C1747 How about a Face

"What the hell is the Ghost sect?" Chen Sanqiu sneered and said disdainfully to the boy.

"What about you?" The little ghost stared coldly at Chen Sanqiu and asked.

The little ghost didn't understand. Other than the Ghost sect, how could any other sect have this kind of ability?

He could use his own divine sense to attack?

"I've lived for ten thousand years