That male ghost, with horseshoe prints all over his body, even if he hides his dead appearance, the horseshoe prints can't be hidden.

His long hair was scattered, he wore a forehead, and his beard looked rough, but his face was thin and murderous and restrained.

Behind Li Chong, the curse ghost appeared, the female ghost of the curse industry was lying on Li Chong's back, her face was full of weird tattoos, she opened her long hair on her forehead and looked at the male ghost, smiling yin, as if she was cheering Li Chong.

Behind Han Yao, the sacrificial furnace ghost appeared.

Behind Cui Honghu, the three-eyed ghost appeared.

Behind Wang Qian, a flying thunderbolt appeared.

Behind Chai Ziyue, the bell ghost appeared.

Behind Chu Qianxun, the corpse lamp ghost appeared.

Behind Qin Kun, there was a bull demon, and the bull's eyes looked at each other indifferently.

"Haha, more than people?"

The male ghost carried a big axe, pointed his thumb at himself, and the corners of his mouth were raised, "A certain is the number one ghost under the command of the 'Buddha enemy', the blood axe ghost king, the little ones, come out!" ”

The big axe male ghost is full of evil spirits, but for some reason, the ghost qi is also the fluctuation of wild ghosts, he burst into a shout, and several phantoms around him appeared one after another.

The second ghost appeared, with a penetrating appearance, covered with needles and threads, threads running through the flesh, needles hanging on the threads, and burrowing from all parts of the body like tassels, as if covered with hair, and the same is true of the face.

"The number one ghost under the command of the 'Xuandu Shenhou', the ghost king of silk winding." His mouth was stitched shut, and the needles and threads on his mouth opened and closed when he spoke, and although his expression was normal, the dense messy threads all over his body made his scalp numb.

The third ghost yawned, his face was as white as paper, and Qin Kuntian found that a wound on his back was exposed from the back of his head to the tail vertebrae.

"Big boss, what are you arguing about...... Who's your little one...... What are you! ”

The white-faced ghost glanced at the big axe male ghost with disdain, then raised his eyelids, looked at Qin Kun and the few ghosts, and there was some gleam in his eyes: "Hey, no one has been here for a long time." Look at your ghost poor strength, are you all the descendants of Fuyu Mountain? Ever heard of me? 'Shenwu Taizu' is the number one ghost messenger, the white-ridged ghost king. ”

The fourth ghost figure was solidified, half of his face seemed to have been roasted in the fire, his eyes were shriveled, his lips were completely burned, and the next moment, a shield hung down, and half of his face covered his half of his hideous face, and the scholar said politely: "The number one ghost under the command of 'Yan Judgment', the half-evil ghost king." ”

The fifth ghost is tall, nearly two meters, he picked a flat pole, the two frames are full of human heads, stepping on straw sandals under his feet, his finger bones are grinded out, his pure white toes pierce the straw shoes and expose them outside, wiping his sweat and smiling: "The number one ghost under the command of 'Mountain Moving King Kong', the king of mountain ghosts." ”

The sixth ghost was bare-chested, wet, and obviously a drowned ghost, carrying a harpoon and a hat, and as he walked, ripples appeared in the void like water lines.

"Buyeo Mountain has an afterlife? Don't you give your grandfather an incense? Grandpa is the number one ghost under the command of 'Qingxuanhai', the ghost king of the river. ”

The seventh ghost was ugly and abnormal, not humanoid at all, with two halberds hanging from his waist, cyan muscles, surrounded by animal skin skirts, barefoot on the ground, wearing copper rings on his limbs, and bulging fangs.

As soon as he appeared, Niu Meng was shocked: "Yaksha? ”

Nakshatra?

Qin Kun was stunned, black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face, day and night travel, Yaksha Rakshasa, that is a bad thing! Is this guy a Nakshatra? Doesn't it mean that he was not a normal person in his lifetime, but a Yin Cao aborigine?

"Bull Devil? Interesting...... I can actually see the Bull Demon here?! The Yaksha said excitedly.

The bull demon was stunned, and the arm around his chest loosened, and he stammered: "This seat...... The Eight Heavenly Dragons can call this throne, you are ...... King Ming? ”

"Naturally! This seat is the number one ghost under the command of the 'Wanshu Zhenren', and the Yaksha King is also. Are you a descendant of Fuyu Mountain? ”

Seven ghosts, one powerful ghost, six wild ghosts, each self-proclaimed home, are all ghosts who once accompanied Tengu's men.

