Dark spell?

Or evil arts?

Qin Kun just blocked them for a moment, and his skin was scratched by his sharp body and began to turn into stones.

Qin Kun pulled up a demon stone sculpture and slammed it hard on the wall. The stone sculpture shattered, leaving only the head left. He looked at Qin Kun with a grim smile, and the light in his eyes disappeared.

Another stone sculpture wanted to rush up again, taking advantage of the wings, he was prepared again, and never let Qin Kun catch it again, and kept causing minor troubles to Qin Kun.

The wounds on Qin Kun's body began to petrify one after another.

He knew that this would never work. To break the Mirage Realm, he had to kill Pullman.

At this moment, Pullman had taken advantage of the chaos and portrayed the blood curse with his own blood.

His face just now was almost black and purple. Two short horns grew on Pullman's forehead, and his teeth kept getting sharper.

This is the first time Qin Kun has seen a cult abroad. He knows this kind of blood sacrifice technique and uses blood and rituals to exchange for power that does not belong to the world.

The inverted five-pointed star on his chest was nourished by the blood sacrifice and was worn on his face like a mask.

The five-pointed star disappeared, and an inverted five-pointed star appeared on the wound on the face, which was originally covered with blood.

"With my true God's guidance, let the glory in my blood come to welcome your coming!"

Pullman kept roaring, the cleansing waves were filled with blood, and they rushed towards Qin Kun's face.

Qin Kun protected his face and couldn't figure out how many strange magic he could do. If this continues, this guy will really kill himself.

"Dayan entangled the Ming hand!"

The power of cold flame was attached to his hand, and Qin Kun attacked Pullman's face.

Pullman's appearance at this moment can no longer see his previous appearance, and it looks very similar to the demonic shape he just now. It seems that his skull has changed from a human bone to a sheep.

Long face, horns, slanted eyes, and bulging fangs.

"Five-star magic array, the disaster has been settled, the end of the world is coming!!!"

Qin Kun's attack did not hinder Pullman. Pullman held up a key and penetrated hard towards Qin Kun.

The key was traction power, and Qin Kun wanted to avoid it, but he could not avoid it.

Above Qin Kun's chest and under the trachea, the key was inserted into the slant. Pullman, who was like a demon, used all his strength to twist the key, with a ferocious expression.

"Doomsday? I am the doomsday!!"

Qin Kun yelled hysterically. Since there is no way to avoid it, let’s see who will die first!

A brazing cone appeared in Qin Kun's hand, and Qin Kun inserted it into Pullman's temple vigorously.

Pullman was turning the key, but Qin Kun was stirring the brazing cone.

Pullman was panicked for a moment. He didn't expect that his body, which had become iron, would be attacked by the other party.

Chisel the life cone.

I will worship Buddhas and immortals for generations, and will be devoured to a cone of my life and turn into clouds and smoke.

This magic weapon only kills coffins and does not kill ghosts, but... hurts the soul of life.

This is also the only magic weapon in Qin Kun's hands that directly harms the human body. It is still effective in the Mirage Realm!

The Mirage Realm was broken, and the life-caught cone did not disappear. It had already pierced the Mirage Realm, pierced into reality, and inserted into Pullman's temple.

Since it is a life-threatening death, death in the Mirage Realm will also be true death.

Qin Kun let go and stopped stirring. The inside of Pullman's brain had long been a pool of mud. Without the support of force, Pullman's body fell straight to the ground.

Qin Kun's chest was pulled out bit by bit by bit.

The bones were still vibrating, and suddenly there was a slam. Qin Kun saw the stones attached to his ghost fall down one after another. Qin Kun pulled out the key, breathing like a bell box, and cold sweat was flowing down, and he quickly took two Blood King Pills.

"Huh... Wedding clothes, Xu Tao, Monk Shui, Old Man Jinyi, all come out for me!"

All the ghosts who practiced Qin Kun, including the wedding dress ghost, were called out.

In the room, the group of evil ghosts saw Pullman dead, Qin Kun and Niu Meng were seriously injured, and wanted to come and get a bargain, but the next moment, two evil ghosts appeared with two evil ghosts.

The group of evil ghosts were stunned.

Qin Kun looked at Niu Meng's chest, and a key was inserted into Niu Meng's chest. His yin body was very unstable and there were signs of collapse. Qin Kun hurriedly exchanged a bowl of Yin soup for him.

Yin Tang recovered half of her injuries. After Niu Meng drank it, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the key.

