Soon, a large area of the sky was covered in smoke.
Zhu Xianyang was completely submerged in the smoke.
A wild laughter came from inside."
"Originally, this was a big gift that you would only receive after a while.
Now, please be the first batch of experiencers to experience it.
Let me see how long a dignified Type 8 can resist against a Silver Star Worm.
Hahahaha…"
Zhu Xianyang's laughter became more and more ethereal.
Instead, the strange smoke became thicker and denser.
The area it covered also became wider and wider.
It quickly spread in all directions.
Seeing this scene, Hong Wei could not help but frown slightly.
He raised his hand and created a gust of wind.
The strong wind kicked up sand and stones.
Even the trees on the ground were instantly destroyed.
However, after coming into contact with the smoke.
However, it did not blow away even a trace.
It was as if the entire cloud of smoke existed in another space.
