Hearing Zhou Yu's stop, Li Qinglong and Wing King paused in their steps and turned back.
"Zhou Yu, what's the matter?"
Li Qinglong asked.
Zhou Yu frowned tightly and said:
"The blood-colored token in Ao Qingzhou's hand is probably not just for teleportation."
"Therefore, don't chase a desperate enemy!"
"Besides, the effects of the True Martial Explosion Pill on you two are about to wear off."
As soon as Zhou Yu finished speaking, he saw both Li Qinglong and Wing King's faces turn pale; the terrifying Gang Jin brought by the pill medicine dissipated instantly within them.
Li Qinglong and Wing King staggered, almost falling.
However, they managed to steady themselves.
Li Qinglong smiled bitterly.
"Damn, I almost forgot about that."
"I almost thought I had really advanced to the Fifth Grade King Realm."
Wing King also wiped his cold sweat and said:
"Thankfully, Mr. Zhou reminded us in time."
"Otherwise, even if we caught up with him, we'd be heading to our deaths."
