The Unparalleled Fist God
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Woosh!
The power was like a vortex that spread throughout the forest.
The black mist was expelled.
Lu Jian and his party were somewhat surprised. The other party's strength had indeed exceeded their expectations. And for some reason, they had a strange feeling that a calamity had descended upon them.
However, the Ba Country's ghost aura was restrained.
"The black mist has dispersed." Bei Fang immediately said.
"Request for help now."
The other three did not hesitate at all and used their own methods they had to seek for help.
Perhaps there had been some delay just now, but at this moment, four forces soared into the sky and flew towards Kunlun.
"I hope it's not too late," Lu Jian said, looking at the distant Ghost Gate.
Whether or not the Ghost Gate would be shattered in the end was another story.
Boom!
Crack!
At that moment, they heard a shattering sound.
The Ghost Gate was filled with cracks.