin: "You have many tricks up your sleeve."

"Yes, I have been waiting for you to show some flaws, but I didn't. It's a pity. Are you a Taoist priest from the underworld?"

"yes."

"I remember many years ago, I also met a Taoist priest from the underworld. He also wanted to catch me, but I beat him away. Damn that guy, in the steamer hell, I was only one step away from death. That damn Taoist priest tried his best to seriously injure me. After knocking my strength down, I didn’t expect to meet a Taoist priest again now.”

The Ghost King was talking and remembering, with hatred for the Taoist priests, but not too much hostility.

Qin Kun captured a message.

Nearly lost his life? ? ?

Legend has it that ghosts are divided into six levels based on the intensity of their spiritual power. Above the ghost king, there are realms. There is a kind of ghost called the "life-breaking ghost", which ignores cause and effect, no longer reincarnates, and is independent of the world. The so-called Taoist "yin god". It’s a life-breaking ghost!

The concept of ‘god’, from Taoist perspective, is actually about race, not strength. In other words, the ‘god’ recorded in Taoist classics since ancient times is an advanced life form.

This ghost king almost died. It is conceivable that he was already incomparably powerful before. The prison-suppressing ghost guard actually said that this guy is the weakest? ? ?

What a scam!

However, Qin Kun suddenly stretched out his five fingers and made a fist in the air.

Hong Shuang!

Extremely cold ice flames transformed by spiritual power appeared in all directions and enveloped the Ghost King.

The ghost king broke open the sauna room instantly and fled outside.

"What a wonderful Taoist technique. Are you testing me?"

hiss……

The moment just now was indeed a test. The aura fluctuations erupted by the Ghost King did not seem to be strong, and were not as strong as the Gushan Ghost King they met before. Could it be said that he is really the weakest?

Or... he was injured by the Yangjian Taoist he mentioned before, and he still hasn't recovered yet?

Outside the sauna, many men taking a shower panicked: "It's the Ghost King, run quickly!!!"

Those guys were obviously ghosts. Qin Kun was shocked. His worldview was shattered and constantly being subverted. Where was this place? ? ?

Why is there such a place in the Eighteen Prisons? ? ?

Those guys have independent consciousness, and the ghost energy fluctuations are also uneven. They are obviously not transformed from the mirage world!

"Sorry, this place is a bit elusive to me, but I don't want to waste time with you."

With a grass branch in his mouth, Qin Kun felt that his soul was deep in his soul and his consciousness was distracted. Where is this place? Does it matter? Monk Shui's Buddhist thoughts poured into his mind and turned into eight words: Everything he saw was false.

At this moment, killing or catching this ghost king is the real issue!

"The Fuyan grass snake turns into a gray line, and the stabbing soul becomes a divine whip!"

Ghost grass thorn·Magic whip!

The grass branches spit out from his mouth and flew towards the ghost king. The ghost grass burned out quickly like incense, and a gray line gently hit the ghost king like a whip. The ghost king dusted off the ashes on his body, tilted his head in surprise, and suddenly a hole appeared under his feet. The ghost grass came out, pierced the soles of the feet, penetrated into the ghost's body, grew wildly, and exploded out of every pore on the body with a pop.

For a moment, the ghost king froze in place like a hedgehog stuck in straw.

Qin Kun ran quickly with the sword in hand, raising the sword high and slashing downwards vertically!

Shibayama Knife!

The power is so strong that he can really cut grass and chop firewood, and treat the ghost king as nothing!

Tear!

The scarecrow was split in half, and the ghost king couldn't believe it. The ghost body was entangled in the straw and could not be merged and repaired!

"Use wood-based ghost magic to disrupt the five elements of my ghost body, and use sharp golden magic weapons to destroy my ghost body?! How brave!"

The Ghost King's ghostly body turned into steam and quickly merged. In terms of body shape, it was a bit more swollen than before.

He just took Qin Kun's move, which was also a test for Qin Kun. He didn't expect that this Yangjian Taoist priest was so powerful. The ghost king didn't dare to show his strength, so he clasped his hands together as if worshiping a god.

"The gods are filled with endless mist, and the ghosts are filled with poison for eternity. The good fortune harms the underworld, and can steam the bones to dryness!"

The ceiling here was smashed open by a big hand, and a divine figure appeared in mid-air. It turned out to be the Kitchen King!

The Kitchen King is wearing a divine robe and holding a cage. He is not as majestic as the Immortal Family at all. Instead, his face is full of viciousness, even more ferocious than the imp in the Steamer Hell!

With a steamer under his hood, the Ghost King said in a cold voice: "I am the Ghost King of Splashing Fog, eat my magic!"