Departure (3)

The black sword watched from the side in fear. It had never seen such a lunatic before.

However, what shocked it even more was that the monster-like human had actually absorbed the golden fog into the black stone slab.

"Hahaha! Let's go!"

Jiang Ming's eyes and nose were bleeding. However, he did not care. Before the overwhelming fog hit him, he suddenly grabbed the black sword, turned around, and rushed into the crevice.

After returning to the fog passage, Jiang Ming did not look back and flew upward at full speed.

"Eh? There seems to be someone behind us?" Vaguely, Jiang Ming seemed to have noticed that there were two figures behind him, who were also running back from the depths of the passage.

"Yan Chixia! Stop!"

The two figures at the back immediately recognized the person in front of them and roared excitedly.