The person who was supposed to kill me is hanging in mid-air, blood dripping down.
What's happening?
Lin Yang was a bit confused.
The next moment, he was even more astonished, because the terrifying monster beast instantly turned into a flash.
Then all the other nine disciples of Red Immortal Mountain fell to the ground, dead.
"That's twenty!"
Ling Xiao dropped the corpse, murmuring to himself.
It's a bit unfortunate that none of them wore Storage Rings when entering the trial in Ghost Prison.
Probably worried about dying inside.
Only a few confident and strong martial artists like Sha Hai, Cheng Feiying, and Luo Yunsheng wear them.
"Boss!"
Although he couldn't recognize the monster in front of him, Lin Yang could identify its voice.
"Hmm, it's me."
Originally, Ling Xiao didn't trust Lin Yang much, so he never told Lin Yang about some of his matters.
