All the Xuanshi who were healing in the square were awakened and opened his eyes in one go.

Qi Yufeng also opened his eyes and looked at the quiet wellhead.

The others stood up, took out the magic weapon in their hands, surrounded Qi Yufeng, and protected her safety.

Lu Fan and Zhao Maruzi also stood up and looked over.

I saw a figure slowly rising from the depths of the wellhead, revealing a head first, then the body, and finally the feet...

Yes, this figure rose up, not climbed up with his hands.

When everyone saw this scene, they were shocked, and the magic weapon in their hands was also tighter.

The moonlight is hazy.

The figure stood above the wellhead, quietly looking at the people in the square.

As the eyes adapted to the environment, everyone could see the figure clearly.

He has disheveled hair, black and white, half of his age, and one year of young.

The face was also thin and thin, with no trace of flesh and blood. The skin was piled up together, bringing out the gullies on the face. The eyebrows and beard were extremely thick, but what was even more eye-catching was the dark eyes.

What kind of eyes are that...

He clearly has a thin and thin face, as if he is about to die, but he has a pair of eyes that seem to be able to penetrate the sun, moon, stars and see through the world!

Moreover, his clothes were extremely strange.

It was ragged and looked like a robe that had not been worn for decades or had not been sewn... Many places have become torn fabrics, and over time, the color cannot be seen...

But with the black crown on his head, it gives people a feeling of being so familiar and very similar...

"Dao Robe?"

Qi Yufeng pushed away the disciples around him and took two steps forward: "Taoist?

No, the soul of the Taoist?"

Everyone also reacted at this time. The ghost in front of him who slowly rose up from the ancient well and stood there looking at him was actually a Taoist priest!

However, this Taoist priest looked too sloppy, or rather, shabby.

It looks like those old black and white photos, those sloppy and unkempt masters of the Republic of China who appear in the photos...

"Ghost King?"

Qi Kuo's whole body trembled, and subconsciously touched his hand into his arms, holding the talisman for saving his life in his hand.

However, when he thought that the other party was the Ghost King and the Ghost King of Taoism, he felt despair inexplicably.

Looking at Taoist's clothing, he must have died for a long time, regardless of the years.

At that time, all the Taoists had the ability to master the heavens, and after their death, they would be even more unfathomable. I am afraid that only if the Heavenly Master takes action can he fight!

When everyone, even Qi Yufeng felt an inexplicable despair.

Zhao Junzi sighed softly: "Wuchen, I'd better call you this name."

Everyone was shocked again!

They turned their heads in surprise and looked at Zhao Maruzi.

“Dust-free.”

However, Zhao Maruzi was still staring at the soul of the old Taoist: "If I was not wrong, the gym you built here before was built, right?

You raised that evil dragon, and you raised the ghost king at the bottom of the well, right?"

In everyone's shocked eyes, Zhao Maruziyu was not shocking and never stopped:
Chapter completed!