"Young Master Fang!"
Gushe Qingyao and Fang Lian cried out in alarm at the sight.
They had never expected their opponent to possess such a means.
"What treasure is that? It actually sucked Young Master Fang inside! No, I have to rescue him!"
Fang Lian could not help moving to jump off the Seven-Colored Rainbow Bird, but Gushe Qingyao hurriedly caught her. "Don't move yet!"
The shadows on the ground twisted, and the figure of the shadow demon Night Owl gradually emerged.
He pressed one hand against Jiao Zhong's back and drew his own shadow over with the other, pouring in tremendous spirit essence. As though given new life, Jiao Zhong reattached his body and climbed to his feet.
"It hurts... it really hurts!" Jiao Zhong bared his teeth and sucked in a sharp breath.
"Fellow Daoist Jiao, bear with it. We're not out of danger yet!" Night Owl raised his head and looked toward Gushe Qingyao and the others.
"True. I really almost died just now..." A trace of darkness flashed through Jiao Zhong's eyes. His face filled with killing intent as he stood up again and condensed his war sabers.
"Now that they've landed, they can dodge and maneuver much more easily than in the air. We need to find an opening before striking. Calm down, too. Young Master Fang is so powerful that even if he's been drawn into the pagoda, his opponent can't do anything to him. He's merely trapped..." Gushe Qingyao told Fang Lian calmly.
Fang Lian paused, then said, "You're absolutely right, Immortal Maiden Gushe."
Now that she had calmed down, she also set aside her worries about Fang Qianyuan.
But just as she prepared to fight their opponents, a thunderous rumble suddenly came from the sky. Then a dark shape swooped down, sweeping