บท 408: Ghost Binding Art

"Are they those old ghosts? Or..."

Mu Xuan became highly alert and then carefully observed his surroundings.

His first reaction was that those old monsters were targeting him.

The Chaotian Temple's ruins in the Cold Wind mountain range's core area were no longer covered by the black fog, so many people were paying attention to them.

Of course, it was difficult to explore a ruin in the Cold Wind mountain range.

Countless small fries had to go one after another to find out the strangeness and danger inside.

Therefore, those old monsters had been catching cannon fodder recently.

Mu Xuan didn't want to be captured and used as cannon fodder.

After mastering the demonic technique, he would have to go to those wh*res of the Jade Lake Holy Land to settle the score.

'Eh? Lucky?'

At that moment, the AI suddenly gave Zhou Feng a lucky sign.