C702 A Golden Toad

Six, six, six, six, six golden toads.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Yang asked hastily.

Ghost Dragon didn't answer. His body was like a phantom, disappearing from the forest in an instant.

The experts of Myriad Demon Sect that gathered in the sky had disappeared. It was dead silent, and the forest was deserted.

A crescent moon hung high in the east sky, and a few bright stars surrounded it