Ghost Shelter System

The meaning of life was completely forgotten after Qin Kun was interrupted.

However, what Du Qinghan said before was right. The true meaning of his own exploration is 'existence'.

In this world, the fittest survive, and the fittest survive. The law of the jungle has existed throughout history from ancient times to the present.

Only when the height of life reaches an unattainable level can existence be eternal.

Qin Kun felt that he was so ridiculous, and he was indeed obsessed with it.

No matter what, you have to become stronger!

In my mind, there is personal information.

[Personal attributes]:

Qin Kun, male, 23 years old

Level: 41,

Experience: 1970/4200

Life: 810/810

Spiritual power: 910/910

Merit, 14430

karma, 41

Physique: Kunlun Bone (awakened)

Skill:

Heavenly Eye Technique (level 4, proficient), advanced skill: Breaking the Illusion Eyes

Great Flame Wrapping Ming Hand (Level 5, reaching the pinnacle) Advanced Skills: Ming Luo, Soul Nailing Arrow

Mirage (level 3, mastered)

Chaishan Swordsmanship (level 4, proficient) advanced skills: Six Paths of Madness

Yehuo Shen Gang (level 4, proficient)

Hidden Dust Steps (Level 4, Proficient)

These skills include eye skills, push hands, mirage skills, sword skills, power, and body skills. They are six completely different skills. Qin Kun feels that they are not enough.

Open the [Ten Death Cities Exchange], and several exchanges inside come into view.

Ghost potential: 20 drops, fuse the Yinsao plasma with Ghost to gain extraordinary potential (potential +10).

Magical weapon sacrifice: 30 drops. Sacrifice the magic weapon to the Ten Death Gods, obtain the curse of the gods, and possess the weapon spirit.

Skill advancement: 10 drops, law is impossible, Tao has no way, Tao has a different way, break through the shackles of skills, can truly integrate with yourself, Tao and law are one!

Special props exchange: several.

Among the special props, they are all top-notch ghost hunter props, including Wang Gan’s brocade paper and Chu Qianxun’s Youluo lantern. 10 pieces of brocade paper require 1 drop of Yincao plasma, while the Youluo lantern requires 10 drops. One tube of septic plasma is a super luxury product.

Qin Kun now has 21 drops of Yincao plasma after Contracted Fighter Silver Bat won 6 consecutive games, so he looked at the skill upgrade for a long time and decided to spend 10 drops to upgrade the skill.

'Ding! The host can currently choose an advanced skill: Great Flame Wrapping Hands! ’

Qin Kun was startled, what's going on?

His original intention was to choose Yehuo Shenbu or Nichenbu. After tasting the sweetness of power and movement, Qin Kun naturally focused on this aspect in his heart, but for some reason, Nichenbu and Yehuo Shenbu were no longer interested. Inch progress, so he is eager to upgrade it to the full level. But who can make it worth it? Currently, the only skill that can be upgraded is the Great Flame Wrapping Hand? !

Are you kidding me?

Qin Kun felt severe pain in his heart, even bleeding.

As an initial skill, the Great Flame Wrapping Hand is becoming less and less useful now, so why should it be the only one?

'Ding! Please choose the host! ’

It’s a crappy choice. There is only one advanced skill. Once you decide to redeem it, it is irreversible. The infernal plasma you handed over has been deducted and obviously cannot be returned.

Qin Kun was depressed. It seemed that advanced skills could only be cultivated to the pinnacle.

choose!

Depressed, helpless, bleeding from the heart, 10 drops of plasma, a life!

But next, the advancement of the Great Flame's Mingshou was unexpected.

Around the hands, thick blood suddenly oozed out, as if all the capillaries had burst, and the palms were in severe pain! After the severe pain, symptoms of stinging and itching appeared, and the bones of the hands made explosive sounds. It felt like being hit by a heavy object on the hands.

Zi

A line of blood shot out from the fingertips, then two, three, four, five... ten lines of blood shot out from the ten fingers. Qin Kun felt that these hands were no longer his.

