章節 1855: Miscalculation

Suddenly, Fang Heng sensed something and looked up at the entrance of the encampment.

"Whoosh!"

A holy pillar of light shot into the sky!

"Boom!!!"

Dense Holy Light shone and spread out rapidly, causing the black fog to dissipate!

What the hell!

Even though he was deep within the Mundt Gang, Fang Heng could still perceive the violent holy power fluctuations erupting in the distance.

What exactly happened over there?

The others also sensed the fluctuations that erupted outside the base, and they were shocked.

The Holy Light that followed the explosion seemed to have been stimulated, and the black fog that enveloped the depths of the Mundt Gang's base also caused violent fluctuations!

The black fog was guided, and like a floodgate opening, it quickly surged toward the direction of the holy pillar of light at the entrance of the encampment!

The explosive Holy Light collided with the thick black fog!