The ghost-controller is afraid of being vented by the angry ghosts in the ghost world, while the ghost world is afraid of the creator's ghosts and gods' punishment.

However

Next second!

"Ao!"

Heikong suddenly roared angrily, and the next second, the eyes that attacked him burst inch by inch.

Turned into blood mist in the sky.

A pale palm with fire gradually and unwaveringly grabbed a few remaining eyeballs in his hand.

"Hehe, the omission of the Black Iron Age?"

"Sacrificed me?"

"You can"

In the blood mist, a figure belonging to Ma Ling gradually emerged.

He lowered his head, looked at the eyeballs in his hand, and put a few eyeballs into his mouth.

As the sound of chewing sounded, Ma Ling slowly raised her head.

The bloody juice flowed down the corner of his mouth, and a round of flame patterns belonging to the King of Disaster appeared on his forehead.

An unparalleled breath of flame rose.

"You can think so beautiful!"
Chapter completed!