The faces of the golden-robed group involved in the fight brightened upon seeing the arrival of the five golden-robed youths.
"Junior Brother Chen!"
"Brother Liang!"
The five golden-robed youths who had arrived charged into the fray.
Originally evenly matched, the battle tilted in favor of the golden-robed group with the joining of the five youths, putting the Poison Scorpion Yellow Robe side at a disadvantage.
At this rate, in less than an hour, the Poison Scorpion Yellow Robe side would inevitably be defeated.
Huang Xiaolong's gaze focused on a crimson-colored small grass on the cliff in front of the valley.
The small grass was entirely crimson, emitting a faint flame, with a small exquisite flame fruit growing on its top.
Mystic Mother True Yang Herb!
Huang Xiaolong's face showed delight.
It seemed both sides were fighting over this Mystic Mother True Yang Herb.
