In the world of immortality, Mo Tanxiao, the last generation saint son of the Ghost Refining Sect, was walking in the world of immortality in the era when the immortals were ascending. He suffered from the inheritance of the Ghost Refining Sect, suffered from being penniless, and suffered from tragic encounters...
"Why... Why? Why didn't anyone tell me that there is no longer a sect of ghost cultivators in the world! Master! You tricked me!!!"
Yun Mo had runny nose and tears, holding the three remaining waste spiritual stones tremblingly, looking up to the sky with a bitter smile, crying bitterly!
"Um... Fellow Taoist, are you okay?"
Mo Tanxiao returned to normal instantly, with a warm smile on his face.
"Haha, it doesn't matter, fellow Taoist, it was my second personality that was causing trouble just now, and I have suppressed him."
"Ah! Fellow Taoist, you have schizophrenia!"
Mo Tanxiao shook his head slightly, his eyes vicissitudes of life and deep.
"Do you know the peerless ghost emperor? I... Am!"
