512 long days

"Hey! Don't skeletons give you a chance to play? Why, now I think of you! After the ancient city is leveled, the soul belongs to me and the skeleton belongs to you. " The shrill cry of ghosts came out, and tens of thousands of shadows broke out in the void. It was the Murong wind and Xie Changtian who saw the horror shadows before.

"ghost, you are cruel. I've agreed to your terms. First, I'll help me level the ancient city." The golden skeleton will be furious, but will have to agree to his terms.

"ghosts and ghosts, everyone retreat to the city. Friends of Confucianism...