Angering the black Sect to death

"Don 't! How can you not count on me? Didn't you still want me to help you? Besides, I only did that to make you more vigilant ..."

It was too late for the old monk to regret now. It was useless to say anything.

However, the black mist was getting thicker and thicker, and Li Tian had no time to care about the old monk.

Fortunately, the black blood that flowed out of the old monk didn't seem to have any effect on his combat strength. However, the black blood that flowed out quickly turned into wisps of black smoke. The black smoke quickly merged with the black mist.

"Li Tian, if this continues, we'll be killed by the black mist sooner or later. What do you think we should do?"

The old monk begged Li Tian as he realized that it was getting harder and harder to avoid the black mist.

Li Tian's eyebrows twitched. This old monk had never been so obedient since he had met him.

However, Li Tian had been thinking about this question. He frowned and said,"