C516 Guiding Ghosts

Hua!

The cold wind howled, blowing the maple forest like waves. Waves of grayish-white death Qi rolled along with the maple forest, covering the sky and covering the earth as it swept towards Chu Kuangsheng and his friend.

Chu Kuangsheng's expression was ugly. Compared to the black death Qi, this grayish-white death Qi was even more terrifying