C42 Hidden in the Fog

Lu Yang looked at the Magical Beast, which was slowly closing in on him in an arc. He still had a calm and composed expression on his face.

He stood still and was not in a hurry to charge forward. He clenched his hand and a cold longsword appeared in his hand as a strange light flashed.

"First grade spirit weapon?"

Zhou Shao's eyes lit up.

Luo Shan said