Ling Yun looked at the surviving ghost man and sneered.

"I always keep my word. You can rest assured that I will not kill you."

Ling Yun narrowed his eyes, looked at the ghost man and sneered.

Hearing this, the man from the ghost clan seemed to have seen the sunshine, and the fear of death had disappeared.

However, just as he was happily preparing to get up, a palm print came over at some point and slapped it in his dantian.

"puff!"

After vomiting a large mouthful of blood, the man from the ghost flew backwards.

"No!"

"My cultivation level!"

"If you destroy my cultivation, you might as well kill me!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

The man roared in despair.

He didn't expect Ling Yun would actually destroy his cultivation. What's the difference between this and killing him?

In this fairy world, if you don’t have cultivation, it’s better to die directly.

"This place is called Guihai Town. I let you live, so I want you to see how all the ghost tribes in this town die at the hands of me!"
Chapter completed!