C1286 Blessings of zhou lin

On the Bridge of Helplessness, there were many ghosts.

Even though they didn't understand the Lord of Samsara, the surrounding ghosts still subconsciously opened up a path for Wang Shuo to pass through.

After walking across the Bridge of Helplessness, Wang Shuo let out a low sigh.

Looking back at a bridge and a stretch of road in his life.

Up ahead, the black ghost aura formed a hurricane