the Fang Tianhua halberd, and his true demon bottle reappeared. Di Yao drew his thumb across his index finger, and a crimson blood bead popped into the true demon bottle. The true demon bottle seemed...th hatred. At this time, the two water spirits were just enveloped in the formation. If Yuan Tianfang wanted to break out forcefully, Xiao Jinlei wouldn't mind giving him a lesson. The recent turmoil...