Ghost Shelter System

Foreign guy, hot blonde girl.

As soon as the two appeared, they walked towards Kaman.

"The mysterious Eastern Exorcist, we meet again. I'm here for Kaman." The foreign guy smiled slightly, young and handsome.

From beginning to end, Kaman saw Qin Kun fighting hand-to-hand with a ghost king, to shaking hands and making peace, but he didn't dare to say a word.

As a bystander, he believed his eyes. From beginning to end, the devil was giving way to the young man. How could a ghost king who didn't even use ghost magic not be able to defeat this young man?

He really wanted to find a chance to talk to the other party, but there was no chance at all.

Unexpectedly, Van Helsing and Magic Lisa came after me!

"Van Helsing, if I want to escape, you can't catch me at all!" Kaman's eyes are about to burst. If he falls into the opponent's hands, he will definitely die. The Ghost Council has always killed as many demonic apostles as them. .

"You can't escape!" the foreign boy said with a slight smile.

"I can!" The barbs of Kaman's torture device, the iron garment, pierced into the flesh, causing the flesh to turn purple and the muscles to become knotted.

"You can't escape!" Qin Kun stared at Kaman with his eyes fixed on him. If I can't kill the big guy, why can't I kill you?

"He can!" Peng Xiao suddenly said.

Kaman looked at the people around him warily, and suddenly heard Peng Xiao speak, like the sound of nature.

"Master Ghost King, I believe in Satan and am an apostle of the devil! Do you really approve of me?"

Kaman moved to Peng Xiao's side.

Peng Xiao looked at the crowd and said: "Pindao has clear grievances. If Gang hadn't been this person, Pindao might have been severely injured or even killed. I will ensure that he leaves safely."

Although Kaman felt that Peng Xiao was not interested in his proposal, he was fortunate that he was on his side.

"He can't escape!"

Xu Facheng spoke and rubbed his sword. A bolt of lightning hung in the sky outside, illuminating the dark night.

Boom——

The huge lightning is like the power of heaven controlled by Xu Facheng.

Peng Xiao frowned: "Master Sa Tian's Peach God Duel Sword!!"

Xu Facheng raised his head proudly: "It's not just him, you can't escape either. Maoshan Xu Facheng, please give me some advice."

Who would have thought that such a powerful weapon would fall into the hands of a young man!

"Maoshan"

Peng Xiao was stunned.

He is the new Ghost King. If the opponent's magic weapon is a Tianwei weapon, I am afraid that today will be really bad.

"The powerful weapons of heaven can hurt ghosts and gods, harm the harmony of heaven, and shorten human life. Little Taoist priest, you don't have enough cultivation, you want to trade your life with me?!"

Peng Xiao twitched his Daoji Crazy Magic Pen, and when he saw Xu Facheng starting to recite the incantation, he could no longer care about anything else.

"The sky is nourishing, and the five thunders are chasing--"

"Awe-inspiring to all spirits, the shadows are dormant——"

"The Yang God gave the order, the Emperor commanded the Purple Fire——"

"Thunderbolt blasts through the soul, the divine night subdues the demon——!!!"

"Three Pure Dings of Maoshan Baidai, the Jade Emperor Taizhen bestowed thunder!!!"

"The Peach God confronts the sword, the God Xiao Tian Lei!"

Lightning flashes everywhere, torrential rain rushes, thunder rolls, the heaven and earth seem to be nothing, like wild pythons and beasts, wreaking havoc at will!

As soon as Xu Facheng takes action, he will be killed!

Peng Xiao shouted and recited the law at the same time!

"Jin Wuhen, Po Wuhen, Eight Hundred Heavenly Fronts Hanging Skyhen!"

"The wood has a body, the life has roots, and the nine calamities will last forever!"

"Yellow spring water, the living dead, and the secluded waterfall have wiped away the kindness of the past life!"

"The Heavenly Flame God, the Earthly Flame God, and three thousand flame spirits protect me!"

"Earth is not earth, soul is not soul, the ashes of the ten desolate worlds will return to ashes!"

"The great virtuous order, the five arts flow!"

The thunder from the sky was gathering, ready to strike at him. Peng Xiao's body was filled with ghost blood, and every drop of blood formed a talisman. The Crazy Magic Pen randomly clicked into the air at an extremely fast rate, and in the blink of an eye, all the talismans soared into the air.

Before the thunder fell, he decided that this Maoshan disciple must die!

