Lei Hu turned his head and glanced at Mo Lin, scoffing coldly, "You're just putting on a show."
Ji Blood looked in Mo Lin's direction, his brow furrowed tightly.
"Run!"
Ji Blood shouted to Lei Hu.
Lei Hu's pupils widened. It was the first time he had seen Ji Blood display such a panicked expression.
"Hurry up and leave!" Ji Blood shouted again.
Even if Lei Hu were foolish, he understood that something was amiss.
Although he didn't know what Mo Lin was up to, it was definitely dangerous.
Lei Hu turned to flee without hesitation.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Mo Lin's figure changed drastically. He was clad in a blue Daoist robe, wearing an official hat, and wielding an unknown long sword.
Mo Lin borrowed the power of Celestial Master Zhong Kui.
Last time, Mo Lin used this move to kill the Three Nightmare Immortals.
Lei Hu felt a chill in his heart.
"Is that Celestial Master Zhong Kui? Inviting a ghost possession?"
