C1970 (1/2)

At this moment, both Heng and Yan Lin are looking at the monks in front of them. At this time, they all understand that if they want to stop at this time, it is absolutely an unavoidable thing.

However, since these people want to open here, let them go.

Bingxuan and Bingxuan looked at each other and nodded slightly. They were not prepared to stop them. They just looked at the scene in front of them.

Just a moment later, seeing these monks, they began to infuse their spiritual power, all the magic weapons in front of them.

Seeing this, Heng Yanlin frowned slightly and knew that he had no way to stand by.

If they want to do this, let alone others, they will not agree.

These guys, seeing that Heng Yanlin was a great monk, were a bit afraid and vigilant. How could they let Heng Yanlin paddle on one side?

At that time, he would not be allowed to do so in any case.

Therefore, at this time, hengyanlin can only inject his own spiritual power into it.

This just just will own spirit power toward in front of this magic weapon start to inject, Heng Yan Linton when the face slightly changed.

At the moment, hengyanlin has felt that this magic weapon is like a bottomless pit, absorbing all the spiritual power crazily.

Looking at the rest of the monks, he saw that their faces changed greatly at this time. Heng Yanlin immediately understood that these monks had the same idea as themselves.

Otherwise, how could it be like this at this time.

Although Heng Yanlin himself is not a real great monk, but somehow the whole body's spiritual power is really very strong.

However, seeing the scene in front of me, I found that my spiritual power was not worth mentioning under such crazy absorption.

I'm afraid that even the great friars can't hold on to the speed of absorbing spiritual power for a long time.

It's no wonder that these guys are going to open their own things together.

It's just because it's too spiritual.

Such a thought, Hengyan Linton understand why there is such a situation.

Seeing such a scene, Heng Yanlin shook his head helplessly. No matter what, he has already made a move at this time. It is impossible to shrink back at this time.

Heng Yanlin secretly put some miracles in his mouth to help him recover his spiritual power.

With such a huge spiritual power consumption, Heng Yanlin could not hold on to it. Naturally, he needed this thing at the moment.

At this time, Bingxuan's face is very ugly.

”Taoist friend, what's the matter with this thing? The spiritual power consumed is too terrible.”

Bingxuan felt that her spiritual power would be emptied in an instant. This situation had never been seen before.

Now seeing such a scene, Bingxuan's face is naturally a bit ugly.

Looking at one side of Heng Yan Lin, his face is naturally full of tension.

Spiritual power is too important for a monk. Even friars like Bingxuan are very worried about their spiritual power. What can they do when they are exhausted?