Zi Yan stared at Luo Diyi hatefully, but she had no choice but to watch her holding the Chengying Sword with her hands.
The spiritual power on Luo Dieyi's body was constantly injected into it.
Everyone's eyes all told Luo Diyi to stare at her without a moment.
At this time, Luo Dieyi looked solemn and restrained, serious and solemn.
She found that this Chengying Sword was really big and could not feed it no matter how much it was.
As time passed by little by little, only one-third of the spiritual power on Luo Dieyi was pulled away...
At this time, Luo Dieyi was gradually feeling a little panicked.
Because she discovered that the Chengying Sword was a bottomless pit, and her spiritual power was injected into it, just like raindrops entering the sea without a ripples.
What to do? Should she end up like Li Yaoyao and Zi Yan? No, she must not be drained of all her spiritual power like Zi Yan.
Just as Luo Dieyi was thinking about whether to give up, suddenly...
She felt the sword body of the Chengying Sword tremble slightly, and then the spiritual power it swallowed began to decrease.
Luo Dieyi's eyes lit up instantly!
The spiritual power absorbed by the Chengying Sword has become less and less...
Does this mean that Chengying Sword is already starting to eat full?
Oh my God, she chose to play after Zi Yan, which was the best decision she had ever made in her life! Now, this Chengying Sword is definitely hers.
Thinking of this, Luo Dieyi raised a smile on the corner of her mouth. Her hands were not slow, and a steady stream of spiritual power was slowly injected into it.
If the spiritual power at the beginning was like a stream, then the spiritual power injected by Luo Dieyi now is like a small spring.
Subtle, slowly...
Just then, suddenly!
There was a sound of a shaking impact from the ground.
"No, this prohibition is about to be knocked in!" Luo Haochen looked frightened and shouted anxiously.
The collision just now was because he was close to him, and the blood of the qi and blood were surging, and he almost vomited blood.
Luo Dieyi looked shaking and stared at the Chengying Sword with more concentration.
It's almost gone, and Chengying is about to be pulled out by her... As long as the Chengying sword is pulled out, the black airflow will automatically disappear!
However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is skinny.
Luo Dieyi's spiritual power was constantly injected, and she kept urging her heart, but the Chengying Sword was like a naughty child, slowly sucking spiritual power, not much, but it was constantly...
This made Luo Dieyi feel crazy and collapsed.
Because, her spiritual power is not even one percent left...
"Clang!"
The cylinder condensed by the black airflow hit hard.
Luo Dieyi was on the verge of exhaustion of spiritual power. After being hit so heavily, her body was suddenly lifted away and hit the coffin hard.
"No!" Luo Dieyi burst out with a shrill roar!
Her clear shadow sword!
The Chengying Sword is almost full!
How could she be knocked away at such a critical moment?!
She was unwilling to give up, it was more painful than killing her.
Luo Dieyi was knocked to the ground, but she endured the severe pain in her body, and a carp rolled up and got up, and her body shot towards the Chengying Sword like a cannonball.
"Chengying Sword, my Chengying Sword!" Luo Diyi's left palm quickly extended toward the hilt of the Chengying Sword...
But, what made her collapse happened.
She forgot that the periphery of the Chengying Sword was restricted, and without spiritual power, you can't just stretch it out just by wanting to stretch it out!