Seeing Zheng mubai's unexpected move, Mo Xuan frowns, but says nothing. Mo caihuan's face is full of worries.

after spraying out the flying sword, I felt uneasy, and I pinched the formula with both hands. After a black air slowly formed, it turned into a phantom ghost head. This man has cultivated a rare secret skill of ghost.

"killing spirits and evil spirits!"

"I didn't expect that Zheng Daoyou had cultivated this secret skill! It seems that ye Daoyou is in great trouble! "

at the moment when Zheng mubai gathered ghosts, there was a lot of noise in the hall.

when the flying sword shot in front of Ye...