"Ghost Master?"
Jiang Ziwen looked at the shadow and whispered softly.
Of course, this was just a clone of the Ghost Master, possessing only one-fifth of the original's power.
Even so, it was extremely terrifying, reaching the early stage of the Immortal Emperor Realm, with the ultimate ghostly laws pervading, transforming the spacetime of billions of miles into a ghost domain.
"Greetings to the Ghost Master, I am incompetent, please punish me!"
The sickle hook Ghost General sighed in relief, hurriedly knelt on the ground, continuously knocking his forehead, with a heavy sound echoing endlessly.
"You are not simple!"
The Ghost Master ignored the sickle hook Ghost General, carefully examining Jiang Ziwen, with a trace of surprise appearing in his sinister eyes.
He discovered he couldn't see through Jiang Ziwen!
Interesting!
So interesting!
In this underworld, except for a few people, everyone else was like ants before him.
"Make your move!"
