A semi-transparent thing emerged from the ghost card. First, it turned into a human figure, slowly floated out, and gradually gathered together in the air.
It was filled with a trace of disgust, and it could even feel a chill running down my spine.
At this moment, Tian Xie came behind me and told me that that thing was a thousand-year-old evil spirit. Just him, a mere ghost, could not fight at all.
The old man's face was completely formed, and it was very blurry. The only thing that could be seen was a pair of eyes and a big mouth that looked like a black hole.
The Maoshan Taoist priest held a black thread in his hand. The black thread had ghostly qi flowing on it, as if the puppeteer was pulling the puppet.
When the thousand-year-old Ghost Controller came to my side, I couldn't help
