At this time, Lan Ling really had a feeling of f * cking dog in his heart.
This Ghost King actually used such a method to torment people, even choosing people to look for him.
He actually created a fake Underworld Crack that led directly to his Ghost King's tomb.
How big of a heart and how crazy a person could really enter the Ghost King's tomb.
From the Sea of Misfortune to the ruins of the Demonic Capital of Misfortune, then to the fake Underworld Crack, and finally to the Ghost King's tomb.
And Lan Ling needed to first destroy his own body, then fake his death to become a fake ghost, and finally risk becoming ashes to jump into this fake Underworld Crack.
Now, the stone door was in front of him.
The Ghost King said that this was his tomb, and if he dared to enter, he would undoubtedly die.
Without any hesitation, Lan Ling pushed the door open and walked in.
Sure enough, there really was a tomb inside, a very ordinary but also very large tomb.
On the tombstone was written: Ghost King's Tomb.
What exactly was in this tomb?
A living Ghost King? Ghost King's sword? Ghost King's armor?
How to open the Ghost King's tomb, directly move the tombstone.
If this was a tomb robbery, Lan Ling must be careful, careful not to touch any mechanisms.
However, this was the Ghost King's tomb.
Lan Ling stepped forward and was about to pull out the tombstone.
However …
His hand just touched the tombstone.
"Rumble …" With a loud sound, the ground next to him cracked open, and a stone giant climbed out, a stone giant more than ten meters tall.
A powerful energy burst out from its body.
This was the giant puppet left by the Ghost King, its eyes flashed with green flames, looking at Lan Ling eerily.
"Stranger, I have three questions. If you answer them correctly, I'll help you open the Ghost King's Tomb. If you answer one question incorrectly, I'll send you out. If you answer two incorrectly, I'll kill you!" The stone giant slowly said.
Lan Ling said: "Please!"
"The first question, have you killed anyone from the Ghost King Empire?" the stone giant said.
Obviously, the questions it asked were idealistic, there was no right or wrong, it was not an IQ question at all.
Lan Ling said, "Yes."
"Second question, who is the Ghost King? How did it get here? "
This problem was difficult to solve, so difficult that it could be said to be extremely difficult.
Lan Ling was silent for a long time before he said, "It's a defector. It comes from hell. "
"The third question, is the Ghost King dead?"
This problem was even more difficult!
Was the Ghost King dead?
Looking at how it struggled, it didn't look like it was going to die.
As long as it didn't want to die, it might really be very difficult to kill it.
Lan Ling thought for a moment and said, "The Ghost King is already dead!"
After answering, Lan Ling stared at the stone giant.
The stone giant also stared at him silently.
The fateful moment had arrived.
Did these three questions count as correct answers? Or did he get a few correct answers?
"You answered all of them correctly" the stone giant slowly said.
Then, it stepped forward and punched the tombstone.
"Boom … …" A loud sound.
Suddenly, the tombstone was smashed into pieces, revealing a dark tomb tunnel about four or five meters long. At the end of the tunnel, there seemed to be a coffin, as if it was the coffin of the Heavenly Tomb.
These three questions, did Lan Ling guess all of them?
No, he answered these three questions with his heart.
The first question was the simplest, it was just a test of sincerity. It didn't matter if the people of the Ghost King Empire were killed or not.
The second question was the most difficult, because who knew who the Ghost King was? Where did he come from?
Perhaps no one knew this except for the higher-ups of the Dragon Temple.
However, Lan Ling faintly felt that there was an answer.
Perhaps it was the answer. The Ghost King came from hell, he was a defector.
Why a defector and not a betrayer?
Because the Ghost King liked to look up at the stars, even in the latter half of his life, he invested all his blood into the universe.
Such a person could be a defector, but it was difficult to be a betrayer.
The third question, was the Ghost King dead?
It seemed to be a fifty percent probability, but it was full of traps!
…
Entering the tunnel.
This was a pitch-black tomb passage, only one person could pass through. After walking for four or five meters, there was a coffin at the end.
When Lan Ling approached, the coffin slowly lit up.
This was the glow of an energy crystal, and there was a person lying inside.
Or rather, it was not a person, but a suit of armor.
Different from what Lan Ling imagined, this armor was very ordinary. It was not the Dragon Gold Armor, nor was it the Golden Armor, but just the Black Iron Armor. From head to toe, it was wrapped tightly.
In the place where the eyes should have been, there was nothing at all.
Both hands, holding a sword.
Different from what he imagined, this was just a rusty iron sword.
At this time, Lan Ling really couldn't help but wonder if this was the tomb of the Ghost King.
The dignified Ghost King, who built a powerful empire with a territory of ten thousand miles, was actually wearing a suit of black iron armor and a worn-out iron sword?
However, this was obviously very in line with the character of the Ghost King.
Lan Ling stepped forward and reached out to touch the Ghost King's coffin.
"Phew …"
A green light lit up, and an undead floated out.
A gloomy and powerful energy instantly enveloped the entire tomb.
And Lan Ling's body was instantly suppressed, completely unable to move.
It was another puppet, the previous one was a stone giant, this time it was an undead malicious ghost.
The shadow of this undead malicious ghost twisted, trembled, trembled, and let out a series of sharp hisses.
