“Alright!”
Old Ox had been waiting for this shout.
His figure flickered, and purple clouds spread thickly.
“Get out of the way! That bastard’s up to some dirty trick again!”
“Careful, that cloud is poisonous!”
The group of demons who had surrounded Old Ox all shouted in unison.
The Purple Cloud Ox clan was famous for their mastery of poison, especially this shameless treacherous demon.
Everyone in the demon clans already knew this.
The few who still dared to surround him at this moment were all poison experts in their own right.
Bang bang bang...
Just as their voices fell, a series of loud bangs rang out within a hundred zhang radius outside.
Turning their heads, they saw over a hundred demon kings collapsing one after another.
Their skin was dark purple, and froth spilled from their mouths.
Clearly, they had been hit by something!
“Hehe!” Old Ox laughed, “You think I still just poison through spirit transmission like before? Long ago I mastered wind, frost, snow, mist, dew, earth, grass, and wood—nothing is beyond me! Ha ha... so what if I use this thick fog to block out the sky?”
Just now, he deliberately showed the purple clouds to attract attention and make them cautious.