The male ghost rushed at me, claws slashing at me to cut off my head.

I didn't panic at all, my body fell back a few centimeters, and I reached out to grab the male ghost's arm, and the white mang suddenly lit up in my hand, directly shaking the male ghost's arm to pieces.

The male ghost was in pain and wanted to retreat, but I grabbed his neck and pressed it against the wall, "A hundred years of Taoism dares to be presumptuous in front of me, even if it is a thousand-year-old ghost......

Chapter 467 The Soul Crossing Man has a large number of adults are hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!