The huge stone slab was immediately caught and exploded, and the tiny stones fell down. The next moment, it flashed to Zhiqiu Yiye again and a palm was placed in his chest.

"Bang~!"

This palm was slapped firmly.

"Puff~"

Zhiqiu Yiye squirted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant. He knew that he was seriously injured now and it was probably difficult for him to persevere.

But this time, there was no gain.

Zhiqiu Yiye jumped into the big pit that had just appeared, said "Exit the ground!" and crawled into the soil with his last spiritual power, and ran away from the ground.

The Ghost King then realized that the young monk was very cunning. He used the help of attacking him to lift the ground, destroy the formation he arranged, and escaped.

"Hmph, see where you run!"

The black banner shook, and instantly took back the large number of evil ghosts around him, flew up, chasing him in the direction where Zhiqiu Yiye escaped.
Chapter completed!