On a plain, the river flows fast, and a fortress-like city is located not far away.

The big city is six stories high, and the three-dimensional city is incredible even if it is in modern times. However, this wonder appears on this wild land.

The first floor is underground in the city, and the sun is gone all day long. The people living in it are called ghost slaves.

The second floor is full of ordinary residents.

The third floor is the nobles and the fair.

On the fourth and fifth floors, there is already a private residence.

The sixth floor is a temple.

Spacious, tall, empty and solemn.

There were not many guards, all of them were arranged in an array. Not far from the big city, half of a mountain was chiseled, carved with huge statues of gods.

White God.

Qin Kun didn't have the heart to understand the civilization of the White God clan and didn't care about the story and legend of the White God, but he knew that this was his second time to come to the temple. If he was in danger this time, no one would save him.

The horn buzzes, and the number of people blowing the trumpet continues to increase. This is the highest etiquette of the White God clan.

Qin Kun walked up the stone steps step by step.

This etiquette is the battle horn of the White God clan. Its tone is intense and heavy, and it is transmitted ten miles away. Only when facing the most powerful enemy can it blow to this level of horn.

This is respect for the opponent and a declaration of war against the opponent.

Ghost slaves, civilians, guards, nobles, elite warriors, priests, and countless people in the giant city saw a young man walking towards the temple.

Lord Bai Shen welcomed his arrival grandly.

The temple gate, which was ten meters high, was divided into three levels. Qin Kun stood at the door, and there was no guard to stop him. The sound of the trumpet came abruptly. In the depths of the temple, a slightly old voice came.

"You're here again."

Lift your legs and step in.

In the first door, there are solemn statues of gods carved, in the second door, there are mountain-like treasures piled up, and in the third door, there is a Shura field.

A young man with white hair sat there, his muscles bloated all over his body, his white hair was red, and he stood one by one. His eyes were full of passion, and there were alien corpses around him.

His chest was undulating, he looked at Qin Kun, licked his lips, and was eager to try.

The surrounding brazier was light and dark, and Qin Kun saw the old Tianqi Duwu.

Last time we met, he seemed to be a middle-aged man. Now, he is in his fifties. His eyes no longer have the fighting spirit of the past. He has become very calm, like a vast and a pool. Seeing Qin Kun still young, there is no wave.

"Kunlun Demon, since you escaped from my will, you shouldn't have come back."

Middle-aged man with his hands behind his back and walked down from the altar.

Qin Kun and Tianqi Duwu watched face to face, and he smiled slightly: "Where is Haiquin? Let me take him away, I promise not to come again from now on."

"Hahahahahahaha... That corpse-eating demon has been imprisoned by my Father God, you can't take him away!"

The young man next to him spoke loudly, his expression as if he was ridiculing.

Qin Kun ignored the jokes of his younger generation, took out a cigarette and threw it to Bai Tu.

"You know mine. The first time I came here was to treat you as a friend and I saw it away."

It ignited and set fire to Bai Tu again.

"So the second time, I won't jump into the pit."

"But you still jumped into the pit!" The young man said a lot again, and countless white silk threads suddenly gathered in the air and condensed into a slap, slapped on his face.

Bang-

The young man flew backwards and smashed on the stone pillars in the temple. Blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, covering his face incredibly: "Father, why did you hit me?"

Bai Tu vomited smoke, he was a god, so the person who broke into his hometown was a demon.

Only they can have equal conversations.

Bai Tu was very conceited. Even if he was an opponent, he could only ridicule him.

This is identity.

He ignored the youth and looked at Qin Kun: "I really miss you many years ago when fighting side by side with you, but you didn't seem to understand the situation. Even if you grew up again than last time, you still can't compare to mine."

"In the past, you just do it and you won't talk nonsense." Qin Kun smiled, "Are you scared when you are old?"

Bai Tu frowned, closed his eyes, and opened his eyes again: "Last time, I couldn't calculate your cause and effect. Your cause and effect line is very strange and seems to be broken. But last time I saw my own destiny, I will be safe and sound, and the people of Bai Shen will be safe and sound. This time, I still can't calculate your cause and effect, but I can't even see my own destiny."

This is why Bai Tu hesitated, why he has been slow to take action, and why he is willing to continue talking nonsense with Qin Kun.

An opponent who cannot see through will always bring many variables and make people uneasy.

