C1597 Ghost Valley Blood Pool

"Who is it!"

Hearing this voice, Xue Qing and the rest were all shocked.

Their Spiritual consciousness had already dispersed a long time ago, but they simply could not detect the existence of any presence.

This voice was too sudden.

Xue Qing suddenly pulled out a four-edged blood blade, his gaze sweeping across his surroundings, "Who's there, stop pretending to be ghosts