The power of the mysterious fragrance is getting stronger and stronger!

"The antidote is on me. I'll take back this strange golden light and I'll give it to you!"

"Don't think about it! If you don't hand over the antidote, just wait for death!"

"Give me aside, take back the golden light and give you an antidote right away!"

Yan Ping begged again.

Yao Ji no longer responded and stared at Yan Ping.

If it weren't for the mysterious God Incense, Yan Ping's current state would have easily killed him!

Finally, when his cultivation fell to the Golden Immortal, Yan Ping could not hold on and begged again,

"There is no antidote to the mysterious God Xiang. Only those with high cultivation level can force him out of their body. Otherwise, they will not be able to use their magic power. I will tell you all, so spare me!"

When Yao Ji heard this, she became even more angry.

Where can I find someone with high cultivation? Daluo Jinxian is practicing in seclusion and preparing to ascend. Who cares about the life or death of an unknown person?

"Then you go and die!"

Yao Ji said coldly.

Then he forced himself to sit cross-legged, and used his skills to try to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

But I found that the martial arts could not be operated at all, and the magic power began to dissipate as soon as it condensed.

"ah!"

As his cultivation level burned faster and faster, Yan Ping's pain became deeper and deeper, and he kept crying.
Chapter completed!