Bai Zhi smiled grimly, and the thing on his back gently slid out of his hand, reaching a just right position.

It was the spear that Zuo Kui brought. Zuo Kui and Mo Xing watched as the forty ghosts rushed up, detaining soul locks, black mist, and all kinds of magic weapon sacrifices in the air, and it was a mess.

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