In the next moment, he flung his hands and struck out two divine talismans. One talisman landed on the human cultivator who had been infected with the centrifugal plague, using the talisman's power to isolate his body from the outside world.,"Cloud brother, I'm sorry...I dragged you down. None of us expected this to happen…" Ding Mao's mood was obviously extremely bad, his voice carrying a wave of pessimistic emotion.,A group of people imbued with the power of talismans arrived here.。