C419 Ghost mother ghost mother!

A few of the Tri-Yin Sect's black robed Daoists exuded a ghastly aura. Ergou and his lackeys were already standing in front of them with sabers in hand, but they were still calm and composed.

"The higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment. If you want to run for your lives in front of the ghost cultivator, you guys are still far from it!"

"In my opinion