On a planet shrouded in a golden atmosphere, there is a huge building that seems to have existed in the world since ancient times.

Around this building, you can see many unicorns, dragons, phoenixes, and other monks from various races walking back and forth.

There was originally a gap in the front of the building, and silt was constantly being transported out of it. The material of this silt was very special, and a small particle might weigh tens of millions of kilograms.

The monks of all ethnic groups who were transporting the sediment had very solemn expressions. They used special loading tools to load the sediment and did not dare to let their bodies touch it.

Suddenly, there were bursts of shrill howls from the depths of the gap, and upon seeing this, the monks of various races who had already transported the sand out quickly retreated far away, looking at the gap with bewildered expressions.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the extremely deep gap was undergoing a mysterious change. The dug walls were filled with mud and sand for no apparent reason.

In just a few breaths, the gap disappeared, as if no one had ever dug here.

The monks of all races were stunned, and a trace of despair could not help but surge deep in their eyes.

The next moment, figures appeared one after another, and the person leading them was none other than the Qilin King.

"Recovered again..."

The Qilin King murmured to himself.

"Damn it, if Councilman Bailong hadn't left willfully and without his aura of repression, the Tomb of the God King wouldn't be like this! The results we spent countless years to achieve were ruined! Let's start all over again.

, and I don’t know how long ago it was!”

The killing intent in King Feng's eyes was overwhelming.

At this moment, she wished she could kill Congressman Bailong on the spot, but unfortunately, he had already died in the hands of the new Congressman.

When the monks below saw the ancestors of all races arriving, they bowed their heads and saluted. They were also wondering in their hearts what could happen that would cause this excavation to be in vain again.

"This tomb of the God King is like a treasure that none of us can understand. It can only be suppressed by the auras of more than a dozen gods. If there is a slight mistake, everything will be restored to the original and all the efforts will be wasted! What a pity, if

If we can know what kind of laws it contains, we will have the opportunity to advance to the level of God King."

The Qilin King sighed.

"No, this matter can't just go by like this. Now that the God King's Tomb has been restored, we can leave this world for the time being and go back to Shinra directly. Kill that kid tens of millions of times to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

An extremely large congressman clenched his fists and said with a ferocious expression.

Below, there is also a group of monks similar to him. They are members of the Titan clan.

In the Shinra world, the Titan clan is not very powerful, entirely because the masters trained by the Titan council members are all in this world.

"That punch just now was as powerful as the Four Tribulation Gods. If we fight, there will inevitably be casualties among us."

King Feng frowned slightly: "Since Councilor Bailong is dead and we are now missing one person, why not invite him to join our Holy Council, fill up the quota, and continue to excavate the tomb of the God King!"

"disagree!"

"This is too variable!"

"I don't agree either."

Except for King Feng, none of the councilors present agreed to allow Ning Qi to join the Holy Council. This was also related to the fact that Ning Qi killed Councilor Bailong with one punch.

If one day they offend Ning Qi, will they also be punched to death?

It's too dangerous.

This kind of person cannot be allowed to stay around!

"If someone is missing, I have a candidate."

Qilin King said calmly.

When a member of the House of Representatives heard this, they immediately looked at each other, and a name emerged in their hearts.

That guy has been against the Holy Council for many years, but no one can find his whereabouts, and he has been unable to deal with him.

And its origin is also very special. It was smuggled from a small world. Not only did it avoid their supervision, but its cultivation level also improved by leaps and bounds. It even obtained the 'source' and achieved the realm of gods!

"King Qilin, would you rather join forces with that guy than absorb him? I see that his hatred for the Qilin clan is different from that of the Qinglong clan."

Feng Wang said calmly.

"Don't mention this matter again."

The Qilin King snorted coldly.

He will remember Ning Qi's arrogant look for the rest of his life. If his true form had not been unable to come, how could the Qilin clan suffer such humiliation!

"King Qilin, the candidate you mentioned couldn't be... Old Ghost Tongtian, right!?"

Councilor Taitan suddenly spoke.

"Old Ghost Tongtian created the Dark Council and has been against our Holy Council for many years. If he is allowed to join the Holy Council, wouldn't it tell the world that our Holy Council has bowed to the Dark Council? Those damn stowaways he protected should be

How to deal with it? Give them an aboveboard identity?"

"I think it's okay. The Dark Council has existed for so many years, and we can't eradicate them all. Instead of that, it's better to have a short truce. The tomb of the God King is more important than anything else. If we can participate in it before the catastrophe comes,

Once we realize the Ding Dian Dao, we will have a chance to compete with the Divine Realm of Creation!"

"I agree."

"Anyway, one person is missing, and only he can make up for it."

"King Qilin, do you have a way to communicate with Old Ghost Tongtian?"

"It's actually not difficult to talk to him."

The Qilin King chuckled, then waved his hand gently, and a water curtain appeared in front of him. After a while, a shadowy figure appeared in the water curtain.

When everyone saw this, their eyes froze.

Could it be that the Qilin King has always been communicating with Old Ghost Tongtian? Thoughts gradually arose in their hearts.

"What do you want from me?"

A faint voice came from within the water curtain.

"I now invite you to join the Holy Council and become the fourteenth member. The dark monks under your command can all walk in the world with an upright identity."

Qilin King smiled.

"You want to use this method to trap me?"

That figure did not believe Qilin King's words.

"If I really want to trap you and kill you, I don't need to use such despicable methods. Our god's words are the decree."

Qilin King smiled.

"That's why."

"It's very simple. Representative Bailong is dead."

"Congressman Bailong? That sanctimonious hypocrite is dead? Hahaha, this is the best news you have told me in these years."

The sound inside the water curtain was full of schadenfreude.xdw8

Many congressmen present had good personal relationships with Bai Long, and there was a hint of anger on their faces.

"Where's your answer?"

Qilin King said calmly.

"If you want me to join your Holy Council, it's not non-negotiable. Let me see your sincerity first."

"What kind of sincerity do you want to see?"

"Tell me, where have all those god-kings gone?"

The sound inside the water curtain suddenly became a little heavier.

"In fact, there is nothing to hide about this matter. As long as you become a member of Parliament, we will share the information."

The Qilin King smiled lightly.

"Give me a few days to think about it."
Chapter completed!