The purple poison fog enveloped Lin Chen, and those blood-red threads that had strangled Zhang Kaisheng and the others once again appeared around Lin Chen, rapidly converging in an attempt to strangle him.
Facing these blood-red threads, Lin Chen's expression also turned solemn. He fully operated the Primordial Transformation Art, and then released his Spiritual Power, forming a layer of pale yellow flame armor on the surface of his body.
The blood-red threads touched the flame armor and were instantly ignited and severed, turning into ash. Not only that, the surrounding purple poison fog also quickly dissipated, as if encountering a natural enemy.
"Your poison is indeed strong, but unfortunately, it's useless against me," Lin Chen said.
Lin Chen leaped forward to Jia Shaluo's front, looking at the stunning beauty before him without the slightest sympathy, he struck out with a palm.
