C605 Purple gas(1)

As he spoke, strands of purple Qi and blood flowed. The purple Qi and blood were not light at all. Instead, they were as heavy as a mountain, separating the miasma in the surroundings. It was an eye-opener for Xiao Chen.

Following the descent of the moonlight, a faint black fog floated out from the swamp. This was the Corpse Miasma