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I remember that when I was in Yuetan Mountain before, Qin Kun was dragged into the illusion, it was Niu Meng, who woke him up with a cow cry and hoof prints.

After that, Qin Kun specifically asked Niu Meng what was going on.

Niu Meng also gave Qin Kun a detailed answer.

It turns out that all the mirages and ghosts hitting the wall are illusions after the gods were hooked out of the Mud Pill Palace.

If you encounter a ghost hitting a wall in the wild, if you break it, you will find that you are still standing in a certain place before, but the experience after that is experienced by the spirit.

It's like the parallel space of some science fiction novels.

If you want to wake up the people around you who have fallen into the illusion, you have to make the Mud Pill Palace feel uneasy and retract your soul.

The mud pill palace is under the top of the head Baihui acupoint, Buddhism is also known as the top door of the Buddha acupoint, direct hit, will hurt the pineal gland directly below, must hit the forehead, concentrate on the shock, let the force reverberate to the mud pill palace.

Commonly known as 'awakening'!

Qin Kun's soul awakening method was used for the first time, and he had never tried it since he learned it, and this time he had no choice but to use it.

Xu Yang's forehead was slapped heavily, his pupils focused, and suddenly, he felt like the whole person was flying backwards, like a slideshow replaying and going back in time.

"What's going on! Qin Kun, what have you done! ”

Xu Yang was quickly retreating, and the woman in red looked at this strange scene dumbfounded, speechless.

Hassanta was slightly stunned: "What did you do?" ”

Qin Kun turned around, and after the fierce ghost came, his height was already more than 2 meters, and his condensed physique made Niu Meng's ghost qi and oppressive power go to the next level.

And Qin Kun, as a host, was also dyed with a layer of yin and evil spirit.

"Now...... It's time to talk about you cutting off my arm! Hassanto! ”

Qin Kun's nose was spewing rough air, and his arm was broken, which added a bit of hideousness to Qin Kun while the pain was severe.

The flying head ghost trembled his teeth, stood with the female ghost in red, and said tremblingly: "Yin Cao ghost slave...... The ghost is coming!! This is a skill that only the Heavenly Masters of the past generations have! No, I remember that he was a magic weapon and a razor, and he didn't even have a hundred-year-old peachwood sword as standard in Maoshan, so he couldn't be a Maoshan person! Who the hell is he? ”

Once the ghost king of southern Yunnan mentioned that Maoshan "Hug Puzi" contains thirty-six techniques, and the ghost is a top secret, only the spirited heavenly masters of the past dynasties will, so the first thought of the flying head ghost is whether Qin Kun is the descendant of the heavenly master!

In fact, the flying head ghost and the ghost king of southern Yunnan don't know that Douzong also has the ability to ghost themselves, they didn't have contact when they were alive, and they lived in Yun Province for a long time after their deaths, and the news was closed, so they naturally didn't know about the affairs of the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect.

The flying ghost was shocked, and the new ghost like the female ghost in red had never seen the world, so he was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. In her opinion, this Master Qin is simply too powerful, he can actually merge with ghosts! For some reason, the female ghost in red suddenly thought of Xu Yang who was leaving at this moment, and a trace of imperceptible blush flashed.

On the other side, the murderous imp didn't care much, bared his teeth and said, "Come on." Let's see if it's our black snake magic that is powerful, or if it's the ability passed down from your ancestors. ”

Black snake sorcery?

There are a lot of evil gods in Southeast Asia, and there are many beliefs, and this black snake evil art is probably the evil art of the head descending master sect who believes in the black snake evil god.

Qin Kun shook it out of thin air, and a jet-black iron pestle appeared in his hand, roared, and hit the little ghost's head.

The current Qin Kun's combat power is obviously inferior to this little ghost, but he is not afraid to show his desperate courage.

The sharp end of the macehead slammed into Hassanto's head.

"This stick...... Where did you come from?! Hassanta was taken aback, and before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly blocked.

Although Hassanta was small and powerful, the adult-like dry corpse arm waved his hand to block the iron pestle, making a metallic crashing sound.

The two of them each took two steps back, and Hassanto's arm was a little numb, and he looked at Qin Kun's nailhead pestle with fear.

The breath on the iron pestle made him extremely uncomfortable, and Hassanda grabbed the dry corpse's arm with his small hand and began to chant the incantation.

"Snake Descends!"

Hassanta sent out a string of words that Qin Kun didn't understand, and the spell went from low to high, and the dried corpse's arm became even more shriveled, with age spots distributed and withered like chicken skin.

Qin Kun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that the broken arm of his left hand was itchy, and suddenly found that several black snakes crawled out of the broken arm, and he touched the back shoulder with his backhand, and there were many holes in the shoulder, and there were dense snake eggs inside.

Qin Kun was shocked.

What's going on? When did you hit the trick?

"It's disgusting!" The female ghost in red saw that the holes in Qin Kun's back shoulders had reached her waist, and the dense holes of different sizes were flowing with yellow water, and the small snakes inside crawled out one after another.

Damn, I'm not going to die here, is I?

Qin Kun knocked out those little snakes, but those little snakes persevered and crawled up, their small fangs biting his shoulders and broken arms, hanging there like thick hairs. With the shaking in the swing.

The bite area quickly became red and swollen, and the sharp blood gas that had disappeared before reappeared, as thin as a hair, and with corrosive pain.

The small sharp blood qi gathered and expanded rapidly, Qin Kun's body tingled, and at the same time, seeing that the flesh of his body was corroded one by one, that blood qi had no intention of stopping.

No more! I have to ask him to stop chanting the mantra, if Xu Yang doesn't wake me up now, I guess I'll have to explain it here!

Qin Kun's eyes flashed, ignoring the pain on his body and the hatched little snake, he reflexively kicked at Hassantuo.

"Drink!"

This kick interrupted Hassanda's spell, but after touching Hassanda's dry corpse arm, Qin Kun only felt that he had kicked on the iron plate and his foot bones were broken.

"Do you dare to provoke me with this little ability?" Hassanta smiled grimly.

"That's enough to kill you!"

Qin Kun took advantage of Hassanto's unpreparedness and inserted the nail pestle fiercely.

Hassanta was taken aback and hurriedly dodged, but Qin Kun also changed direction, and the nail head pestle pierced Hassanta in his left eye.

"Ahh

Qin Kun's mind had already begun to dizzy, and half of his body was paralyzed by the snake venom of the little snake, but he did not retain any strength, and he hit Hasanta backwards against his body.

Boom!

Hassanta slammed into the wall, and the mace pestle stabbed out of the back of his head.

"You dare to destroy my Dharma Body! I want you to die! Blind in one eye, Hassanta grasped the nailhead pestle firmly and began to recite the mantra.

Qin Kun used his last bit of strength, but he still didn't inflict fatal damage on Hassanda, after all, it was just the body of a dead baby, like armor protecting the ghosts inside.

Qin Kun felt that his whole body was about to be corroded, and there were small snakes drilling around in his stomach, and he didn't know how many snakes had been drilled into his abdomen.

Seeing that Qin Kun no longer had the ability to resist and fell to the ground, Hassanta pulled out his nail pestle and felt out a bottle of yellow liquid: "Don't you know that kind of cold Dao fire, taste my corpse oil fire!" ......"

Hassanta poured corpse oil on Qin Kun's face and set it on fire.

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