武田晴海

Wuqu Xingjun shook his head and sighed: It's too late. If it were a thousand years in the morning, I could naturally gather my body here and recover. But now my Yuanshen may collapse at any time, and the power of the Yuanshen is very small. I am afraid that if I use the essence and blood of the Hundred Saints, the Yuanshen will not be able to withstand the power and will directly turn into nothingness....