I saw that as time gradually passed, the torrent of spiritual energy everywhere seemed to have taken too much medicine, running around headlessly.

The torrent of spiritual energy not far ahead has gathered into a huge wall that stretches from heaven to earth, and is rushing towards this side!

This kind of majestic power made even Xu Luo, the bastard, feel his scalp numb, no matter how stubborn he was, and he almost ran away without even thinking about it.

But as soon as he turned around, Xu Luo stopped all his movements and looked at the dense torrent of spiritual energy behind him with a wry smile, like a stormy wave.

These ghosts seem to have their own spirituality. If they don't move, they will come from all directions, with almost no blind spots.

With just a change of thought, Xu Luo realized that he actually had no choice at this time.

It just so happens that "The Chaos Body of the Demonic Ape" has just been promoted to the Dharma Realm. Maybe God feels that these hardships are not enough, and it needs to be polished some more!

Xu Luo laughed at himself secretly, but his face showed a look of determination.

He suddenly took a deep breath, and then sat cross-legged on the spot, as if he was looking for death!

Pfft, the storm city wall has not yet arrived, but there is already a harsh sound around Xu Luo, like a cat's claws scratching on a glass mirror.

The rapidly passing spiritual energy cut small wounds on his body like a knife blade. Xu Luo's expression did not change, and the wounds healed quickly due to the instinctive reaction of his body.

After such a back-and-forth cycle, often a little bit of blood would just seep out, and the wound would seem like it had never appeared before. The blood stains gradually reflected strange patterns on his body.

Xu Luo heard the buzzing in his ears getting louder and louder, and finally turned into a dull and loud sound like the earth was shattering.

All the creatures who have developed spiritual wisdom have inexplicable illusions of the irreversible power of God in their hearts.

At this moment, Xu Luo was like an ant trying to resist the roaring waves, surrounded by towering storm walls one after another.

With a boom, the first storm wall surged past Xu Luo.

His whole body felt as if he had been thrown into a huge blade roller, and countless streams of blood spurted out from the acupuncture points all over his body like no money.

The rich green light gushes out quickly like a tide, but before the green light can fill the whole body, the next storm wall has already passed by quickly.

More wounds the size of a baby's mouth appeared like raindrops. Xu Luo couldn't help but secretly gasp when he noticed that the warmth from the waste bamboo in his body was rapidly depleting.

The amount of consumption seemed to be somewhat beyond his original expectations. Fortunately, Wu Shengzhu had made two large handfuls of wool recently, and he could barely sustain it.

The storm wall roared past wave after wave without stopping for a moment.

As time passed slowly, Xu Luo's wound just opened again, and he looked like a bloody Shura who had just crawled out of the underworld, with no human form.
Chapter completed!