Ghost Shelter System

Qin Kun and Manjituo fought in a stalemate, and the two inflicted great trauma on each other, but they were all in peace.

The spiritual power surged, and the pillars in the Death Palace shook slightly. In a head-to-head fight, every punch could concuss a wide range of strong winds. The old referee's beard and hair were blown by the strong wind. He raised his eyelids and stroked his fingers on the piano.

The strings are plucked, the sound is chilling, and the scene changes suddenly.

A battlefield with ruins and ruins.

The four find themselves trapped in the mirage, where nothing that happens will have any impact on the Palace of Death.

"Pluto's Fortress?"

Qin Kun quickly scanned the surroundings with a pair of bull's-eyes and raised the corner of his mouth. He heard from Shou Kui that the old referee who played the piano in the Palace of Death was Mu Shen. He was once one of the masters of the tower in the Ten Death City and was in charge of all death fighting stages. , even if the Ten Death Cities have changed, the God of Twilight is still the God of Twilight.

He took out Pluto's fortress as a battlefield, and the string in his hand didn't know which Pluto's causal line it was. It was exclusive to the winner.

"Haha, Kunlun Demon, someone told me about your past. I heard you were very powerful. I saw you today, but that's all!"

Manjituo made the flower seal on one hand, and the fingertip of his other hand was bitten. He used blood to write on the arm where the flower seal was held.

The mantra used blood as the medium and seeped into his arm. Qin Kun tilted his head and looked at Manjituo in confusion. After all the mantras were drawn, Manjituo flicked the flowers with his fingers.

Suddenly, a black dot popped up.

What he picked up just now was not a flower, but a beetle.

As the manjituo popped up, the beetle swelled up with the storm, covered in blood, with sharp mouthparts, and fell to the ground, as big as a cow.

"The abandoned disciples of Brahma raised cows and worms with scabies. There is no such thing as arrogance. They use their bodies to heal disasters and supply blood to achieve symbiosis. There is no pure land. Thousands of diseases and insects are in the mortal world. Resistance is punishment. Kill them all. Brahma Sky believers, sowing disaster."

Manjituo's tone of voice was very strange, and his meaning was half-understood by those who heard him. Qin Kun knew that his language was different from his own, but because of the special nature of the City of Ten Deaths, he could understand him.

Spell!

Using blood as a medium, driven by music, supplemented by Gu insects, and a technique similar to that of Taoist soldiers, Qin Kun wrapped his arms with iron chains. After blasting the hideous and ugly insect with a hammer, two more Manjituo popped out.

Qin Kun's insect-killing speed couldn't match the speed of Manjituo's bullet bugs. After a while, the giant insects piled up like a hill in front of him, almost drowning Qin Kun.

One by one, one by one, they were piled up, making creaking and crawling sounds, and they rushed toward Qin Kun desperately. The last giant insect popped out, and Manjituo walked into the pile of giant insects and disappeared. .

"Hahahahaha...Kunlun Demon, can you finish killing it?"

Countless giant insects, as large as a mountain top, are densely packed. As far as the eye can see, there are insect legs and mouthparts, and there are female insects laying eggs behind them.

The face of a giant insect in front of him turned into Manjituo's. Qin Kun punched it and Manjituo's face appeared again on the giant insect next to him.

Hong Shuang!

The great flame wrapped around Ming's hand, and Hong Shuang followed. The green ice flame spread from Qin Kun as the center, forming ripple-like ice patterns.

The nearby giant insect was frozen into ice, and became crispy and crumbly under the pressure of other giant insects. All of a sudden, there were many casualties, which made Manjituo twitch his eyes. His face appeared on the giant insect above Qin Kun, and suddenly opened. wing.

Flap your wings!

Compared with the flapping of the wings of small insects before, the sound of the flapping wings of these giant insects as big as cattle was like a demonic sound filling his ears, making Qin Kun wail in pain and feel a little excited.

The most painful thing is that the willpower cannot bear the torture and is showing signs of collapse.

The negative emotions of the five ghosts, the pain before their death, and the current torture made Qin Kun lose his will.

Caught off guard, a giant insect's pliers clamped on his face. With a snap, half of Qin Kun's face sank, leaving deep scars.

Then, the giant insects, all over their body and flapping their wings, attacked at the same time.

Thousands of flapping wings formed a super-frequency sound wave. Qin Kun was lost in his mind, his stomach was churning, his spirit collapsed to the limit, and he could bear the pain to the limit.

