Jun Mohuang Lost 3
編輯: Atlas Studios
"Hurry, darling Mystic Butterfly, sprinkle some white powder. These Spirit Stones will be mine."
Feng Yunqi's eyes were focused. Upon seeing the appearance of the Mystic Butterfly, he clenched his fists excitedly and chanted.
But as the saying goes, extreme joy begets sorrow. Mystic Butterfly's usual victory did not carry over in this competition.
Before the Scarlet Lion's sharp claws reached it, the Mystic Butterfly flapped its wings as usual and shook off a large amount of white powder onto the Scarlet Lion.
The Scarlet Lion sneezed after being sprinkled all over, but it did not go crazy and attack itself like the previous few demons.
The claw that was reaching for the Mystic Butterfly did not stop at all.
The Mystic Butterfly obviously did not expect its white powder to fail. After being stunned for two seconds, it hurriedly flapped its wings and dodged the Scarlet Lion's claws.