Shadowless Ghost King, Ling Feng Night.

In the 100,000 and 32nd year of the Abyssal Calendar, Ling Fengye was born in an orphanage in Yunshan City of the Terran Race, and was adopted by the Ling family after the age of ten, and his living habits were no different from those of the Terrans.

In the 100,000 and 42nd year of the Abyss, all seven members of the Ling family, except for Ling Fengye, died at the hands of the fangs of the S-class wanted criminal, and Ling Fengye escaped by luck because he was in school.

In the same year, Ling Fengye passed the test, worshiped the first ghost god Wuri as his teacher, and embarked on the road of ghost cultivation, and since then has become a role model for countless ghost cultivators.

In the 100,000 and 44th year of the Abyssal Calendar, Ling Fengye was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School of Yunshan City, Huaguo, Terran, and devoted himself to studying and practicing for several years, during which he apprenticed to Wei Tianhe, a fourth-order spirit pattern master, and killed countless human monks, but most of them were wanted criminals, and the funny thing is that Ling Fengye was also listed as an S-level wanted criminal by humans, with a code name without a shadow.

In the 100,000 and 50 years of the Abyss, Ling Fengye gave up the Terran Huaguo College Entrance Examination and went to the residence of the S-level wanted criminal Poison Fang alone, and made the whole family of Poison Fang into a work of art with extremely artistic techniques, which caused a lot of waves in the ghost fashion industry.

In the same year, Ling Fengye officially revealed his identity as a ghost cultivator, and returned to the abyss under the guidance of the first ghost god Wuri, growing more rapidly.

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In the 100,000 and 58th year of the Abyss, Ling Feng was awarded the title of Ghost King at the Burial God Peak, and his number was shadowless, becoming the first ghost king in the history of the ghost clan to ascend the throne as a ghost cultivator.

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The above memorabilia records, Qin Yuan looked at it very seriously.

He thought of the day of the martial arts examination, Teacher Wei who suddenly lost his temper on the judges' seat, and Qin Yuan suddenly understood everything.

Teacher Wei should be Ling Fengye's teacher, Wei Tianhe, a fourth-order spirit pattern master!

The fourth-order spirit pattern master is already equivalent to a cultivator in the Spirit King Realm.

A cultivator of this level was already very powerful in Yunshan City, and his heart qi was naturally very high.

But Wei Tianhe and Teacher Wei probably never dreamed that his beloved apprentice Ling Fengye had actually become a ghost cultivator that everyone shouted at when he was ten years old!

Ghost cultivators are different from pure ghost creatures, ghost cultivators can hide their own aura, and if a ghost cultivator deliberately hides it, even a cultivator with higher strength than him will not be able to easily find out that he is a ghost cultivator.

The previous Cao Yin, who had a sick brain, was also a ghost cultivator, and he probably also had an identity in the human world, but Qin Yuan didn't know what that Cao Yin's identity was in the human world.

However, after experiencing this ghost clan banquet, Qin Yuan will definitely be more careful with the people around him from now on.

In a densely populated place like Yunshan No. 1 Middle School, there may be some ghost cultivators hidden.

Demons and monsters, monsters are mostly fierce beasts, and ghosts are mostly ghosts and ghosts.

The remaining demons are actually not numerous, but they are all powerful elites.

Qin Yuan has never seen a real demon since he traveled through it.

It's just that Qin Yuan's heart is inevitably a little heavy, this year, those who can't get along in the human race, or some vulnerable groups and the like, I'm afraid they have been recruited by the ghost clan and become ghost cultivators.

Qin Yuan didn't know if this was the sorrow of the times.

However, Qin Yuan's predecessor, even the ghost clan didn't come to him, and I don't know if it was because the predecessor was too incompetent, and even the ghost clan didn't look down on him.

Just when Qin Yuan was still divergent in his thinking, the surrounding ghosts and ghost cultivators suddenly stirred, and then rushed towards the fourth underground floor together!

Qin Yuan suddenly looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and the time was already 4:44 in the morning!

In other words, the banquet of the ghost clan is about to begin!

Qin Yuan immediately followed the ghosts and ghost cultivators towards the fourth underground floor, and soon the ghosts came to the fourth underground floor.

On the fourth basement floor is a lavishly decorated banquet hall, which is splendid, and the space is very spacious and bright, of course, there are some dark places, specially for those ghosts and cultivators who don't like light.

Qin Yuan casually found a place to stand still, and soon a ghost-faced waiter in a suit walked up to Qin Yuan and saluted respectfully:

"Distinguished guest, what would you like to drink? the blood of a young girl, or the bone marrow of a spirit animal?"

Just when Qin Yuan was thinking about whether to do something casually, the idea of devouring alien spirits suddenly sounded in Qin Yuan's mind:

"Baba, ask him for a cup of 44-year-old White River, so that it is in line with your identity as a ghost in the Spirit Pillar Realm. ”

When Qin Yuan heard this, he glanced at the ghost-faced waiter indifferently:

"A cup of 44 years of white river. ”

"Yes, sir, please wait. ”

When the ghost-faced waiter heard this, his voice became more and more respectful, and his waist bent lower, and then he turned and retreated.

"What the hell is White River in '44?"

Qin Yuan couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"This is a winemaker in the ghost clan, a famous wine brewed by Zheng'er Bajing, this kind of wine is expensive, and the toxicity is very high, only the ghost creatures of the Spirit Pillar Realm and above can bear it,

Therefore, the ghosts and ghost cultivators below the Spirit Pillar Realm dare not try Baihe, and this kind of wine is very refreshing to drink, which will bring great stimulation to the ghosts and ghost cultivators, and this kind of wine cannot be drunk in ordinary places. ”

Devouring the Alien Spirit read it to Qin Yuan word by word according to the memories he had obtained from the Green Scale Ghost King.

It didn't take long for the ghost-faced waiter to come over with a glass of pure white wine:

"My lord, this is the 44-year-old White River you wanted. ”

Without waiting for Qin Yuan to make a move, Devouring the Alien Spirit was to control a black tentacle to separate from Qin Yuan's body and hold the wine glass.

"Thank you. ”

"Your Excellency, you're welcome. ”

The ghost-faced waiter immediately bowed and retreated.

After almost all the ghosts and ghost cultivators entered this magnificent banquet hall, the door of the banquet hall was slowly closed by the two ghost-faced waiters.

Then a slightly hurried applause came from the second floor of the banquet hall.

The originally noisy banquet hall quickly became quiet after hearing this applause.

Qin Yuan immediately realized that this was the master of this ghost clan banquet and appeared in person.

As the ghosts quieted down, a thin figure also walked out of the second floor and walked to the fence on the second floor, which could overlook the whole audience and be clearly seen by the ghosts present.

"I'm the host of today's banquet, and it's a pleasure to meet you,"

The host of the banquet was dressed in gorgeous costumes, with a clear face, and completely looked like a thin human boy,

"I would like to sincerely welcome you to my banquet!

I declare that today's banquet has officially begun!"

And when Qin Yuan saw the face of the banquet host clearly, his pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly!

Because of this young man who claims to be the host of the banquet, Qin Yuan knows!

This young man is clearly his classmate of Qin Yuan, the boy who has been humiliated by Zhao Gongming many times, Liu Zhen!