C418 Looking for Qin Wuming

The speed of the black fog was very fast, but Ding Yi and Gao Pei were even faster because they were already prepared. With a leap, the magical inscriptions in Ding Yi's hands were already thrown out.

One after another, golden beams of French light were conjured by Ding Yi. They turned into golden beams of light and swept towards the black mist. The demons danced wildly