Rong Kaixuan sneered in his heart. Although the mysterious power in the ball was exhausted, there was still some spiritual energy flow in the Yintang. After being inhaled countless times by the ball, these airflows also had a powerful ability to absorb the world.

Characteristics of spiritual power.

Not even a powerful spiritual master like Rong Yiyao dared to fight against that ball, let alone this little mid-term warrior.

"Xin'er..."

Rong Yi's iron eyes were about to burst, and he punched out a few fierce punches, trying to force the spirit body back. However, the spirit body in front of him was not afraid at all, and ignored the opponent even if he bombarded his body with fists filled with true energy.

.It actually resisted the opponent's fist, came to Rong Yitie's side, and punched him.

Rong Yitie's mouth felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood finally spurted out.

He was upset in his heart. He was so angry that he would fight for his life with the spirit body. Isn't this the old man who hanged himself because he didn't want to live long?

Just as he was flying back, he suddenly saw a flash of light in the corner of his eye.

Then, a powerful force hit his vest, and he staggered forward a few steps. Before he could stand still, the spirit's fists came down like raindrops.

Rong Yitie vomited blood and couldn't hold on any longer. His legs went weak and he collapsed on the ground.

However, at this moment, a huge roar suddenly sounded.
Chapter completed!