"Brother Kun... I need to practice for a while. I am afraid that the fierce ghost will not be able to be used. Remember to avoid fighting with others... Don't use the Chaishan sword technique and the Karma Fire God Gang easily. No one will protect you, take care of yourself!"

Niu Meng rarely says so many things, it feels like a last word. Qin Kun knows that Niu Meng's injuries this time must be quite serious.

"Niu Meng! There is also a bowl of Yin Soup..."

Qin Kun exchanged another bowl. If Niu Meng and Peeled tonight, he would have really capsized in the gutter.

Niu Meng shook his head, his face was depressed, and his ghost energy continued to dissipate, as if his whole person would be split in half at any time.

"It's useless... the origin of Yinhun was injured. Yintang barely stabilized the injury. The remaining injuries must be recovered by themselves..." Niu Meng said and got into the calves.

Qin Kun was sitting on the bed wearing clothes. He glanced at the evil ghost in the room and said dryly: "Don't let go of any ghosts who come with them tonight!!"

Xu Tao, wedding dress, water monk, and old ghost in brocade clothes, had never seen Qin Kun so angry, as if he had a reverse scale touched.

"Also..." Qin Kun stared at the wedding dress ghost with blood-red eyes, and a fierce expression that he had never seen before appeared on his face. "There is a small part of the reason tonight because you borrowed my yang energy. I won't blame you for now, but if something happens to peel it, I will be rude to you."

The wedding dress ghost lowered his head and bit his teeth: "I understand."

"Go, it's best if you can find out how they came."

Xu Tao took the monk Shui and the old ghost in brocade clothes to chase the evil ghost outside, and the ghost in wedding clothes went to help the skinned ghost.

Qin Kun took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

After more than a dozen times, the phone was answered: "Who?"

"Huangquan Tianfu, Fengdu Guest?"

On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man's low voice came: "Who are you?"

"I came from Linjiang. I need to burn the body."

“Where?”

“Ping An Hotel.”

...

Tonight is destined to be extraordinary.

It was already 5 a.m. when Dou Shaotong came to Ping An Hotel.

He met a young man on the top presidential condom.

He is of medium height, strong figure, not very old, with fierce eyes, and blood on his whole body.

At the bathroom door, a foreigner fell to the ground and had a tiny wound in his temple.

"Drilling a life cone?"

Dou Shao was surprised and looked at the young man in front of him, "Is the descendant of the coffin maker?"

"no."

After Qin Kun finished answering, he suddenly frowned because he saw two young men coming in and put Pullman's body in a body bag.

Dou Shaotong could see Qin Kun’s concerns and said, “These are my two disciples, my own people, and they have done a lot.”

Qin Kun was relieved.

Dou Shaotong is 37 years old this year and is the director of Sangyu Funeral Home. This generation of Fengdu disciples guarding Sangyu.

In terms of seniority, Dou Shaotong, Director Wang, and Mr. Qu, were of the same generation, and logically, there should be a partner. After a while, a man with a rich appearance and wearing a torn sweater walked in.

"Old Dou, I'm going crazy when I wake me up at 5 o'clock in the evening!"

The man in sweater was dressed in rags, as if he was picking up rags, but Qin Kun showed that the guy was wearing a Patek Philippe in his hand.

Qin Kun has seen this brand in Li Zhe. Judging from the workmanship, it can go up at least 6 digits.

"Boy, what are you looking at? Can the poor people not afford to take good watches?" The man in the sweater gave Qin Kun a blank look, "I heard that you are also from the funeral home, and you haven't taken anything from the body?"

Qin Kun was speechless. The expression of feelings was taken from the corpse? Why haven’t I encountered such a good thing?

Dou Shaotong smiled apologized and said, "This is my partner, Lao Liu, who is the funeral home guarding the gate. Don't listen to him nonsense. A rich businessman died last year and turned into a ghost and asked Lao Liu to help him do something. The ghost said that he gave it to him."

Qin Kun had never seen such a personality as Fengdu disciples. Seeing that they were not old, he nodded politely: "Please trouble Brother Dou, Brother Liu."

Dou Shaotong smiled: "No trouble, I dare to ask Senior Wang, is it okay for Senior Qu? We went to Linjiang City 6 or 7 years ago, and the two seniors took good care of us."

"They are very good, don't worry."

Qin Kun frowned and looked at the blood all over the ground, feeling a little worried.

Pullman was dead and his body was solved, but what should I do if the blood was there?

Even if people in the Taoist path of life and death have some tricks and can avoid the surveillance head and the body can be carried out silently, the blood in the room will be revealed tomorrow morning.
To be continued...