Steamer Hell, the fourth ghost village.

The ghosts in the village were panicked.

"Master, no, that powerful demon is here!"

"What?!"

The village wall was built high, and two ghosts protecting the village were frozen into ice lumps and stood there. Outside the village, a bull demon roared indifferently: "It's okay to guard the eight deserts of Fuyutsu alone, but not worship the Three Pure Ones. I have the infinite heavenly masters, and there is no white bone town in the blue sky! Qin Kun from Fuyu Mountain, come to worship the mountain!"

The clouds enveloped the entire ghost village, and the sound was like thunder.

On the wall of the village, a male ghost with leopard eyes looked down and shouted: "The surname of Qin is the King of Boiling Soul Ghost. He has no grudges and grudges with you, so why did he come to my village to seek trouble!"

"There is no other reason, please give me a opponent!"

The leopard-eyed male ghostly chest exploded.

"You are wasting your yang energy and going deep into the Eighteen Prisons of the Yin Cao to seek an opponent?! The world is ridiculous! If you want an opponent, why don't you slaughter the old man in the Ten Palaces?"

"What a waste of words? There must be a reason to fight you one-on-one, right?"

"You...you're bullying too much!!!"

The leopard-eyed man shivered in a ghostly spirit and wanted to avoid this matter. After all, three ghost villages had been slaughtered before.

The ghost king who pours the fog, the ghost king who boils the heart, the king of rotten skull, and the three guys, who are not the ghost king who is comparable to him?

Everyone has survived the torture of the Eighteen Prisons, their willpower is extremely tenacious, and their desire to survive is extremely strong, just to survive!

This time, Qin Kun slaughtered three villages. Who can not be shocked?

There are five ghost kings in Steamer Hell, and he is the fourth one. Who knows that things will be so bad?

"The surname of Qin! Stay at the forefront of your life and meet again in the future. I advise you not to be too arrogant!"

Qin Kun smiled.

This guy was scared out of his courage. Is this a shock?

Before he could take action, the aura of the Boiling Soul Ghost King had become messy, and the ghost's heart was unstable. No matter how powerful the ghost was, it could not exert its due combat power.

But to be honest, the Ghost King in Steamer Hell is not strong enough, and it is not as stressed by the Ghost King of Gushan in the World. I wonder if he is more restraining the ghost skills of these guys.

In short, Qin Kun will not miss the opportunity to get along with the ghost.

A strong enemy cannot retreat. The King of Boiling Soul Ghosts tampered with his teeth and shouted at him. Since he wanted to fight, he could not weaken his momentum!

"Huangquan Guishui, thunder in the heart of the sky!"

The earth is vines and yellow water, the sky is filled with cloudy thunder, and the thunder is scary, but the lightning does not hit me, but hits into the water, boiling the underworld.

Feeling the increasingly hotter yellow water, Qin Kun shook his head. If his ghost skills were only this level, they would be too weak.

...

Iron Tree Hell.

Xu Facheng was exhausted and panting.

The copper coins dripped on his wrist, and a tall and thin male ghost with a dry skin as a tree was hunched over, and branches grew from his seven orifices, looking at Xu Facheng in despair.

The tall and thin male ghost fell down with a bang, and Xu Facheng's Fire-Drinking Ghost and the Bone-Breaking Ghost dragged him over.

"Master. It's almost done."

Two black and white impermanents collapsed and lay on the ground without any image.

"Yes... Brother Xu, it's almost done."

"Which one is this?" Xu Facheng asked in a rough dress.

"The sixth one."

Xu Facheng was in a daze and his long hair was disheveled. Seeing his hair, which had been whiter by two-thirds, he smiled sadly.

Six...

“Not enough!”

"Brother Xu!" Bai Wuchang and Zichi said calmly, "You are already at your limit. The six ghost kings are enough to look down on life and death!"

"I said it, it's not enough!!!"

Xu Facheng stared at Bai Wuchang, and his voice burst out from his teeth, "I am your master, please give me a respectful title."

Xie Zichi was stunned and shut up.

Hei Wuchang Fan Jiang grinned and said, "Xu Facheng, you are here to catch ghosts, not to sacrifice your life, do you understand?"

A circle of copper coins wrapped around Hei Wuchang's neck, Xu Facheng picked him up: "Do you need to teach me?"

The atmosphere was stiff and the ghost was speechless.

