1875 Heaven-grade Dharmic Treasure

The surrounding black fog was still surging and changing.

However, for some reason, although the black fog surged three feet around Su Zimo, it did not advance and did not cause him any damage!

Surprised and delighted, Su Zimo tried to take a few steps forward.

The black fog surged backwards as well and was still within three feet of him without crossing half an inch!

"Could it be related to my Dragon Phoenix Roar?"

Su Zimo stood on the spot and pondered for a moment. Without an accurate answer, he decided to continue forward.

Many Black Immortals died in the mysterious black fog and Su Zimo did not waste it. He walked to the Black Immortals and put away their storage bags.

In that short period of time, the faces of the fallen Black Immortals were already filled with black spots that looked extremely strange like livor mortis!