The Eight Ghosts retreated, and white smoke continued to evaporate from Qin Kun. He quietly looked at Tianqi Duwu's corpse.

it's over?

It seems not yet.

Tianqi Duwu's vitality was tenacious, and countless karma lines were connected between the corpses that were pulled in two halves, and there was even a tendency to close the corpses.

Can't you die like this?

Qin Kun was amazed and was not ready to finish the fight.

He could feel that Tianqi Du’s three sunlights were weak. In this state, if he couldn’t die, he might not live well.

It seems...it's really over.

Qin Kun sat down on the ground.

The Fortress of Pluto disappeared, and white god stone statues and weak water hells appeared around them. The white god stone statues and weak water hells disappeared. They came to a desert, and the desert then disappeared. Thousands of worlds collapsed into powder bit by bit, and temples appeared around them.

The space was regressing and finally retreated to the White God Temple.

The brazier was dark, and the young man on the throne was still excited. When he saw Qin Kun, his expression was slightly stunned. When he saw the white god split into two, his expression was even more difficult to describe.

The person he wanted to surpass countless times was lying at his feet at this moment, and for some reason he could not feel any joy.

The young man's eyes were a little confused, reluctant, and pity, and many unexplained expressions, with their eyes becoming more and more complicated.

Even though he had imagined how energetic he was on this throne, he still had a heavy expression when he saw Bai Tu's fate.

This devil guru really defeated his father...

When the young man looked at Qin Kun, all the complex colors faded and became sad.

The white-robed ghost, the King of Fengxin Ghost, Zhang Bu, and four Yin Mai stood by silently, and at this moment they didn't know what they were thinking.

The battle of the masters in the world is indeed beyond their imagination.

No wonder in ancient times, the three realms of heaven, earth and man were autonomous.

At the beginning, the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Humanity stood together, and the King of Hell was in charge of reincarnation. There were powerful people in every world, taking charge of one side.

The King of Fengxin was relieved. It was the master who won, which was enough. After following Qin Kun, he lost the power of Yanzhou, but gained freedom. This price was very worthwhile. He was willing to follow Qin Kun. Qin Kun was fine, and he was also relaxed.

But Zhang Bu was thinking.

He is good at thinking and likes to review, maybe it is just a personal hobby.

Recalling the battle between Qin Kun and the white-haired barbarian, Zhang Bu felt that his master was terrible to be calm. He was obviously at a disadvantage, but he turned the tables in one fell swoop. The provocation that sacrificed his life was objectively not a manifestation of madness, but a calculation!

The master has already prepared human skin puppets and anti-death techniques, waiting for Bai Tu to explode!

The more Zhang Bu thought about it, the more he felt that Qin Kun was unfathomable. In that case, whether it was Qin Kun’s plan that had been prepared long ago or the instinctive reaction at key nodes, it all represented Qin Kun’s extraordinary talent in this area. In the first half of the period, Bai Tu’s continuous offensive did not have strong explosive power, and the anti-death technique had little effect at all.

The reason why Qin Kun worked so hard was to keep the human skin puppet to save his life, and he looked forward to a killing attack.

Tsk tsk tsk...

Zhang Bu smiled gently, and he was indeed the spiritual official he followed. It was just...

Zhang Bu moved his gaze to the fox next to him again.

It seemed that the White-Haired Barbarian was stunned for the moment in the battle, and the master seized the opportunity. That moment of surprise was when the White-Haired Barbarian looked at the fox.

Why?

Zhang Bu couldn't understand that fighting was so dangerous, and the ability of the white-haired barbarian should not be disturbed by a fox...

But the next moment, the fox glanced at Zhang Bu, and Zhang Bu's heart that had not been beaten for a long time and thumped twice.

It was the plum rain season in the world, and he was a scholar who was going to rush to take the autumn examination.

On the way, I met a robber who defiled a rural girl.

At that time, his clothes were very thin, the weather was very cold, and his blood was cold from head to toe. He was watching the evil deeds happening on the side of the road, and he didn't dare to move.

The girl was very beautiful, but he would never forget the despair and resentment of those eyes at that time.

He had never seen the woman's body. It was the first time he saw it that day, but he was not excited at all. Instead, he was very scared. The robber had no time to care about him, so he ran away.

Escaped that disaster, but I can't forget that glance.

Later, the autumn test ended and failed. Zhang Bu was disobedient. When he returned, he passed by the village and heard that the girl was dead.

