"The Yin Iron Beasts are strong?"
Tie Suifeng asked. At the same time, he reached out and pointed at a Yin Thorn Grass in front of him, a green ray of light shooting from his fingertip.
When the green light landed on the Yin Thorn Grass, it revealed a strange power. The plant immediately began to melt as if it were snow under a scorching sun, sizzling and emitting black smoke.
In the span of just two breaths, the Yin Thorn Grass had turned into a puddle of black liquid.
Yin Kui glanced at Tie Suifeng and said, "The Yin Iron Beasts are generally around level eighty. Their bodies are as hard as iron, they're incredibly strong, and they're very difficult to kill!"
"They're just level-eighty mobs!"
But Tie Suifeng just laughed. "Brother Golden Lion, you sure know a lot. But we just entered the Secret Realm. You can't be scared off by a field of grass! If you're worried about getting hit by poisonous thorns and can't walk on the ground, then just fly over it. Can you all fly?"
