The Battle of the Black Swamp

Just as the blood spirit flower was in despair, countless crows flew into the green poisonous fog.

Crows, magical energy creatures, were not afraid of the green poisonous fog of the green poisonous toad at all.

The crows flapped their wings, and the green poisonous fog was blown away.

The blood spirit flower was saved!

"Toad! I didn't look for you, but you came looking for me!"

Flanders was angry. How dare you touch my precious flower.

Are you kidding me? If you kill the little lower, how am I, Flanders, going to lead the team in the future?

"Scarecrow, this is not the place for you to come. Leave!"

"If you don't leave, then leave with your life!"

After the green poison toad finished speaking, without giving Flanders any time to react, it spat out a mouthful of green poison at Flanders.

However, Flanders had already seen through everything. He had already released the Cursed Scarecrow a long time ago.