C1306 The Art of Luring the Enemy

Nangong Wenteng and Mo Ninuo glanced at each other, then flew to a place not far away and sat down cross-legged, waiting quietly.

Time slowly passed.

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.

On this day, the Sword-tao Avatar suddenly flew out of Zhan Tianming's body. He looked at Nangong Wenteng and Mo Ninuo with a smile on his face.

"Gentlemen, I have already begun to fuse the seal