Rumble.
The Heaven-Flipping Ghost City trembled under the power, but no matter how strong the Ghost Qi of the Ghost Lord was, under the suppression of the Five Finger Mountain, it had no ability to resist at all!
He was forced back.
Even a soul-piercing shout came from the coffin, like a roar from the soul.
With a thunderous crash, the Five Finger Mountain completely suppressed the coffin within the Ghost City.
Eternally suppressing it on the coffin of the Heaven-Flipping Ghost Lord.
So that he could never rise again!
At this moment, the world was silent.
No one expected such an outcome.
The man in the black cloak stood there, stunned.
He was speechless for a long time; he never imagined that what seemed to be a sure thing could be ruined by Li Changqing like this.
What exactly was that mountain?
There had never been such a Buddha Treasure heard of in the world.
How could this Buddha Treasure even suppress the Heaven-Flipping Ghost Lord?
