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

He was in a room, a damp wooden cabin, and the sound of a shower rattled outside.

If I read it correctly, this is a sauna room. The ghost king, with a towel wrapped around his waist, scooped a scoop of hot water on the steaming stone and leaned comfortably against the wall.

"This is... where?"

"Naturally it's Yangjian."

"You... just died?"

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

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

Is this memory mine?

Qin Kun was sure that he didn't 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 found that he was pretending to be mysterious, so he calmed down instantly, grinned and praised: "You have a lot of tricks."

"Yes, I have been waiting for you to show a flaw just now, but it didn't happen. It's a pity, are you a Taoist priest from Yangjian?"

"Yes."

"I remember that many years ago, I also met a Taoist priest in the underworld. He also wanted to catch me, but I beat him away. Damn guy, I was only one step away from dying in the steamer hell, and that damned Taoist priest was seriously injured. Knock down my strength, I didn't expect to meet a Taoist priest again now."

The ghost king was talking and recalling, with hatred for Taoist priests, but not too much hostility.

Qin Kun caught a message.

Nearly dying? ? ?

Legend has it that ghosts are divided into six levels by the intensity of their spiritual power. Above the king of ghosts, they are divided into realms. There is a kind of ghost called "Breaking Ghost", which ignores cause and effect, no longer reincarnated, and is independent of the world. The so-called "Yin God" of Taoism, It's a life-destroying ghost!

The concept of 'God', in terms of Taoism, is a race, not a strength.In other words, the "God" recorded in the ancient Taoist classics is a high-level life form.

This ghost king almost died, it is conceivable that his strength was incomparably strong before, and the prison guard actually said that this guy is the weakest? ? ?

What a fool!

But Qin Kun suddenly stretched out five fingers and clenched his fist in the air.

Hong Shuang!

Extremely cold ice flames transformed by spiritual power appeared in all directions, wrapping towards the ghost king.

The ghost king broke open the sauna room in an instant and fled outside.

"Such an exquisite Taoism, are you testing me?"

hiss……

The moment just now was indeed a test, the breath fluctuations of the ghost king's explosion seemed to be really not strong, not as good as the Gushan ghost king I met before.Could it be that he is really the weakest?

Or...was injured by the Yangjian Taoist he mentioned before, and has not recovered yet?

Outside the sauna room, many men taking a bath panicked: "It's the king of ghosts, run away!!!"

Those guys are obviously ghosts. Qin Kun's heart is shaken, and his world view is broken and constantly subverted. Where is this place? ? ?

Why is there such a place in the Eighteenth Prison? ? ?

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

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

With a grass branch in his mouth, Qin Kun felt that his soul was sinking deep and his consciousness was distracted. Where is this place? Is it important?Monk Shui's Buddhist thoughts flooded into his mind and turned into eight words: Everything you see is false.

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

"Fuyan Grass Snake Turns into a Gray Thread, Stings Souls and Prisons Souls Turns into a Magic Whip!"

Ghost Grass Thorn·Prisoner Whip!

Spit out the grass branch from his mouth and fly towards the ghost king. The ghost grass burns out quickly like incense, and a gray thread hits the ghost king lightly like a whip. The ghost grass sprouted, pierced the soles of the feet, penetrated into the ghost's body and grew wildly. With a puff, it exploded from every pore of the body.

For a moment, the ghost king was stunned in place like a hedgehog pricked by straw.

Qin Kun rushed forward with the saber in hand, raised the saber high, and slashed down vertically!

Chai Shandao!

Powerful and heavy, the real mowing and chopping firewood treats 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 those straws and couldn't be merged and repaired!

"Using wood-type ghost techniques to mess with the five elements of my ghost body, and using a golden sharp weapon to destroy my ghost body?! How dare you!"

The ghost king's ghost body was dense, and quickly merged after turning into steam. In terms of figure, it was a bit more swollen than before.

Just receiving Qin Kun's move was also a test for Qin Kun. I didn't expect this Taoist priest in the underworld to be so powerful.

"Infinite mist of gods, eternal poison of ghosts, good fortune hurts the underworld, and can be steamed to dry bones!"

The ceiling here was smashed open by a big hand, and a figure appeared in midair, it was the Stove King!

The Stove King wears a divine robe and holds a cage. He doesn't have the majesty of the fairy family at all, but has a vicious face, which is more ferocious than the imp in the steamer hell!

With a steamer under his hood, the Ghost King said coldly: "I am the Ghost King of Pouring Mist, eat my magic!"

Chapter 0861 Please enlighten me

There is steam in a hot cage, and all ghosts are poisonous!

In the steamer, mosquitoes and flies were everywhere, and corpses were everywhere. The Ghost King of Sprinkling Mist said sharply: "No matter where you come from, you have to be buried with me today!"

The corpses of these ghosts are all plague ghosts. Not to mention the disgusting appearance of death, the pervasive ghost magic will make people experience the pain before their death.

Qin Kun endured how many times he fought. He was always ravaged before, but he was never disgusted!

"Are you steaming corpses or excrement in this cage?! The Stove King you made offerings in your life let you eat this?"

"Hmph! Slick-tongued!"

Qin Kun curled his lips, and took three steps in two steps. After stepping out, the figure disappeared, and then disappeared after appearing. Fighting in this cesspit-like steamer, you can't be reconciled to death!

So fast!

Powu Ghost King was stunned, even though this Yang man was a ghost, his spiritual power fluctuations were at the level of a ghost general, but after the speed exploded, he couldn't lock it!

