Ziqianmo was anxious to attack the barrier in front of him by all means, but there was no way.
Gradually, Mo Yan's voice was a little hoarse.
At this time, the sudden change, his strong back, as if something had grown out of the skin, two huge bags.
The two big bags grew up at the speed visible to the naked eye, until they finally broke free from the shackles of the skin, stained with blood and grew out.
Seeing what it was, ziqianmo couldn't believe her eyes.
On Mo Yan's back, there are two huge snow-white wings.
Well, this is understandable for the time being. After all, there are many kinds of exercises that can cause physical changes.
But shocking is that the long wing with a strong sense of the ancient atmosphere!
Mo Yan seems to have exhausted the whole body strength, in the long wings grow out at the same time, legs a soft kneel down, with just grow out of the arrogance of the long wings are hanging down.
The invisible barrier disappeared with Mo Yan's depression.
Seeing this, ziqianmo rushed to Mo Yan's side. Regardless of other things, he first injected the full vitality of the demon king into Mo Yan's body.
Although I don't know what his situation is now, at least the vitality will make him more comfortable.
Ziqianmo's idea is right. Mo Yan's face is getting better, not as white as before.
At this time, ziqianmo remembered to explore the situation in his body.
As a result, he just wanted to invade his own spiritual power, but he was bounced back and couldn't invade Mo Yan's body at all.
This is strange, Mo Yan even if is delirious, also won't resist her, why can fail?
After thinking about it, the only possibility is that Mo Yan's realm has been improved?
Ziqianmo felt it carefully for a while, but she couldn't be sure. Now Mo Yan's breath is disorderly. One person has two completely different breath, which makes her unable to distinguish.
"Are you ok?" Purple path is really not under, opening to ask a way.
"I..." Mo Yan a word export severe cough a few: "I'm ok, don't worry."
Ziqianmo sighed. This man loves to show off his strength on weekdays. How can he be ok!
Ziqianmo stood up straight and put Mo Yan on the ground, who was already unable to resist. He wanted him to lie down, but his long wings were too much in the way.
The full version of the demon king's power is worshipped by her and shrouded in Mo Yan's head.
The weak and incomparable vitality of the people below stimulated the greatest effect of the demon king's power. For a moment, he sent out a light aura and continuously entered the past into Mo Yan's body.
Ziqianmo began to operate standing, and finally found that Mo Yan's body seemed to be a bottomless hole, constantly absorbing aura.
Finally, she couldn't support herself. She sat on the ground with her knees crossed, and closed her eyes. She didn't dare to be distracted, so that Mo Yan could absorb enough spiritual power.
I don't know how long later, the totem color of demon king's power has a little dim, Mo Yan has been quiet like a dead body suddenly, then, he got up.
Purple fields see, temporarily stopped the delivery of spiritual power, so that they can also breathe.
"You..." ziqianmo pointed to Mo Yan's back