The black mist rolled and condensed again.

This time, the condensed ghost general's ghostly feeling was reduced a bit, giving people the feeling that he was closer to the real person. The ghost general glanced at Long Xiaoshan this time, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes:

"Thank you very much."

What he said was a little clearer, not as obscure as before.

After saying that, he walked towards the black-robed Taoist while raising the sword high above his head.

"Yue Ling, you, you, stop it."

The black-robed Taoist panicked at this time and kept waving the Hundred Ghost Flags in an attempt to control the ghost generals.

However, after the Oni General broke through, he was no longer bound by the Hyakki Banner.

He stepped out quickly and slashed with his sword.

The black sword light is like a dream.

puff!

The black-robed Taoist's head flew up.

After killing the black-robed Taoist.

The ghost general stationed his long sword in a majestic manner, just like the reappearance of the fierce general in ancient times.

The evil ghosts scattered in the Hundred Ghost Banners all crouched on the ground in panic, as if they were worshiping the ghost general.

Long Xiaoshan's heart was swaying when he saw it.

This ghost will never be ordinary.
Chapter completed!