The word 'death' is divided into six strokes!

He swallowed hundreds of ghosts in an instant!

The big black dog picked its teeth and looked disdainfully at the group of ghost disciples.

"He, he just...? "

This group of disciples were gape-mouthed, can't believe what happened just now, the ghosts were all eaten by the big black dog.

Although Tao Chang was also surprised, he was angry. He swallowed his hundred ghosts. It took at least 20 years of hard work to gather them!

How could he not be angry?

However, as an upper foundation cultivator, naturally, it's not his last flag.

"Give me your ghost banners, and show this dog what we got!"

Tao Chang spoke, although not everyone would listen, the 100 people who belonged to him did not dare to defy, and they all sacrificed their own ghost flags.

For a time, the entire manor was filled with black fog, with evil spirits floating in it, and cried and laughed!

"Blackie..."