C345 Sacred Blood Ice Spirit Grass

"I think they haven't left the Dragon Fang Valley yet."

Luo Hao stood in the air as the wind feather created gusts of wind, continuously forcing the miasma that was sweeping towards him back, pollution that was within three meters of Luo Hao.

Thinking back to the previous route the two had taken, it was towards the depths of Dragon Fang Valley