C642 Ancient Evil Come

"Hundreds of years old ghost? In the Netherworld Realm, you must be stupefied! There are protectors in the mortal world too. Although this young master is not considered a protector, meeting you bunch of unlucky fellows, I might as well clear the field!"

" The painting ground is a prison! "

Xu Zhou coldly snorted and threw out the horsetail whisk in his hand