Coming back to his senses.
Black Dragon Saint tapped his foot and quickly rushed upstairs.
"This silly kid!" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head and laughed.
No need to look, the top two floors must also be empty.
At this moment, he took out a panda cigarette, sat down on the stone bench, and waited for Black Dragon Saint's arrival.
A few minutes later.
"Ah! Damn bald monks, how dare you toy with us like this, I will destroy your Scripture Pavilion!" Suddenly, an angry roar rang out from the third floor.
Boom!
Immediately following that, a powerful explosion sounded.
The stairs were blasted open with a large hole, and Black Dragon Saint rushed out from within.
Holding a black long halberd, he struck down aggressively.
Boom boom boom...
A few minutes later, the intact Scripture Pavilion was directly reduced to rubble by Black Dragon Saint.
Whoosh!
Black Dragon Saint put away the black long halberd and his figure flashed and landed beside Zhang Xiaohao.
