"There is no variable like Tushanjun, which is very important to us."

Watching the faceless ghost's retreating figure, the Heavenly Ghost King finally gave up the idea of ​​taking action.

Immediately, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "I didn't expect that one day, I would trust the authenticity of this matter more because the other party is a remnant of the spirit demons. It's really ironic."

"Ling Mo Sect, what exactly do you want to do?"

The faint firelight in the Heavenly Ghost King's Palace reflected his face, and the wine bottle turned over in his hand: "Here comes someone."

"Your Majesty."

"Go and check Tushanjun carefully, buy two authentic scrolls from Guxian Tower, and don't be stingy with spiritual stones."

The faceless ghost flew out of the palace of the Heavenly Ghost King and ripped off the skin on his face. When he changed his face, his aura also changed, and even his body shape completely changed.

"Will he do it?"

The faceless ghost looked back and said calmly: "He will definitely do it."

"Which sect should I go to next?"

"The Corpse Demon Sect."

"That thing they have underground will serve a huge purpose. It's a shame it's always buried."

"You mean..."

The Faceless Ghost nodded and said, "Let's go. The manpower has been released recently, so we can only make a few more trips."

The man hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Let's talk first, I am only responsible for looking out. I don't want to deal with those old Jindan weirdos. Who knows what quirks they have. If they come to me suddenly, it will be troublesome."

"Human beings have weaknesses. As long as we grasp them, we will have the capital to negotiate."

"Forget it, I will talk to you personally."

The faceless ghost turned into a rainbow and flew away.

The golden elixir monk in a robe curled his lips. Now he didn't even know if the faceless ghost in front of him was his true form. Of course he wasn't afraid of death by using this method.

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