C1723 Restraint

"Open!"

Wu Mu, who had turned into a ball of Black Fogs, suddenly shouted in a low voice.

The nearby Death Hell powerhouses' movements froze. Rays of green light appeared on their bodies, and thorns that were emitting Poisonous Fogs appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around them.

"Wu Mu!"

In an instant, these few experts from the Death Hell realized something and roared furiously