After hearing the words of Shura in white, the ghost prince Zhao Wanxiang's eyes narrowed slightly and suddenly became much sharper.

"Shura in white, what do you think of this place? Do you really think that we can't deal with you? But that's fine. Since we can't reach a deal, there's no need to talk anymore. Don't you want to leave? Then there's no need to leave.

"

Zhao Wanxiang stared coldly at Shura in white high in the sky, with a hint of threat in his voice.

"You are stalling for time."

Bai Xiuluo raised his eyebrows and immediately realized something. Even Chen Shaojun's heart skipped a beat.

Zhao Wanxiang's strength is definitely far superior to his own, but if he can compete with Shura in white, it is absolutely impossible.

The Forbidden Formation of Ten Thousand Ghosts has been broken, and the ghost tribe has suffered heavy casualties. Relying solely on the abilities of the ghost tribe's general and the ice prison master, they are by no means a match for Shura in white.

However, so many people have not left for a long time, and they seem to be not afraid of Shura in white at all. This can only mean that these people have ulterior motives.

"Senior, be careful."
Chapter completed!