"Swish, swish, swish—"
One frog bubble after another, like a series of artillery shells, charged toward the Qian State Prefecture army and the Zen Heart Dragon Palace disciples.
In an instant.
Looking around, the sky was already filled with orange frog bubbles.
A pungent odor permeated the entire area.
"Use Spiritual Power to isolate breathing. The frog bubbles are poisonous, and now that they've gathered in such numbers, the emitted odor also contains toxins," Qin Chen quickly said.
"Retreat, all of you."
Gao Lin climbed up from the ground and immediately shouted.
The Zen Heart Dragon Palace disciples couldn't hold them off initially, and with so many orange frogs appearing now, they were naturally even less of a match.
Besides, they had no desire to entangle with the disciples of the Zen Heart Dragon Palace.
Jian Baishan's face also turned somewhat grim. The sudden surge of orange frogs completely disrupted his plans.
