When the Great Dao saw that Zhan Wuya had seen through his predicament at a glance, the killing intent in his heart intensified. "Leng Yao, if I can kill you once, so I can kill you a second time! This time, without Leng Yao and the Sky Dragon interfering, you are alone and helpless. What can you use to fight me?"
With that said, the big figure was enveloped by the blood-colored starlight and turned into the Bewitching Butterfly again.
As he flapped his wings, the Light of Slaughter sprinkled down. Just as he was about to trap Zhan Wuya, he heard a deafening dragon roar flying over from the Central Pagoda. At the same time, a holy light lit up the Central Pagoda and the entire Dark Night Abyss.
Zhan Wuya and the Bewitching Butterfly raised their heads at the same time to look at the Central Pagoda. They saw a man in a… floral shirt and a pair of leather sandals standing at the corner of the tower.
The man had a square face and bold eyebrows.