Buzz

The tinnitus caused him to lose his hearing and his eyes dimmed.

When Qin Kun regained consciousness, he found that the surroundings were dark. He rubbed his head. The sound waves made him feel nauseous. The extreme silence now relieved the nausea a lot.

Where is this?

I can't touch the ground, I can't touch anything, I can't see anything, I can't even hear the echo when I speak.

It's like entering a world of nothingness.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared around them, which were several braziers.

Qin Kun saw that this place was a prison. Inside the wooden door of the prison, a group of weak ghosts were imprisoned. A dumb cow head brought out a ghost for interrogation. Bai Wuchang sat in front of the table. Bai Wuchang opened his mouth. , said something to Niu Tou, Niu Tou led the ghost back, and then, the iron chain on his body was wrapped around the ghost's head.

The ghost resisted strongly, begging for mercy, and even regretful. Niu Tou's eyes softened, and he looked at Bai Wuchang pleadingly. Bai Wuchang hooked Niu Tou's nose ring, pulled him to bend over, and patted his cheek.

Suddenly press the cow's head into the oil pan.

The bull's head struggled and was lifted up by Bai Wuchang. The violent color in the bull's eyes was hidden, the ghostly energy repaired the cheeks, the head was drooped, and it was doing things according to Bai Wuchang's request.

The ghost was begging for mercy and crying. The bull's head cast a sideways glance, and its palm turned into a hoof mark on the ghost's forehead. The ghost was absent-minded for a moment, seeming to recall all the good things in the past life, and smiled. Before he could regain his consciousness, the bull's head sighed and pulled the iron chain away. Pull it, and with a pop, the ghost's head explodes.

From beginning to end, Qin Kun couldn't hear a single sound. He tried to walk towards the bull's head and shouted.

"Niu Meng? Is that you???"

Niutou watched the ghost dissipate, and stood there like a zombie. He seemed to feel some call, turned his head, looked sadly in the direction of Qin Kun, and continued to do his work.

In the claustrophobic space, Qin Kun became nothingness. He felt terrible. There was a chill behind him. He was shocked, hesitant, and suddenly hit.

Looking back angrily, he found a battlefield behind him.

Several people dressed as generals watched as their men tied up a man and tortured him. The man's facial features were blurred, his mouth was bleeding, and his clothes were different from theirs. He seemed to be an enemy scout. The scout looked at the general and the others with a sneer.

The general was very angry and threw down a token. The tied scout saw a soldier from the military camp walking up to him. The scout spit out blood on the soldier's face.

The pawn was angry, slapped him in the face, and a bright knife appeared.

The knife cut a cross pattern on the tied man's head, and the bright silver liquid was poured in. The bound scout struggled in severe pain, and the pawn smiled happily and viciously.

Bright silver liquid oozed from the wounds, but most of it flowed away as the man struggled.

With a squeak, a bloody guy broke free from the human skin. He couldn't bear the pain and fell to his knees. The scouts were wailing and screaming, hysterically.

Tears and anger were mixed together and he yelled at the group of people. The little pawn sneered, tied the man to the wooden board with several people, and dripped the hot oil on the man bit by bit.

The man was crying. Qin Kun touched his eyes and they seemed to be wet. He wanted to kill all these people! immediately!

The man was dead. Before his death, he had his intestines disemboweled and stuffed with straw. Qin Kun's eyes were red. Looking at the scout, his eyes finally dimmed. Two lines of tears fell from his cheeks, and a lake turned into a lake at his feet.

Autumn leaves were flying, and a bald monk was carried out by the villagers in fear, with a rope tied to his body and stones tied to his feet.

Several crying village girls pointed at the monk and nodded vigorously when asked by the elders.

The monk was simply baffled and looked at the village girls sadly and pleadingly.

Qin Kun saw that the smile on the corner of the village girl's mouth disappeared and she cried louder. The monk closed his eyes in pain as if struck by lightning.

The monk was thrown into the lake by the angry villagers. With his hands clasped and stones tied to his feet, he quickly sank. Asphyxiation and water pressure caused the mud and water plants stirred up when he fell to the ground to fill the monk's nose and lungs.

The monk coughed violently. His sorrow was greater than his heart-broken eyes. He looked up at the turbid lake and the blurry moon thousands of miles away. His tears and the lake water merged into one. He did not let go of his clasped hands until his death.