Ye Cheng's voice had just fallen, and the six white-haired ghosts came up in three pairs of three formations. Their speed was several times faster than before. The tracks left between the actions were very vague, similar to the masters, and there was no trace when they started, but the six newly formed white-haired ghosts were still not his opponents.

In a moment, the six white-haired ghosts had been taken off their heads and thrown in front of the red ghosts while Yecheng was constantly changing his position.

There is no boundary for provocation. The red-haired ghost jumps up and crushes the white-haired ghost's head on the ground. It leans...