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Bai Cangdong looked at the white jade platform and the black scale blade on it with some curiosity.

The white jade platform is shaped like a lotus platform, with only one person standing in the middle, and the next is covered with black scale blades, like a snake's scales. Each one is only the size of a palm, but it is thinner than paper, and the blade is extremely sharp. Just looking at it, the blade with a cold light makes people feel a little palpitation.

The ghost dragon walked up to the white jade platform without saying a word, pulled out a black scale blade, and inserted it directly into his ribs with one hand. The blood immediately flowed down the black scale blade and flowed into the white jade platform below, which looked like a lotus flower.

Bai Cangdong looked at the ghost dragon in surprise, but the ghost dragon had already pulled out the second black scale blade and inserted it next to the first black scale blade.

“Damn,

What kind of punishment for scaling? Could it be that these black scale knives were inserted into their bodies?” Bai Cangdong widened his eyes and looked at the rows of black scale blades. Because they were extremely thin and one by one, they looked like there were probably thousands of them. If so many swords were inserted into their bodies, such injuries would probably not be able to withstand even his ancient emperor bones.

But as Bai Cangdong thought, the ghost dragons were indeed inserted into their body one by one, and each one had to be inserted into the handle without the blade. The blood flowed out quickly dyed a large piece of the white jade lotus platform below red.

Moreover, looking at the ghost dragon, he had no intention of asking the divine light to repair himself, and allowed the wounds to continue to bleed.

"Brother Ghost Dragon, why bother you? Even a saint will have to peel off the skin under the punishment of scalp. You are not young anymore, so why bother to vomit with the younger generation?" Lao Liu said hypocritically.

Guilong ignored him, pulled out the black scale blade one after another, and then inserted it into himself, and blood kept flowing down the hilt of the knife.

Bai Cangdong was shocked to see it. This was a hundred times more cruel than suicide. If he committed suicide, he would only have one knife, but this was a real knife.

"Ghost Dragon, why are you doing this? I won't be the best priest." Bai Cangdong said to Ghost Dragon.

"The nine gates of the Dragon Sites cannot be without a high priest." The Ghost Dragon's voice trembled. It is hard to imagine how painful he is now. Even if he is a supreme person, he will be unable to suffer such torture without using divine light.

Since Bai Cangdong entered the holy realm, he thought he had experienced a hard heart, but after watching it for a while, he couldn't help but feel a little cold on his back and felt unbearable.

A scattered blade was inserted into the ghost dragon almost every inch, and the bones were visible to the depth, which was simply lingchi.

But the ghost dragon didn't say a word, and inserted a pinch of scales into his body, his body trembled in pain, and his flesh and blood flew, looking like a bloody man.

"You really want him to insert all these scale blades on his body?" Bai Cangdong couldn't help but shout to the people in the city.

"It was his own choice of the path, who can I blame?" the young man said disdainfully.

"Don't say it anymore, rules are rules." The muscles on Guilong's face trembled, and it was no longer obvious whether it was sweat or blood flowing out of his face.

Bai Cangdong finally understood why this is called the punishment of scaling.

Scratched blades were inserted into the body, and it looked like a fish with scales lifted up. If all of these scale blades were inserted, the ghost dragon might have turned into a fish covered with scales.

Bai Cangdong really didn't understand why Guilong had to suffer such torture in order to make himself the high priest. He really had no need to do this. Even if he was the most powerful person, it would be difficult for him to survive if he continued like this.

"Since they don't want the high priest themselves, why do you do this?" Bai Cangdong couldn't figure it out, so he asked Guilong.

"Because the Dragon Valley needs a high priest, the Dragon Mountains need a high priest, and the Dragon Road and the Dragon Mountain both need a high priest, otherwise no one in the Dragon Nine Gates would be allowed to live." The ghost dragon's teeth trembled, and it was obviously painful. The flesh and blood were trembling, like a fish with scales pulled out. The blood had already soaked in the clothes, and the white jade lotus platform below had long turned into a blood lotus.

"Hmph, those are simply nonsense. Why do we have to sacrifice ourselves to suppress the Changlong Path? That Changlong Path is not our family's." The young man snorted coldly.

The third brother also advised: "Boss Ghost Dragon, let the older generation go through the affairs. Even if there is something really under the Longlong Taoist, it should have turned into nothingness for many years."

"Yes, why bother with you? We finally managed to maintain stability for a thousand years. You will be like this when you come back, which makes our own tribe members feel heartbroken." Lao Liu also said.

Several old men were persuading Guilong, but Guilong shouted angrily: "Shut up, have you forgotten, who sacrificed himself to save your life, what have you promised and what vows? Now you have a lot of descendants, do you think those words and vows are fart?"

The old men in the city all looked ugly, and the second brother said again: "Boss Ghost Dragon, we have never forgotten those words and vows, but now thinking about it, it's okay for us to sacrifice ourselves. Our lives are given by others, and we should pay them back, but the children are innocent and they should not suffer such sins with us."

"Suffer?" Guilong laughed. Because there were too many scale blades inserted into his body, the smile immediately caused the wounds in his body to fly, and blood suddenly flowed out in large quantities.

"The nine gates of dragons are for a hundred years, and I have been a ghost for more than a thousand years. Have you ever fulfilled your promise to go to the ghost dragon ship? Have you ever suffered any sin in the Dragon Valley for a thousand years?"

The old men suddenly blushed and looked embarrassed: "We have to force them, it is really a disaster for the dragon that rises on the sun. The door is closed and cannot be replaced."

"Hmph, the Dragon of the Sunrise is a disaster? This excuse is also a blessing for you." The ghost dragon spitted out disdainfully, but the spit was already covered in blood.

"It would be fine if I was a ghost for a thousand years, but I would endure the tone of the Dragon Nine Gate for me." The ghost dragon stared at the old men with blood-red eyes and continued, "But you want to break the rules, that is, to destroy the Dragon Nine Gate for me, how can I tolerate you?"

"Brother, that matter is just a one-sided statement of the Lord of God after all. We have suffered so many years of sin. We shouldn't have been for a simple verbal sentence..." Before Lao Liu could finish his words, he was interrupted by the angry ghost dragon.

"Bah, believe it or not, say something, and I will cut off your head and sacrifice to the Lord of God." Ghost Dragon cursed angrily.

Lao Liu immediately did not dare to speak anymore, and lowered his head and stopped talking.

No one said anything more. The ghost dragon stabbed him with a knife. In a blink of an eye, it was covered with scales and blades, which looked extremely terrifying and weird.

Bai Cangdong was also frightened to see it. There was almost no good meat on the ghost dragon. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died a few times. Even this pain can hurt people, let alone a lot of bleeding.
Chapter completed!