C330 Sword Scar of the Corpse(1)

Inside the Xuan House, a group of Cultivators were lying together. It could be said that Wu Fugui and the others had accumulated a lot of good luck. They led Di Renjie and the others to the entrance of the Xuan House. Old ghost Yin stopped outside the door and did not continue forward.

He took out a black hand-held bell from his sleeve and shook it.

The sound of the bell was not crisp