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Chapter 200 I Haven't Played Enough(2/2)

Although she belittled Zu An's strength as much as possible, the concern in her tone was palpable.

Mi Li replied calmly: "He is holding the Sword of Power. These terracotta warriors and horses will not attack him. As for those resentful spirits, the second layer of Hongmeng Qi is their natural nemesis, and they cannot pose a threat to him."

Already."

Qiao Xueying felt relieved, but Chu Chuyan thought more: "But there are two hundred thousand resentful spirits. He stabs them with one sword after another. Where is the end?"

Mi Li replied: "Don't worry, it will be soon."

Zu An was thinking about another question: "Although the Hongmeng Qi in this underground palace is richer than other places, it has its limit after all. Coupled with the speed limit of my absorption, if I want to purify 200,000 resentful spirits, I'm afraid I have to support

It won’t be that long.”

"You can rest assured that those resentful spirits already contain a certain amount of Hongmeng energy in their bodies. You will be constantly replenished and will not run out of energy," Mi Li explained. "At the same time, you can also use the scattered Hongmeng energy."

I'll use my energy to repair your injuries. You know your current injuries, if it were someone else, you would have enough to die ten times."

Zu An nodded. This was all supported by the Rich Woman's Happy Ball. Now, counting the time, its effect is about to expire. He still remembers the scene when he was beaten by the Wailing Whip and the Rich Woman's Happy Ball was seriously injured after it failed.

He didn't want to experience the pain again, so he had to hurry up and recover from the injury as much as possible.

So he strode towards the waterhole with Tai'a Sword in hand. As if he felt the presence of Tai'a Sword, the terracotta warriors and horses along the way got out of the way, and soon he came to the forefront of the battle between the two sides.

Feeling the appearance of flesh and blood creatures, the resentful spirits who were fighting against the terracotta warriors and horses were like sharks smelling blood in the sea, screaming and rushing toward him.

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I'm not sure how many updates I will update today, but I will try my best to write anyway. If I remember correctly, I should be owed 4 updates? Why do some readers scold me and say I am owed 5 updates...
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