A raya ghost who didn't speak sighed: "Master, why don't you try the Five Ghosts to come. My life-like ghost technique may be useful to you."

"The Five Ghosts are here? My willpower cannot bear it. Do you want to kill me?!"

Xu Facheng yelled.

Lei Tao Gui said calmly: "Master! If you continue like this, you will kill yourself."

"What did you say?!"

The Lei Tao Ghost was entangled by copper coins, and the sharp money blade cut the exit on his body. The Lei Tao Ghost felt a pain all over his body, and his voice was like thunder.

"Brothers, you know that you want to make a name for Maoshan, but you have to do what you can?"

Thunder sound was pouring into the brain, Xu Facheng was a little dizzy, and the dry redness in his eyes quickly faded, making Xu Facheng come back to his senses and look at the ghost messengers in shock.

He pursed his lips and lowered his head in shame.

"I'm blinded by my karma... everyone, sorry..."

No one would blame him, they were all ghosts who had been with him for a long time. Even Hei Wuchang curled his lips and explained to Xu Facheng: "Hmph! Who hasn't been fooled by karma?"

Xu Facheng pinched the magic tricks, raised his two fingers together, and used the Maoshan Yang Divine Sword. Seeing his faint yang energy, he quickly made a decision.

"We have insufficient yang energy, we have to leave. Everyone, thank you for your hard work during this period."

...

...

Meanwhile, the lotus platform.

If there is no underworld left in the underworld, it can be considered holy, then it can only be here.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, the Nine Netherworlds produce lotus, and the projection of ten thousand Buddhas in the heavens hangs on the sky.

The square is full of golden light, no scorched earth, no stench, no blood, no evil spirit, no yin, the calm and solemnity of the Buddha's kingdom, white jade spreads the ground, and Bodhisattvas preach.

The true teachings of Folin Temple, Monk Miaoshan is fascinated by the infatuation.

The Buddha's voice is like thunder, shaking the soul. If the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" is a monk who praises the merits of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then the Sanskrit sound that appears in the air now is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who describes his story in the first person, and in all aspects, he encourages people to be good and ghosts to eliminate karma.

The sound of nature!

Monk Miaoshan clasped his hands together, Ying Fengyao was also present, Buddha Sea was also present, and the three true teachings of the three temples were washed away, and his temperament gradually became holy as the scriptures continued.

Nie Yuxuan is not familiar with the scriptures, and eating the chicken legs he brings is a waste of time and listening to the birds singing.

If he hadn't been able to finish the scriptures and refused to let him go, he would have left long ago.

"Fatty, do you understand?"

Nie Yuxuan was puzzled and looked at Wang Qian with an intoxicated look on his face.

Wang Qian opened his eyes and said contemptuously: "Nonsense, when Fatty was in Southeast Asia, he listened to people's lectures every day."

Nie Yuxuan, Chu Qianxun and others were stunned.

"You are a Taoist priest who paints talismans, but you still listen to this?" Cui Honghu curled his lips.

Wang Qian touched his belly and said mysteriously: "You know what you know. My master said that all things are connected. The three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are different, and the arts are mastered. Do you know a secret? Mr. Ge was in the Yin Dynasty because he accidentally understood the scriptures and was given the title of "Dawei Tianlong".

Wang Qian's words were mysterious and mysterious, Nie Yuxuan did not believe them, Chu Qianxun did not believe them, the Southern Sect did not believe them, and the Northern Sect did not believe them.

Wang Qian smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, go back and ask. Do you know the secret?"

They had never heard from their elders about these secrets. Only Wu Xiong and his disciples were in Southeast Asia. Whenever they thought of the sect, they would tell Wang Gan about the past stories, so he knew more than others.

Seeing everyone interested, I blinked at myself.

Wang Gan spitted and said, "I want to buy a car recently. I will sponsor me some money after I go out. I will tell you."

"No money!" Cui Honghu cut off the railway line. Where did the middle school students get the money? His master didn't let him go out for rituals and ruled the family very strictly.

"I want to buy a house and get married..." Han Yao coughed dryly.

"I won't say I'll beat you!" Nie Yuxuan said.

"Fatty, let me tell you, I have several beautiful sisters to introduce to you?" Chu Qianxun gave up the conditions.

Wang Gan was unhappy, and a voice came from behind him.
To be continued...