Ghost Shelter System

"Brother Kun, what's wrong? Do something?! He's gathering strength! Once he's done gathering it, it'll be hard to handle!"

Niu Meng has discovered that the opponent's ghostly aura has increased to an extremely terrifying level.

Qin Kun didn't say much and released the water monk.

"Haha, are you scared? The power of our true god." Flinkdal saw the ghost beside Qin Kun and sneered, "Hand over the sacred weapon Xingduo and I will let you go."

"The first hurdle when facing the bull demon!"

Qin Kun didn't answer and directly used Fierce Ghost.

Niu Meng's figure became blurred, Meng Gui got on his body, and his body shape changed drastically!

"You have a yang body. Even if you are possessed by an evil spirit, you are still no match for me!"

"The transformation into a bloody corpse is unknown!"

The peeling also becomes blurry.

At the same time, Qin Kun's horns on his head competed for the sky, and his figure quickly grew taller.

With an iron chain wrapped around his waist, his body covered in blood, and thick breath coming out of his nose, Qin Kun looked at the opponent with bull eyes.

Only then did Frinkdal feel a little surprised.

His frivolous smile dropped: "How come there are two evil spirits possessing you? Are you... Satan?"

Frinkdal is a demon servant, a ghost, and a fanatical believer, but even though he has been to hell, he has never seen the appearance of Satan.

At this moment, Qin Kun had horns on his head, blood-red eyes, and was wrapped in iron chains and wearing a corpse cloak.

Like the devil descending from hell!

Satan! Very much like Satan! That stern and gloomy aura once made Flinkdal lose consciousness for a moment!

"Satan, it's a sheep. Don't you know the difference between a cow and a sheep?"

Qin Kun raised his hand. His height had already caught up with Flinkdal. He looked at the opponent levelly and grabbed Flinkdal's neck.

Frinkdal looked at the other person's blood-red eyes and smiled slightly: "It's really similar, you are the Satan of the East! However, the true God is the only one. If you have blasphemed the majesty of the true God, how are you going to die?"

Frinkdal made a quick move, grabbing Qin Kun's horns with both hands, twisting them fiercely, click, Qin Kun's neck spun around, and he fell to the ground.

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of showing mercy."

Frinkdal shrugged.

The weak exorcist is, indeed, just a lucky little character.

It's still the same exorcist who doesn't know whether to live or die, and the fight is more enjoyable!

But the next moment, Frinkdal felt something was wrong.

He found that the surrounding pieces were shattered.

It turned out to be a mirage just now!

Looking back, Qin Kun was still standing where he was, intact.

"Three Lin Zen monks are concentrating on the Buddha's moon!"

Behind his head, a bright moon appeared, Qin Kun's human skin cloak turned into a cassock, and the urn appeared and turned into a copper bowl in his hand.

The ghost energy disappears and the Buddha's light suddenly appears.

"No need to be sorry, I'm still alive. It seems like you can't kill me like you did just now." Qin Kun's eyes were filled with sarcasm.

Frinkdal felt that he was being played and was a little angry.

"Really? What about this?"

As soon as Frinkdal finished speaking, a ghost-headed key appeared above Qin Kun's head for no reason, like the guillotine's guillotine, and was inserted into it.

Click!

Qin Kun split into two parts, and the painful feeling made him unbearable.

Qin Kun had noticed the key just now.

He watched helplessly as the key appeared and stabbed through the top of his head.

It was as if the pain could make him forget the miserable scene he had just witnessed.

However, the more painful it is, the more profound the scene is.

A brand appears in my mind and cannot be removed.

Qin Kun, who stood still, turned into a scarecrow, with his cassock draped in tatters on his back.

"Sorry, you still can't kill me."

If it was Flinkdal who was careless before, then now, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Evil!

It’s so evil!

What kind of Taoist techniques did this Eastern exorcist use to survive two fatal kills?

"I don't believe you can survive this one more time!!!"

"Great true god, I, Frinkdal, your most loyal servant, hope to use your power to cleanse the world of all hypocrisy and sin!"

"God-Killing Blade!!!"

The sky was filled with thunder and lightning, and a hundred-meter-long sword appeared, slashing towards the building!

Tonight, countless Linjiang citizens saw this strange scene and thought they were dazzled.

The broadsword brought howling ghosts and wolves. It was so fast and so powerful that it slashed down and the dark cloud split into two halves.

This knife may be said to be energy or light and shadow.

It cuts on the building without destroying any deconstruction. This knife only cuts the Yang body!

Many unconscious people or corpses scratched by the blade were all inexplicably broken into two halves.

