"Here they come!" Duan Changzai exclaimed.
"Good timing!" Lu Zheng shouted softly, shaking the White Cloud Banner in his hand, enveloping the four of them in dense white clouds, which quickly wiped out the black mist that was close by.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The hundreds of golden lines looked grand and majestic, but upon contact with the white cloud, the cloud near the golden lines quickly turned black, emitting a peculiar fragrance before turning into black smoke and dissipating.
Such powerful poison!
The fine black water waves coming from the south were equally formidable, with specks of emerald sand sparkling with a faint green glow, clearly not of the right path.
All are masters of poison!
Until now, Lu Zheng had never encountered such potent poison; even though he hadn't exerted his full strength, the quality of the Innate Cloud Qi here was still continuously breached from both sides.
