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"You don't have to worry, either."

"Even if they can't practice the shadow of darkness completely now."

"But it can also have a very good effect."

"It's still much better than the ordinary pseudo God level body method."

"Besides, I will also give them some of my cultivation insights."

The phantom king also said.

The words of the phantom God King gave everyone a sigh of relief.

Although it is impossible to practice the complete shadow of darkness now, it seems that there will be some opportunities in the future.

Moreover, Chonglou helps people get "the shadow of darkness" and some experience of the phantom God King, which has already made people happy.

"Thank you, master phantom."

"No, no, it should be."

"Thank you, master!"

Chonglou worships the phantom king.

Chonglou is a guy, but every one you see will do.

However, for Chonglou, there will be a lot of meat to learn from.

One more master at the level of God King. I think it's a little bit better.

It's not too much to get a heritage of the phantom king and call it master.

"You're a bit of a doorman, boy."

"Master, I'm a little happy."

The phantom King laughed.

"Oh, forget it. You call me master."

"I'm helping you."

"I can't. my apprentice is a man with broken arms."

The phantom king also said.

This word a, double building pupil shrinks.

Because Chonglou was found.

His broken arm suddenly appeared from the silver light.

The crushed flesh and blood, in the hands of the phantom God King, slowly gathered together.

"You're more than just a top-level inheritance."

"It's not good for you."

"However, if you can digest them all, there will be good results."

"Well, I, the last ghost power, will help you."

"Get your friends ready."

"I'll help them, too."

The phantom king also said.

That's the first thing to say.

The ghost of Chonglou dissipates in an instant.

The crowd immediately woke up.

"Meditation, the operation of the Sunday."

Chonglou said quickly.

Chonglou did not see the shadow of the phantom king again.

It's just a black and silver glow.

This light, shrouded in the Chonglou people.

What's more, it helps Chonglou connect with the arm.

Chonglou can feel that the blood gas of the broken arm is recovering rapidly.

Moreover, the seed of the power of space in the body is also merging with itself.

If, if Chonglou refines the original seeds of this space force by itself, if there is no chance, it is estimated that it will take two or three years to refine.

But the phantom King helped.

Chonglou is directly integrated with the original seed of the power of space.

"The power of space!"

Feel the power of space in your body.

Brother Chonglou was even more excited.

The power of space, an advanced means of energy control, can only be used by the top saints.

For example, Hanyuan old ghost, Qiu Jin, Qu Mo and so on.

It is difficult for ordinary saints to achieve even the eightfold heaven.

But now.

Chonglou, a warrior in Tianxuan realm, can control the power of space.

What's more.

There was a flash of silver all over Chonglou.

Chonglou, unexpectedly appeared five meters away.

"Shit..."

"So much?"

Chonglou's face turned pale for a moment.

Chonglou's current strength can only use the power of space to transmit a distance of five meters.

And it's almost the limit.

In an instant, he drained all the Xuanli in his body.

"The power of space!"

"Boss, you have the power of space."

Lai's face was very excited when he saw the tower exert its power of space.

Kong Fu and others are also envious.

"Brother Chonglou, your hands, your hands grow out."

Peach young this wench, but is the arm that cares about heavy building.