Luo Lang looked at the black beetles that were running away in a flurry and smiled gently. He didn't care which one was Zuo Ming's life bug. All he needed to do was to kill all these black beetles.
He stretched his hand and the mist around him immediately flew towards the black beetles. The black beetles started escaping frantically. Their primal instinct told them that the mist would kill them in an instant.
The entire situation took a turn. At first, Luo Lang was the one being chased by the black beetles. Now, the black beetles were the ones running away.
"What is this poisonous mist made up of?" Angel Zhi, who was sitting beside Midnight Rider, asked. Among all of them, only the Midnight Rider had exchanged blows with Luo Tianhua, which meant that he was the only one who could provide some explanation.
Midnight Rider glanced at him before pulling a small section of his sword out of its sheath, revealing the black blade.