My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

The old Taoist didn't activate it, but he could make the smiling ghost fly away at any time!

"Brother Kun..."

The Laughing Ghost still belongs to an 8-year-old child. Although he has strength, he was still frightened. He looked at Qin Kun helplessly with panicked eyes.

Anger flashed in Qin Kun's eyes, and his chest heaved.

"Old man Peng, is there anything you can't say slowly?"

"Let him withdraw the Phantom Realm for me!!! Immediately!!!" The old Taoist roared angrily, "Otherwise I will destroy him!!!"

"you dare!"

"Do you have to be poor to let you see it?!"

Qin Kun's heart froze, and he placed his palm on the top of the Laughing Ghost's head: "Smile, remove the mirage world."

"Brother Kun... If you withdraw, you will be in danger! I can feel that this old Taoist priest has a very strong ghostly aura, almost...almost equal to..." The Laughing Ghost swallowed, and held back the 'Ghost King' two Words come out.

"Not afraid."

After Qin Kun finished speaking, the Laughing Ghost hesitated for a moment and removed the Mirage Realm.

The surrounding scenery changed, the dry well disappeared and became an office.

In front of the office desk, the old Taoist priest put down his sleeve robe. It was a Taoist priest with a fairy spirit, holding a writing brush in his hand. The pen holder was white, and the brush hairs were also white.

From the floor-to-ceiling windows behind, moonlight streamed in, adding a touch of dustiness.

"The talisman of blood and rain in the sea, and the five arts equalize the sky to cut down the ghost bamboo. Fu Zong, Peng Xiao! Dare to ask your name."

Qin Kun smiled: "Stay alone in the eight wastelands of Fuyu Town, so it doesn't matter if you don't pay homage to the Three Purities. I practice Wuliangtian Zunye, and the blue sky does not see the Bone Township. Qin Kun."

It's almost like a conversation in another world.

When Peng Xiao heard Qin Kun's answer, he lost his composure.

Trembling all over, eyes filled with astonishment and bitterness.His eyes became cloudy, looking at Qin Kun's expression, he couldn't believe it, but he couldn't believe it.

In the corner of his eyes, two lines of tears flowed down.

"Brother Yang, are you dead too..." Peng Xiao's voice was choked with sobs.

Qin Kun was slightly taken aback. It could be seen that Peng Xiao and Yang Shen had a deep relationship.

He nodded: "Yes."

Peng Xiao's knuckles turned white, he was holding the brush, and the blood soaked on the tip of the brush screamed miserably, turning into ghosts one after another, trying to get out of it.

"Shut up!!" Peng Xiao inserted the pen into his head like a hairpin, and those voices melted into his body and disappeared immediately.

Peng Xiao looked at Qin Kun, the incision just now was a person's identity, Fuyu Mountain, and even the entire Dao of Life and Death, there was only one person who could read this incision.

Contemporary companion tengu.

Peng Xiao had no interest in Qin Kun's strength or his background. All he cared about was Yang Shen.

"How did Brother Yang die...was Wuliu Chuangu the one who killed him?"

Qin Kun shook his head: "No, Wuliu Chuangu was killed by him, and the one who killed him was a monk named Bujie."

Bailong Temple, not quitting, the leader of the Cutting Blood Sect, was also the chief culprit who killed Yang Shen.

"Impossible! Brother Yang is a first-rank celestial master in the Republic of China! How could Yang Shen, the majestic Yunzun, be killed by a monk! You lied to me!!!"

Around Peng Xiao, talisman blood floated. With his level of strength, drawing talismans would no longer stick to paper.

What the pen peak refers to - all are talismans!

"Taiyin Guishui produces lotus waves, ecstasy eats bones and kills seven souls!!!"

Talisman Sect, Soul-killing Talisman!

Chapter 0404 Ghost King Out, Heroes Meeting

Playing so big as soon as you come up? !

The soul-killing talisman, carrying the power of blood, hits the face like a wave. This talisman is designed to destroy the big ghosts that condense the soul, and of course, it can also destroy people!

Regardless of Yin Soul or Yang Soul, if one cannot guard against it, the Soul Killing Talisman will cause serious injuries.

Those bloody waters are no longer the spiritual power in the talisman, they are dead souls, countless dead souls!

The talisman paper with dead souls as ink, one talisman is sacrificed, and a hundred ghosts can perform magic!

The blood wave rushed one meter in front of Qin Kun, and just as the turbulent waves hit the shore, Qin Kun suddenly moved.

Qin Kun's shoulders were intertwined with fire, and the judge's robe was draped over his shoulders.

Karma God Gang!

"presumptuous!!!"

The judgment is lightly opened, not angry and prestige.

The blood waves all over the room were beaten back to their original shape by a scolding.

There were remnants of souls in the air, covering their heads and exploding on the spot.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you judge magic!!!"

Seeing Qin Kun breaking the talisman, Peng Xiao was shocked.

"Witchcraft? You, who are neither human nor ghost, are worthy of talking about witchcraft with me?"