It was hot, stinging, itchy, and numb, as if the skin of the palms had been peeled off and then soaked in salt water. Qin Kun's lips turned blue, and the pain reached the depths of his soul. It had been a long time since he had tried it. This was better than being beaten by someone in the mirage world. The torture is even worse.

And, I don’t know when it will end…

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"

In the main tomb chamber, Qin Kun's loud shouts came out like waves of air, ripples in circles, making the ghosts behind the stone gate tremble with fear!

The hanged man hung his neck on the hanging rope. When the rope moved, he pulled his neck and instantly hung him to the ceiling. The hanged man warned: "Hide quickly! That is Yang Qi!!! Don't touch it, the yin and yang will conflict." ,explosive!"

The three ghost generals, Niu Meng, Shui Monk, and Wedding Ghost, were practicing in their respective tombs. They just felt the fluctuation and came over to investigate. Niu Meng's legs were shaking and he whispered: "This is not just Yang Qi! There is also The judge’s pressure! Get away quickly, the master seems to be delirious again!”

Without saying a word, Niu Meng picked up Brother Sixteen, who was watching a play, and ran away!

The water monk kidnapped the Laughing Ghost and said, "Amitabha, what are you looking at? Run quickly! If you are overtaken by the yang energy, you will die in vain!"

The ghost in wedding clothes saw the old ghost in brocade clothes running out of the main tomb tremblingly, holding two flower pots in his arms, and could no longer walk.

"How long have you been caring about these flowers and plants?"

The old ghost in Jinyi trembled and said: "Old man, I am just a flower grower! If I can't grow flowers well, I have to go to Black Rock City to farm! I don't want to go!"

The ghost in wedding clothes had no choice but to see that other ghosts were avoiding him. He put his hand on the shoulder of the old ghost in brocade clothes and disappeared instantly.

Outside Kunlun's Tomb, there were two Ten-Death Warriors from Qin and Kun, Bloody Bodhidharma and Peipei. They ran out the moment they felt the shaking of the earth.

Then, Qin Kun's ghosts were seen filing out.

"Monk, what happened inside?"

Blood Bodhidharma squinted his eyes and looked at Monk Shui, who was the most talkative.

Monk Shui rolled up his sleeves and his bald head showed varying degrees of burns. He spat on his gray face and said, "Amitabha, it's okay. My master has gone crazy."

The corners of Xue Bodhidharma's eyes twitched.

It’s just nonsense…

Such a huge battle made the earth shake. Your master is so capable that he could even destroy the Pluto Fortress!

No one knew what was going on inside, but the cannibal girl who was cooking at the door narrowed her eyes.

"What kind of physique does this guy have...that resonates with the Ten Death City? It shouldn't be. Why does it feel like something mysterious has arrived..." the cannibal girl frowned in thought.

The blood mist hovered over the Kunlun Tomb, like a breath of air, rising straight into the sky.

After a while, seeing the manic yang energy and overwhelming pressure dissipate, Niu Meng, several brave ghosts, and Qin Kun's contracted fighters walked in.

The smoke filled the air and gradually subsided.

In the main tomb chamber, a young man was wearing a red robe and sitting on a stone seat. Half of his sleeves were burned off. From his forearm to his palm, it was as black as iron and glowing with metallic luster.

Green flames appeared on those hands.

The young man had a serious smile on his face, looking at the flames and the tattoo of the urn under the flames. He raised his head and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the walls of the tomb and reach the outside world.

"The City of Ten Deaths...is this place of exile already of this scale?"

That accent, that momentum, that demeanor is definitely not Qin Kun!

Niu Meng and the others saw this and asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"

A spearhead emerged from the young man's palm, which was the ghost spear 'Xuan Hui'.

'Qin Kun' smiled in retrospect: "I don't know who I should be. However, this place used to be under my control."

The skinny Blood Bodhidharma sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Hahahaha, Kunlun Demon, are you crazy? How dare you say such shameless words?"

Before Xue Bodhidharma's smile solidified, suddenly, a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows.

The ghost spear Xuanhui flew back to Qin Kun's hands as if it were real. Qin Kun walked over and kicked the body that fell to the ground, without any mercy: "Carry it away."