Huo Tianzun nodded sharply upon hearing Qianxun's words, "Let's go!"
The next moment, he summoned Diao Ling.
Diao Ling quickly soared into the air, then carried Qianxun and Huo Tianzun towards their destination.
When they arrived, what they saw were gusts of black wind.
Meanwhile, more than a dozen towering Ghost Kings radiating dark red light were voraciously devouring ghosts emerging from the Ghost Gate.
The more ghosts they devoured, the taller they grew.
Seeing this, Qianxun's face darkened, "Yanzhi, this is bad, these Ghost Kings are already stronger than the ones Taoist Yun cultivated!"
The Ghost Kings Taoist Yun once cultivated had also devoured other ghosts.
But the number of ghosts they consumed compared to these dozen Ghost Kings was simply insignificant!
Huo Tianzun squinted slightly upon hearing this, then immediately took out his phone to notify nearby members of the Mystical Sect to come over.
