By the last few words, the voice had become weaker.

Obviously the person who spoke out can no longer support it.

After this brutal roar, there was no more movement inside.

Only the thick fog is still thick and calm.

However, when everyone looked at the calm mist, they subconsciously felt a chill in their hearts.

One hundred people.

This hundred-man team was not an ordinary soldier, but a hundred high-level cultivators with considerable strength. They rushed into the thick fog, and in the end they only shouted out this warning. The tyranny of this mountain's poisonous fog was shocking.

Terrible and chilling!

The face of the purple-robed old man also became ugly. He stared at the Misty Mountain for a long time, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Ziwu!"

A capable young man who had been standing behind him stood up in one step.

"Put on your armor, and use your spiritual power to form a second line of defense inside. Go in as quickly as possible to check the situation. Don't linger too long, and don't rush to try the intensity of the poisonous mist. Come out immediately after entering!" the purple-robed old man said slowly.

It is advisable to teach on a gentle ground.

"Yes, sir."

The young man named Ziwu quickly took off his outer robe and put on the same armor as the previous hundred people. He walked step by step in front of the thick fog and suddenly took a deep breath of cold air.

Immediately, Ziwu's whole body turned into a ray of light, a ray of lightning, and rushed into the thick fog.

"Saint Level 4." Ye Xiao thought in his heart.

It seemed that only a short breath had passed, and the lightning flashed again. Ziwu, who had just rushed in, rushed out again. Puyi escaped from the poisonous mist, and his whole body rolled on the ground...

As far as the eye can see, all the armor on this man's body has been corroded to the point where very little is left. There are countless spots that have been corroded on his body and face. Although this man stayed in the poisonous mist for a short time,

The erosion damage suffered has spread all over the body, so he was rolling on the ground as soon as he came out. On the one hand, he was in unbearable pain, and on the other hand, he hoped to use the underground soil to wipe away the erosion injuries on his body...

The purple-robed old man stepped forward, pressed his hands, and forcibly stopped the man from rolling. He raised his toes and kicked Ziwu's body into the air. Then there was a flash of light, and a knife flashed continuously...

…

In the same blink of an eye, hundreds of blood clots were cut off from Ziwu's body.

Those places were all corroded. The old man in purple robe had excellent eyesight and his sword skills were extremely stable and accurate. All the places on Ziwu's body that showed wounds due to corrosion were all cut open to the flesh.

It had to be clean, and in some places, even the bones had been cut out ruthlessly.

Blood splattered.

All the dug-out flesh and blood only stayed on the ground for a moment, and then turned into pus.

Seeing that there were no corrosive wounds on Ziwu's body, the old man put the knife away and stuffed a whole bottle of pills into his mouth.

Every wound on the body was quickly covered with wound medicine.

After another long time, Na Ziwu finally stopped twitching and opened his eyes, but he was still sweating profusely in pain.

"Sir, inside..." Ziwu said with a pale face: "The corrosive poison of the poisonous mist in this mountain is far beyond imagination. The moment the subordinates entered, the self-protection of the armor was broken, leaving almost no room for resistance.

The protective spiritual power of my subordinates did not have much effect, but it was corroded and broken... The hundred people who entered before, about a hundred feet further ahead, have all turned into bones, and no one was spared..."

After barely finishing the last sentence, he fainted immediately.
Chapter completed!