C87 Great Immortals Forced to Be Invited

"Someone is helping him from behind?" I looked at Huang Ziye with a puzzled expression.

"Do you think a ghost like him has the ability to open the Gates of Hell and summon so many ghost soldiers that have lost control?"

"Sorry." Chen Zhe laughed bitterly as he looked at us.

"Chen Zhe!"

female ghost held onto Chen Zhe's soul, which was about to disappear. Chen Zhe had killed too many people