This building has 22 floors, and the machete cuts directly towards the basement.

When the light and shadow of the blade appeared on the ceiling, the sun lamps on Qin Kun's shoulders had already been lit.

Yang lights intertwined, karma fire god Gang!

"Hahahaha, poor exorcist, according to the news from Ikaruga, you can indeed use the breath of Shen Zhuan, but the god-killing blade can kill even Shen Zhuan! You use two strands of your own yang energy to resist, How can I stop it?"

"Really? What about the three shares?"

The three yang lamps in the human body light up the heavenly spirit on both shoulders!

The yang lanterns on both shoulders were intertwined with the fiery red robes, which made Qin Kun's eyes suddenly cold. The third yang lantern burned on his head.

The chains around him grew wildly in the fire! Like it came out of lava!

Chains are shackles, shackles, and cages.

The third sun lamp was lit and the shackles were broken.

Among this bull demon, a Yang man walked out.

Yang Ren had blurred facial features, his hair was as red as a waterfall, and his eyes were cold and handsome, looking at the sky.

"Bold!!!" The Yang man shouted loudly.

On the fourteenth day of the fourth lunar month of the Chinese calendar, at one or two hundred and sixty-five judges' temples in China, all the judges' statues erupted with a sky-shattering roar.

“Bold!!!”

In the vast land of China, more than a thousand statues of judges all shouted to the sky.

'Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have achieved a small success in cultivating the skill Vulcan Gang! Acquire skills and become a powerful official! ’

Just the sound of support caused the dark clouds over Linjiang City to explode.

The knife struck from the clouds was shaken into specks of light.

"puff……"

The loud shouting caused Flinkdal, who was closest to Qin Kun, to spurt out blood and fall to the ground.

On this underground level, strong winds swept away the newly formed imps, and they were instantly shaken away and fluttered into pieces in the air.

Qin Kun turned around and looked at him indifferently: "What else is your true god capable of? Let's use it together?"

"You!! You will die miserably!"

Frinkdal read, "O god in the door of death, obey my call. In the name of the true god, please come to the world and accept your blood gift!"

The blood pattern formation on the ground finally began to fluctuate.

Qin Kun, who was already somewhat proficient in formations, was very familiar with such large fluctuations. This time, the formation was barely able to be performed by this formation.

God?

Qin Kun smiled.

Before Flinkdal finished reciting the spell, suddenly the tip of a knife protruded from his neck.

"You actually... took action?"

"You are so naive. Did I say I wouldn't take action?"

Flinkdal covered his neck in disbelief, "I'm back from hell, and your semi-sacred weapon can't kill me!!!"

Qin Kun nodded and said: "I can see it, but your recovery from injuries relies on the energy absorbed by this blood array, right? I happen to know a little bit about it. If you continue to absorb energy, your god will not be able to summon it. .”

Qin Kun seemed to be smiling, but Flinkdal was startled. Qin Kun didn't lie!

These blood sacrifices can be barely accomplished by summoning the god behind the door of death, but the ghost energy in his body will definitely be sucked dry by the other party. At the same time, he cannot use the five-star blood array to perform other tricks!

In this case, if I can't defeat this exorcist, I have only one way - death!

"Look, isn't it difficult to choose sometimes?"

Qin Kun was much stronger than Flinkdal in terms of strength. Yang energy weighing more than a thousand kilograms slapped his face, and Flinkdal felt like he was being beaten by a stone slab.

"I know, you are deliberately trying to embarrass me. Do you think I will give up summoning the god behind the door of death and selfishly replenish my ghost energy to linger on?"

Frinkdal looked feverishly at the five-star blood formation that had a vague light on the ground.

"Isn't it?" Qin Kun smiled, "How wonderful it would be to live in the world of the sun?"

"Okay?! Hahahahaha! I, Frinkdal, am also one of the sacrifices of God! ...Kill me, and you will experience a nightmare from hell!"

Qin Kun raised his knife and cut him six times on Flinkdal's body.

The ghost energy in this ghost general's body suddenly dissipated and was absorbed by the blood formation. His body was pulled back to hell by the miserable scenes of the six hells, and he will never live again!

"The karma was taken away by me. The ghostly energy was all absorbed by the blood formation. He deliberately sent himself to death."

Qin Kun made a judgment. Qin Kun could feel that even if Frinkdal was stabbed, he would not die for a while.

He was provoking himself to complete his own sacrifice!

"Is there a big ghost?"

Qin Kun saw a figure starting to rise from the five-star blood array on the ground.

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