a singer in the quagmire

although the zombie flower was considered a sacred medicine, it was still a sacred medicine.

however, to non-venomous species, it was a highly toxic substance.

16,000 years. at this age, even the king of holy beasts would be poisoned to death.

if a mid-to low-level mythical creature accidentally ate it, even if it didn't die on the spot, it would definitely suffer irreversible damage and lose more than half of its combat power.

" this is the advantage of the forbidden zone. risk and opportunity co-exist. "

bai wushang let out a breath of turbid air and listened attentively, but the decadent sound had stopped for some reason.

" be careful, the singer might have discovered us. if their cultivation level is higher than ours, i'll use my wooden staff to cover our retreat and summon xiao ci to escape. "

"got it, got it!" the little rabbit nodded repeatedly, its two ears twitching. for the time being, there was no sense of impending death.