"Hahahaha, poor young man, hurry up and admit defeat obediently, and change the master, I will go to this world for a while! Isn't it beautiful to be unrestrained and happy all your life? ”

The arrogance of the prodigal son Qin Hunt became more and more arrogant, and his evil aura was so thick that it was about to condense into an entity, and centipede-like sutures appeared on his face and exposed parts of his body, making him look more and more hideous and terrifying.

Qin Hunt himself flashed the rumbling motorcycle head vigorously, his brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed with disgust: "Sure enough...... It's a shame to look back on the fantasy of the second year of secondary school, and look back on it when I grow up......"

After saying that, Qin Hunt himself kicked his legs and jumped up, like a cannonball crashing into the prodigal son Qin Hunt, who was still giggling.

"Bang!"

A casserole-sized fist smashed the bridge of the nose of the prodigal son Qin Hunt, beating him with nosebleeds and snot flowing out, and was slammed to the ground by Qin Hunt's neck, and fell to the car on his back.

"How many times! Master, he's not dead yet! ”

As soon as these words came out, Qin Hunt's body changed, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the appearance of a young man.

Qin Hunt's obsession defeated desire.

"Wow, yes, yes! The kid is looking for death! ”

The prodigal son Qin Hunt wiped a dirty and ugly face, as a demon in his heart, he saw that words could not shake the will of Qin Hunt himself, so he planned to come hard.

"Kill!"

As soon as the prodigal son Qin Hunt raised his hands, eighteen kinds of murderous weapons floated in front of him out of thin air, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, sticks, hammers, whips, hammers, abductors, meteors, everything, it was like a Huaxia cold weapons exhibition, and with the colorful special effects on the weapons, you can go to the COS "King's Treasure House".

Qin Hunt himself saw it clearly, the eighteen kinds of weapons used by the other party, he had seen it on some of his old "case books" and "income and expenditure account books", and all of them were extraordinary quality spiritual treasure weapons.

It's just that these treasures can only be used to kill people, but they can't be used as medical props, so the ancestors of the Qin family casually threw them in the corner of a secret warehouse and never touched them again. Qin Zhan was a little interested in it when he was a teenager, but he didn't have the energy to dig through the piles of old "garbage mountains", so he had never seen the real thing.

"Here comes the knife!"

Qin Hunt himself picked his fingers, and the "Nine Dragons Seize the Inheritance" were dispatched one after another, and nine surgical lancets of different shapes danced in the air smartly, confronting the eighteen weapons.

"Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male! ”

The prodigal son Qin Hunt had words in his mouth, and the eighteen weapons also seemed to hear the order to go out to the army, one by one, they were sharp, roaring towards Qin Hunt himself!

Qin Hunt's face was grim, and he smiled bitterly: "Damn, master, my second secondary school illness back then was not light!" ”

"Nine Dragons Seize the Heir" head-on, but, two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, facing the quality of the little difference, but the number of enemies doubled, the nine scalpels can only push left and right, exhausted, only by frequent changes, constantly using attribute restraint, to temporarily block the enemy's attack.

"Hahaha, the road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high! How hard it is to save people, how can there be joy in killing?! Eighteen to nine, you're doomed! ”

The prodigal son Qin Zhan sneered and poked his fingers, but saw Qin Hunt himself sneering, and as soon as he let go, hundreds of shining gold and silver thorn needles directly constituted a dense barrage, splashing towards the prodigal son Qin Hunt.

"Hahu!" The prodigal son Qin Zhan took a deep breath, and the cheeks on both sides suddenly bulged like toads, and followed him to spit out the demon wind, and then blew the golden tripod fire bee needle and the nine ghost mosquito needles all over the sky.

"That's not right...... I haven't transplanted the bulging cheeks of Tianshan snow clams......"

Qin Hunt himself muttered twice in shock, but the prodigal son Qin Hunt smiled ostentatiously: "If the master doesn't change it for you, you can't change it yourself?" If you don't have inventory at home, you won't go out and grab it? ”

"Really. Five bird plays, tiger shape! ”

Qin Hunt himself shouted angrily, his body swelled and his muscles and flesh were knotted, like a tiger descending from the mountain pounced on the prodigal son Qin Hunt, and the prodigal son Qin Hunt was not to be outdone, and let out a beast-like war howl, with the sound of the leather clothes tearing, his appearance also changed dramatically, and he completely turned into a monster full of sutures: the head was like a tiger like a wolf, the head was covered with antlers, the eyes were red like light bulbs, the front paws were like eagle claws, and the hind feet were curved like a fierce horse.

This monster is the prototype of the inner demon.

"Smack!"

With a casual slap of the heart demon monster, Qin Zhan's whole person was pressed into the ground, and he also spat out his words, and said with a strange smile: "Fool, you don't know anything about power!" If you want to be strong, you have to plunder! It's going to be devoured! It's going to evolve! Just like the most perfect creature of all, the dragon! ”

Qin Hunt held his limbs strongly, tried to raise his head, gritted his teeth and said with a forced smile: "Huaxia Divine Dragon: horns like deer, head like camel, eyes like rabbit, neck like snake, belly like mirage, scales like fish, claws like eagle, palm like tiger, ears like ox...... Hahahaha, where do you look like a dragon now? Even the evil dragons of the West are not so ugly! If you want to be a dragon so much, wouldn't it be more convenient to reincarnate? Hahahaha......"

