Gu Yinglong wanted to become a human being.

No matter how powerful the ancient beast is, it is still just an ancient beast.

Ancient beasts cannot become true gods, but humans are different. Humans can become gods, and even become the successors of the Queen.

It dreams of becoming a real god.

"Your ambition is not small. It would be great if Gu Qinglong was as cooperative as you."

Mr. Ghost didn't comment and just sighed.

"That guy Gu Qinglong still hasn't given in? That guy is really ignorant."

Gu Yinglong said half with regret and half with helplessness.

Speaking of which, Gu Qinglong and it are relatives, and the two dragons used to be good brothers, but this guy is just stubborn.

The law of heaven has fallen. If you are still loyal to the law of heaven, this is not asking for death.

"In my place, rewards and punishments are clear. If you complete the task, you will naturally be rewarded. Otherwise, you should face punishment. If you fail this time, there will be no reward, but I will give you another chance. If you can let Gu Qinglong

Tell me the final whereabouts of Heavenly Dao, and I can give you a god as a reward."

Lord Ghost said in a deep voice.

Although Tiandao is no longer here, Ghost Lord is not yet completely sure whether it has truly fallen, and because Gu Qinglong is keeping the treasure, he presumably knows its whereabouts.

It's a pity that Gu Qinglong is unwilling to cooperate. He is stubborn and refuses to say anything no matter what.

"Sir, I am willing to give it a try."

Gu Yinglong was eager to give it a try, convincing Gu Qinglong that it would be much easier than fighting that hateful telepathy master.

"Here comes someone."

Ghost Lord said.

I saw two lanterns floating in.

The two lanterns looked very similar to the two lanterns hanging outside the door earlier. They were white lanterns with the word "ghost" written on them.

As soon as Mr. Ghost finished speaking, the two lanterns guided Gu Yinglong and Qianlan Buddha to the left and right, preparing to leave.

"Sir, what do you plan to do with her?"

Before leaving, Qianlan Buddha glanced at Cui Hong on the ground.

Cui Hong couldn't move her hands and feet, and her eyes were filled with anger as she glared at the Blue Buddha.

Qianlan Buddha felt a little guilty and asked subconsciously.

As far as Qianlan Buddha knows, there are actually many chanting masters in Ghost Mountain City, and most of them are among the top 100 chanting masters on the Jade List.

It's just that these people disappeared after arriving at Ghost Mountain City.

"That's not what you should ask."

After the Ghost King said this, the Blue Buddha was taken away.

In the empty hall, the only sounds left were the breathing of the Blue Buddha and the ghost king standing in front.

Cui Hong spat.

"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please."

"Don't worry, I spent so much effort to catch you, but I didn't mean to kill you and chop you up."

Mr. Ghost smiled.

"He" walked up to Cui Hong.

It wasn't until "he" stood in front of her that Cui Hong realized that this man didn't even have his feet on the ground.

"He" was really like a ghost, floating in mid-air. No one noticed it earlier because "he" was wearing a loose robe.

Cui Hong was frightened for a while. When she looked again, she saw that there was no shadow behind the ghost king at all.

"You? Are you a human or..."

Cui Hong muttered.

"I am Ghost King, a soul who has been waiting for thousands of years at the old site of Kunlun."

Mr. Ghost seemed to be confiding, but also seemed to be sighing.

"Where are my companions?"

Cui Hong took courage and asked.

"Don't worry, you'll see them soon."

When "he" raised his hand, Cui Hong felt a slight pain in her unruly limbs.

She was startled, and when she looked again, she found that there were strands of red silk threads on her wrists and ankles.

The red silk thread is not a real silk thread, but is condensed with the power of thought.

It penetrated Cui Hong's wrists and ankles, and then penetrated into her neck.

She was forcibly lifted up like a marionette.

"You...you are also a mind master? You...you are not a tombkeeper?"

Cui Hong watched herself "stand up" and followed Ghost Lord.

Deep in my heart, a creepy feeling quickly grew.

The person in front of me is even scarier than the resentful spirits in the Queen's Valley.

Cui Hong couldn't find the slightest bit of human aura in "him".

But "he" actually exists.

"I am a telepathic master, or... you can call me a telepathic master. Well... I am the only telepathic master left in the entire Kunlun site."

Mr. Ghost seems to be in a good mood.

"He" walked briskly and said unhurriedly.

Tian Nian Master.

Cui Hong's eyes narrowed, who is this person?

"Are you from the Destiny Clan?"

Cui Hong tentatively said.

She was terrified in her heart, but as time went by, she suppressed this panic.

It's better to die plainly than to die anyway.

The other party didn't deny it, but he didn't admit it either.

"He" took Cui Hong through a long corridor.

The round-arched cloister has various patterns painted on both sides of the cloister.

There are flying ladies and various ancient beasts with weird postures. They all look lifelike, but they also have an indescribable sense of weirdness.

For some reason, Cui Hong felt a sense of unreality when looking at these murals.

It wasn't until he arrived in front of a heavy stone door that Mr. Ghost stopped.

The stone door opened automatically.

Inside, Cui Hong heard a very slight moan.

A familiar face jumped into her sight first.

It was a mind master. He was paralyzed on the ground, his eyes full of pain.

"Li Gang?"

Cui Hong blurted out that he was a telepathy master from the Demonic Sound Realm, and he was ranked in the sixties on the Jade Ranking.

Li Gang didn't react at all, he just collapsed on the ground.

"Another loser."

Mr. Ghost walked up to the other party and saw "him" raising his hand.

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The red line formed by the power of thought penetrated Li Gang's head.

His body was like a piece of porcelain, falling to the ground, falling into pieces, and lifeless.

Cui Hong trembled all over.

"You killed him!"

Cui Hong's face was red with anger and she wanted to rush forward.

But the red silk threads that controlled her wrists wrapped her tightly around her. She could only move when the ghost asked her to move.
To be continued...