The scar-faced man was silent, and the wild ghosts around him were silent.

"Not ready to say? Someone is taking care of you, right? ”

Qin Kun sat on the pile of debris, pecked at the cigarette holder, and glanced around, "There is a formation around, which can protect you." It's near the sea, so it's not very popular, and your ghost spirit is easily blown away by the sea breeze. Coupled with your weak strength, staying here is indeed a good choice. ”

"What the hell are you for! This is our territory! The scar-faced man stiffened his neck.

Behind Qin Kun, a bull's head appeared, and on the other side, there was a horse's face.

The bull's eyes are wide open, and he is not angry and arrogant.

The horse's face was high and his face was contemptuous.

The two coercion spread, and the scar-faced man's legs were swinging, but he couldn't hold it anymore and knelt on the ground.

Ghost General!

The scar-faced man almost fainted.

This coercion was too heavy, and it felt like the ghost body was being squeezed by a powerful force, and it was even difficult to breathe.

Qin Kun dusted off the smoke pot: "It's your territory to put up a formation?" It's not in order. It's all mixed up, and you should know that this territory is first taken down, and then it is occupied, and then it belongs to you. Now, this is my territory, tell me who set up this formation for you. ”

"Say!" Bulls and horses drink in unison.

Let's talk about it—

The tinnitus is superimposed, the thunder is in the ears, the cow and the horse are not using the ghostly energy, it is all based on the roar, the coercion and the loud roar are already deafening for the scar-faced man.

Dizzy, the breath of the two ghost generals was too terrifying, his stomach was churning uncomfortably, the scar-faced man retched with the box, and what came out of his mouth turned into green smoke and disappeared.

"This Guru ...... Come out and mix, talk about righteousness. Kill me! ”

"That person is likely to be a mage from Southeast Asia, with ill intentions and raising ghosts, are you really not going to say it?"

"Guru! Don't force me, I'm all over the world, loyalty comes first, and I don't know if it's right or wrong to insist on it now! But that man gave our brother a way to live, and I didn't betray him, so I have a clear conscience! Give me a good !! ”

The scar-faced man gritted his teeth and knelt there, roaring in a low voice.

This kind of ghost fought and killed before he was born, and he didn't know whether the blood on his hands was a wicked person or a common person. Whether he is good or bad, Qin Kun did not comment, but since what he has been seeking in his life is the word 'righteousness', he is also ready to sacrifice his life for righteousness, Qin Kun feels that he can satisfy him.

"Finally, let me ask you, is it so difficult to tell the whereabouts of that person?" Qin Kun's expression was complicated.

Loyalty is not wrong, but what about foolishness?

The biggest mistake of the foolish and faithful is the word 'foolishness'.

It is not advisable to not distinguish between right and wrong, and to be used by others.

The scar-faced man laughed: "Brothers, I'll go first!" ”

"Big Brother !!"

Under the hood of the ash altar, Qi Laosan's voice stopped abruptly.

'Ding! Containment Successful! ’

'Congratulations to the host for obtaining a black candlestick'

The other wild ghosts were stunned for a moment, and saw that the boss was encased in an altar, and in a moment, Qin Kun had an extra candle in his hand.

The candle was pestled in place, and Qin Kun looked at them again: "You didn't want to go down to the reincarnation of Yin Cao to eliminate karma, eighty percent of them couldn't stand the suffering, and they all wanted to learn from him and sacrifice their lives for righteousness?" ”

"Death is death! Who is afraid! ”

"Brother Qingbang, step on the ground, carry the sky on your shoulders, afraid of death?"

"Come on, I've had enough of living for so many years!"

Qin Kun shook his head in his heart: Are they righteous people? Definitely not, the concept of right and wrong is distorted, just a group of poor ghosts who are blinded by people. Shouting so loudly, what is this?

Qin Kun held the urn of ashes, and wanted to help them overtake, and wanted to ask for news, but when he was embarrassed, he suddenly thought that he still had ten death prisons.

"It's not so simple to want to die, what sins you did before you were alive, pay them off first!"

Qin Kun said, and the Ten Death Altar went down.

There was a buzzing sound, and before the ghosts could realize what was happening, they arrived in the belly of a terrifying mountain.

The bones are full of bones, and the wind strikes. Overhead was a huge hollow, clouds swirling, from time to time turning into a distorted revenant, faintly crying, on the top of the hollow, a giant eye could be vaguely seen aimed at them.

"Where is this?"

A wild ghost exclaimed.

It is surrounded by a dirt road, overgrown with weeds next to it, and in the middle of the dirt road, there is a hollow hole, looking down, this hole is huge, and it is bottomless, counting and counting, you can only see the sixth layer below, and you can't see it.