"I'm not a dragon, but I'm stronger than a dragon!" The heart demon monster continued to exert force in his hands, although the struggle in the heart world was not an entity, Qin Zhan still felt that the bones on his body were about to be crushed, this kind of pain almost didn't teach Qin Zhan to completely lose consciousness!

"Angry, sad and mad...... Is it a human, a ghost, or a monster...... It's just a demon debt in my heart......"

Qin Zhan lay on the ground softly, dying, but inexplicably hummed a song "Wukong", the sound was like a mosquito humming, disturbing the demon monster in his heart.

(Note: "Wukong" is a 2015 song, and the background of the novel is around 2010. ）

"I see...... It turns out that I have doubted myself that I am not a human ......."

Qin Zhan muttered softly, because his face was sunk to the ground, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but judging from his tone, his mood at the moment was actually a little relaxed and a little relieved.

"But...... When I saw you, I understood why the master thought I was still a human ......."

Qin Zhan slowly raised his head, his eyes clear and determined.

"I have no intention of becoming an immortal, let alone a demon. I pride myself on my humanity! ”

Qin Zhan looked at the inner demon monster with pity, obviously there was a huge disparity between the strength and weakness of the two sides, but he gave people the feeling that the real dragon emperor was looking at the filthy beggar.

"You can't beat me. Because you are just a bit of confusion and weakness in my heart when I was a teenager. ”

As soon as Qin Hunt said this, his whole body bloomed with thousands of golden lights, at first glance, it looked like cultivating into a Buddha and casting a golden body, the heart demon monster wailed, and as several golden lights swept by, its huge and terrifying body melted down like snow in the hot sun, turning into a pool of fishy dark red blood, and quickly evaporated, leaving only a faint trace of blood on the ground.

Qin Zhan stood calmly in place and whispered to the bloodstain: "Goodbye, young me." ”

At the same time, there was also a faint golden gap in the center of Qin Hunt's eyebrows, and as if Erlang God had opened his eyes, a tiny artifact also quietly drilled out and suspended in front of Qin Hunt.

This is a key, and the golden fluid-like key body is constantly changing, from the ancient copper rod-shaped key, to the modern toothed key, to the electronic key of the car...... There is no stable shape to change, but it is the key after all.

"I see, is this the relic buried in my body by the master's last operation?"

Qin Hunt's expression was a little abrupt, and he was also a little sad and lost.

This golden key is the key to the gate of heaven and the token of the castle tower.

This golden key is actually not a physical creation, but a spiritual object attached to the soul, so Qin Hunt has not found that he has an extra foreign object in his body for so many years.

The position of the celestial tower in the past generations was not only privately taught and received between master and apprentice, but also had to be determined by the Heavenly Dao in the end.

Only when it is recognized by the Heavenly Dao will this key, which represents the Celestial Keeper, be truly activated, and the person whose soul is attached to the key will become a humanoid key himself, that is, the real Celestial Keeper.

Qin Hunt defeated the demons in his heart, broke the last trace of confusion in his heart, and was finally recognized by the Heavenly Dao that he was a complete human being, qualified to succeed the position of Heavenly Shou.

In other words, from now on, Qin Zhan is the contemporary castle tower, and he is no longer a "young master", but the real head of the Qin family.

"I'm now a castle tower, that is, a master...... Is it really gone? ”

Qin Hunt burst into tears and cried profusely, as if he had attended a funeral that had been long overdue......

Real World, Fengyun General City, Fifth Floor.

Qin Hunt slammed straight on the ground, his eyes closed tightly and his breathing smooth, as if he had fallen asleep standing up.

Zhou Xiaoshi, as well as a large group of Fusang monsters, surrounded Qin Hunt in the middle, grinding their fists and gritting their teeth one by one.

Qin Hunt was drunk by the conscience, and reviewed his growth career for more than ten years in the world of Xinxiang, but in reality, less than a quarter of an hour had actually passed.

Of course, a quarter of an hour is enough time for someone else to do a lot to an unconscious drunk. If this book is Lifan, and the protagonist is a girl, I'm afraid the children will be pregnant at this time.

However, except for Zhou Xiaoshi, who separated a wisp of divine soul and infiltrated Qin Hunt's mental world to add fuel to the fire, the other monsters did nothing to hurt Qin Hunt at all.

Is this the Fuso youkai who are above board and unwilling to attack drunk people? Of course not.

Although Qin Hunt was drunk, the nine scalpels with great brilliance and aura, although they were called "Nine Dragons Seize the Inheritance", at this time, they were like the nine dragons who were guarding the old dragon king, violently drawing bright light marks around them, and preventing outsiders from approaching as if demonstrating.

Hundreds of Jinding fire bee needles and nine ghost mosquito needles were closely united around Qin Hunt, "buzzing" and hanging in the air, with no dead ends in all directions, protecting every inch of Qin Hunt's body.

Even Zhou Xiaoshi, who had the strongest combat power on the scene, with the spirit sword "Snow Immortal", could only fight against three scalpels at most in the absence of unified command of the "Nine Dragons Seize the Inheritance".

As for the Fuso monsters of the Three Rivers Legion, those who have a little cultivation are busy unsealing the Yuzao Fox in the castle tower, leaving those crooked melons and cracked dates, after a few stunned young people who don't believe in evil are tied into a hornet's nest, no bushido spirit is useless, and no one wants to die in vain.

No matter how awesome the spiritual harmony bullet is, it can't really be a harmonious bullet.