The nameless graveyard in the dark night is full of wind. The strange trees and vines around it seem to be alive. It is even more strange to twist around in the wind.

Ye Kong's eyes were burning, and he looked at the ten snake friars surrounding him, but there was no panic. A big Luo Jinxian, for some human friars, it doesn't need to worry at all.

"what are you talking about, Taoist friends? Ye Mou is an immortal in the upper world and a guest of the nearby people. He was deliberately lured here today and didn't want to offend your elder's body. " Ye Kong raised his...