"Who is this guy?" The group of undead souls were all startled when they saw Mu Bai.

Mubai now occupies the body of a plane merchant and possesses the breath of life, which greatly surprises these undead spirits.

"What are you doing here?" Mu Bai walked up to a handsome young man with black hair and asked with a smile.

The young man frowned and said, "Are you a plane merchant? What are you doing here?"

Mu Bai said: "I just happened to pass by."

The young man said: "We are going to have a decisive battle with a group of bandits here. If you don't want to die, just leave quickly."

"Oh?" Mu Bai was surprised and asked curiously: "What on earth is going on?"

The young man didn't seem to want to say more, but seeing Mu Bai's curious look, he couldn't help but speak. Just when he was about to speak, a billowing black cloud suddenly floated in the sky in front of him.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of bandits armed to the teeth surrounded Mubai and others.

"Damn it, you bunch of blind people dare to come to me to ask for someone, why don't you even ask for my name, the Great Spirit King!"

A tall middle-aged man, nearly ten meters tall, walked out from the group of bandits with tiger steps, pointed at the group of undead in front of him, and cursed angrily.

This middle-aged man holds a five-meter-long sword in his right hand and a round divine shield in his left hand. He is wearing golden divine armor and artifact-level equipment, all of which are of a very high level.

"The late-level Lord God with a transformed soul!"

When he saw the giant spirit king, Mu Bai looked shocked and secretly thought that he was unlucky. Not long after he came out, he got involved in this incident.

"Djinn!"

Among the undead, a mighty middle-aged man with a giant gun on his shoulder walked to the opposite side of the giant spirit king, stared at him coldly with a pair of cold eyes and said: "If you don't let my sister go, you won't be able to leave alive today.

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The aura of this middle-aged man is comparable to that of the giant dragon king, and he is obviously the leader of this group of undead.

"Let them go!"

"Let them go quickly!"

The group of undead spirits raised their artifacts and shouted.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense, and a war could break out at any time.

"Wait a minute."

A voice that was inconsistent with the atmosphere of the scene came from the undead.

Everyone was stunned, looking at Mu Bai walking out of the crowd.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man carrying the giant ice gun looked at Mu Bai who was walking next to him with a surprised look on his face.
Chapter completed!