章節 137: The Art of Ghost

Outside the City God Temple, the soaring white hair separated a huge batch of military guards from the City God Temple. The slightest touch of the white hair would cause one to fall into a coma immediately. The policemen attempted multiple methods, such as burying it with sand and burning with fire but they still did not manage to enter. They could only wait for the reinforcement of the helicopter…

Wen Leyang pronounced the phrase ‘the Sword Immortal, a Solitary Heaven Guardian’ for a few times attentively. His face revealed the expression of sudden enlightenment as he grabbed the little supreme leader Liu Zheng, "Your esteemed master…the enlightened person Tian Shu came from the Black and White Island?"