"Not good! We've been poisoned. " Jiang Yingjun's expression changed.
Just as he was about to stand up, his body went soft and he followed closely behind the soldiers, falling to the ground.
In just a few short breaths.
The 20,000 soldiers were all lying on the ground, unable to move. They had lost all their spiritual energy and could only watch.
Seeing li Dao sitting there safe and sound, Jiang Ying Jun blurted out,"you're not poisoned?"
Looking at them, li Dao was very satisfied with the result.
He threw away the pancake in his hand and stood up from the rock.
"The heavenly evil ultimate Yin powder is indeed worthy of its name. It is colorless and odorless. Once poisoned, one will lose all spiritual power and strength, and lose the ability to move."
He looked at Jiang Yingjun with a sinister smile.
"How's the taste?"
"You did it!" Jiang Yingjun was surprisingly calm.
His gaze was cold.
"Not bad!" Li Dao generously admitted.