"I'll ask you three questions. If you answer one wrong, leave immediately and get nothing out of it. If you answer two wrong, then you will die without a doubt, jie jie jie jie …" The undead malicious ghost stretched out its sharp claws and scratched Lan Ling's neck.
Suddenly, there was a pain and coldness.
Along with the undead malicious ghost's laughter, a rancid smell entered the nose, almost making people vomit.
"A pretty boy like you is my favorite. Hehehehe …" This undead vengeful spirit stuck out its long tongue towards Lan Ling. Instantly, the putrid stench made one feel like fainting.
It was really strange, it was clearly just an undead shadow, but Lan Ling could feel disgusted and could smell the rancid smell.
"The first question!" The undead malicious ghost asked, "Who are you?"
"My name is Lan Ling!"
"The second question." The undead malicious ghost said, "What are you going to do after obtaining the powerful energy of the Ghost King?"
Lan Ling said, "Destroy the world, destroy the Dragon Temple."
"Jie jie jie jie, I like you more and more." The undead malicious ghost said, "The third question, have you been to the underground Ancient Night City in the desert?"
Lan Ling was silent for a while.
Why did he ask this question, this question was really very strange.
The Ancient Night City in the desert?
Was it the underground city ruins in the desert west of Amano City?
That's right, it really seemed to be called the Ancient Night City, he heard Nile mention it once.
Why did this undead malicious ghost ask this question? Lan Ling already had a vague answer in his heart.
"Yes." Lan Ling said.
He finally chose this answer.
Another deathly silence, another fateful moment.
Suddenly, the undead malicious ghost smiled evilly, "Sorry, you answered two questions wrong, you must die!"
Lan Ling's eyes turned cold, "Where did I go wrong?"
The undead malicious ghost said, "You are wrong about the second and the third questions."
Lan Ling said strangely, "I want to destroy the world, I want to destroy the Dragon Temple, is that wrong? I have been to the Ancient Night City in the desert, is that also wrong? "
The undead malicious ghost said, "No one can destroy the Dragon Temple, don't be ignorant and fearless. Moreover, you have never been to the underground Ancient Night City, you don't have that special mark on your body, so you must die. "
Lan Ling looked at it and sneered, "Then I will f * ck your mother."
"Hehe …" The undead malicious ghost sneered and said slowly, "Now, you can die in peace."
Suddenly, the undead malicious ghost released an extremely powerful energy, completely locking Lan Ling, completely immobilizing him.
"You are really delicious, I will enjoy it with my heart." The undead malicious ghost sneered, then suddenly stretched out its long tongue and curled around Lan Ling's neck.
Lan Ling didn't need to breathe, but he still felt a sense of suffocation.
Then, the undead malicious ghost began to devour, crazily devour!
It wanted to completely absorb Lan Ling's soul and spirit, let his soul scatter and vanish, vanish in a puff of smoke.
At this time, at the critical moment, no one came out to stop, and this undead malicious ghost wouldn't stop halfway, showing mercy or anything like that.
At this time, Lan Ling suddenly sneered, "Your Excellency Ghost King, I don't know your name, but I know … you are the traitor of the 13 Hell Knights, you coward, you betrayed the World Destroyer Demon Emperor!"
Suddenly, there was a dead silence.
This undead malicious ghost's tongue was still tightly wrapped around Lan Ling, but it had stopped devouring, as if it was completely frozen there.
Then …
There was a sigh from inside the coffin …
"Sigh …"
Then, from the armor inside the coffin, a blurry light shadow sat up, flew out of the coffin, and coiled around Lan Ling's body.
As if it was smelling his scent, feeling his soul.
After leaving the coffin, the light shadow became fainter and fainter, even the outline of a human couldn't be seen.
After feeling Lan Ling's soul.
The light shadow suddenly trembled, as if it was about to vanish in an instant.
After a long time, it condensed again.
It was as if no words could describe its excitement, excitement, and trembling at this time.
It was just a light shadow, but it was panting heavily.
For a few minutes, it seemed as if it couldn't make any sound.
"I … my supreme master, my eternal faith, my eternal ruler, my majesty … I can't believe I see you here."
"Master, my name is The Fourth … I … I'm not a traitor, I just can't accept it, I just want to try it myself …"
"This Ghost King's Tomb, I prepared it for my successor, because there will always be someone who finds my corpse in the Ancient Dark Night City in the desert, obtains my bloodline, and becomes my successor. I thought it would be the successor, or my Hell Knight brothers, but I never thought … it would be master … "
"Sorry, I'm just a phantom, I can't express my emotions."
"Master, I haven't given up fighting, I've been reincarnated. I will appear in the enemy's camp, I hope that one day, you can wake me up … "
"Although there isn't much energy left in the armor and sword in this coffin, it should be of great use to you now."
"Master, I'm looking forward to reuniting with you, your loyal servant, The Fourth!"
Then, the light shadow dissipated.
The vengeful ghosts that were entangling Lan Ling also turned into ashes.
"Crack …"
The energy crystal coffin opened by itself, revealing the armor and sword inside.
And the armor had opened automatically, as if waiting for Lan Ling to put it on.
At the same time, an incomparably powerful, vigorous, and simple energy came to him.
If he swallowed it, Lan Ling would win half of the upcoming duel!
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