Therefore, they had to think of a way to cross it as soon as possible. This way, even if they could not get the Thunder mystical vine in the end, they would not return empty-handed.
It was dusk, and the sky was gray, but Lin Yi could still see the setting sun. He couldn't help but wonder what that gray thing was.
It did not look like Sea Fog, nor was it the miasma fog unique to the southern island. If one looked carefully, one could see a trace of blood in it, giving people the feeling that it was a cloud layer soaked in blood.
This was not impossible. After all, this was an ancient battlefield. Even if it lacked everything, it would definitely not lack blood Qi and death Qi.
Suddenly, Huo yudie, who was in front of him, fell to the ground without any warning.
