"If I want to leave, no one can stop me," Xiao Zheng said calmly. Since rescuing Evil Eyes was not possible for now, there was no need to fight Prince Harren to the death here.
Prince Harren flapped his wings, flying into the air and looking down at Xiao Zheng, he said coldly, "Then try it."
Xiao Zheng looked at the poisonous fog in the swamp ahead, took a deep breath, and suddenly dashed forward, vanishing into it.
"Hmm?"
Harren was taken aback. The toxicity of this fog was extremely potent; Xiao Zheng had actually charged right into it. Was he not afraid of being eroded by the poison?
However, Harren soon noticed that within the poisonous fog, a golden light flashed, cutting a straight golden line, like a golden arrow, shooting straight out.
"I understand now!"
Harren exclaimed, "Evil God is using his Gang Qi to resist the erosion of the poisonous fog. Although this consumes a lot, once he escapes, it will be difficult to catch up with him again. What a decisive person!"
