„Help! Help!” On the Jin Peng face shows the extremely panic-stricken look to come, starts to attack the pressure of this gravity reckless, if not work loose, when this weird Martial Spirit strength spreads to the words of own whole body, he may really end!
However he more struggles, are more in spiritual energy that under this gravity environment uses, oneself available spiritual energy are less, such one, he has no way to resist the corrosion of Martial Spirit strength with spiritual energy, instead picked up the speed of corrosion!
What is strangest, on his body scatters in all directions the essence that opens, is ascending unceasingly, after gathering a sphere, then slowly is moving, converges to the body of Ye Zifeng, started to repair his injury slowly.
In Chu Hongbao heart amazed incomparable: „What Martial Spirit is this?” Let alone he has not seen such weird Martial Spirit, he listens not to hear . Moreover, such weird Martial Spirit saw on Qi Refining realm student unexpectedly, he cannot help but suspected one were having a dream.
Ye Zifeng has coughed slightly, obviously, the essence that sweeps across from Jin Peng, restored his certain injury effectively.
His whole person seemed similar to the immerse in the warm tidal current, the unconsciousness was feeling all these, a marvelous precinct feeling well uped.
Sees only Jin Peng to get down unceasingly senilly, but the Ye Zifeng whole person as if gave full play to the vitality to be common.
The place that he bleeds the scab, the injured place did not have anything to obstruct greatly, which perspective regardless of, his injury restored similarly.
He has opened the eye slowly, the consciousness also together, heaves in sight, is a face is worried to look at own Liu Bingqian.
„A moment ago what happened, Bingqian, is it possible that was I weak, faint directly?”
„Yes, Big Brother Rough Guy, how you suddenly fainted, almost scared to death me.”
He frowned slightly, properly speaking, should be insufficient to meet the stupor depending on his will is right, was a moment ago, he by bright direction, the twinkling was lost likely the consciousness, this feeling is hard to state clearly, really strange incomparable.
„Words said that Big Brother Rough Guy, you solid told me, that move that in view of the fact that you put forth a moment ago, were you had Martial Spirit power.” In the beautiful pupil of Liu Bingqian, flashes through feels strange together the color.
„Martial Spirit power? Had I been useful a moment ago?”
Ye Zifeng slightly one in consternation, then, are not that the stupor passes out, but was towed by this Martial Spirit power is passing out, all that later makes, was Martial Spirit own consciousness?
„Little rascal, if a moment ago were not I gets rid to help you, you possibly really wanted the excessive loss of blood dead.”
The Ye Zifeng moral nature, a heavy sound resounds suddenly