In a flash, more than thirty years have passed, and Wu Banxian is still the same Wu Banxian.

He was once the most talented disciple in the generation of Fuyu Mountain. He had never traveled to China for thirty years. In the end, he was still the top one.

Around Yulong Mountain, Yuan Ling, Chen Ying, Zhang Moli and others looked at Wu Xiong with respect.

Who would have thought that this old senior was also a top-notch ghost catcher!

"Senior is extremely powerful, and the juniors are negligent, and I hope to forgive me." Yuan Ling saluted respectfully, with a somewhat unnatural expression.

Wu Xiong waved his hand and chuckled, "You are all good in Yulong Mountain, but you are too particular about the seniority and seniority. When I first met Mr. Yang, when I met Zhu Taisui, he was so eloquent that he even beat me up because of his poor etiquette. Look, what about it..."

Recalling the past years, Wu Xiong was angry and laughing. When everyone heard Wu Xiong complaining about the old lady Sui, they could only laugh with her.

Finally, Wu Xiong said, "Okay, you young people talk, I, this old man, won't participate. Yu Xuan, come here and have something to ask you."

Nie Yuxuan was called aside, and Wu Xiong frowned and said, "Is there any news about Qin Kun?"

Nie Yuxuan shook his head.

Wu Xiong said in a deep voice: "Nothing will happen, right?"

"He?" Nie Yuxuan's voice was eight degrees higher. "Although he hasn't fought with him in recent years, Miaoshan and Mo Wuji are now obedient to him. What can happen to him?"

The implication is that Nie Yuxuan doesn't think something could happen to Qin Kun.

"Reckless, the people in the secret sect are not copper-skinned and iron bones. Just shooting fish and arrows can make you die clearly, let alone guns and cannons."

Wu Xiong gave Nie Huzi a blank look. The public security in China is good, but in Nanyang, he has seen many secret wizards who were killed, and he is still vigilant.

Nie Yuxuan flattered his mouth: "Master Wu, do you know what's wrong? Worrying that it's like this?"

Wu Xiong nodded and told the whole story of his journey from Brunei to here.

After hearing Wu Xiong's words, Nie Yuxuan was shocked.

The God of Corpse?

Ghost Fort entrance?

Qin Kun disappeared?

After being given the title by the old lady Sui, he was equivalent to half of his own in Yulong Mountain. He never heard from his disciples in Yulong Mountain that one of the eighteen ghost forts in the South China Sea actually leads to the world!

"Did you say that Qin Heigou went to chase the corpse god and his whereabouts were unknown?"

The two walked to the deck, and Wu Xiong looked at the phantom of the giant ship in the distance and nodded silently.

Not only that, shortly after Qin Kun disappeared, the giant ship appeared. Could it be that there is any connection between it?

...

The night is getting dark and the banquet has ended.

Tomorrow is the last day of the Dragon Gate Meeting. At that time, the Yulong Competition will be opened, and several owners of Yulong Mountain will seize the last time to practice.

At this moment, Qin Kun followed a stitched giant corpse.

"Old guy, where are you going to run?!"

This corpse is no one else, it is the corpse god of Sanghavarmo, one of the four evil gods of the Scholars!

"I have been in trouble with the world for many years. I am really not polite to save people this time and you will delay me again!!!"

The crazy corpse roared and the huge force was terrifying. Qin Kun held the Xuanyin pestle in his hand and hit the back of Senghabamo with a stick. The other party just staggered a few steps, and it was not serious.

Oh My God……

How did this old monster practice?

Qin Kun has been living in the life and death for some years, and has never seen such people who ignore others' attacks. Since he parted with the old lady, Qin Kun did not find out the whereabouts of the gods, so he decided to go to the top of the mountain to see the situation. Who knew that he met Sanghavarmo halfway.

He chased the other party and fought all the way. The other party was only concerned about rushing to the road and didn't even care about fighting back. This did not knock him down, making Qin Kun once wonder whether his power had regressed.

"Save people? How did you know that from the South China Sea Longyan can reach the Three Immortal Sea Kingdom?" Qin Kun asked.

The corpse god wanted to swing Qin Kun two punches, but the other party was very good at it. He couldn't touch the corner of Qin Kun's clothes for a while and said angrily: "I told you, don't you harass me?"

"You talk first."

"Bronpu told me."

