C814 Mists

"Damn it, what should we do now?" A cultivator saw this scene and spoke with a gloomy expression. He clearly did not expect that such a scene would occur in this cave.

"Do I have to use that move?" As he looked at the misty-blue clothed youth, he thought in his heart.

He had a treasure in his hand that was specifically used to protect against this sort of fog poison, but it only had one effect