The flagpole is also crumbling.

At this moment, there is not a single usable thing on the entire altar.

"Oh shit!"

"The glorious Yangyang, the sun rises in the east. If you encounter a curse, you will die. If you encounter a curse, you will die. I worship the Northern Emperor and stand to kill the ominous ones. All ghosts and monsters will leave my list. What dare I do? Water cannot drown. Water can invade the three realms.

Within, I am the only strong one."

puff!

A mouthful of reverse blood spit out from Zhong Fabai's mouth, and his face turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the Taoist priest smiled, not forcefully, and all his emotions came from the sincerity:

"Hahaha, I am a poor man who does not have enough magical power, his virtue is not matched, and his skills are beyond his ability. Although he is facing backlash, he finally succeeded."

"I learned skills at the age of five and caught countless ghosts. I will not allow any fish to slip through the net today!"

"Afan, hurry up and take the talisman I just gave you, pick up the Jihu Sword and go to the ghost world with Jin McGee. This is the best opportunity, hurry up!"

"If we wait until the Hungry Ghost Festival, everything will be..."
Chapter completed!