My mind thumped, my eyes widened, and I struggled. Finally, I was forced into my Yin spirit by Nan Lao. At that moment, I felt that my chest was full of qi and blood, and there was more Sina meaning in my mind. When I was about to spit out one mouthful of blood, Nan Lao suddenly came up to me and hit me hard on the top of my head, and the blood in my mouth spit out some, but the breath was stable.

"poof!" On the contrary, Nan Lao spit out a mouthful of black blood gas color and instantly turned white. I didn’t stop waving my hand, and the golden light gathered from the top of my head to my fingertips, and the yin spirit separated the complicated lines. Then I hit the gourd in a moment. […]