People use thunder from the sky to destroy ghosts, and ghosts use the five elements to kill people!

The thunder has not yet arrived, but the ghost talisman has arrived.

It's like the demonic winds from heaven and earth gather together, destroying everything and causing chaos everywhere they pass.

Fan Hexin was stunned. It was the first time he saw Eastern Taoism and Eastern ghost magic. This kind of power that bears the power of heaven and the blood curse of the West are both extreme to some extent.

"I, Abraham Van Helsing, swear in the name of God, I am willing to resolve all evil and suffering in the world! Even if it has the same origin as the fall!"

The huge silver cross was shining brightly, and the foreign boy stood in front of Xu Facheng.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The soul is being torn, the consciousness is collapsing, the five arts are flowing, and the five elements of punishment are used to cut off people's will to survive. The five kinds of pain are intertwined, slapped, and inflicted on the foreign young man.

His soul has floated out of his eyes, mouth and nose.

This is ghost art, the ghost art of the Ghost King! !

The thunder finally fell.

Behind Peng Xiao, another ghost appeared.

Without the strange shape of the cockscomb head, that ghost is none other than the Five-Wei Ghost King.

The true appearance of the Five-Wei Ghost King has hair like needles, a face like a fierce ape, brightly colored clothes, but in tatters hanging on his body, and a big drum on his back.

"Master Peng, long time no see."

"Yang Yingjie?!"

The Five-Wei Ghost King is a shaggy-headed ghost. When a bolt of lightning strikes from the sky, he beats the drum violently. The drum vibrates, seeming to scatter the lightning.

Even so, the lightning fell and still hit the two ghost kings, but their lives were not in danger.

"Another one!!!"

Who would have thought that another one would appear!

Xu Facheng was stunned, Van Helsing was stunned, Lisa was stunned, and Kaman was also stunned.

Can two ghost kings withstand even thunder and lightning?

Xu Facheng's arms shook, and his black hair turned white from the roots. Half of Fan Helsing's soul had floated out, and the cross he carried seemed to be about to break.

Kaman suddenly shouted loudly, and the iron torture device on his body broke into two halves.

On the back of his chest, the thorns in the iron garment of the torture instrument pricked ten bloody holes.

The inner five sides and the outer five sides are exactly an inverted five-pointed star.

"Omnipotent true God Satan, I swear in the name of the devil to dedicate everything to you! Please give me the power to regain my life in the dark and deep hell!"

At Kaman's feet, a five-star blood formation appeared, covering Peng Xiao and Wuwei Ghost King.

At the same time, the ghost energy in them increased exponentially!

Blood, hostility, and all the negative emotions in the world make the power of ghost magic grow rapidly.

The hot blonde girl, Magic Lisa, bit her thumbs open and smeared blood on her cheeks.

Her wheat-colored skin, bathed in the silver light of the cross, became white and holy, and her golden hair gave off a faint golden light. Perhaps an illusion caused by the majestic ghost spirit, her clothes became the saint's gauze, draped over her body. On the body.

The figure is very voluptuous and sexy, but it doesn't give off any sense of blasphemy.

She put her hand on Van Helsing's shoulder, and the huge silver cross suddenly glowed golden.

Van Helsing spreads his arms and the cross continues to skyrocket.

Magic Lisa closed her eyes, and shed two lines of bloody tears. She held her head high and faced Peng Xiao's direction.

The battle that was originally over turned into a melee between the two parties.

Xu Facheng's hair was all white, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was almost depressed.

Peng Xiao's ghost energy was bleak. Although Wuwei Ghost King helped disperse many thunders, he was still being attacked.

The Wuwei Ghost King faced Tian Lei head-on. As a ghost king who has been famous for a long time, now he has reached his limit.

More than half of Van Helsing's soul has emerged from his eyes, mouth and nose, and his mental power is constantly being torn apart. The word "persistence" already weighs more than a thousand pounds.

Magic Lisa closed her eyes, and more and more blood dripped on her body, dyeing it red with holy light.

The blood on Kaman's chest and back flowed out like running water and pooled into a river. His muscles began to tremble greatly and dried up at the same time.

Both groups of people have reached their limits.

Next, it’s time to consume each other’s will.

"enough."

A voice came from Qin Kun's mouth.

This sound hit everyone's heart like a big drum.

Then, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and it became a mountaintop, a mountaintop full of chaos.