Just as everyone thought Wang Teng would be unable to break free from the black mist, he tore through it and charged out.
"???"
True God Yaofeng's expression stiffened, and a hint of astonishment flashed through his eyes.
This brat...
He truly had not expected that even the black mist could not trap Wang Teng, especially after those long tails had joined the attack.
Were those long tails here just for laughs?
That was it?
It was not that he wanted Wang Teng to die here. The situation was simply too bizarre.
It completely defied common sense!
"???"
"???"
It was not just True God Yaofeng. Even True God Zhulong and the Mechanical Race True God were dumbfounded.
They looked at Wang Teng, then at the thick black mist behind him, their lips twitching slightly.
Was Wang Teng's self-rescue speed not a little too fast?
They had been worrying about him one moment, and the next, he had run out on his own.
So had they worried for nothing?
It felt inexplicably awkward!
"Oh! Senior, you came over yourself."
Wang Teng had just rushed out of the black mist when he saw the Mechanical Race True God right in front of him, and his eyes lit up.
"..."
The Mechanical Race True God did not know what to say. He merely nodded at Wang Teng.
Wang Teng felt that the atmosphere seemed somewhat strange, but he did not dwell on it. He immediately flashed forward and rushed toward the Mechanical Race True God.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Long tails shot out from the black mist one after another, coiling toward Wang Teng.
The black mist rolled along with them, surging toward Wang Teng like an overwhelming tide.
"Senior, save me!"
Wang Teng shouted.
He had only just managed to shake off