C792 The Emperors Talent

"Ah!"

A furious roar came from the rear of the Heavenly Falling Star Warship.

Chen Chu turned his head and saw a gray poisonous fog filling the void.

"Shit! This poison is a little strong!" The Wuyi Black Pig stuck two fingers into his own nostrils and retreated crazily.

This poisonous fog had corroded the surrounding void.

The void was corroded, and then it quickly recovered