"You, you, you are all going to die!" The king of mountain ghosts is like a devil crawling out of the swamp. He is dripping with disgusting liquid. His body is full of paste. He can't distinguish the structure of his five senses at all, just like a pot of mixed paste. However, there is no doubt that he is terrible.

at this time, Xie Xuan's spirit is exhausted, and Su Yuzhen's spirit is exhausted. There's no way to help. On the other side, Xiao Qing is fighting against the ghost, and he can't spare any time. It's doomed to see Xie Xuan's death.

"Jie Jie, that's great. I'm finally...