C666 Capture of Evil Spirits

"Junior, why would you disturb my cultivation?"

Just as Zhang Jike's Fire Dragon was about to land on Meng Yao's body, a black mist billowed out from Meng Yao's mouth and nose.

Following that, the black mist twisted and spiraled together, transforming into a tall and sturdy figure of a shadow.

The shadow slapped Zhang Jike's Dao Fire away and roared sinisterly