"Taotie, attack!"
Although Zhao Yi decided to cover for the Dog Head Gold Seal for ten breaths, he definitely couldn't take the field himself.
Raise a dog for a thousand days, use it for one moment.
For the past few years, Taotie ate and drank his fill, and now, at the critical moment, it's time to let him out for a stroll.
The main thing is, Zhao Yi doesn't practice cultivation, and fighting purely relies on physical strength.
If it were a human opponent, it would be manageable, and Zhao Yi could force himself to take action.
But these otherworldly monsters are really too foul.
Even a hundred miles away, Zhao Yi was nearly choked by the stench in the air.
If he encountered them head-on, Zhao Yi would be so disgusted he wouldn't be able to eat for a month.
The ten breaths time Zhao Yi estimated before was based on Taotie's speed.
If Xu Yue'Er wasn't so incompetent, rushing forward just to throw her life away, Zhao Yi would definitely have thrown her out too.
Roar!
