"Really a bunch of idle pricks who are alive and well! Then I won't be polite with you!"
Wang Chao's gaze suddenly became sharp.
Wang Chao was completely angered by this group of idiots who were rushing to their death, these people were a nuisance even when alive!
"All of you go to hell!"
He yelled coldly into the air.
Then, terrifying and strange things started happening.
This group of people suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing. It seemed like a shadow was shuttling among them, its movements extremely fast, making one doubt whether it was a human or a hallucination.
Suddenly, a chorus of cries and howls began to rise.
After a while, that shadow suddenly vanished.
Before anyone could react, that shadow had thoroughly disappeared from sight.
"There really are ghosts! There really are ghosts!"
Mountain King looked at Wang Chao with fear, said horrifiedly, his eyes wide open, panting heavily, and then fainted again.
