Old Qi saw the situation and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, comforting, "Sick Tiger is fine, don't worry!"
The White Ape was also somewhat surprised when it saw that figure, "It seems that the mist not only resists the pressure but also enhances your physical defense quite a bit, or else you would have died already!"
"Sigh!" The White Ape sighed, "It seems that getting that human will take some more effort!"
As soon as the words fell.
The five-meter-tall figure of the White Ape suddenly vanished, disappearing without a trace.
"At Sick Tiger's place!"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone looked in the direction of Xu Binghu.
They saw a massive white figure standing in front of him, holding a black stone rod, which emitted waves of black air, like an invincible demon statue.
"Since this mist can enhance your defense, can it withstand the shock?"
After speaking.