"Isn't there another person up there? Get the king down!! ”

The female voice was sharp, and a vast coercion pounced from the bottom, and the wild ghosts probed and found that it was a huge cobra, spitting out a letter and roaring.

"Who's that?!"

The wild ghosts felt their guts shattered.

Nearby, a ghost with a stick suddenly appeared.

"Black Snake Ghost King Feng Xuantong, have you heard of it?"

"Ghost King?!" The wild ghost didn't believe it at all, but he had to believe it, the cobra could only reach the fifth layer below, and then dispersed its momentum, and a yin wind rushed up from the hole, and the qi wave turned into a dragon shadow, straight into the sky overhead.

"Who are you?" The wild ghosts looked at the onicha and asked.

The ghost cha carried the stick and pointed at himself with his thumb: "The first layer of the Ten Death Prisons, the green thorn hell ghost cha, the old stick." ”

Old sticks?

When the wild ghosts heard the name of this Tubula, they looked at each other, and suddenly surrounded the ghost with bad intentions.

The old stick pouted: "Old hammerhead, there's an errand coming!" ”

"Okay!"

In the distance, another male ghost with a gavel walked over, his eyelids half-open: "Line up, report your name and surname." ”

"Queue? Hehe, you two, it's just wild ghosts? Among the ghosts of the Green Gang, a young ghost with a fierce face seemed to be smiling.

The old stick rubbed his nose: "Yes." ”

"Wild ghosts still dare to be arrogant in front of me! Hit them!! ”

The young ghost immediately roared.

The ghosts surrounded them, machetes were added, and the old sticks and old hammers were chopped down, and the ghosts were still condensed.

The second ghost gritted his teeth and smiled: "Boss!! Leave us alone, and we'll be hacked to death. ”

The strength of the jailer will always be a wild ghost.

But that doesn't mean the jailer doesn't have a backer.

On each floor of the Ten Death Prisons, there are two jailers and one ghost guard.

In the blue thorn hell, suddenly a blue light appeared, piercing the young male ghost who took the lead.

Ahh

A scream appeared, and the young male ghost felt that his back was pierced, and a large hole appeared, and the burning pain spread, and he lay on the ground unbearable.

"Who's making trouble?"

A thin male ghost walked over, covered in the fluctuations of wild ghosts, but extremely threatening.

No one answered.

The thin male ghost lowered his head and saw the young male ghost lying on the ground, and suddenly kicked the male ghost in the cheek, and with the kick, another blue light struck, piercing the young male ghost's face. A fist-sized hole appeared in the front door, and the young man cried wolf.

"You have the ability to kill me!! Kill me!!! ”

"Ridiculous, you think I don't want to kill? It's a pity that in the Ten Death Prison, you can't die if you want to! ”

The Prison Suppressor sat in the void, and a stone seat appeared behind him.

The ghost guard leaned forward, looked at the young male ghost, and pointed to his chest: "The first floor of the Ten Death Prisons, the ghost guard of the Blue Thorn Hell Prison Town, Huang Tingfeng." It's also a wild ghost, so why don't you try it? ”

The prison ghost guard looked around with contempt and asked indifferently.

The voice was indifferent and unfluctuating.

No ghost dares to move, they are all dead, and they are not afraid at all when the smoke disappears, they are afraid of this half-dead end. It's terrifying to see your companions on the ground......

Can't die if you want to? What the hell is this place!!

"Old stick, old hammer." The Hellster Guard spoke.

"The subordinates are here."

"Whoever beats you, fight back."

"Yes!"

The two jailers smiled darkly and immediately beat them up.

The jailer is taking revenge, and the means are fierce,

The ghost guard of the prison watched with relish, and suddenly felt a strong fluctuation, and hurriedly got up, and behind him, a bull's head and a horse's face appeared.

The two ghosts were under deep pressure and looked down.

"The last time you saw a geist?" Niu Meng remembered that when he was in Hong Kong, he had seen this guy.

"Yes! Little Huang listens to the wind and has seen two adults! Huang Tingfeng bent over.

"As the same master, you don't have to be polite."

"I don't know if my master is okay? Please also ask your lord to say a few kind words in front of the master. ”

"Hmm." Niu Meng patted Huang Tingfeng's shoulder and snorted: "The master has an errand to explain, you have to know who covers this group of guys in the yang world." Ask clearly, then eliminate karma. ”

"Yes, the two adults will wait a while, and the younger one will do it."

After that, Huang Tingfeng and the other two jailers branded the newcomers, and their robes suddenly shook.

The surrounding blue light all hit.