The black fog is not a real fog, but a demonic barrier.

There are wind, rain, thunder and lightning, as well as evil emotions and desires, which can corrode people's spirit and body.

Unfortunately, all this has no effect on Tang Xiaobao.

The black fog cleared.

Tang Xiaobao is still Tang Xiaobao.

He stood there as if nothing had changed at all.

If there was a change, it was just that his expression became more composed, and there was a bit more sarcasm on his face.

Tuntian was a little dumbfounded.

It has never looked down upon Tang Xiaobao.

To be able to find this place, Tang Xiaobao is certainly not an ordinary person.

However, even the black mist it sprayed could not harm Tang Xiaobao, which shocked him a little.

"Are there any other moves?"

Tang Xiaobao asked with a smile.

Tuntian was still confused.

How could this happen?
Chapter completed!