Zhang Bu still remembers that glance, how desperate that glance was back then, how charming it is now.

The rural girl with a jade body was in disheveled clothes and fell delicately on the side of the road, staring at Zhang Bu quietly with her seductive eyes.

Zhang Bu is lost.

Behind his head, Jiang Don't grin: "Illusion? Zhang Bu, have you been attacked?"

"It's not a big deal." Zhang Bu said quietly.

"This road looks like it is near our village." Jiang Bi sighed.

Zhang Bu's face was gloomy, but his tone was relaxed: "Is it?"

"Of course!" Jiang Bu was a little proud, "There was a very beautiful girl in the village near our village back then, hahahahaha... guess what happened to me?"

The laughter came from behind the head, very harsh.

Zhang Bu gritted his teeth and smiled softly: "Of course it was a waste!"

"I guessed it right! Hahahaha, but the girl committed suicide. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk... I still feel a little regretful."

"Haha, all happiness is so happy, what's the regret?"

"It's not a pity that this girl is something else." Jiang Bei said, "A few days before I died, I met a scholar on the road. I clearly remember that he was also present when I was ruining the girl. After not seeing him for a few months, he recognized me and asked me to talk. At that time, I thought he was going to threaten me with the reporter, but who thought that the scholar was really vicious and directly moved the knife!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Bo's evil spirit grew, and the ghost king's aura burst out: "Zhang Bu, you may not imagine being tied to a broken temple, starting to torture, and finally being broken into pieces, skulls and slashing the brain!"

Zhang Bu replied lightly: "Well... it should be very painful, I really can't imagine it."

"So, I have been in the underworld for so many years to find the whereabouts of that scholar! I must let him taste the taste of life worse than death!"

Zhang Bu smiled: "You have never told me this."

Jiang Bei also smiled gloomy: "Everyone should have his own secret. At that time, in Yanzhou, I heard that you like to eat scholarly ghosts, so I came to cooperate with you. Even if it is parasitized on you, I have to find the whereabouts of that person! I will never forget his face in my life!"

At this moment, Zhang Bu inadvertently touched his rotten face, and his smile could not be seen.

So, Zhang Bu said lightly: "You will find him."

"Hahahaha... I am the body of the Ghost King now, and I can't take action after finding him. I have to rely on you to kill him! Anyway, if you eat ghosts after death, you will lose the possibility of advancing to the Ghost King, but don't worry, my power is yours!"

Zhang Bu's smile came to an abrupt end.

The illusion was also shattered.

It was still the temple or the fox. Zhang Bu breathed a sigh of relief and disappeared from the spot. The King of King of Confiscated Hearts looked at the disappearance of Zhang Bu meaningfully, but also disappeared.

Qin Kun rested and stood up at this moment, Bai Tu on the ground was still lying half-dead.

"Kunlun Demon..."

The person who was split in half was still able to speak, which surprised Qin Kun.

However, Qin Kun helped him up.

"Do you have a last word to say?"

"If you don't plan to kill me, I will not die." Bai Tu's body began to heal slowly.

Qin Kun smiled but said nothing.

On the throne of god, the young man suddenly heard this, and the sadness in his eyes disappeared.

He looked at Qin Kun in shock, as if he didn't expect his father to be able to survive like this!

This... what kind of terrifying vitality is this!

Bai Tu glanced at Qin Kun, then looked at the young man on the throne, silent.

Qin Kun paused word by word: "Are you very sad? He is seriously injured and cannot heal, but his son wants to be firm in his position and ignores your life or death."

Bai Tu turned his head and smiled miserably, "The strong prey on the weak, the winner is the most respected. I don't blame him."

Countless causal silks healed Bai Tu's body with half. He knew that if Qin Kun was not prepared to kill him, he would really not die, but he also knew that his life would be in Qin Kun's hands.

But... with his personality, he couldn't bend down to beg for life!

"He is not your son."

Qin Kun finally said a very lethal sentence. At this moment, the healing Bai Tu cracked open again.

No……

Not...my son?!

One day, I spent more than 20 years of hard work and someone told him that his son was not his biological son, and the impact was unimaginable.

"Kunlun Demon!!!"

After roaring, Bai Tu stood up, grabbed Qin Kun's collar, his eyes shining fiercely, as if he was about to kill someone!

Qin Kun raised his hand, opened his palm, and a tattoo of the urn appeared.
To be continued...