Qin Kun knew that the word "Long Pu" originated in Thailand and spread throughout Nanyang. Long Pu is the name of Thailand for a mage whose strength has reached a certain level, half a level higher than Luang Pu.

Qin Kun asked, "Who is Bu Longpu? Another evil god has appeared in the Suo Sect?"

"That was the first master of fortune telling in Nanyang, not a scholar, or even an exorcist. He was a white elephant husband when he was young, so he was also called Baixiang LP."

Qin Kun was stunned. Such a character should be the legendary hermit master.

"What did he say in detail?"

"How can the Bushi be detailed? I gave me a dream before, saying that he was in trouble, so I asked me to go to Bu Lunpu to ask how to save him. I asked the result all the way."

After the corpse god said that, he said impatiently: "Young, why are you so many questions? If you look for me again, I will go to China to kill you when I go back!"

Qin Kun kicked the corpse god in the butt, and saw the other party helplessly and gritting teeth, and silently recorded in his heart: the danger coefficient is 0.5.

This is the corpse god. Wu Xiong said that the Five Elements Talisman of the Fu Zong and the Three Dividing Talismans do not work for him. I believe that many secret techniques of the Taoist Taoist Dao of Life and Death are of no use to him.

So this guy should be a nightmare for all ghost hunters who are not good at melee Taoism, but for himself, it seems that there is no lethality at all.

If you find an opportunity to tie him up, the other party will be able to stare at him.

Qin Kun suddenly felt that this old monster was quite cute.

"Okay, it's all about fate. Since you are just saving Tijavarmo, I won't interfere with you. By the way, the mountain road is here."

The corpse god stopped and ran in a different direction. After a while, he suddenly thought, "By the way, have you been here?"

"Um."

"Do you a favor and take me to Tijavarmore."

“Where is the reward?”

"Ten million!"

Qin Kun swallowed, and refused the other party with pain and struggle.

The money you ask for is not clean and cannot be asked for.

"Twenty million!"

Qin Kun sighed deeply. After many years, it felt so uncomfortable that he was hit by a sugar-coated shell again.

"I, Qin Kun, are I like a slave to money?"

The corpse god despised: "No matter whether you are a slave of money or not, you can take money to do charity. Why is your brain not easy to use at a young age?"

"Old monster, let's talk about it carefully, don't provoke people..."

The corpse god thought for a while and said, "Then do you... lack women?"

"How come the Nanyang cult is so vulgar."

The corpse god said contemptuously again: "You obviously want to help me, but you pretend to be noble. What should you do? Although I do everything evil, I have never moved a hair from your Chinese people. I also want to play with Chinese rules to suppress me? Tell you, it's useless!"

The saying that a person is old and mature is absolutely true, even if it is an old monster in zombie. Singavavamo seems a little stupid, but in fact he can see through Qin Kun at a glance, and he has no hostility, and he can directly point it out.

Qin Kun couldn't bear to worry about his face, and followed the corpse god up the mountain quickly, thinking about what reward he should ask for.

Suddenly, two groups of people were fighting on the side of the mountain. A blonde woman, an old man in Hanfu, and a brown bear were fighting with another group of people mixed with monks and lay people.

The blonde woman's spiritual power was turbulent, and the soil and sand were rolling under her feet. The guards formed by the sand appeared. The guards held a spear in their hands, very much like the Loulan Eagle Guard I had seen. At this moment, the sand spears were exposed and stabbed another group of people mixed with monks and lay people, blocking many enemies.

The old man in Hanfu sacrificed three animals to the sky, wearing a ghost of gods to resist the monk's siege.

The brown bear was beaten and bleeding from his nose, rolling and crawling. After finally running out of the battle circle, he suddenly found Qin Kun, and his words were written in his hand, and a whistle.

Qin Kun, not far away, looked over, and the brown bear quickly raised the wooden sign with both hands.

Master Qin! Can you help with boxing?

The seven Han Li craftsmen were neatly crafted, and Qin Kun said speechlessly: "I don't have time!"

The brown bear was disappointed and quickly raised the second sign.

I am Aiseri Khan! I have carried you!

Qin Kun's mouth twitched: "I gave you the jade of immortality. Are you more greedy?"

The brown bear pushed his knees and broke the wooden sign, and raised the third sign unwillingly.

I can share you with a bear's paw!

I'm damn...

Qin Kun could no longer ignore it, and this guy was crazy.
Chapter completed!