In addition to the first generation of Tiangu, the previous generation of Tiangu and himself, Qin Kun found that they were all there!

'Buddha enemy' Yu Wenke, 'Xuandu Shenhou' Gongsun Feispear, 'Shenwu Taizu' Guo Wei, 'Yan Judgment' Bao Xiren, 'Mountain Moving King Kong' Du Xingyun, 'Qingxuanhai' Ma Yongjiang, 'Wanshu Zhenren' Wuyunzi, the ghosts of the seven people, are all here?

The air is quiet.

Li Chong not only lost his anger, but also urinated, smashed his mouth, his heart pounded, and muttered: "It's so big...... It's the first time I've seen a show......"

Seven ghosts, the most powerful one, it is estimated that the sixteenth elder brother is not as ghostly, but the momentum of the people is different, and I feel confident that I can slaughter a ghost city.

The Blood Axe Ghost King smiled, raised his chin and motioned to Li Chong: "Didn't you just let a certain registration number, come down?" Fight? ”

Li Chong was not light, and glanced at the other party: "Fight? That's bullying you. ”

The white-ridged ghost king's face was bloodless, and he smacked his tongue: "Housheng, it's not us who brag, you really don't necessarily bully us." ”

The half-faced, half-evil ghost king, the scholar-like male ghost nodded: "Yes." ”

The mountain ghost king who was carrying the flat burden smiled innocently: "Don't mention the fighting, killing, and killing, is there any incense?" ”

"Yes, that's the point." The silk ghost king, who was covered in needles, swayed with his body, and he could hear the subtle sound of needle tips colliding.

The two parties were at a stalemate, Qin Kun was also a little crying and laughing, a group of wild ghosts blew so loudly, is it appropriate? Blatantly asking for incense? Sure enough, it's self-cooked......

There is only the Yaksha Ming King of the Cloudless Son, and now it is barely the fluctuation of the ghost, and the others feel that they will die if they spit out the yang qi.

I don't want to listen to them continue to blow, and I don't want to be dominated by the momentum, so I don't accept the other party anyway, and I can't turn my face. So the stalemate continued, until Ge Zhan appeared.

The old dragon king squinted at them: "None of them are dead?" ”

A few old ghosts saw Ge Zhan for a moment, and smiled after seeing an acquaintance: "Xiao Ge, you haven't been up the mountain for so long, have you forgotten Fuyu Mountain?" What about the other juniors? ”

Small...... Kudzu......

Qin Kun and the group turned their heads and looked at Ge Zhan.

Ge Zhan coughed dryly, and his cheeks turned red: "There are incense, meals, offerings, and wine in the Taoist temple, find them yourself." The other guys, except for Zuo Jinchen, are all dead. ”

"When you die, didn't you tell the descendants about our names before you died?"

"That's it, by the way, I haven't seen you go up the mountain for so long, and you suddenly came here today, is the Maoshan Dan meeting open again?"

"How long has it been since the last Dan meeting, 50 years, right?"

Ge Zhan sighed: "It's been 70 years......"

For a moment, these old ghosts were a little embarrassed, 70 years, they were trapped in this place for another 70 years......

"Can we win this year? Who is in charge of this generation? ”

Ge Zhan looked at Qin Kun, and the other ghosts also looked at Qin Kun.

Behind Qin Kun, there was Niu Meng, and with seven glances, the hairs on Qin Kun's body suddenly stood on end.

The wild ghosts Qin Kun had never seen brought him this feeling, oppression, danger, and palpitations, it was just the eyes of the seven wild ghosts, and Qin Kun found that his goosebumps had overflowed.

Bloodaxe smiled: "Don't lose again this year." Otherwise, we won't be able to get out in our lifetimes. ”

The seven ghosts, either provocatively or with deep meaning, passed through Qin Kun's body one after another, Qin Kun was stunned, his yang energy had no restraint on them!

If it is an ordinary wild ghost, just the release of their own yang energy can make them scorch and explode.

They turned out to be ...... Ignoring yourself?

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