Ghost Shelter System

"It's you!"

The corners of Xijueluo's eyes raised, his face was as gloomy as water, and his body gradually became tense.

Qin Kun walked over and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The other party was very calm. He was a young man. Xijueluo knew he was a ghost hunter when he saw him in the funeral home. He was calm and calm without any panic. Xijueluo could even feel a pressure coming towards him. The young man He moved his neck, looked at himself and asked, "Can you play basketball?"

Xijueluo said: "Not really."

The answer was as Qin Kun expected: "Then...can you fight?"

Xijueluo sneered: "Just you?"

The fat man next to him touched his belly and smiled: "And me."

Xijueluo could feel that these two people were much stronger than ordinary ghost hunters, but these two people were not enough to deal with him.

"Hahahaha... you stinking Taoist priest, don't you even need to lose your face? I have never harmed anyone..."

In the middle of the conversation, Wang Qian interrupted: "Well, I don't have any shame anymore, just two against one. I have to go back to bed later."

Xijueluo cursed loudly in his heart, these guys are really not good people! He spoke confidently and without any expression of shame.

Xijueluo sighed and said calmly: "Since the two masters want to have fun, I will accompany you until the end. I still have one of my subordinates in the Bamboo Garden, why don't we wait until he comes out."

Wang Qian took out his talisman bag and was selecting talisman papers. He said without raising his head, "Stop pretending to test. Fatty, I'll tell you the truth, your ghost general can't come out."

Xijueluo finally showed a look of solemnity. His mind was spinning and he quickly analyzed the next situation. However, the fat man had already started chanting a spell.

"Yan Jun has his command to condense the talisman sword, and the spirit officer's wonderful method can stab three souls!"

"Taiyin Guishui generates lotus waves, ecstasy corrodes bones and kills seven souls!!!"

Soul-piercing talisman, soul-killing talisman!

The tide creates waves, carrying the power of the stormy waves. In the big waves, the talisman sword shuttles swiftly, like a flying fish in the water.

The opponent's talisman came with such ferocity that Xijueluo was caught off guard. His body was wrapped in a mink coat and he was thrown out. Like a water-absorbing sponge, the big wave was split in half. The wave rushing in the middle was sucked into the coat. The talisman sword came out of the waves and stabbed the coat, making several obvious small holes. The coat shrank and flowed. The water that comes out is no longer powerful.

In the first round of the fight, Xijueluo destroyed a ghost weapon. Although it was his ordinary burial object and his spiritual power was not high, it was a pity that it was destroyed by a few talismans.

"Damn it!"

Xijueluo cursed secretly and suddenly felt wind behind his head.

He didn't realize it until he was one meter away. Xijueluo quickly turned around and was shocked to see a fist wrapped in Ming Yan coming towards him. His body had no time to react. The cannon punch hit his face at close range. Xijueluo only felt that he was being hit by a carriage. The impact caused him to fly backwards, and his ghost body almost fell apart.

"Quite resistant to beatings."

Xijueluo, who was on the ground, struggled to get up. When he heard Qin Kun's comments, he vomited blood angrily, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, the ghost energy burst out, and he could no longer hide his death. Blood oozed from his seven orifices, and his face was dark. Disheveled hair!

"A vacuum hometown, no biological parents!"

There are all kinds of ghosts, and one kind of ghost is actually a way of death. Xijueluo's face had a black aura, and his seven orifices were bleeding. He was obviously poisoned and died. The rich ghost aura was almost as strong as the big demon seen in Japan. His spiritual power is comparable to that of the Ghost King!

Wang Qian was stunned: "A follower of Wuwei Cult?"

The Wuwei Sect, also known as the Luo Sect, was comparable to the White Lotus Sect and the Tiandihui in the Qing Dynasty. However, it did not have as many violent uprisings as the other two sects. However, it was criticized for being greedy in its teachings, abandoning virtues, and even more harmful to people's hearts.

“Old Mother Wuwei’s thousands of sons will overcome all injustices in the world!”

Xijueluo wore Buddhist beads around his neck. The cold light surged, and a shadow appeared behind him. It was a statue of a god. It was a woman, sinister yet kind, violent yet calm.

The statue rotates, and there are two people on the front and the back, coexisting as one, with two extremely contrasting expressions on their faces.

"You want a fight?! Come on!!!" Xijueluo, with disheveled hair, shouted provocatively.

Just when Qin Kun was about to move again, he suddenly felt that his strength was...regressing? !

Qin Kun looked at Wang Qian, who was also surprised.

what's the situation?

Suddenly, a Maitreya appeared in a larger shadow above his head!

Xijueluo laughed loudly: "Two against one? Okay, let's see what you were able to do before in front of the Buddha!"

Qin Kun's spiritual power fluctuations dropped from the ghost general level to the wild ghost level. The Yin Qi of Maitreya suppressed him. It seemed that his strength was back to the same as before, and he was suppressed by most of it at once!

not good!

Xijueluo instantly dodged and kicked him away. Qin Kun blocked the kick with both arms, but he couldn't bear the surging force. He flew out and hit the basketball stand. Wang Qian wanted to run, but Xijueluo was extremely fast. , I got kicked in the back, fell down and ate mud, sliding on the ground.

"I'm fucking your uncle!" Wang Qian touched his scratched face and cursed.

Xijueluo walked over leisurely: "Two masters, is this all you have? My ghost energy can only be enshrined in the past. The Buddha suppressed your strength until half a year ago. I didn't expect that half a year ago, you were even stronger than the powerful ghosts." Not going?"

Two wild ghosts, if not for the presence of Yang, can be killed by just sneezing. With such strength, do you dare to learn how to fight with others?

But Xijueluo thought about it carefully, and a feeling of fear came into his heart. These two people had grown rapidly in more than half a year, and they must not be left alone!

Wang Qian's provocative voice aroused Xijueluo's murderous intent. Qin Kun's yang energy was abundant and his physique was extremely strong. The kick just now did not hurt him, so it was excusable. This fat man kicked himself, and it was just a scratch on his skin? Xijueluo thought it was a hidden danger.

"Die!"

The five fingers turned into claws and dug towards Wang Qian's heart!

"Fei Lei! Come out quickly!!!"

Xijueluo's hand that fell was suddenly caught by a shadow. The shadow slowly solidified, and a zombie with dead fish eyes appeared.

The zombie looked a little silly, wearing a Manchu official robe, blinking at Xijueluo.

"How presumptuous! I belong to the Aixinjueluo clan, why don't you kneel down?" Xijueluo found out that the other party turned out to be a ghost general and shouted loudly.

The zombie was a little puzzled. He looked down at his official robe and explained seriously: "This is to steal someone else's..."

Xijueluo was very angry. When the opponent punched him, Xijueluo raised his hand to block it. But in an instant, he found himself lying in a coffin?

Flying thunder and zombies, coffin-sealing fist!

"Little Fatty, what's wrong with you? Has your cultivation level dropped so much?" Fei Lei looked at Wang Qian in confusion, and Wang Qian said: "Leave me alone, beat him to death!"

"I...can't beat him."

In the coffin next to him, Xijueluo smashed the coffin board and jumped out, looking in the direction of Qin Kun.

So weird!

A ghost hunter actually feeds ghosts? ! And he’s still at the level of a ghost general!

No, one must be killed first. Xijueluo aimed his eyes at Qin Kun.