C2816 Thousandleaf Arm and Jiang Jianshi

Under the cold moonlight, the desolate ruins began to emit a strange aura.

Chen Zhong was pressed down in the middle of the ruins and could vaguely be seen. Streaks of faintly discernible blood-red light shot out, giving off a fishy smell.

Xu Liusu snapped his fingers. The purple-gold Ghost Gourd flashed and floated in front of him.

What followed was a violet shadow