White light finally appeared on the sixth floor!
Strands of white light came in from the densely packed holes. Where the white light gathered was a black stone. On a wooden chair sat a woman in a black dress with loose silver-white hair, with a black butterfly resting on her fingertips.
At this time, the butterfly's wings were folded, and its six legs were stepping on her fingers. She lowered her eyes, and her long hair fell down and fell on the floor along her dress. She lowered her eyes, and there was a black pattern between her eyebrows. Her slightly tilted face showed a lazy expression, but with a bit of divinity.
"Are you the goddess?" Jiang Cangyu asked in a respectful tone.
The goddess, who was thinking about other things, finally came back to her senses, raised her eyes and glanced at them, revealing her charming face: "You are really capable to be able to go up to the sixth floor."
She spoke in a light tone, making it hard to tell what she was feeling at the moment.
When Jiang Cangyu saw the goddess' face, a trace of surprise and admiration flashed in his eyes. He still waited respectfully and said, "We can break this formation, you can go out, but you are now possessed by the devil. I know you still retain your rationality, but since you are possessed by the devil, the risk factor is high. You can no longer stay in Yuanzhou Continent to harm others."
The goddess listened to her quietly, the butterfly in her hand fluttering its wings: "I can't stay in Yuanzhou Continent? Then where can I stay? I am in this state now because of you people in Yuanzhou Continent, especially your Xingyuan Sect, the culprit. Of course, so much time has passed now, and the old woman who harmed me has long been dead, but the resentment in my heart is still there! What do you think I can do? !!"
When she spoke the latter part, her tone suddenly became sharp, and the butterfly that had originally landed on her fingertips sensed her owner's anger and flew into the air.
As she became more angry, pairs of densely packed red eyes appeared on the wall.
There are many ghosts.
This was the only thought in their minds. If they continued to fight those ghosts, it would be even more difficult to save energy to fight the fallen goddess later.
Jiang Cangyu gripped the hilt of the sword tightly: "What do you want?"
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