"No, don't!"
"Little benefactor, please stop!"
Feeling the threat of death, the ugly old woman and Hui Zhen both lost their composure and screamed in unison.
Chi!
The domineering golden finger pressed down upon the two of them.
It crushed them into a shower of blood, which fell to the ground.
Hum!
Having dealt with the two of them, Zhang Xiaohao's body shuddered, as though something was about to break free from within.
"Could it be the power of the Heavenly Dao Pill kicking in?" Zhang Xiaohao frowned and muttered.
Without another thought, with a flick of his finger, the golden Divine Dragon beneath his feet spun around nimbly in the air.
It zapped into Ye Wuming's consciousness like lightning.
Plop!
Having done all this, Zhang Xiaohao fell from the sky and landed on the ground.
His buttocks burst into bloom with pain, oh how it hurt!