"Death to me!"

The steam like poisonous mist boomed.

"You die first!"

The skin was stinging, and the poisonous mist penetrated into the ghost's body. It was burning all over, with an indescribable stench.

Muscles knotted, Qin Kun appeared behind Powu Ghost King, Yan Xiesuo hooked Powu Ghost King's whole body, and punched him in the stomach, Powu Ghost King flew out quickly, pulled down with great force, and was torn into pieces by Yan Xiezuo!

The illusion in front of him was completely shattered.

The Ghost King of Splashing Mist flew upside down and fell, and Qin Kun returned to the Distilling Soul Underground Palace.

"what happened……"

As soon as he came back here, he felt dizzy and felt weak all over. Qin Kun suddenly looked at the surrounding pool.

Not good... This guy has been playing tricks in different ways, all of which are blindfolded, and the purpose is here!

The pool in this place is where his ghost skills lie!

I just pulled myself into the illusion fighting technique, and my body has absorbed a lot of ghost fog here. If I break his ghost technique later, I am afraid that I will completely lose my fighting power!

Qin Kun dragged his body and came to the ghost king. The other party's spiritual power fluctuated, that is, the strength of the ghost king who had just been promoted. Qin Kun bared his teeth and said, "So you fooled me about everything that just appeared?"

Powu Ghost King has a grass branch in his mouth, with a dejected expression, but there is a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth: "Fuyan grass snake turns into a gray thread, pierces souls and imprisons souls into magic whips!"

The grass branches spit out and burn up in the air.

Under Qin Kun's feet, the ghost grass pierced into the internal organs, and pricked out from the pores all over his body.

puff--

A bull demon, fluffed into a hedgehog.

Powu Ghost King stood up slowly, looked at Qin Kun proudly and said, "Is your ghost technique fun?"

Qin Kun grinned, with fanaticism in his eyes. Didn't expect him to imitate his own ghost skills?

Qin Kun nodded slightly, as if he was talking to himself, but what he said was the voice of the hanged ghost: "Peeling, your ghost skills... are very interesting."

Powu Ghost King was startled, peeling?

Who is he talking to?

The bull demon's expression changed again, and a slippery voice curled his lips and said: "Diao, I'll have fun with you later, the most urgent thing is to kill this pickle first!"

Ah hang?

The Powu Ghost King was even more confused.

After being confused, he found that the other party's eyes had become normal.

The bull demon, with his whole body pierced like a hedgehog, opened his mouth lightly: "There is one way to suspend mourning and evil, and the evil spirits of all ages will suffer together!"

Powu Ghost King suddenly felt the ghost's body tighten, and then the ghost's body was painful and burning, and the burning sensation spread from the inside out. He saw the black lines after poisoning appeared on his hands, and he couldn't believe it: "How...how is it possible? I Why did you get caught in your own poisonous mist?!"

Qin Kun pulled out the ghost weeds on his body one by one, and said casually, "Is your ghost technique fun?"

"I……"

The Powu Ghost King was startled, his mouth and Qin Kun's mouth spit out poisonous blood at the same time, which is a sign of too deep poisoning.

Powu Ghost King staggered exhaustedly, and grinned bitterly: "What a powerful ghost technique, what's your name?"

"Qin Kun."

"Hahahahahaha...it's a pity, Qin Kun."

The Powu Ghost King spat out blood, and the ghost's body twitched endlessly. As soon as he finished speaking, it exploded automatically, and the poisonous mist covering him also exploded with him.

Condensed again, Powu Ghost King sat on the stone coffin with his back to himself. His real appearance was an old man, a little gloomy. The poisonous mist seeps into the soul, and you cannot survive!"

"I can't survive, I have to deal with you first! I remember, just now in your mirage world, you were afraid of this move?"

Great flame wraps around the ghost hand!

In Qin Kun's hand, green ice flames rose up, and there was a trace of black air caught in the ice flames, and his palm was frostbitten instantly.

Qin Kun was startled: "Can my Taoism frostbite me?"

Powu Ghost King jokingly said, "Being corroded by my poisonous mist, it will naturally be like this. Is it strange? I said, you will be buried with me today!"

Qin Kun looked at the Powu Ghost King unwillingly, his face was covered with cobweb-like black lines, and he lay face up on the ground.

Seeing Qin Kun fall, Powu Ghost King sighed: "Not bad strength, if you used that ball of ice flame earlier, maybe this king can't escape this catastrophe, this is fate."

The empty underground palace reverberated with the sigh of the Powu Ghost King, as if a lonely master was muttering to himself.

"Yeah, this is life."

An abrupt voice suddenly broke the lonely atmosphere at the peak.

Powu Ghost King was stunned, and suddenly turned his head. Behind the stone coffin, a bull demon was also sitting there cross-legged, staring at him with copper bell-like eyes.

"You're not dead..."

The Powu Ghost King couldn't believe it. Looking at the corpse that had just fallen, it had turned into a scarecrow.

hiss--

Ghost art!

"how can that be possible……"

The mouth of the Powu Ghost King was dry, and Qin Kun patted the top of the Powu Ghost King's head with ice flames in his hands. In an instant, the weak Powu Ghost King froze from head to toe into an ice lump and was shattered by the huge force.

"You actually have such a strange skill...I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!!!" The dissipated Ghost King of Spouting Mist regrouped and was stabbed into the chest by the Seizing Knife.

Taking advantage of the other party's weakness, an urn was used as a hood.

'Ding!Congratulations to the host, the containment was successful! '