When he forced his practice to more than thirty times, his whole body was as if it had been poured by rain, his face was pale and his body was shaking.

The energy in the Dantian became weaker and weaker, and it was about to be silent in the Dantian, but the spiritual body still showed no sign of enlightenment.

He Pingfan's face was ashen, as if there were signs of the lamp being exhausted, but there was still an extremely tenacious look between his eyebrows.

Mystery is a reversible skill. If I can’t even go through this level, why not die?

He Pingfan abandoned all constraints and took every effort to integrate his vitality into his dantian.

This is his last bargaining chip! The backlash of the spirit body comes like the wind and waves in the sea.

A sound of breaking out like a crusade came from the meridians and acupoints of the body, and the consciousness was interrupted.

Plop - Li Suying heard the sound and pushed the door in, and saw her pale and fainted son shouting anxiously, "Ordinary, ordinary, don't die!"

"You can't die!"

... "Dong-dong-dong-" The clock on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock. Mr. He once said that people in the Xuan Sect were like life and death, and if they failed, they would become virtuous.
Chapter completed!