Yun Zhishang and the tree soul were talking in their heads, and they unexpectedly learned about the tragic experience of the secret language Shura a hundred years ago, and they were very unbearable.

The ghost felt his affection and comforted: "Song Liuxian, the tragedy has come to pass, you don't have to be too sad." The protoss perished, and it was difficult for the Shura elves to be alone, which could be regarded as their fate. There is no need to repeat these things, I have another important matter, and I need to tell you about it as soon as possible!"

Yun Zhishang hurriedly said: "Please speak!"

The ghost said: "Yun Qing is not only cruel and unkind, but also lies all day long. She never keeps her so-called promises. So even if you really follow the rules of the game she set and find a way out in this Ghost Forest Palace, she will never let you leave alive. And these ghoul Shura are the only hope that can carry you out. ”

"What? Ghoul Shura is the way out, how can they send us away when they are unconscious?" Yun Zhishang was taken aback again.

"It's true that they're unconscious," said the ghost, "but you're using their instincts when you leave them. The Shura elves are naturally afraid of being restrained, and even if they are killed as ghoul monsters, this nature is still retained. As long as you grab a Shura's wings, even if you control it, and then shout "leave Nanke Mountain", it will send you back to the place where you were from!"

Yun Zhishang believed what the tree soul said, but he was unwilling, and said secretly: "When you come to the place of time, don't you have to go back to the dragon tooth mirror? Can't you send me back to Songshan? Or send me to Jiluo Mountain to see Tong'er, better!"

Before he could ask again, the tree soul had already changed the topic, and this time he begged him: "Song Liuxian, I beg you, you are an immortal, your magic is profound, you have to use your immortal skills to help us unfortunate people in distress!"

It suddenly changed its attitude, and its voice was so miserable that it made the back of the cloud tingle when it heard it.

He hurriedly agreed: "If I can help you get out of trouble, it is my duty to do it, but why are you in trouble?

The ghost paused for a moment, as if taking a breath, and pleaded in a heavy tone: "Song Liuxian, this is my reluctant request, please stay in the immortal." For 500 years, the Zhaosu clan in Yunnan has been using Gu magic to assist a group of wandering ghosts, operating in the shadows, hoping to find the true ghost king and help him return to the throne. Only when the true ghost king is born, can the fake Yunqing be overthrown, and these ghosts in the world who are in suffering can get out of the sea of suffering. Otherwise, the result of them being controlled by Yun Qing all the time will be wiped out and they will never be able to re-enter the six realms of reincarnation. Those wandering ghosts are the continuation of the orthodox ghost clan five hundred years ago, but they are in a state of leaderlessness, I beg you, you go and lead them...... Be a real ghost king!"

"What? you...... Are you crazy?" Yun Zhishang was stunned by his words for a while, a little bit of a godless, "To be a ghost king is to become a ghost, I ...... I've done a good job as an immortal, how can I become a ghost?"

He thought about it for a while, but felt that something was wrong, and asked hesitantly, "Who are you, how can you know so many things about the ghost clan?"

As soon as he finished saying this, the tree soul exclaimed: "It's not good, when the time limit for a stick of incense is up, that Yan Jiu's ghost eyes are about to flash out! You quickly grab the wings of the corpse eater Shura and get out of here!"

Yun Zhishang asked at the last moment: "You tell me who you are, otherwise I won't blame me for not helping you!"

The ghost shouted: "I am the one I just mentioned, the patriarch of the Yunnan Recruiting Beard God Clan, Dawa Yangji!"

As soon as the words fell, the light shot out of his brain like an arrow, flashed twice, and disappeared into the pillars of the temple. (To be continued.) )