Taoist Master Qingxu and Liu Guobiao, not far away, were already stunned and stunned.

Taoist Master Qingxu was stunned for a moment and murmured to himself: "I'm not dreaming, are you? So many ghosts died in an instant?"

So he stretched out his hand, slapped hard on his face, and suddenly let out a cry of pain, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, this is not a dream! This is true!

Taoist Master Qingxu was shocked, raised his head and looked at the back in front of him in shock. It was amazing, amazing!

If there were so many ghosts, if they were themselves, they would probably not be eaten for a long time, and even bones would be left. However, in front of this master, he would be wiped out completely.

He couldn't help but remember that at the beginning, he looked down on others and said that he didn't know anything and didn't cause trouble for himself. Now he remembered that this wasn't this showing off his skills and playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong? It was embarrassing, it was simply embarrassing to his grandma's house.

While feeling embarrassed, a sense of shame arose.

Look at me, I'm probably in my early twenties? I'm so scary about my Taoism. Thinking about myself, I've been living for most of my life and can't compare with others. What's the use of living for so long?

"Xiao, Xiao Chu..."

Liu Guobiao opened his lips.

He thought that he knew enough about Chu Tian, ​​but now he seems to be far behind.
Chapter completed!