"Kill them! Kill them!"

The purple butterfly's good-looking face has been deformed with anger. She roars angrily and corruptly. Where the Taoists dare to disobey orders, they rush towards us in fear. I clenched the Buddha and looked coldly at the purple butterflies in front of me, while the seven Taoists were already standing in front of me to help me withstand the attack of these young men. I looked at the purple butterfly from afar, and we both knew that the most important thing at the moment was my battle with her.

"Jiangcheng!"

Suddenly she shouted and rushed at me on her own initiative. This time, instead of using...