Under the continuous, piercing roars of Li Ran.
The entire Underworld.
Those lower-level spirits all fled in terror.
Some of the weaker spirits were directly frightened into oblivion.
Hell, this place could not become their path to the Reincarnation.
Instead, it was where they would be completely obliterated.
The wailing of spirits.
The turmoil of ghost messengers.
For a moment plunging the entire Hell into unprecedented chaos.
"Black and White Impermanence!"
"Oxhead and Horseface!"
In the Reincarnation Hall.
A man in a red robe and a cap angrily shouted.
"Here we are!"
"Here we are!"
With a swish sound.
Four figures appeared out of thin air.
Bowing respectfully.
If Qin Fan were here, if Qin Fan still had his previous memories.
He would certainly recognize the man in the red robe and cap.
Last time.
On the Gufeng Ridge of Xiangjiang.
When Zhou Donglin used the Soul Summoning Banner to summon three thousand slave spirits.
