Among them, eight giant spirits, strange figures, and Zhiqi directly stated that they were not yet gods and had no energy left.

Lao Gui retorted forcefully. He could only accept the responsibility in the end, which gave him a small increase in power...

With such a small power, do they have the heart to fight for it?

Everyone looked at the old turtle.

There is no joy in it, only silence.

As for how to manage the Ghost Emperor's subordinates, that's my business.

"He has experienced a lot. How could he take over your position before?"

"In this case, let's see, who doesn't have time to serve as the Ghost Emperor of one side? The Eastern Ghost Emperor cannot be handed over to Jin Hong, and there are no Ghost Emperors of the Seven Directions. You guys, who doesn't have time?"

It knows, it knows, it knows that its Dragon King has bad intentions.

The old turtle said helplessly.

Bai Lu looked at his confidants and asked.

Bai Lu gave Wen Yuan a chance to agree and made the decision directly.

When Wen Yuan talked about that incident, I felt like I had a headache.

Several confidants shook their heads in unison, and their faces turned pale with fright. No one dared to accept that burden.
Chapter completed!