call!

Zhuang Luyi flew out of the wooden gourd, and the ghost shadow flashed strangely, and appeared a hundred feet away. She slapped the Golden Pill Ghost Cultivator who was rushing in front, and half of the grimace was broken.

She stood out of thin air, flew away beside Su Chen, and her cold eyes swept across the golden elixir ghost cultivators.

The terrifying Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivation’s power swept across the entire evil miasma island.

"She is the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator?!"

The other Jindan ghost cultivators stopped in horror, and they were shocked and trembled, and they all hurriedly bowed to the ground.

It’s actually a Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivation!

It is difficult for the Golden Pill Ghost Cultivator to survive the tribulation in the East China Sea and cannot withstand the bombardment of heavenly thunder. Nature Soul Ghost Cultivator has never appeared in the evil miasma island.

This Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator suddenly descended on the evil miasma island, which scared them to the sky.

"I want to use the Ming Ling Wood, who doesn't accept it?"

Zhuang Luyi snorted.

"The ancestor wants to take it, just take it."

"That's right, it's right. This dark spirit wood is my ghost clan's object, so the ancestor can naturally use it at will. No one on the whole island dares to dissatisfie."
Chapter completed!