In Qin Kun's eyes, the tragic scene of Ten Thousand Prisons emerged, and he looked at Peng Xiao with a sneer.

Peng Xiao became more rational, held back his anger, and said with a stern look in his eyes: "Good young man, I will remember you! Tell me how Brother Yang died."

"The monk who didn't quit killed him."

"It is impossible for a monk to kill him!"

"What if it's a blood interceptor?"

Peng Xiao was startled for a moment, then he looked up to the sky and yelled, "Zuo Jinchen—Poverty and you are irreconcilable!!!"

The glass in the office shattered, and this angry roar spread away like a billowing raging wave, accompanied by the turbulent ghost aura.

boom -

In the city where the heavy rain had just stopped, a muffled thunder exploded.

With a radius of hundreds of miles, demonic winds blew up everywhere, and this gust of wind swept across both sides of Huangpu, and the weaker wandering souls were immediately scattered.Some wild ghosts were seriously injured.

When the ghost gate opened, the ghosts who ran out felt the dark wind, and curled up one after another.

slam-la-

It rained without warning.

In the rain, those poor ghosts shivered.

terrible……

This burst of Yin Qi, even if separated by a hundred miles, can feel its power.

Ghost King! ! !

Only the King of Ghosts... could show such a great deal of majesty and despondency!

Tonight, a ghost king was born in Modu.

……

Huangpu District, City God Temple.

Heiwuchang beside Chenghuang Lord suddenly opened his eyes.

The next moment, a black-robed ghost walked out of the statue.

In front of him was Lao Miaozhu and a heavily powdered cheongsam woman.

"Xie Yinyin, let's go."

Heiwuchang called out the name of the cheongsam woman.

The cheongsam woman gave Hei Wuchang a blank look, and said sharply, "Nong's brain is broken?! I don't know whose territory is in that direction? I don't know what kind of strength is the Yin Feng just now???"

"But……"

With resentment in his eyes, Heiwuchang opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The woman in the cheongsam lit a cigarette and said with a slight smile: "Old Fan, those little ghosts don't dare to move around tonight, it's a good time to catch ghosts, you know?!"

……

'Tianzi' beauty and health club.

Sha Matt, who was lying on the sofa bored, suddenly sat up excitedly.

"There is a ghost king!"

Ever since Li Chong knew that Yang Yingjie was Wuwei Ghost Queen, he no longer dared to yell at this fellow.

"The King of Ghosts didn't come to compete with you, so what are you worrying about?" Li Chong answered casually, looking at the beauty with hair.

"I want to see who that is."

The Wuwei ghost king was trapped in this area by Yang Shen back then, and he couldn't wander around, but there were some occasions.

For example, the day of the full moon.

After a while, it will be July 7th of the lunar calendar, so these few days, he is very excited, and it will be the day of the prison release.

"Go if you want to see it, who dares to stop you." Li Chong curled his lips and continued flirting with that beauty.Tonight, Yang Yingjie went there for whatever he wanted, he didn't have time to talk to him.

Nima, there are only five top-notch ghost hunters in China now.

Uncle Ge Zhan, Xuanru Zuo Jinchen, the holy monk of Folin Temple, the old Taisui of Yulong Mountain, and Huapixian of Fengdu Temple.

All five of them have the ability to fight the ghost king one-on-one, and the rest are no match for the ghost king.

Wuwei Ghost King is about to leave, who can hold him back?

Wuwei Ghost King nodded, too.It seemed that no one could stop him, and it was already approaching the Ghost Festival, Yang Shen imprisoned his area, and the oppressive force became less and less.Even if you walk a little farther, you won't suffer any damage, right?

"Then I'll go take a look."

"Go." After Li Chong finished speaking, he licked his lips and walked towards the woman who was flirting with him.

……

Pudong, a high-end hotel.

A short-bearded foreigner sat on the sofa, closed his eyes and meditated.

The shirt was taken off, and inside was an iron coat of torture. The needles of the iron coat were inserted into the flesh, as if it were a harsh practice.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there was a feeling in the air that made him tremble with excitement.

The breath of the devil...

The terrifying coercion made him numb all over, but this numb feeling gave him a feeling of comfort from head to toe.

"Sure enough, not only Great Britain has ghost gates, but here also has ghost gates, and... there are real demons!"

Kaman put on his clothes and left quickly.

If this demon can be persuaded to join the Holy Cult, this defeat will definitely not be judged and punished!

……

Near the airport, a nice double room.

A foreign guy is shirtless, exercising his muscles.

On the other bed, there is a hot girl who only wears a three-point style.

With smooth skin and an attractive posture, she approached the foreign guy and reminded: "Fan, you are so energetic, you can also help me warm up."

With wheat-colored skin and strong perfume, the stimulating hormones soared crazily.Especially in this kind of room with only two people.

The foreign guy smiled wryly: "Ma Lisa, having sex before marriage is a stain on faith."

The hot girl leaned over and lay down beside the foreign boy's bed, holding his earlobe and saying, "Aren't you a believer?"