The ghoul did not hesitate to abandon the rain girl and flee into the distance.

"Damn, where did the big rat come from, according to the magic weapon!"

A familiar voice came from a distance, followed by a scream, and the ghoul, who had been hit in the head by the golden paperweight, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and dissipated into the air.

I don't know if he went to his boss Satan to complain, or if he was beaten and scattered.

The ghouls in the West are nothing more than the lowest-level monsters, and naturally they can't withstand the Kunzi paperweight in Zhang Shiyi's hands.

It is also understandable that it will enter the soul.

"My Sect Has Eleven Graves" Chapter 171 Go to Hell with Me I am hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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