The Soul Steaming Dungeon is an underground steamer.

There is no door here, the entrance is like a cave, and there are not even guards in a radius of ten feet.

The demon guarding the house was the guard of the ghost king, and directly led Qin Kun in.

The surrounding stalactite walls are rare, this is the abode of the ghost king, and the pungent water vapor, coupled with the unique stench after steaming the corpse, makes people smell sick.

In the past in the Ten Dead City, the cannibal girl would only smell this smell when cooking.

Qin Kun gasped in his nose, walked down the steps, and found that this place was not big, it was surrounded by pools, which were soaked with whitish corpses, and a path led to the stone platform in the middle, on which there was a stone coffin. and a ghost with his back to him.

"Big ...... King...... This person...... To see you......"

As soon as the words fell, in the Sifang pool, the steam suddenly became thick, and it went towards the evil ghost, and in an instant, the cheeks and yin were steamed to rot, and the evil ghost screamed again and again, and subconsciously jumped into the water, but there was no movement.

"Without being informed, trespassing into the underground palace is not small."

The ghost clearly felt that Qin Kun's spiritual power fluctuations were different, but he still spoke calmly, and he didn't seem to be as surprised by Qin Kun's arrival.

Qin Kun stood there without any opening remarks. At this moment, it is obviously a choice to avoid long nights and dreams, he has already killed many ghost generals by surprise, but when facing this ghost king, there is an illusion that he can't do it.

He turned his back to him, not nervous, not panicked, and there seemed to be no flaws in his body.

Qin Kun's fists clenched several times, and then he released it again, and the ghost dispelled the idea of making a move, and said, "Do you have any last words to explain?" ”

The ghost grinned, "You're here to kill me?" ”

"Catch you, to be exact."

"Ridiculous." The ghost gave an evaluation.

"I don't think it's ridiculous." Qin Kun shrugged.

"What is not ridiculous is often the most ridiculous."

The ghost figure turned around, and Qin Kun saw a ghost figure, exactly like himself.

A bull demon came into his eyes, fighting for the sky with horns, wrapped in iron chains, wearing a black blood robe, his body and head separated, and with the same nervous eyes, he tilted his head and looked at Qin Kun.

Qin Kun's breath stagnated, this is ...... What ghostcraft?

The ghost closed its eyes, and when they opened them again, the light and shadow in their eyes flowed, the pool of steam was thick, and the sight disappeared, and when it was restored, the surroundings changed.

He was in a room, a wet wooden cabin, and the sound of showers outside was heard.

If you read it right, this is a sauna, and the ghost king, with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, scooped a scoop of hot water on the steaming stone, and leaned comfortably against the wall.

"It's ...... Which? ”

"Naturally, it's the sun."

"You...... Just died? ”

"Dead? It's been hundreds of years......"

Qin Kun couldn't believe that the ghost who had been dead for hundreds of years was ...... his mirage How can there be memories of the yang world???

Is this memory mine?

Qin Kun was sure that he didn't have this sauna in his memory, so where did it come from?

"It's so nice in the sun......" The ghost king smacked his tongue and grinned at the corners of his mouth.

Qin Kun found out that he was pretending to be mysterious, so he instantly calmed down and grinned: "You have a lot of tricks. ”

"Yes, I've been waiting for you to have a flaw, but I haven't. It's a pity, are you a Taoist priest from the yang world? ”

"Yes."

"I remember many years ago, I also met a Yang Daoist priest, and he also tried to arrest me, and I beat him away. Damn guy, I used to be in the steamer hell, I was only one step away from breaking my life, and the damn Taoist priest was seriously injured and knocked my strength down, but I didn't expect to meet the Taoist priest again. ”

The ghost king was telling and reminiscing, with hatred for the Taoist priest, but there was not much anger.

Qin Kun captured a message.

Nearly killed???

Legend has it that the ghost is transformed into six levels with the intensity of spiritual power, above the ghost king, it is the division of the realm, there is a ghost called 'life-breaking ghost', ignoring cause and effect, no longer reincarnated, independent of the world, the so-called Taoist 'yin god', is a life-breaking ghost!

The concept of 'god', in fact, from Taoism, is a race, not a strength. In other words, the 'god' recorded in the ancient Taoist classics is a high-level life form.

This ghost king almost broke his life, but it is conceivable that his previous strength was incomparably stronger, and the ghost guard of the prison actually said that this guy was the weakest???

What about the cheat!

However, Qin Kun suddenly stretched out his five fingers, and the void clenched his fists.

Flood Frost!

Extremely cold and icy flames transformed by spiritual power appeared in all directions, enveloping the ghost king.

The ghost king instantly broke open the sauna and fled outside.

"What a subtle Dao technique, are you testing me?"

Hiss......

It was indeed a temptation for a moment just now, and the aura fluctuations that erupted from the ghost king didn't seem to be strong, and it was not as good as the lonely mountain ghost king he had met before. Could it be that he is really the weakest?

Or...... I was injured by the Yang Daoist priest he said before, and he hasn't recovered yet?

Outside the sauna, many men bathing panicked: "It's the ghost king, run!! ”

Those guys are obviously ghosts, Qin Kun's heart shook violently, his world view was shattered and constantly subverted, where the hell is this???

Why does the Eighteen Prisons have such a place???

Those guys have an independent consciousness, and the fluctuations of ghost qi are also uneven, obviously not mirage!

"Sorry, this place is a little unpredictable to me, but I don't want to spend it with you."

With a grass branch in his mouth, Qin Kun felt that his soul was deep and his consciousness was distracted at the moment, where is this place, does it matter? The Buddha thoughts of the water monk poured into his mind and turned into eight words: everything he saw was vain.

At this moment, killing or catching this ghost king is the main topic!

"The Fuyan grass snake turns into a gray line, and the stabbing soul turns into a divine whip!"

Demon Whip!

The grass branch in his mouth spit out and flew towards the ghost king, the ghost grass burned out quickly like incense, and a gray line gently hit the ghost king like a whip, the ghost king dusted off the ashes on his body, tilted his head in astonishment, and suddenly drilled out of the ghost grass under his feet, pierced into the soles of his feet, drilled into the ghost body and grew wildly, poof, and exploded from every pore on his body.

For a moment, the ghost king froze in place like a hedgehog tied to straw.

Qin Kun rushed with a knife, raised the knife high, and slashed downward!

Shibayama knife!

The momentum is strong and heavy, the real mowing grass and chopping wood, treating the ghost king as nothing!

Tear and pull!

The scarecrow was split in half, and the ghost king couldn't believe that the ghost body was entangled in those straws and couldn't be repaired!

"Mess with the five elements of my ghost body with wood-based ghost magic, and damage my ghost body with a golden sharp magic weapon?! What a guts! ”

The ghost king's ghost body was dense, and after turning into steam, it quickly merged, and in terms of stature, it was a little more inflated than before.

Just received Qin Kun's move, it was also a test of Qin Kun, but he didn't expect that the strength of this Taoist priest in the yang world was so strong, the ghost king didn't dare to hold it up, and his hands were folded as if worshipping God.

"The gods are infinitely foggy, the ghosts are poisonous for all generations, and the creation hurts the underworld, and the white bones can be steamed!"

The ceiling here was smashed open by a big hand, and in mid-air, a divine shadow appeared, which was actually the king of the stove!

The king of the stove is wearing a divine robe and holding a cage drawer, but he does not have the majesty of the immortal family at all, but his face is full of viciousness, and he looks more hideous than the little ghost of the steamer hell!

Under a steamer hood, the ghost king said coldly: "I am the ghost king who pours fog, eat my magic skills!" ”