Qin Kun said: "Take Hayquin and I'll leave. You are not a nostalgic person, I am. Your hometown is beautiful, and you have been to my hometown. According to my personality, I will not destroy this beauty."

Bai Tu took a deep breath of cigarette and chuckled.

"It seems you are not sure to get out of here either."

Qin Kun spitted a mouthful of smoke on Bai Tu's face, leaned forward, revealing his white teeth: "I'm not here to escape this time, I'm here to fight to the death! If I can't get what I want, I will ruin this place."

Bai Tu's eyes twitched.

For a person who is arrogant, the greatest impact is being provoked in person.

The guard rushed in, Bai Tu waved his hand, and they disappeared from the spot and reappeared at the door.

He was weighing and speculating that he was not afraid of Qin Kun, but he was not sure of defeating the enemy with one move.

Qin Kun is different from when he came last time. He doesn't want his people to be hurt because this will cause his reputation to be damaged and he will not tolerate any flaws.

His life must be perfect.

After he died, the passage to the Ten Dead City would naturally be closed, so during these years he was still alive, he would not allow any mistakes.

He will be the most perfect white god.

"You dare to mess with me." Bai Tu paused word by word.

"You got me first." Qin Kun took a step forward, and his nose almost touched Bai Tu.

Two beasts, familiarity and a glimpse of the jungle, at this moment, cause and effect are uncertain, and neither you nor I can dominate the universe.

Destiny is not just a saying.

"Father, let me do it!" The young man suddenly shouted.

"White Demon Shocking Sect!"

"Blood beast resurrects the soul!"

"Mountain Ghost Shooting Formation!"

"Diet knell!"

"The six-six-satisfied black turtle!"

"Cangshi Blood Wood becomes a god!"

The entire stone chamber suddenly became storm, the ceiling was gone, the throne was gone, and the brazier was gone. Qin Kun stood under the starry sky, and bloody winds were pouring backwards. There were rumbling sounds in the floor tiles, bulging and falling one after another, like living things.

A white-haired ghost emerged from the young man's feet and entered his body. A four-hoof ghost with a human head and beast body entered the young man's body. A mountain ghost with green skin and dead leaves entered the young man's body. An expressionless male ghost entered the young man's body. A half-turtle and half-human monster entered the young man's body. A dry skin branch appeared on the young man's body again, and blood flowed out of the dead skin, condensed into a strange spell. The dry skin just now was infected by blood and turned into stone armor.

The six ghosts are coming.

The wild land monsters came to the world, and strange phenomena arose in the world.

With abundant force and fierce breath, a human-shaped monster roared under the starry sky.

He was in his body with heavy armor, fearless, holding a bell hammer in his arms, carrying a black tortoise shell on his back, stone skin everywhere on his body, and two hooves grew behind him.

A wild-style ghost appeared, Bai Tu was immersed in the Mirage Realm, leaving only two eyes, watching the battle quietly.

Qin Kun was opening his mouth, but Bai Tu couldn't hear a slight sound, but he found that Qin Kun's body also changed.

The horns grew on the top of the head, the iron chains were wrapped around the body, the muscles were swelling, the human skin was peeled off, the neck was broken, the head turned into a phantom, the human skin gradually turned into a cassock, a Buddha moon appeared behind the head, a shadow appeared behind the head, his eyes became neurotic, his hair became wet, and the surrounding moisture suddenly surged, and suddenly the evil spirit of the generals on the battlefield was permeated. Half of the cassocks also turned into blood-stained battle robe, and a white bone horse appeared. The body of the devil was raised again, and the moment he raised his legs and stepped on the white bone horse, the horse suddenly grew ghost horns.

Majestic and powerful, with white bones, four of them tapped on the yin wind and ghost fire, and raised their hooves and roared.

In an instant, the ghost wildebeest, three times larger than the bone horse just now, appeared in a bloody storm.

At this moment, the young man was full of excitement and came to attack with a bell hammer. Qin Kun held the void and the Xuanyin pestle fell into his hand, and then he also met him.

Fast, very fast, very fast!

The man and horse monster collided with the horse-riding bull demon, but the bloody scene did not happen. The young man was stunned and found that Qin Kun had passed by him and continued to gallop.

"Want to run?"

He turned around, Qin Kun disappeared from behind, and then appeared directly in front of him.

Qin Kun is still accelerating.

The young man's attention quickly returned to Qin Kun, and another impact was made, and Qin Kun passed through him again.

The young man shouted: "What a trick!!!"
To be continued...