The ghosts left behind by Mo Lin were now either dead or injured.
A large portion survived only because of Chen Xi's protection.
Chen Xi used the power of the Yin God to fend off the Half-Immortal ahead.
"Those beasts from Chunyang Mountain, when Mo comes back, you're all going to die!" Jin Luo roared through clenched teeth.
"Slap!"
Someone had slapped Jin Luo right across the face.
There were about fifty people in this group, all uniformly dressed in white, wielding swords.
They killed ghosts indiscriminately, regardless of whether they were good or evil.
Only those ghosts under Chen Xi's protection survived.
"On what grounds do the people from Chunyang Mountain come to Yunzhou to kill ghosts?" Gan Jianhua questioned the white figure in the sky.
A sword light descended directly in front.
The only reply to Gan Jianhua was the sword light.
"Splurt!"
Blood splattered; Gan Jianhua's right arm was severed.
Instead of retreating, Gan Jianhua shouted even louder.
