Above the ground, a black mist rose, instantly covering everyone!

The mist condensed into a formation, and the billowing black mist turned into seven fierce ghosts, roaring crazily!

Seeing this scene, everyone was terrified and backed away!

When Qi Siyang saw this, he laughed wildly: "Qi Sha Zhenhun! It's such a desperate formation!"

"Ye Xinghe, I want to see how you break this ancient killing formation!"

The people behind him laughed ferociously and followed suit.

"Breaking the formation? Seeing that they were motionless, they must have been frightened!"

"How could the ancient killing array be broken by a piece of trash like him?"

But Ye Xinghe showed no fear and said with a faint smile: "A mere fierce ghost dares to make a mistake!"

With a thought in his mind, the soul of the thousand-year-old ghost king appeared!

Once the Ghost King appears, all ghosts will surrender!
Chapter completed!