Situ Changkong, also known as the Thousand Faces God King.

He would change his face every day and appear in front of the world. Over time, no one knew which face was his real face and which face was his fake face.

Even if he had changed a thousand faces, his ministers could still recognize him. The face changed, and the almost crazy paranoid aura was still there, even a dog could recognize him.

Situ Changkong was very afraid of death. He always followed hundreds of guards to protect him at all times. These guards were actually some decorations. He could kill them with one hand, but he still kept these guards inseparable.

Of course, Situ Changkong knew that his ministers could recognize him at all times, even if he changed his face to ten thousand faces, he still did his own thing and enjoyed it.

When he arrived in the hall, under the escort of a hundred guards, Situ Changkong came to the throne at the end of the hall and sat down, crossing his legs, looking at the solemn ministers below, he smiled and said, "What is a good day today? Everyone is here? Old tree, it's rare that you didn't go fishing at home, and it's really rare for you to come to court."

The old tree stood at the head of the ministers. It was an old man with a long hair and a young face, wearing a gray robe, tall and thin, standing there like a bamboo pole.

The old man took a step forward and said with a serious expression: "Your Majesty, something is not good! Lin Yi, the traitor of the treacherous minister, defeated Situ Danqing in the seventh level of heaven and severely damaged the Tianlong tribes of the Eighth level of heaven. I am afraid that he will soon attack our ninth level of heaven."

"Lin Yi? It's that Lin Yi again!"

Situ Changkong frowned, and the laughter on his face disappeared instantly. He turned his eyes and asked with a smile: "Is Situ Danqing dead? My fourth brother has always regarded himself as a master of painting. If he dies, my brother, will have to set up a tomb for him and burn a painting on his grave during festivals."

Shu Lao shook his head and said, "Situ Danqing is not dead. He was imprisoned by a mysterious little beggar beside Lin Yi."

"Oh, it turns out that I'm not dead. It's such a pity. It's a waste to worry about him."

Situ Changkong laughed and said to himself: "Situ Pojun is dead, Situ Xiaoxin is dead, Situ Tanlang is dead, Situ Muyang is missing, Situ Danqing is imprisoned, so it is our turn to Situ Changkong. Until now, the old people in the dragon court are still standing by, Humph! They are neglecting their duties! Could it be that they will see our Situ clan with their own eyes being killed by Lin Yi? "

The tranquility of death in the hall.

Some timid ministers were so scared that their faces were pale and their teeth were trembling.

The moody Situ Changkong wanted to kill them, and it was no different to pinch a little chicken to death.

At this time, everyone's eyes were almost all looking at the old tree.

Shu Lao is Situ Changkong's teacher and Situ Changkong's think tank. He is the only one who can influence Situ Changkong in the entire hall.

Old Shu said seriously: "Maybe, the elders of Longting have their own ideas."

"I have a bullshit idea! Those old guys, if you don't send someone to quell the rebellion, just wait to collect my body!"

Situ Chang's air was furious.

"Master, please calm down. The old minister feels that he cannot deliver his destiny to others at any time. For the sake of this, Lin Yi is forced to come, and Long Ting does nothing. We can only defeat and kill Lin Yi with our strength." Shu Laoping said calmly.

"Defeat Lin Yi? Kill Lin Yi? Haha, if Lin Yi was so easy to deal with, Situ Tianlang and the others would not die, Situ Muyang would not disappear inexplicably, Situ Danqing would not be imprisoned, by the way, I almost forgot that there was another old immortal who was imprisoned by Lin Yi..."

Situ Changkong's eyes suddenly became cold. He stared at the old tree with a burning gaze and asked extremely excitedly: "Do you think Helian Wuguang is dead now?"

Old Shu was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, and replied seriously: "The old minister doesn't know."

"Hahahaha, I know you don't know, I don't know, I just ask casually."

Situ Changkong stood up while holding the back of the chair, grabbed a fresh fruit from the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth. While chewing, he muttered vaguely: "The dark chess that has been buried for endless years can finally be used. Old tree, come with me, I will let you see my methods."

The old man bowed immediately and said, "Okay."

However, in public, Situ Changkong actually walked to Shu Lao and put his hand around Gan Lao's neck. The two of them were like friends, climbing their arms and walking out of the hall swaying.

One hundred guards in the imperial clothes followed like shadows.

It was not until Situ Changkong left for a long time that there was finally movement in the hall.

Some people are already sweating profusely.

Someone was gasping for breath.

Someone collapsed to the ground.

Being with the king is like a tiger. Every time you go to court, facing Situ Changkong is a torment for them, a torment of life and death.

Shu Lao and Situ Changkong came to Situ Changkong's study, and a hundred guards surrounded the study, which was airtight.

Walking to the desk, Situ Changkong slapped the table hard, and the table suddenly sank into the ground, and a hole appeared on the ground.

"Let's go, and let you see the ancient miracles."

Situ Changkong was showing off and took the old tree into the ground for thousands of meters, and finally came to a mottled cave with ancient monuments.

This cave is very large and spacious.

The cave is surrounded by dense spider webs, covering the light of the night pearl on the top wall. It can be seen that no one has visited this cave for countless years.

Situ Changkong raised his hand and waved it, all the spider webs disappeared, and the huge stone cave became spotless.

When the old man looked up, he saw an ancient stone tablet erected in the middle of the cave. Eight ancient teleportation arrays were arranged around the stone tablet. The runes on the teleportation array were complicated and complicated, and they were definitely not something that ordinary formation masters could understand.

“Lord, where is this place?”

The old tree was shocked and curious.

Situ Changkong laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'll tell you later. This secret cave was given to me by my father. Back then, I accidentally saw a secret from him. In order to block my mouth, he gave me this cave. My cave can easily restrain Lin Yi and prevent him from stepping into my ninth level of heaven."

As he said this, Situ Changkong led the old tree into the cave and stopped in front of the stone tablet in the center of the cave.

He raised his hand, reached into the stone tablet, and took it out casually. He spread his palm, and there were eight crystal clear insect eggs emitting divine light in his palm.

"This is...the seed of God! Could this be the legendary seed of God who created God?"

Boss Gan was shocked and shocked.
Chapter completed!